Okay, so, this is that one-shot/drabble thing where you get a song from your playlist that was on shuffle and you write a one-shot/drabble about it. I probably explained it wrong to Zenya because I've seen so many fucking versions.

Like there's this one where you write one-hundred 100 word drabbles and then there's the other one where you get a song from your shuffled playlist and you have to write a drabble or whatever in the time of the song. But, you know, we went screw that, we're going to write 100 drabbles/one-shots based off of Vocaloid songs from our shuffled playlists.

So. Yeah. And btw, this is sorta a modern AU. And, uh, Elsword is a RS in this, Eve is CN and Aisha is DW, just saying.

1. Choose Me

Elsword woke up with an intolerable headache. He sat up in bed with his hand to his head, supporting it.

"Uhg," Elsword grumbled. "Aisha, can you get me some water and painkillers?" When receiving no reply, Elsword turned to shake the body lying in the bed next to him, but he instantly froze when he realized that the person didn't have violet hair, but in fact, silver hair.

"Oh shit." Elsword muttered. He quietly crept out of bed and quickly found his clothes, putting them back on before running out of the apartment. "Where the hell is this place?" He muttered to himself, scanning the foreign part of town. There were so many tall skyscrapers and cars racing by – almost like downtown, but not at the same time.

XXX

Half an hour later, Elsword was back in his own apartment. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Aisha hadn't arrived yet.

"What are you sighing about?" A voice asked, startling Elsword.

"Holy El, Aisha!" Elsword exclaimed, leaning against the closest wall. "Don't scare me like that!"

"Well, sorry," Aisha muttered, half-heartedly. "Didn't know you were so jumpy,"

"I'm not jumpy, I'm just a little…tired and I have a killer headache." Elsword muttered, touching his forehead.

"Sit down, I'll get some water and painkillers," Aisha said, walking off to the small secluded space known as his kitchen. Moments later, Aisha returned with a glass of water and a small white pill in the other hand.

"Thanks," Elsword murmured before swallowing the pill with a gulp of water.

"What did you do to get such a bad headache?" Aisha asked, taking the now empty glass from him.

"Gosh, I can barely remember. I think I was at some party last night, and I got drunk or something –"

"You didn't sleep with anyone did you?" Aisha asked. A wave of guilt washed over Elsword as the memory of the sleeping silver-haired girl from earlier that morning appeared.

"No!" Elsword replied all too quickly. Aisha gave him a suspicious look, but Elsword just shook his head. "No way! Chung said he drove me home last night." Chung had the world's worst alcohol tolerance, but Aisha probably didn't remember and he didn't think now was the best time to remind her.

"Okay…just don't get drunk next time, unless you want to get a crappy headache again, Elbaka," Aisha laughed, gently slapping both his cheeks. The vague memory of being slapped went through his mind.

His vision was just beginning to spin a little and Chung was completely wasted, Raven had a crazy high alcohol tolerance so he was probably chugging his 5th or 6th shot by now.

Elsword sat in one of the seats by the bar, sipping away at his glass of wine, when a silver-haired girl sat down on the stool beside his.

"Hello, there." She said, in almost a flirtatious manner.

"Hey," Elsword slurred, not really noticing anything as he took another sip.

"You know, you look like the gentlemanly type, you should buy me a glass of champagne." She said, tapping her fingernail against the surface of the bar counter.

"Uh, yeah, no."Elsword replied, downing the rest of his glass. Suddenly, the girl slapped him. "What the hell was that for?!" The girl grabbed him by the collar so that their faces were inches away.

"I get what I want (1), so I suggest you buy me that glass or you'll be sorry." The girl hissed. Despite being a little tipsy himself, Elsword could smell the alcohol in her breath.

"So you're a spoiled brat, I see," Elsword remarked. The girl's gold eyes were practically shooting daggers at him. "But, I'll buy you that drink anyway."

"I like people who co-operate," The girl grinned, resting her chin on her palm. "The name's Eve."

"Eve, stop that." Elsword murmured, subconsciously, chuckling softly as 'Eve' pinched his cheeks.

"…Eve? Huh? Who's that?" Aisha asked. Crap! Elsword thought. He had completely forgotten she was there. "…Who are you mistaking me for?"

"A-ah, uh, she's a co-worker. Yeah, she's new – just started last week." Elsword lied.

Aisha frowned, but mumbled a soft, "Okay," anyway.

XXX

Over the past few weeks, Aisha has been noticing Elsword has grown more and more distant from her. He would always decline any outings she invited him to, and the dates she'd plan for. And in the mornings when she'd usually go over to his apartment to wake him up for work, he'd already be gone.

And this morning was no different.

Aisha let out an exasperated sigh as she collapsed on Elsword's messy un-made bed. She laid an arm over her eyes.

"Elbaka," She murmured to herself. "Are you avoiding me – if you are, why? It's tearing me apart." Aisha felt tears brim her eyes, but quickly blinked them away.

A muffled vibration sounded, breaking the comforting silence of the empty room. Aisha shot up in the bed with a startled yelp. She looked in the area of where the vibration came from and saw that is was merely the vibration of Elsword's phone.

She picked up the red device and looked at the screen.

It was a text message. From Eve.

Elsword had said she was just a co-worker. If she was just a co-worker, why would she be texting him – and about meeting up after work, no less.

That was the last bit of proof she needed to complete her theory. Elsword was cheating on her. Aisha's tears fell freely down her cheeks as she sobbed into her hands.

XXX

When Elsword approached his apartment door, he nearly had a heart-attack. At the door was Eve, and she was arguing with someone. It was obvious who she was arguing with since the only other person who had his keys was Aisha.

Elsword was about to sprint back down the stairs, but Aisha probably saw him since she called him out.

"Perfect, Elbaka, you're here." Aisha declared as she stepped out of the apartment and walked over to him, grabbing his hand and dragging him back to where Eve was standing. "Let's ask him, shall we, Eve?" Aisha sneered.

"Ask me what?" Elsword asked, but was ignored.

"You need to choose." Aisha said.

"Huh? What?"

"We'll give you a day, tomorrow at 4 PM, if you pick me, you'll meet me behind the main building –" Eve was cut off by Aisha jumping in.

"And if you choose me, you'll come back to your apartment." Aisha interrupted.

"W-what? Aisha, what are you talking about?" Elsword asked, pretending that the possibility of her knowing about that little 'affair' he had was impossible. Aisha showed him the screen of his phone. "But…" Elsword patted all his pockets, searching for his phone.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Aisha asked, the devastated look in her eyes killed Elsword on the inside.

"Because I knew you'd freak out."

"Am I freaking out now?" Aisha demanded.

"Not really, but –"

"I thought you trusted me more than this." With that Aisha left his apartment. After a moment, Eve broke the silence with a whistle.

"Nice girlfriend you got there; quite a pleasant lady to be arguing with. So I'll see you at 4 tomorrow," Eve said before walking off.

Choose me, Eve thought as she walking past him.

XXX

Aisha bit her lip as she tried to contain her sobs and tears. Her clammy hands gripped her pillow. She buried her face into her pillow.

"Please," She mumbled, her voice muffled. "Elsword, please choose me."

(1) - Interpret this sentence whatever way you want. It's like an innuendo explosion or w/e. Just, try to interpret that sentence in the least dirtiest way possible. Okies? Okay.

OKAY DON'T KILL ME. I know Eve is like super flipping OOC and she'd never act like that, but I'm trying to work with shit here.

And I know this is like, super retarded. I don't even - no. /flees

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