Hello again~! Chika-nyan here! I'm happy to be bringing this back. I may or may not complete this, I don't know what my future looks like yet, but I'm going to be working hard to keep this alive this time! To old readers, thanks for having hope~ (and I'm sorry if you wanted me to continue the original.) To new ones, welcome~. To old and new ones, I hope you enjoy this, but I can guarantee nothing for you. 8'D Pleasedon'tthrowstuffatme. I accept critiques, not flames. Do not hunt me down if you don't like my pairings or my story~. Thankies~.
Warning you in advance about some couples: Luka x Gakupo, Rin x Len, Miki x Piko, Miku x Mikuo, etc. I'll list a few others in later chapters.
Don't like, don't read. I don't want you to flame any couples in a review because that has nothing to do with content.
Lulu: Obvious Disclaimer: Chika owns nothing but this story. Characters portrayed are obviously not hers... and obviously badly portrayed.
(~ o u o)~ On we go!
Luka POV
Back and forth, back and forth… the swing set let out a small groan with each motion. For how long they were like this no one really knows, this playground was there for a long time and was like this since I was born. I lightly kicked my feet and let out a small sigh.
"You're quiet today," I said, turning to my neighbor on the swing set.
"Am I? I didn't notice!" the purple-haired boy responded, letting out a small laugh.
We sat in silence for a while longer. It was a cold winter day and the park was littered with glistening white snow. We were covered in layers of clothing, a large jacket, a beanie, and a scarf topping off our ensembles. I blew on my hands and rubbed them together to warm them a bit and watched white wisps float up. Why had we come here again? It was unlike him to suddenly call me out like this, he'd always go through his parents then my parents… but today he showed up on my doorstep carrying a box and told me to follow him.
My eyes flitted over to the box. It was wrapped in pink wrapping paper and decorated with a purple ribbon. Christmas had already passed and my birthday was still a few weeks away so it couldn't be a present for me… right? I didn't quite understand.
"You know…" I jumped slightly as the purple-haired boy broke the silence, "I'm moving away in a few days… so I figured I'd give you your birthday present in advance."
Maybe he thought I would start yelling or something or maybe start asking a bunch of questions that would make him feel bad like, "Why're you moving? Do you not like me anymore?" because he stayed quiet, waiting for whatever reaction I would have.
"…Is that so?" I mumbled in response, turning my attention to the cloud covered sky.
Maybe he expected more of a reaction because his expression became downcast and he gave a sad sounding attempt at a laugh before nodding.
"Yeah, and I figured that… before I leave I might as well tell you all the stuff I couldn't before too," he mumbled, "Like how I've always loved you, and how I want to be your boyfriend... and maybe marry you one day…"
My eyes fell upon the boy again, his face was red and his hands were shaking… it was strange to see a spectacle like this. Since the day I first met him he was loud and energetic, at some points one might've been able to call him things like "annoying" but… he was fun. Though I didn't show it as much as other people, I always was happy with him.
"I see…" I responded, watching his expression fall, his back starting to slouch as he waited for the inevitable outcome he had pictured, "you'll probably be busy with packing in the next few days so I guess our first date will have to wait until you get back."
The boy perked up, his eyes wide. He was quite obviously surprised by this outcome. His expressions changed quickly from shocked to happy to confused. He probably wondered if I was pulling his leg or something, but I meant what I said. The truth was I liked him too… though probably not to the extent he liked me, at least, not yet. He still didn't seem to register what I said though, opening and closing his mouth as if to say something. I sighed.
"I like you too, idiot," I stated simply, clarifying things for him.
He turned his attention to his shoes then started shaking and, before I could ask if he was alright, he jumped off his swing and hugged me.
"Luka-chan!" he cried, "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you lots! I promise I'll come back!"
I giggled and hugged him back. Why not? It would probably be a long time before I saw him again, I mean, we're only kids, what could we do? He released me a little afterward, handing me the box he'd set atop a large pile of snow right next to the swing set.
