This is a request, by Zatsune Miku. Hope you enjoy, Zatsune~! Oh, and everyone else. Yeah. I hope you all enjoy. Geuss what? It's friday, Friday, gotta get down on friday~ Enjoy and review!

Kiku had had it. She was so sick and tired of how people treated her, in the apartment. Her only two best friends were Taito Shion, and Tei Sukone. And that's only because they were in the same category as Kiku. Yandere. And even then, Taito was a cold hearted jerk, and Tei was always to busy swooning of Len to even pay much attention to Kiku. Every one else in the vocaloid apartment was afraid of Kiku! She hated it. Surprisingly, Kiku was actually really quiet and shy. But that's not what every one else saw. They all saw a blood lusting psychopath in a young girl's body.

One time… ONE. FREAKING. TIME.

When Kiku was first created, people didn't think much of her. She was just another clone of Hatsune, with an incredibly annoying voice. That just pissed her off. She hated it when people degraded her! Her eyes turned to slits, and her voice become deeper, with much more edge and eeriness to it. She had grabbed her twin natas, and slashed at anyone and everyone who even said anything bad about her.

Luckily no one was hurt, for she had been shut off. But ever since that day, she had been feared around the apartment.

To add to her pain, today was a horrible day. As usual, Tei was off with her "precious Len-Len-kun" and Taito just seemed to hate her. Usually he would be cold hearted, a jerk, but he would pay attention to her. Nope. Not today. Out of her usual routine, she went to his room first thing in the morning, only to be kicked out. She didn't understand! Usually, he'd let her clean his wounds and replace his bandages, and allow her to stay.

Now I know what you're all thinking, but that isn't all of it!

Hatsune seemed to be avoiding her. Despite being only a clone of Miku, Kiku actually really looked up to her. To bad Hatsune usually didn't notice or even acknowledge her existence. All Kiku wanted was for people to notice her, and not be so afraid of her! Instead, she had people avoiding her at all costs.

The Yandere sighed, as she lazily walked through the hall ways, her eyes brimmed with the emotion of boredom, pupils dilated. A huge nata in each of her hands, dragging them along the floor. They weren't blood stained… yet. Kiku was in a bad mood today. Which meant someone was either going to die, or get fatally hurt.

But as the Yandere lifted her gaze, she felt her heart stop for a moment. There she was. Hatsune. By her side was Kaito, however. Kiku clenched her teeth, watching the two laugh and talk together. Miku's long silky hair bounced with each step she took, the lights giving her skin a brilliant glow, her cheeks the color of a rose. And then Kaito. The Idiot.

Kiku had to restrain herself from just running up to him and stabbing him in the gut, and chop his body into shreds. Kiku bowed her head, allowing the pair to pass her. To Kiku's surprise, when she raised her head, she noticed Miku smiling gently at Kiku. Her cheeks heated, but she happily returned the smile. But Kaito shuddered. As the pair walked off, Kiku could make out him asking, "Why did you smile at her?" How rude.

"She… smiled at me." Kiku mumbled to herself, her eyes going back to normal. She felt really happy. "She smiled at me!" She squealed to herself, running around in circles, in pure bliss. Kiku stopped though, remembering the idiot by her side. Kiku didn't know for sure what Miku thought about Kaito, but she was suspicious of the two. She didn't like the idea of those two hooking up. She knew from hearing Kaito sing, or the way he acted, he was a real pervert.

But then again, she couldn't talk. She had her equal share of problems, since she was a Yandere. Sometimes she hated it. Why was she so different from every one else? Every one else was so popular, and everyone loved her. Kiku was lucky if she had even but just one fan.

Her pupils dilated again. "I can't let that happen. No. Never. Ever." She hissed to herself. She would do anything in her power to let Kaito know that he wasn't going to lay even a finger on Miku, unless he knew what was good for him.

The girl stalked off into her room, throwing her natas to the ground, making a clattering noise. She quickly grabbed a piece of paper from her desk, and began to scribble something on it. When she was done, Kiku sealed it into an envelop, and ran off to Kaito's room. Luckily, he wasn't there. Looking both ways to make sure nobody was watching her, she quickly slipped the note under the door, and ran off back to her bedroom.

The next morning, Kiku groggily made her way into the kitchen, to grab something quick to eat. Of course, she wouldn't stay for long. She didn't belong, after all. But she paused, over hearing the idiot speaking to Meiko and Gakupo.

"I don't even know who sent it…" He sighed.

"Well, what did it say?" Meiko asks.

Sighing, Kaito unfolded the note, and began to read:

"Dear Idiot,

I'm watching you. Don't do anything you'll regret. If you even lay a finger on Miku, you're so in for it. I'll rip out your intestines, feed that to you, slam a revolving door on your fingers, make you watch twilight 500 times, shove an umbrella up your ass and open it, then strap you to a table, and slowly saw off your arms and legs, forcing you to watch, then I will repeatedly stab you in the chest, rip your eyes out of your eye sockets, and then cut off your head, very slowly. Have a nice day.

Sincerely, an anonymous benefactor."

Kaito shuddered. Kiku grinned sadistically, her pupils narrowing.

But what he said caught her off guard.

"I don't even like Miku like that… she's, like, 16. I'm 25. That'd be creepy if I liked her…"

Kiku frowned. So, she had written that note for nothing then? Perfect. Atleast she didn't have to worry about Kaito. But, did Miku like anybody? Probably. Kiku sighed, sulking off again.

As the Yandere sulked around the halls, she ran into Hatsune again. Miku smiled, and stopped, when she spotted Kiku. She was even alone. "Hello, Kiku!"

"H-hi…" Kiku hesitated.

"Something wrong?"

"Eh? N-no… why?"

"I dunno. You just seem a little upset."

Kiku swallowed. Well, no, not really. Maybe. It was this diva that was making Kiku uncomfortable, in the first place. She wondered how Miku felt about her. Sure, Miku was nice, but she was nice to just about everyone. It was because she was so naïve.

"Um… Miku, what do you think of me?" Kiku asked, her blood red eyes shifting away nervously.

Miku blinked, but a form smiled on her face. "I think you're really nice! Well, you seem like it. I don't know you that well. We don't talk to much. Y'know, other people say weird things about you, like you kill people, but that couldn't be true!"

Oh, Kiku was glad Miku was so oblivious, sometimes.

"Aha… do they now?" Kiku laughed nervously.

"Why?"

"What?" Kiku was dumbfounded.

"Why'd you wanna know what I thought of you?"

Kiku fumbled with the hem of her skirt, feeling uneasy. "um… well, not a lot of people like me… I just wonder what they really think of someone like me."

Miku looked surprised. "I like you!" She claimed, leaping at Kiku, pulling her into a hug.

"You do…? Oh, you're just saying that. I'm only a clone. There are other clones, of you, ya know?" Kiku babbled on. But she really was surprised.

"Of course I like you! I don't know you that much, and I do like everyone, but I really like you. You're so unique!"

Kiku felt herself blushing. "…Thanks, Miku…"