We all know our favorite crossdresser. We also know it's his dear birthday. Do the others know? One-shot, Happy Birthday Ritsu-kun!
Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid/UTAU.
Alright, we all know Ritsu hates me, right? Cuz he's all misanthropic and stuff. So as revenge for him shooting a missile at me I write this in revenge!
Namine Ritsu was well known among the mansion-palace.
Of course, everyone mostly knew him as a crossdresser or missile boobs. To be frank, he didn't really care; he did want to cross-dress. Or, at least, that was how he was created to be.
Now, he did not act his real age, six years old. He acted more like a nineteen year old, which was a common age fans gave him. But sometimes, Ritsu drifted into his six year old fantasy.
Today was the second year since he was released.
He was shivering in excitement, bouncing in nearly every step he took. Everyone of the UTAUs were away somewhere, but he didn't care. He would celebrate his birthday today.
Then he remembered he was an UTAU.
Thinking back to the past birthdays, he remembered that so far, it was only a VOCALOID's birthday that were celebrated with a big party. Since he was an UTAU, there was a chance they would forget it.
Scowling, it only made him hate the Vocaloids a little more than usual today. He didn't have any singing appointments today, so he was alone in the UTAU part of the mansion-palace. The little devil that caused him annoyance was nowhere to be heard or seen, but Ritsu was a little happy for that.
His peaceful hour was ruined soon.
"Ritsu-kuun!" Teto called. She was loud, but not the annoying girl Ritsu was referring to earlier. "Come on!"
What did the chimera want? Ritsu cocked his head to the side as the twin-drill haired girl did an attempt to drag him. Unfortunately, it was a vain attempt, seeing as he was much heavier than her combined with the rest of the UTAUs.
"RITSU-CHAN!" a voice yelled. Ritsu, growling now, didn't bother to turn around to greet the voice. He was tempted to shoot one of his missiles at the approaching girl.
"What?" he asked in monotone while Teto looked worried. The other girl was about to yell back, he heard the large intake of breath, but an arm wrapped around his right arm.
"Let's go Ritsu," Miko said in a small voice. Ritsu was going to question where, but another girl wrapped her arm around Ritsu's left arm.
"Ritsu, we're waiting," Mako spoke up, sending a small glare at Miko. Teto looked from Miko to Mako, her hair bouncing as she had a worried look on her face.
"How does he get so much girls for a crossdresser?" a voice muttered behind him. It was Ted, who was accompanied by a short little girl. The one that Ritsu loathed with part of his being. And she had this stupid grin on her face.
"Happy birthday Ritsu-chan~" she said in a sing-song voice. Of course, hearing that made Ritsu a little happy.
"You said it too early," Teto protested lightly. "We were going to wait until AFTER we got this boy to move to the main room."
"Whoops," the girl didn't sound too apologetic. "But I couldn't resist. He already hates me anyways."
There were light murmurs of agreement, and Ritsu resisted from chuckling at the girl's expression.
"Traitors," she muttered back.
"You brought it up yourself," Miko giggled. "Anyways, Happy birthday Ritsu."
"Happy birthday Ritsu-san," Mako said after. Teto sighed, but smiled at Ritsu.
"C'mon Ted, let's say it!"
"Happy birthday missile boobs," Ted shrugged. Miko and Mako glared at the older man, while Ritsu looked on with amusement as he started to walk.
Maybe Ritsu would get a party after all.