"Don't open it until your birthday, okay?" he insisted, "I'm not going to be here for it, but it's better to do it on the day it was supposed to be given."
"Alright, alright," I replied, waving my hand at him as if to tell him to stop nagging me, "thanks… I'll miss you."
"What was that?" he asked, eyes shining.
I wouldn't give him the satisfaction though, no, instead I would just stick my tongue out at him and laugh. At that, he started pestering me, asking me to tell him, desperately trying to hear those words again, but I denied him.
"How about I tell you when you get back?" I offered, but the boy didn't seem happy with that deal.
Amidst the loud, energetic chatter I heard a ringing. I stopped for a second, but the boy continued to talk. The ringing got louder, but the boy still didn't notice. I pondered the noise as the world faded before my eyes and then…
I slammed my hand down on an alarm clock as I was rudely brought back to reality yet again. I looked at the alarm clock. It was relatively early so I had plenty of time to get ready, but starting earlier would make things easier so I decided to do that. I sat up then proceeded to yawn and stretch before getting out of bed and grabbing my new high school uniform along with a fresh pair of… undergarments and walking down the hall to take a shower.
Feeling the water trickle down my skin, I thought back to my dream. That dream would pop up without fail once a year every year, near my birthday. This year seemed to be an odd exception though, this was the second time this year and it was already April, my birthday was in January. It was strange. Though, maybe the strangest thing was that I hadn't forgotten that promise of having a date with that boy despite it having been a little over 9 years since that happened and his name had already slipped my mind in that time period. Well… it didn't do much to think too much about it right now.
I finished my shower, dried myself off, then slipped on my undergarments followed by my uniform and headed toward the kitchen. Upon arrival I notice a note on the refrigerator door.
"Good morning! Sorry, Mom and Dad have work today so we can't wish you good luck on your first day of high school in person… I left you a bento on the counter and breakfast is on the table. Have fun, alright? –Mom"
I first directed my attention to the counter where my bento rested then to the table where I could see a bowl of rice, a bowl of miso soup, a plate of various greens with two sausages and two other small pieces of meat, and a glass of water. I grabbed my bento and set it down next to my breakfast then started eating.
My cell phone rung and I checked the display. It was another message from a certain green-haired girl.
"Yo, ninja girl, what're you up to? Aren't these uniforms adorable? I feel like walking through our middle school with this on and showing all the girls my elite Crypton High uniform~ (＾ω＾)ノ"
"Still surprised you passed the exams."
"Whaaaat! Now that hurts. Apologize to my awesome, gleaming pride. 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。"
"I was just kidding."
"Mail me with more emotion! (＞人＜;)"
"I think this is enough emotion though."
"Ice queen! Weird kunoichi, shinobi, whatever you're called ninja lady! 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。"
"I've known you since we were little. I think I can tell when you're messing with me or faking or whatever works for you. What'd you really want to talk about?"
"Oh poopy, fine, fine… Congrats to us both for passing~! I hope we're in the same class like always! (=´∀｀)人(´∀｀=)"
"I hope so too, who else will watch you with your weird quirks and tendency to play matchmaker or grab onto people that don't want to be grabbed onto? I bet I can narrow it down to 5 students in only 1 min."
"Ugh, not again! My matchmaking is flaaaaaawless! I mean, Teto and Ted got married, right, right? （ゝ。∂）"
"I don't have time to discuss this with you, I'm eating."
"Whut? C'mon, Really, I'm the best-"
I place the phone on the table and ignore the long explanation and recap of Gumi's previous set-ups that I'd already heard before and finish my breakfast then place the plates and bowls in the sink. Then I grab my bag from my room then my cell phone from the table and head out the door.
"Luka!" Gumi yelled as soon as I opened the door, "Ready?"
I gave her a sheepish look and she grinned at me. She probably concluded her explanation with a, "By the way, I'm going to pick you up!" or something, but I didn't even attempt to read it.
"Yeah, sure," I responded.
