A/N: Alright, before we get on with the story, here's some background information~

This fic will likely be around 3 or four chapters, since technically, it's a songfic. It's based off the GUMI Vocaloid song, titled "Lie of April", just like the title of this story. I recommend either listening to the song or reading the English lyrics before or after reading this, but it's not essential. If you're lazy, you can just continue on. XD

And that's all I've got to say. Without further ado, enjoy the story, and don't forget to leave any feedback. :)

The First Lie

"Do you like her?

"What kind of question is that? Seriously. I really hate her. What a terrible person she is..."

With those words, my mess of a journey began.

I knew for sure that if the girl I was talking about was able to do so, or had heard my statement, she would have said something smug like, 'thank you very much'. That's the type of nuisance I found Neo to be, after all.

There I was, Yang Xiao Long, standing before my battle partner, Blake. I let out a frustrated huff of air, folding my arms as she raised an eyebrow at me. I don't know why she needed to ask that pointless question in the first place, but I wasn't about to lie about anything. I absolutely despised that ice-cream resembling girl - and apparently, that needed to be pointed out to Blake. There was zero chance I would like a girl like that, let alone love her in the way my partner was implying.

Breathing a sigh, the faunas shook her head. "Alright, if you say so." I wasn't about to let the conversation end just there, though. It was too sudden to be dropped that easily.

"Why do you ask, anyway? I seriously want to rip her short body to pieces, what makes you think I could like someone like that?" The other paused for a moment, seeming quite awkward to answer my question. She just shrugged, wearing a frown.

"Honestly, I don't know... actually... ah, yeah... your sister wanted me to ask, since she's suspicious of this kind of stuff. You know Ruby. If there's any connection between two people, she'll want them to be together-together." As I listened to the words, I hummed in thought. There was no doubting that much, but I couldn't help thinking it was an excuse to settle Blake's own curiosity.

Oh well. I didn't really care, after all. It was a stupid question, I didn't need to think about it any longer.

"Well, alright then. If you say so." I brushed aside. "Now, if you don't mind, we probably have to meet up with the others before they start searching for us. We did leave the cafeteria on a short notice, so..." Rubbing the back of my head, I noticed Blake nod her head in agreement.

"Right. Let's... go, then."

. . .

When I had that conversation, everything was crystal clear. I hated Neo, I hated her so much, and that was that. There were no but's about it, no doubts, not a single sign of respect for the girl at all. However, it only took a week for all that to suddenly change.

It was late at night. It was just another night were I wasn't able to sleep; I was too restless, tossing and turning too much in my bed to do anything else. To save me the trouble and discomfort, I decided to get up out of bed and wander around the school grounds for a bit. Hopefully, that would tire me out enough, and I could get some sleep soon.

Slipping quietly from my dorm room, I wore a simple pair of pants and a singlet as I closed the door. The hallways that were usually bustling throughout the day were completely silent, and a few small lamps illuminated them through the darkness. 'How calming.' I noted to myself, genuinely enjoying their presence.

Ignoring the cold atmosphere, I released a heavy breath. I didn't know where to go, but, I let my feet carry me through the school. I turned wherever I felt it was appropriate, not thinking about my destination in the slightest. I just wanted ot kill some time, and burn some energy.

Within minutes, I'd found myself standing on top of one of Beacon's main buildings, enjoying the scenery from the dormitory rooftops. The canvas of night blanketed the sky with darkness and stars, something that I came to admire with the more I stared up at it.

"It really is pretty, out tonight..." I whispered to myself. Taking steps further out onto the rooftop, I spun on my heels, turning around the see my surroundings. Everything seemed so... still. So lifeless at night. It was almost no one had ever inhabited the area to begin with, and yet, it all was so peaceful.

Feet beginning to throb from my walking, I slumped to the concrete floor, sitting on the cold pavement. I leant back on my arms as I stared upwards, lilac eyes shining just like the flickers of light above me. I couldn't think of any word to describe how I felt at that moment, other than content.

That peace crumbled all too fast for my liking, though.

