Yes, I should be writing POP DIVA, but I have a bit of a writer's block on that at the moment. So to get ideas, and relax my brain, I'll start a new one with a certain plot. _3_
My writing isn't at it's best here, since I have a block (read POP DIVA then this, and you'll see what I mean). But anyway, please enjoy!
"Why am I doing this again? Oh yeah, I don't have a choice"
A certain pink haired girl was walking down the busy streets of Tokyo. Although it wasn't anything out of the norm, this time it was. Reaching into her pocket, she grabbed her phone to find five mails. All of them from another certain purple haired 'friend'. Sighing, she dialled the number of the one who had sent her the bundle of messages. After a few rings, a person responded to pick up on the other end of the line.
"Hello?"
"You mailed me… Five times" The woman had a knack of having neither remorse nor tone when speaking to certain people.
"Yeah, I did. Where are you man, we've been waiting here for like ages!" The man on the other end of the line responded. In English. Although his skills in mastering a foreign language, his speech was just recognisable enough for the bilingual woman to understand. Once again, she said. Gakupo really acts like a child sometimes. "I'm on my way" Luka retorted. "I've only come into Tokyo, give me a minute".
There could be giggling on the other side of the line. Luka sighed. Once again. It had been a habit she had gotten herself into once she had met the purpled haired boy. "Right. But hurry up, ok? I want to see the Touhou stand before it gets too crowded" And with that, the girl disconnected the line without even uttering her normal 'goodbye'. Luka just wasn't in the mood for this today.
It really wasn't her fault that she was here in the first place. It wasn't fully Gakupo's either, but rather the full herd of 'brain-dead retards', as Luka preferred to refer to them as, that had dragged her into this. Being the anime crazy fans they were, they decided to visit the Tokyo International Anime Fair as it was the closest to their home town… This was over 100 miles away. And the only way to get the pinkette to follow suit was to blackmail her by stealing a similarly pink stuffed octopus which is a childhood memoir of the girl.
Just go there, get the toy then get straight out. That was the plan she had been thinking of for the whole train ride. Stopping to wait at a nearby bus stop, Luka's phone buzzed with mail constantly. Frustrated, the woman called back the caller shouting "I said I'll be there in a minute, stop calling!"
A couple of hours later brought a troupe of anime hungry teenagers plus a red faced angry girl. A blonde girl with a combo of both hair and height shorter than Luka was leading, dragging said person by the arm with her.
"Guys, where should we go next? I heard that there was a Sonic The Hedgehog stall near the far right!" For probably the umpenth time that day, the tall girl sighed:
She had managed to get to the Anime Con in one piece, taking into account the massive amount of otaku who just so happened to be riding on the same bus to the same location. And the masses of traffic that the city caused also started up a lot of trouble. And a headache.
"But, Rin!" Gakupo complained. "We still haven't seen the Touhou stand yet!" Turning around, the small girl stared deep into the taller boy. The girl may be short, but she has a hell of a lot of authority over the people she knew. "Then why don't you go yourself?" she replied whilst tugging onto Luka's arm, making her wince. It was obvious that she didn't want to lose her friend.
"I don't want to go myself. Luka, won't you come with me?" The girl started to open her mouth to respond, but the blonde beat her to it.
"But she's with me, remember? Besides, I don't want think she wants to hang out with a boy dressed up in a make-shift samurai costume". At the mention of his costume, Luka actually looked to see what everyone was wearing.
Rin was dressed up as Amy Rose, wearing a crimson red dress, albeit short but still looked decent with red shoes to match. Gakupo decided to dress as Samurai Jack, but had to improvise as spending quite a lot of money on transport and food for the trip lessened the amount he could spend in a costume. So instead of looking like a character, he looked like a lost man wearing a bathroom robe with long purple hair. The others… Well, the whole cast of The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya would fit them correctly.
The tall boy looked down on his clothing, then back at Rin. "A fitting attire, no?" he finally replied with a smirk growing on his face. He quickly caught a glance of Luka staring at him, but more importantly what he was wearing. Then to Rin, who's eyes were twitching every so often. The girl hated it when he talked to her like that.
"No, Gakupo, it's not. Just be lucky we didn't leave you at the station."
"Well, to be honest Rin, I don't think she wants to stay with you either," Gakupo replied half-heartedly.
"Don't do that to me, Kamui. You should respect your elders!"
