Well, that's the second story I translated in English! I'm glad to know that my English is understandable enough.

You can see this one is like a pretty long one-shot (separated in three parts), or a small story. I like Miku being so cute and Luka as a popular teenage girl. I know it's a little cliché, but I think it fits them perfectly fine!~

I hope you'll like this story as much as I liked writing it~

First Meeting

Miku was bored.

The green-haired teenage girl had agreed to go along with her best friends Meiko and Kaito in a nightclub, against her will. The place was narrow but the decorating was tidy. Light up with hot and cold lights, people were seen at their best thus at their worst. Miku was surprised to see how it could change a person's expression.

But even so, they almost arrived that Miku wished it was already time to go back home. She looked at the hour every five minutes, and it was now almost midnight.

Miku used to sleep late at night, but then she just read or watched movies before going to sleep. She was seventeen, and even if most of the nightclub allowed minors in… Miku didn't feel at ease in that kind of place, and it was easy to see it. She stood out, hiding behind her soda, looking curiously at all those couples of one night.

Miku was not a person that could seduce someone, without feeling anything for… No, in reality, Miku just didn't know how to seduce. She was a pure-hearted girl, who wanted to keep her soul and her body safe for her soul mate. It was a conception of love that a lot of people would find funny.

She was yawning when a crowd at the bottom of the piece caught her sight. She took a step to the side to perceive the reason of that agitation and she saw her. A pink-haired teenage girl with big azure eyes made people tremble on her path. Wearing a sleeveless tee-shirt and hot pants, the shapely teenage girl excited all men.

Though, the one thing that confused Miku were not her body or her angelic face, but her sweet smile. The expressions she had while talking to her friends.

Behind her, Meiko finished dancing. She vectored for Miku but stopped when she saw her friend's admiring look. Amused, she came closer.

She grabbed her arm and whispered to her ear:

"Don't be impressed by that kind of girls, they usually are dumb."

"You think so? I think she looks… Perfect" whispered the girl with pigtails.

Meiko frowned. Never again had she heard her friend talk like that about someone. She suddenly seemed to realize something and burst out.

"Miku, don't tell me… Do you have a crush on her?"

"N… No way!" cried Miku while blushing.

Automatically, her sight was caught again by the pink-haired girl, and she felt her heart stop beating for a few seconds. This one looked carefully at her. And when she saw that Miku was glaring at her, she seemed surprised.

She looked hesitant while fluttering her eyelashes, before starting to smile; a slight smile, which gave to Miku the impression to have butterflies flying in her stomach.

Meiko had a crazy laugh when she saw her friend's expression of astonishment, and make her way unobtrusively to Kaito who drank alone to the taproom. She didn't want to be a nuisance for her friend.

Thus, the pink-haired girl turned to her friends and laughed at a joke, but while Miku started to look away, the other one looked at her and their eyes crossed once again.

They stared at each other's with an embarrassed look. They seemed to be in a bubble, isolated and alone, even if surrounded and separated by about twenty persons. They didn't see or heard anyone anymore until the group moved on. Miku looked frequently all around her when she felt a small hand on her shoulder.

" Hi… I'm Luka."

Miku jolted hearing the velvet voice of the pink-haired girl. She blushed, without obvious reason. She ducked her head, but Luka, taller than her, bend over her to look at her face.

"And what's your name?" she asked nicely.

"M… Miku."

"What a cute name… Do you want to have a drink with me? Yours seem empty", she said while pointing her glass.

Miku nodded and followed Luka in the crowd. It was an easing thing to do, most people shoving themselves on their path. They whispered, with thoughts of all kinds. Guys were thinking that such pretty girls could not be singles. Girls were thinking that hanging out with such girls would make be difficult to afford if they wanted to be the prettier in boy's mind.

At the taproom, the barmaid winked at Luka. Her surprise turned to a scowl.

"A Sex on the Beach for these two wonderful girls?"

"I don't think so. It will be lemonade for me. And you, Miku?"

"The same, please."

The brown-haired girl slipped away under the taproom and gave her two drinks. He was going to talk, but Luka gave him the money and went away.

"Keep the change."

Luka slowed down when she saw Miku exploring her shoulder strap bag. She laughed and came closer to her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for my purse. I want to repay you!"

"No way, I offer."

"Oh… No, I…"

"It's my pleasure" Luka insisted.

Miku looked up and saw the pink-haired girl's bright eyes. She understood that she was not just offering a drink and felt shy at this idea. She had nothing against homosexuality, but had never thought about being attracted by a woman before. It was not shocking, just surprising.

"In that case, I suppose it's fine," she finally whispered.

Luka smiled and they took a sit far from the crowd, but very close to each other's. They were so close that their noses almost touched when they talked.

They talked about this and that. About school, every day's life, their passions and problems at school. While they spoke, they became aware of all their differences. Luka was in a private school, she was smart and rich. Not Miku. She thought she was just an average girl.

But this differences didn't afraid them. They longed to know more about each other's. They were like the water and the fire, the yin and the yang. Different, but complementary.

Time flew. And at 2 a.m., their paths separated. Miku followed her friends, and Luka did the same with hers. She felt lost, nauseous as she returned to her room. She hated her shyness that kept her from asking Luka's phone number. But in the depth of her mind, she felt that they both had wished the same thing.

She plunked down on her bed, still dressed. Her phone hurt her chest, so she went hand on her jacket, and brought out a little piece of paper, almost torn.

Her handwriting was classy. Miku took a deep breath before starting her reading.

"I didn't dare to ask you orally, so I used the occasion while you were to the bathroom to write this note. I've spend a really good time with you. You're just so cute, so different from all the other persons I know… But I'm not sure you feel the same way about me. Maybe you're not attracted by me but didn't know how to say it without hurting my feelings. I don't know. Maybe you didn't understand you pleased me.

If so, you are now fully aware of it. So, if you want to meet me another time or just talk… Well, call me."

Behind, a phone number was scrawled. Miku's heart was beating as never before. Feverish, she grabbed the phone and dialed…

TBC…