Footsteps. That sound was what broke the silence and world of happiness that I'd built up overnight. My cautious barrier switched on instead, and I became weary of my surroundings. I didn't make a sound, didn't breath as I listened out for more noises.

Surely enough, the footsteps grew louder. The more I focused on them, the more they frightened me. Why would anyone else be out here at this time of night? Moreover, those footsteps sounded heavier than usual. Why would anyone be wearing thick high heels, like what it seemed to be?

Pat, pat, pat, the sound gradually echoed behind me. I wasn't able to quell my curiosity, and with all caution necessary, I snapped my head around to face the noise. "Who's there?" I demanded through the darkness, not seeing a single shadow in my view, let alone another person. Everything was dark - the entry of which I came through, the sky, the walls, the floor. I hated it.

At my words, the footsteps stopped. I seemed to have startled whoever it was, which was great. They had startled me, so it was like an equivalent exchange. Perfect. However, underneath that feeling of triumph grew my fear. I didn't have any other senses to rely on to know someone was there, behind me. Heart pounding in my chest, I swallowed.

Surely enough, it only took a moment before the footsteps returned. My body jolted from surprise, and with my face beginning to heat from nerves and embarrassment, I kept my gaze over my shoulder. However, the footsteps became near useless within seconds - a figure came into view, and soon, the other person's entire face was visible through the darkness.

Now standing only a metre or so away from me, was another girl. Someone of whom I recognised within seconds.

Someone who wasn't supposed to be here, at this school.

Shooting up to my feet, I stumbled around to face the other person. I could feel the rage bubbling up within my chest, and my fists subconsciously clenched beside me. My eyes were glaring straight towards the other person.

Neo.

"Wha..." At first, I was at a loss for words. I didn't know how to react to the sight of that confident smirk again, that annoyance. What replaced that confusion though was pure anger, an emotion that was almost too quick to finally take over. "What do you think you're doing, showing your face around here?"

Was it fate, or coincidence? I didn't know why we would always end up running into each other, in the most inconvenient of situations. I didn't really care either. I had another plan in mind, and I didn't need to think of any reasons why.

I cracked my knuckles. I really, really wanted to destroy that face of her's.

But, she didn't say a word, as per usual. I'd taken the hint that she was unable to speak by then, so I'd learnt to ignore it. Instead, she took steady steps towards me, causing me to have to look down further to meet her multi-coloured gaze. She looked almost playful as she strolled up to me, hands behind her back, umbrella in hand.

I wasn't about to take the action lightly though, stepping back on instinct. She was our enemy, after all - she worked under Roman Torchwick. Roman Torchwick. I wasn't about to let her get away. "I don't know what you've come here for, but I won't let you have your way." With my voice low and harsh, I threw my most poisonous words, but they bounced off her. Neo didn't seem affected in the slightest.

Growling under my breath, I rolled my eyes. She wasn't doing anything but blinking, innocently looking back up at me. It was pissing me off, just like every other mannerism she displayed. Nothing but annoying.

"Seriously. Neo, you made a mistake, walking into this place." As I continued to glare, she gave me a wider smirk. "...running into me probably wasn't the best luck you've had, either."

Though at that moment, I stopped.

Neo placed her hands over her ears, one of the most insulting gestures I've ever seen her take towards me. She idly looked around, taking in her surroundings as she kept her hands there, grinning.

"You're not even going to listen to me? Are you serious?" I felt like screaming. What was up with this girl, anyway? What did she want to do? And more importantly, why me?

I couldn't take it anymore.

Storming up to her, I grabbed her by the collar, harshly tugging her up to meet my eyes directly. I don't know how she managed to, but her hands remained over her ears. Her eye twitched from the sudden movement, but her smirk stayed - nothing else changed, which only caused me more frustration.

"Seriously? You're not even going to fight back? Just what is wrong with you today?" Without a thought, the words slipped from my mouth. I raised my other fist beside my head, holding it in line with Neo's face. It would have been helpful, had I not left Ember Celica back in the dorm, but my bare fists would have to do. It took all my strength to not smash it in, right then and there.