"I would if you were taller than me, shawty." Their constant bantering of each other continued whilst the others stood and watched. A couple quietly talking to one another to avoid being dragged into the fight that had sparked between the two.
Luka had grown tired of the fight as soon as Gakupo had misused the word 'shawty'. If I remember correctly, shawty is a 'fine ass woman'… Kamui really needs to practice.
The pink haired girl managed to break away from the small herd, Rin releasing her from her grip once too deep in her argument with Gakupo. She started to wonder around, looking for the exit. If she got away now, she might as well go home as she got what she wanted and make up an excuse like 'I didn't want to get involved with your all out battles'. An excuse she regularly used.
As time wore on, it came to Luka that there really wasn't any way out. Each stall lead to another in a maze full of colourful manga and teenage girls dressed as 'that character from Tokyo Mew Mew'. She looked at her phone to see it was 18:39. It had been about an hour since she had left the group, and she also managed to convene an uncountable amount of mail from both Gakupo and Rin.
Closing the lid of her phone, the sighed and sat down on one of the chairs at the closest stall, she sighed. She had really created a habit of doing that today. Deciding to read through her mail, she looked through her mail.
'Luka, wre r u? me n gaku cant find u nywhre. call me when u gt dis.'
'Lukaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Where are you? You just ran off like that, you got us all scared! XD Mail me when you get this'
At least she could read Gakupo's message. Rin had a filthy habit of typing in some illegible language really only understood by her. The pinkette really couldn't reply to all her mail then, and wanted to be alone for a while and not need to worry about the 'herd'. She put her phone in her pocket and sighed once again. Not out of boredom or frustration, but this time because of tiredness. It was getting late, and she really needed to get home.
She slouched in her chair and stared at the stall she was in. 「ミニ博麗神社例大祭
. This was the stall that Gakupo wanted to go too. Making a closer observation, the girl noted that most of the people around the stall were foreigners, most probably American since they were speaking English.
Today's been a long day
"Tell me about it". The tall girl nearly jumped out of her skin hearing another voice. Was she hearing things?
"Who's there?"
"Didn't you just say today was a long day? I thought you wanted an answer". The voice was quite high-pitched, follow by a childish giggle. Luka had the urge to face palm herself for thinking out loud. Another habit she needed to break free from.
Turning to the source of the voice, she found out it was from a girl sitting next to her. She looked a bit younger than the pink haired girl with much longer cyan hair which was in an array of frails literally touching the floor. The tall girl knew it was a common fashion to dye ones hair, but to use that many hair extensions? The girl must be crazy.
The cyan haired girl stood up to stretch her legs. She was also a lot smaller than Luka, probably by a whole head. She was dressed in a light grey school shirt with green flares and a short black skirt, also with flares. For some odd reason, Luka found this girl… Cute.
Raising her arms over her head, the smaller girl spoke. "What are you doing here? An avid Touhou fan?" She didn't sound sarcastic; it was a straight forward question.
"No, actually I'm not. I'm not such a huge fan of anime and such, but I was dragged along by my herd of brain-dead retards". Whether it was the tone that Luka used or her actual words, the smaller girl started to laugh. She sat back down and moved her chair a bit closer to Luka's so she could talk to her properly.
"Brain-dead retards huh? Me and my brother came here because he wanted to check out the Final Fantasy stalls. But I kinda lost him so I'm waiting here for him." The girl smiled and looked directly at the pink haired girl next to her, immediately making her blush.
You shouldn't really sound that optimistic about losing your brother in a place like this. "Oh, is that so?" When it came to meeting new people, Luka tried her best to hesitate sending negative remarks about topics. "Two of my friends started fighting so I left them. I really hate getting into that kind of stuff because it's generally always about 'who gets to take Luka here' and 'who gets to walk with Luka home'". The girl sighed once more. This was becoming a seriously enslaving habit.
"So your name is Luka? That's a really nice name" the girl continued to smile whilst kicking her legs back and forth in a child-like manner. Her parents obviously raised her right. The two remained silent for a while, the silence becoming uneasy. Normally, Luka wouldn't mind not talking to new strangers, but she actually wanted to get to know this girl.
"So, Luka. Where do you live?" The question startled her, making the taller girl stare right at the petite who was beside her.
"What do you mean where do I live? What are you, a stalker?" Luka had met these kind of people before, and she knew exactly what to do in these situations.