"Aw, c'mon, be more loud and energetic! Show some spirit! Let's go Crypton!" Gumi yelled, continuing on with a variety of other phrases having to do with having more energy and being proud to be in an awesome school.
"You put too much sugar in something again, didn't you?" I asked as I started walking in the direction of our school.
"…Just in the tea. That was it, I swear," Gumi said, holding her hand above her heart as if that gave it more meaning. After a long, untrusting look in her direction she admitted to adding sugar to everything she ate this morning.
"What, my mom can't cook and my dad doesn't feel like telling her she can't cook…" Gumi grumbled after I scolded her.
"Then eat cereal or cook up some pancakes or toast some toast… it's not like you can't do anything!" I chided, "I don't feel like hearing about a 1st year running around like a crazy woman pushing people down stairs or something because she wanted to play matchmaker and was too hyper to think about what she was doing."
"Aw, c'mon… that only happened once…" Gumi argued.
"Twice," I corrected, "both happened when you were filled with sugar and someone went to the hospital once because of it."
"Fine, I'll work on it!" Gumi mumbled, obviously pouting.
After a while Gumi started to talk again, the conversation from before forgotten as her hyper mind chose one topic after another to talk about, leaving little space for any silence. We chatted about random things all the way up to the school and the bulletin board where our classes would be listed.
"No!" Gumi yelled, "No, no, no, no, no, no!"
My face paled. We were in different classes. Gumi would no doubt be causing trouble. She would always get worked up when she had no friends in class. That combined with sugar never helped.
"Lu-chan!" Gumi cried, dramatically clinging to my waist, "They're trying to say it's not meant to be! We're like… Romeo and Juliet and the teachers are like our families and they decided to pull us apart! Come with me, Juliet, don't let them take you from me!"
I let a little chuckle escape my lips at her theatrics and the bunch of romantic nonsense she threw my way. Of course she would try to reference a romance story of some kind; she'd been like that since we were kids, even before she knew who the heck Romeo and Juliet were.
"Don't worry, Romeo, we'll rendezvous at lunch," I said, going along with her charade and patting her head.
"I'll miss you, baby…" she mumbled into my waist, using fake tears to add to the drama. People were starting to stare at us weirdly as they walked by.
"…You do know we have to attend the entrance ceremony still, right?" I asked and Gumi shot up.
"Ah, you're right! Darling, let us make haste to the rows of people! Come, my love!" she said, as she skipped off in the direction of where we were directed to go and where we would have gone first if Gumi weren't so eager to see if we were in the same class or not. Of course, I followed behind.
Seating, teacher introduction, principal introduction, speech from the best person in our class, etc., it was the same as any other entrance ceremony, even similar to the one we'd had in middle school. Long story short, it was just an average ceremony, nothing special, and nothing to bore you with. After it was over we left the gym and headed out for class.
"Luka, don't leave me! You're my beautiful pink-haired Juliet~!" Gumi cried as I dropped her off at her classroom and watched as a poor student had to pry her from the door to get in. I heard her crying, "Baby come back~!" as I headed for my own class.
As I entered the room, I took a look around. I didn't really know anyone in this class either. I did see a girl named Neru that I recognized from middle school in Gumi's class, but I didn't really know a single face in here. Oh well, I didn't mind, friends could always be made later.
I checked the seating chart on the board and quickly found my seat. I was pretty pleased with it because it was a coveted window seat after all. The spring breeze that drifted in felt nice and I had good view of the blooming cherry blossoms.
The bell rang and classes started bringing a bunch of introductions, a bunch of reviews, and other effortless things. It was a somewhat lazy day and it was very much appreciated by the students who were still mentally on their break. I watched a lucky cherry blossom make its way past the window to land on my desk. It seemed like a good day…
After a while the bell to release us for lunch rang and everyone went about their own business. I got up, almost bumping into someone behind me.
"Ah, I'm sorry," I said giving a slight bow.
"Eh, ah, no, it's cool, don't worry about it!" a blond-haired girl, presumably the one I bumped into, responded, giving a submissive wave of her hand. "I mean, I wasn't looking either."