But, Neo didn't react at all, avoiding my gaze. She still covered her ears, feet barely brushing against the floor.

'No one would care how much I beat her up, right? As long as she's in one piece when I hand her in...?' Those were the words that ran through my head before I felt my patience snap, and my restraints vanish completely.

Clenching my teeth together, I took that moment to swing my fist with full force towards the other's face. What followed seemed like such a blur though, and before my fist could actually hit it's target, I felt a blunt pain erupt from my stomach. Jerking backwards from the kick I'd received, I released the other from my grasp, stumbling.

I heard the clicking of Neo's heels meeting the ground as I hunched over, clutching at my throbbing abdomen. The pain only caused more rage and energy to soar through my body however, and I wasted no time straightening back up.

Pushing from the ground, I let out a cry as I rushed towards the girl, flying more punches her way. My attacks were met with thin air as she dodged, carefully brushing aside each hit. Even when I tried swinging in for a kick, with an evasive step, I was easily avoided.

It was frustrating - especially since throughout the entire fight, she kept her hands cupped over her damn ears.

What was she trying to do, anyway? Drive me over the edge with annoyance? Because she was succeeding.

Just as I grunted, putting more than enough force into one more of my merciless punches, Neo spun out of the way, standing behind me. Before I could react, or do anything simple like take another harsh breath, I felt a tug from the back of my head.

And I froze.

She had a grip on my hair.

If my eyes weren't blazing red already, they definitely turned a deep shade of it at that moment. As restless as I felt, I couldn't move from my position, or else she would just tug on my hair more. So, reluctantly as I burnt with rage, I waited.

By the time I felt her release my locks though, Neo stood right in front of me. Wasting no time, I raised up a fist, but before I could make another move, my vision was coated in white. It wasn't for any big, particular reason, either.

A piece of paper was shoved into my face, the crumpling of its surface being heard as it pressed up against my forehead. Puzzled, and astonished at the spontaneous act, I took a step back. Surely enough, Neo had outstretched a piece of paper towards me, and now that I was a distance away, I could read the neat handwriting on the page.

"The best night is coming."

That's what was so strangely scribbled on the page.

"What the hell...?" Before I could question it further though, I looked up towards the other girl, still fuming with rage. She was quick to drop the piece of paper, letting it flutter to the ground as she gave me a wink.

A wink?

The action just set me off even more, the energy flowing through me becoming hard to ignore, and the anger beginning to take over completely. Ready for another strike, I took a step forward, launching another fist straight towards her chest.

Just like that though, she jumped backwards from me - and, literally in a flash, she was gone. She'd teleported, she'd disappeared.

Time seemed to slow down around me, as I stood dumbfounded, trying to comprehend what had just happened.

Neo's gone.

Before I knew it, my rage had doubled over again, and the words were already beginning to overflow as I screamed out into the night.

"Agh, what the absolute hell!?" My hands flew to my temples, as I grasped at my hair. "You're REALLY annoying, you know that!? REALLY freakin' annoying!"

Not only had I failed once more to lay a single hit on the girl, she'd mocked me once more, toyed with me just like always. She'd left behind some stupid note, which didn't even make sense, and had left Beacon without a trace. I'd let her escape - it was my fault.

But, before I could even begin to think over my actions and feel ashamed, I sighed, coming to another thought instead.

"...I'm actually glad, you know?" I spoke to the air. "I'm so happy that you, whom I hate so much, have disappeared." That was how I saw things - sure, she'd caused me all this grief and annoyance, but at least she was gone now. No more smug looks, no more notes. I could forget any of that ever happened.

I looked over the note on the ground, picking it up. The more I read over it, the less sense it made. Without another thought, I crumpled it into a ball, squashing it with all the left-over energy I had. I hated this. I hated how everything turned out this way. I hated making mistakes, being a failure, not being good enough...

I really hated Neo.

And that wasn't a lie.

Throwing the note over the edge of the rooftop, I stormed away from the scene, quietly heading back to my dorm...

...only to find that, instead of being tired, I was even more awake than before.