The cyan haired girl laughed once again. She spoke again through her laughter. "Oh, I'm sorry. I lived in Seoul for most of my life, and they don't really have any problem about asking people personal questions" the girl smiled widely.
If this girl smiles any more, her face will practically tear in two. "Seoul, huh? I'm guessing your Korean?" it wasn't as if the girl had anything against Koreans, just the fact that she had never met one.
"Oh, I wish. I'm Japanese, but my parents moved there for work related reasons. But I know my fair bit of Korean" it had come apparently to Luka that since the girl had started talking to her, she had never stopped smiling. Nor had she asked for her name. Luka felt uneasy about this; she didn't want to refer to her as 'the short optimist with blue hair'.
"I see. Since questions aren't a problem, what's your name and what's with the overly long hair?" a small smirk started to creep on the pinkette's face. Although she hated to be annoyed, the art of annoying others is something she adored. Without a trace of weirdness, the small girl spoke.
"My names Hatsune Miku, but its fine just to call me Miku. And my hair is naturally this long. My mummy said that I should cut it, but I like my hair this long. I think it looks really cool and different because not that many people have long cyan hair, and I really like it…" The girl went on with her babbling whilst Luka reflected on what the girl had just said. She still says mummy… She must defiantly be a child. Deciding she wanted to know more, she asked another question.
"Um, Miku? May I ask how old you are?" the tall girl didn't know how old she expected her to be, but it should be young.
"But that's too strange… Huh, what? My age? I'm 16, but I'm going to be 17 real soon! I can't wait to have a party. I don't have that many friends yet, but I know it's going to be awesome…!" Miku grinned widely at Luka, eyes beaming, but the pink haired girl just couldn't think why she would.
She's the same age as me but… She looks so much younger. Hell, if she dressed right, she'd pass for a 9 year old. "Your 16… But you look so much younger." Luka wondered why that was. Did she have some fountain of youth back home or something…?
"Lots of people say that. They say I look really cute too, but I think…" Luka was still listening to what Miku was saying, but the girl had stopped mid-sentence. Maybe she wanted her to comment on her appearance.
"But you really do look cute" Luka muttered rather to herself than to Miku. The cyan haired girl stared out ahead of her before standing up abruptly.
"Mikuo!" The girl shouted, before running up to a boy, or a man rather, with similar coloured hair to Miku's, but much shorter, much to Luka's relief. She saw her talking to him quite excitedly, constantly hopping from foot to foot. How long had she been waiting for him again?
After a short while, the girl came back again and clasped Luka's hands into her own, earning a blush from the other. "My brother's come, Luka!" wow, she sounds like she hasn't seen him in years. "It's been nice talking to you, but I gotta go now. Maybe we'll bump into each other again!" she managed to drag Luka up from her seat and entangle her in a tight embrace.
This, again, was enough to earn a blush from the pinkette, who hesitantly wrapped her arms around her.
"Your hair smells really nice, Luka" The taller girl in response felt like her cheeks had caught fire, them turning red quite violently so. The smaller girl released the taller counterpart, and had a soft blush to her cheeks.
"Bye bye, Luka!" Miku left with what Luka thought to be her older brother and sat back down to get her phone out of her pocket again. Looking at the time it was already 20:23. They hadn't talked about that much, so how could time have gone by so quickly. She was also (half-heartedly) surprised to find a multitude of mail from Rin, Gakupo and the other 'brain-deads', most notably a blonde haired girl by the name of Neru who had sent her a text practically each minute since 19:58.
Her parents would be angry and worried if Luka had not been at home by now, if it wasn't for the fact that both her parents were constantly on business trips and if they were home, it would only be for a couple of days, if even that.
Sighing for what she hoped to be the last time for the day, she sent a mail to Rin.
"Sorry for running off, I didn't want to be a part of your and Gakupo's battles again. I'm fine, so don't worry about that. I'll see you tomorrow ok?" after sending her message, the girl was about to close the lid of her phone, when Rin had already replied.
'k, dats fne. ill c u 2morrow. B crful whn cuming bck, k?'
Luka really had no idea how to reply to Rin's messages. All she could do is reply ok, which she did to all of Rin's mail, then close her phone.
After asking for directions, she found the way out of the still packed building. Once outside, the picked up a bit of her hair and smelled it.
I hope I see that Hatsune again.
You read to the end. ^-^
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