Hi y'all! I'm Gold and I'm kind of a newbie in this Vocaloid fanfiction stuff. This is my first Vocaloid-only story on this site, blah blah blah.
This will be a compilation of one-shots, two shots at max, and some of them may be loosely (very loosely) connected. If you're wondering what's the thing that connects them, then squint really hard and you might find some common factor. If the chapter at the end has some kind of weird word then it's most probably connected to another one which will have the same word.
This compilation will try and have every genre in it, except M-rated shit because I feel kinda uncomfortable writing those things. I will also try to include every single Vocaloid in here (though you will see the very same ones sometimes) - unreleased and cancelled ones as well.
That being said, I hope you enjoy my first story!
GENRE: Suspense? I guess that's the closest one.
Crumbling Down
April 15th
6.15 PM
He sighed.
He looked at the phone screen, wanting to know what made his (almost) sister cry.
He knew she was very emotional, he knew she cried easily, but he didn't know what triggered her tears this time.
When he looked at the screen, he could only notice a tiny, probably useless detail in the conversation before the screen went off.
He hadn't read her last message?
...
8.12 AM
Yohio was going to go his friends' house. They had agreed to meet there at 2 PM, but he would get there at 12 AM so he could cook something for them to eat, right after meeting his friends. Right before stepping into the car, he received a message.
Daina: [Voice Message]
He opened the message, smiling slightly when he heard a frantic Dex in the background.
"Hey, Yohio -Oh, c'mon, Dex! It must be somewhere!- Sorry, er, what was I gonna say... Oh, yeah! Oliver's gonna come at 1 PM, before us. He's ecstatic to see you. He's also got a surprise for you - I don't know what it is tho! Anyways, be sure to be here on time! Now shoo and get in the car!"
He closed the phone, chuckling at his friend's antics, and followed the command.
He turned on the car, happily humming a tune that Oliver had taught him.
The day was going to be amazing.
...
1.09 PM
The day had been horribly awful.
Oliver huffed while slumping down on the greyish blue sofa.
The day might, just might, have been better if he hadn't had to stand the scorching 120°F his classroom had to suffer. At least he was going to see Yohio. That might pay for basically the whole day.
Come to think of it, he hadn't seen him yet.
"Yohio? Are you here?" Oliver called, running around the house. He might have been late for all he knew. Besides, he was going to meet Bruno and Luka, wasn't he? He probably was eating something with them at The Old Owl, the bar where they usually went to.
He didn't expect the door to be opened by Dex.
Nor he expected Dex to lack the giddiness he always had.
12.45 AM
The Spaniard tapped his fingers against the wooden table. It was not usual for Yohio to be unpunctual.
He had known the boy for what looked like ages. He was an almost literal ball of sunshine.
He didn't worry about it though. The blond had told him that might be a little late since he had to prepare food for Dex, Daina and the kid that was living with them.
It would be wrong to say that he was not surprised when he saw an extremely red Luka race into the bar and literally shove a newspaper into his face.
His eyes widened.
9.47 AM
Lily was working. Her job in the hospital could be pretty hectic, but that day was pretty calm.
Until she heard one of her job companions excitedly say the most recent news, subtly telling her where to go next.
"Car crash, east wing, slightly injured woman. Sounds interesting, doesn't it?"
"Thanks, Dr. Alexander! I'm off!"
She basically ran through the corridors to reach the place she had been told about.
When she arrived, the patient had already been put in observation. Sighing, she turned back to her workplace.
Until it hit her.
If there had been a car crash, then at least TWO cars were needed. Two cars involve at least TWO people.
So who and where was the other one? She almost desperately looked for someone that could provide her some information on the matter. Luckily (or not), a policeman entered the hospital, apparently looking for the injured person.
Before he could make a single question, Lily had already placed herself in front of him.
"Are you the policeman in charge of the accident?" She smiled as he nodded, mumbling a "Mr. Yako" under his breath.
"Great! If you don't mind, can I ask you who the other person involved in the accident is and what's their state?" The man took his hat off, which told Lily more than enough. Her demeanor went all the way down. Her voice became distant as she asked.
"...And who are them?"
When Dr. Alexander turned the corner, he crashed with Lily, who hugged him as soon as she saw him.
"It can't... I refuse to accept... There's no way..." She kept repeating, sobs interrupting her speech every once in a while.
He, returning the embrace, felt his shirt become wet as she clung onto him for dear life.
11.53 AM
Daina was writing another random patient history when she started hearing the thing.
"Apparently... There has been an accident near the Arukan Hospital... A young man has died and a woman is slightly injured... Yeah, around 9 AM..."
Her mind became completely blank as she heard those facts. That place... Around the time when... No... If it was like that, she would have already known, right? Bad news don't spread, they explode.
"Yeah... Here... A few pics of the accident... Wow, the black car ended up as broken as my old watch... Yeah, the one that fell under a hydraulic press..."
Daina looked out of sheer curiosity at the screen. Three pictures of the same car from different angles were displayed.
"...And the other car... Yeah, it ended up pretty bad... Damn..."
Daina's breath hitched. That car. That CAR. She knew it.
She entered her office, slamming the door carelessly.
She immediately dialled Lily's number, trying and failing to not cry.
Her sobs were noticed by nobody but herself.
1.14 PM
Oliver could not bring himself to cry. Not even a single tear could be taken out of his eyes.
His hands, shaking, griped the delicate paper. He read it again.
"ヨヒオはすごいですよ。オリヴァー"
His voice wavered. He had been learning Japanese for over five months and he had mastered the writing. He was going to give Yohio the calligraphy artwork as soon as he saw him.
But now...
Now...
He curled up, snuggling his face into the pillow.
Now...
Now.
.
.
A month later
2.28 AM
It was still unbelievable.
Oliver couldn't just... accept it.
For him, Yohio was still there, smiling, laughing with him, thanking him for the awesome present.
Because Yohio hadn't died in that car catastrophe.
...
...
That was what he wanted to believe as he reluctantly added a name to his "Dear Dead" list.
The pencil broke under his hand.
He sighed.
I'm so sorry
Next up is called "Confession Blues"...
nothing to do with music I swear
Can you guess the characters for the next one? Clue: One of them has already appeared in here ;)
Until next time!
Gold-