Hello, everyone, and welcome to my first fanfiction! ^^

This story is based off of many different songs, not just one. It's not just a love story, either, though there are definite chemistry between people . . . (GakuXLuka FOREVER!)

Enjoy, and feel free to favorite, follow, and review! :3

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Vocaloids or characters mentioned, just the ideas.

I waited by the large tree we always went to, smiling at nothing. People passed, but they weren't him. I continued waiting, my smile fading as time passed.

He has never been late before, I thought, my brow furrowing slightly. A breeze blew up my pink hair, and I clutched at it with a hand to avoid my hairband from flying off. The thought brings back my smile, as I remembered the first time we met.

But then I see him, walking towards me. I grin and run up to him, not caring about the heavy skirts that restricted me or the fact that people were staring. Of course, it was entirely improper for a lady to fling herself into her lover's arms, but I didn't care, and I knew he didn't either.

Not so gently, he pushed me away. My smile faded away when I saw his face. "What's wrong?"

He stared at me, then whispered, "It was all fake. Witch." Quick as lightning, he grabbed my hair and chopped it off with a flash of his blade. For a woman of my status to wear her hair short was not just an offense, but some woman would rather die than have their hair cut.

Horrified, I grabbed his face with my hands. His blank amethyst eyes showed my the truth of it. I started to back away, knowing he could no longer be trusted. "No . . . How?" I glanced around, then saw her coming towards us, bringing guards in tow.

I started to run over to her to escape his wrath, but then I saw her dark blue eyes. Her blank dark blue eyes. Looking around frantically, I tried to run away from all of them, but I tripped over my dress. The guards easily caught up to me then, and bound my hands behind my back.

The townspeople in the park had started to gather, staring at the spectacle. Desperate, I screamed at him, "If you have any sense left in you, please, break through!" But he kept on staring at me with those blank eyes, and the guards began to drag me away.

I struggled against the ropes that held me fast to the cross, glaring at any of the townspeople who held my gaze. They shouted at me, "Repent! Repent!" I scowled at them, knowing that I had done nothing wrong.

She walked up in front of me, signaling the villagers to quiet. Gradually, the noise died down, and she smiled gratefully. Opening a scroll held in her hand, she announced in a loud, clear voice, "We are here today to burn the witch known as Lukene. She is accused for bewitching the Prince to believe he loved her." She looked towards me, her priestess robes swishing softly. "Do you have anything to repent?"

Everyone stared at me, their eyes hungry for bloodlust. Raising my head to the sky, I cried, "If you call this love black magic, then light the flames of hatred!"

Immediately, the villagers shouted back at me, gesturing with their torches. She smiled cruelly, a look I had never seen directed at me before this day. Calmly, she replied, "Then burn."

The townspeople threw their torches at the pile of wood at my feet, and the logs began to burn. Frantically, I tried to think of a song that could help me, but there were none that I knew. A tear dripped down my face, and as the flames approached me, I mouthed to him, "I love you."

For a moment, his eyes regained a spark, but it was gone almost as fast as it appeared.

I stared at him as the flames reached me, the whole time while the villagers yelled, "Repent! Repent!" This life was too short, and I didn't know when I would be reborn again. The only thing I could rely on was that they would also be there, but now I couldn't trust them. If he and she were taken, then who wasn't?

As the flames rose in front of me, I realized I was the only Vocaloid left.