"Rin-chan!" someone called, catching the girl's attention.
"Ah, well, sorry, gotta go, see ya!" she said, waving at me as she headed out toward a girl with crimson hair.
I waved back then headed to the doorway, half expecting to see Gumi already waiting there only to find no such green-haired girl standing there. This left only one other scenario. Sure enough, when I made it to her class she was clinging to a white-haired boy who seemed rather uncomfortable.
"Ah, Luka! Guess what! This is Utatane Piko! He's my new friend!" she yelled as soon as she saw me.
I shook my head and attempted to pull her off of the boy, but she had him trapped in that death grip of hers.
"Piko-tan and I are friends!" she grumbled and I kept trying to pull her off.
"Gumi, stop scaring people," I gritted out.
It took 5 minutes to pry Gumi off of Piko and a few more to drag her out of the classroom by her shirt collar along with an extra minute used to recapture her as she managed to escape.
"Piko-tan, don't forget me~!" she cried as I finally managed to close the door behind her.
"Geez, Romeo, what part of rendezvous at lunch didn't you understand, were you cheating on me?" I joked, flicking Gumi on the forehead.
"Ah, my dear Juliet, fear not, there can only be one of you!" she said dramatically, pretending to kiss the back of my hand.
"Seriously though, don't cause trouble for others," I scolded.
"Yeah, yeah, my lady…" she mumbled, "so, where're we going for lunch?"
"How about the roof?" I suggested, "I feel like there will less people for you to terrorize up there."
"Sounds fun!" Gumi replied, attempting to skip ahead, but then noticing I had a grip on her arm, "Er…"
"Sugar, stairs, matchmaking, no," I responded.
"…Dang it."
We made it to the roof and as I opened the door I already knew that Gumi would be overjoyed. There were already four people sitting down on the roof. I recognized one from my class, the one I'd bumped into not long ago, the blond girl with blue eyes, Rin? Then there was the crimson-haired girl that called for her, her eyes a similar color to her hair. I had no idea who the other two were though, one was a girl, one was a boy, and both of them had teal hair and blue eyes, the girl had twin tails while the boy's hair was nothing very special. They seemed relatively close... and spacey, whoever they were.
"Ah-!" the crimson-haired girl exclaimed, "Hi there…"
"Oh, you're in my class!" Rin said, "Hiya!"
I smiled and waved, feeling Gumi already attempting to look over my shoulder to see who I was talking to.
"People!" Gumi squealed as she started to attempt moving me out of the doorway.
Well, it was inevitable by this point that she would meet these people. After all, if I pushed her back in and took her elsewhere she would still run over and open this door to see them. So I moved.
Gumi ran over and clung to the first person in sight, the crimson-haired girl who let out a yelp as it happened.
"Let's be friends!" she said.
"Sorry, she gets clingy like this after she's depraved of contact with her friends for more than 3 hours," I said, bowing my head slightly, "I found her latched onto Utatane Piko earlier…"
At this, Rin laughed, "Really? Hey, Miki, maybe you should try that~" she teased with a mischievous grin.
"R-R-Rin-chan!" the crimson-haired girl squeaked, "You know I couldn't possibly do that!"
"Ohohoho!" Gumi giggled, a familiar twinkle in her eye, "I see what's going on here~! You like Piko-tan, don't you, Miki-tan?"
The girl's face flushed to a shade redder than her hair. Gumi knew she hit the bullseye and looked to me with one of her usual, "Let's play cupid!" looks.
I nearly face palmed when the teal-haired girl spoke up, "Um, why don't we all introduce ourselves?" she suggested with a smile, "I'll go first! I'm Hatsune Miku and this guy's Hatsune Mikuo~. Ah, no relation! We just coincidentally look like each other and share the same surname!"
The boy, Mikuo nodded his head and let a big smile make its way onto his face as he put his arm around Miku's shoulders, making her blush.
The crimson-haired girl smiled awkwardly, still flustered and obviously not very comfortable with Gumi, "I'm Miki, feel free to call me whatever nickname you see fit… as long as it makes sense and isn't mean…"
"How about Mimi~?" Gumi asked, eyes shining bright, her heart set on that name.
"Sure," Miki replied.
"Yippee~" Gumi shouted. "I'm Gumi, queen of awesomeness!" she said in a proud, super confident, almost cocky tone, "and this girl with long, luscious, flowing pink hair is my friend Megurine Luka, my beautiful awesomeness princess!"
I bowed my head and Rin smiled. "I'm Kagamine Rin, I'm not anything as extraordinary as a queen of awesomeness, but I like to think of myself as some high figure in some weird monarchy of the orange kingdom. We should have negotiations to trade some oranges for some awesomeness."
"Agreed!" Gumi replied, writing a fake contract on paper.
Everyone laughed. We all had fun talking and playing around after we ate our lunches. Gumi and Rin acted out the alliance of the Orange Kingdom and Awesomeness Kingdom when the bell rang.
"Awww, just when we were getting to the good part…" Gumi whined, her eyes giving way to fake tears, "Do any or you guys have class 1-C?"
Miki hesitantly raised her hand and Gumi squealed with delight at the revelations that brought. The first one being she had class with one of our new friends, the next one being Miki and Piko were in the same class within her matchmaking reach. Her first target was certainly already locked onto. I simply watched as Gumi dragged Miki away to class, talking about normal girly things, all the while thinking about ways to get her and Piko together.
"Heh, is she always like that?" Rin asked me with an amused look.
"Basically," I replied.
"Hopefully, she can actually get those two together," she said with a smile, knowing what was obviously running through Gumi's mind even as she acted as the Queen of Awesomeness, that which had been on her mind as soon as she heard Miki liked Piko.
"It's more likely she'll embarrass them until they can't even look each other in the eye anymore though…" I muttered.
Rin burst out laughing and shrugged, whispering, "It's a possibility."
"Yeah…" I sighed.
I walked back to class with Rin, chatting about things and cultivating our new friendship. We made it to class and went back to our desks, sitting through the rest of the lessons and homeroom.
"Luka~ hey, listen to this!" Gumi started as we walked home, "You know, Miki and Piko look like such a good match! It's so adorable how they both look like they like each other but always avoid eye contact and all that~."
"Uh, okay?" I ask, not having seen what Gumi was talking about since I wasn't in her class.
"You'll find out later~!" she said, waving it off, "So, how's your love life?
"Same old, same old," I replied.
"So, you're still saving yourself for Eggplant Boy?" she asked.
"Yeah," I responded as I looked up at the sky.
"Boo, why'd he have to swoop in and do that before he left?" Gumi pouted, "I really wanted to try to use my skills to find you a guy… and he didn't even write you or anything!"
"I'm fine," I said, bonking her head, "he's coming back, he promised."
"He was like… 6 or 7, do you think he remembers? Like, you know… how you forgot his name?" Gumi pointed out.
"I'm not worried," I replied.
"You guys and your blind trust… alright, I get it…" she muttered in a begrudging way.
I patted her shoulder and smiled then said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine too."
She gave a chuckle and shrugged.
"Well, Princess, I have successfully escorted you home!" Gumi said, bowing as we arrived, "Good-bye, I shall see you tomorrow!"
She waved and left as I looked up at the sky. An airplane flew by on a course to the airport. Would it be strange to think that maybe soon one would be carrying the purple-haired boy with amethyst eyes and a carefree idiotic smile? I thought so, but I still made a wish to the blue sky as I walked into my house.
It lives again~! Updates are likely to be irregular because I put this story on a chapter every certain number of weeks and I rushed a lot when I first started. I hope this rewrite goes in a better direction. So, how was it? Did you enjoy it? Yes? No? Don't feel compelled to tell me, at least I tried. Thanks for reading this far~! I'll try to get out the next chapter when I can.
R & R for free popcorn! *throws digital popcorn in the air*