Miki's POV

Here I am… Alone again… Well except for Iroha, who was at my side, walking next to me. Where are we you ask? Well, we're currently walking through a deserted, empty hallway of the one and only, famous music institution: Yamaha High. On a normal day, we'd be fighting through crowds of people, trying to get to our next class in a rapid race against the ever-ticking clock.

But today, things were quite different, as the extremely famous Kaito Shion was having a concert, and all the students (and even the teachers) had skipped school to attend. Even though we expected the people that had gone should've been mostly females, all the males had chosen to attend also, somehow making the school feel even emptier without the boy's usual commotion. What did those components add up to? The recipe for disaster: Iroha and I, completely alone in the massive school. And Iroha could be mischievous and quite a snoop when she wanted to or had the chance.

I didn't see what was so great about the blue popstar, and neither did my best buddy. Gakupo, the previous annoying male singer, had lost popularity and eventually died down, and I remembered that Iroha and I had thought it would be the end of annoying boy singers. Unfortunately for us, another one popped up on the market: Kaito Shion. His debut album had been played in the school constantly, and twice my best friend and I had shown up to class wearing ear plugs: which quite frankly, made it quite hard to concentrate, as we couldn't quite hear what the teacher had said.

Another time we had come adorned with blindfolds over our eyes, as it really wasn't appealing to watch your principal belly-dance to "Sennen no Dokusouka," one of Kaito's popular singles. Since then, my kitty-lover friend complained that her eyes always burned at the sight of the man, and unfortunately, we never thought of him the same way again.

"Whatever happened to Hatsune Miku?" Iroha grumbled, swinging her bright red Hello Kitty lunch box in front of her. (Iroha had never gotten over the Hello Kitty franchise, and Rin constantly made fun of her about it. The result? Not a very pretty sight.)

Hatsune Miku was Iroha's favorite artist, but according to the news, she was thrown overboard by Kaito in the music industry. Although they were considered enemies, rumor had it, the two were friends, and had even made a couple duets together: ones such as "Cantarella," "Cendrillion," and "Imitator," who they had done with Kagamine Len.

Len was another famous singer: one we did not find annoying, he was also extremely popular, landing an impressive third place in the top 10 list of singers, third only to Hatsune Miku and Kaito Shion. I did think he was worthy of the high rank, as I often caught myself tuning in to Kagamine Len's songs on the radio. Also, Iroha and I were small fans of his: but according to my friend, Miku always came first.

Sadly, Len and Rin were siblings, but Rin wasn't that successful in the music industry, and was simply the "best singer of the school." However, unlike Len, my childhood friend and I didn't think she deserved the prestigious title. Despite Iroha and I's dislike for her, Rin was certainly the most popular girl in Yamaha High, she could have that. But she as also the snide gossiper, and the bully, constantly flanked right and left by cronies, she was a wannabe magnet: constantly attracting any innocent soul that might float in her path. My friend and I, unlike anyone else in the school despised her, and we would do anything to make her look bad.

"Well, what do we do now?" I piped up, turning my gaze towards the girl standing next to me, hateful thoughts of Rin still lingering in my mind.

Iroha's golden eyse glinted mischievously, the way they always did when she had a dangerous, stupid idea that would probably do us more harm then good, "Let's snoop in the teacher's lounge!"she shouted the words with a crazy enthusiasm, obviously not taking even a second to think about the consequences in the long run.

I rolled my eyes, a smile making its way onto my face at my friend's impish attitude, "You know, just because the school's empty doesn't mean we can do whatever we want…" I attempted to reason with my childish best friend.

She pouted, glaring at me, and retorted childishly, "Aw! You're no fun Miki!"

I chuckled at her statement, and took a moment to empty my bag into my locker. After I was done emptying all my junk into the cramped metal compartment, I turned back to Iroha. "Where's Lui? I'm sure he'd want to snoop with you," I inquired, knowing perfectly well she had a crush on a certain Lui Hibiki, a particularly mischievous senior.

A rosy blush painted over my friend's face, and she glared at me, not hesitating to protest against my implied statement, "How would I know where he is?"

I smirked, knowing very well Iroha knew what I meant, "Oh please, you guys are practically joined at the hip, always together you two."

Her golden gaze averted away from mine, and focused them on a locker on the other side of the wall, blush still on her face. She looked deep in thought as she refused to meet my eyes, then almost immediately the embarrassed composure was gone. Iroha turned towards me again, and this time sparks of excitement lit up her golden orbs, and she boldly exclaimed, "Let's crash Kaito's concert!"

For a minute, I stared at her bleakly, not fully comprehending what I had just heard. Then her words really sank in. This time, I stared at her in pure disbelief, mouth agape, and wondered if she had finally lost all her marbles. I knew perfectly well that Iroha was practically tipping on the brink of insanity, so it seemed perfectly plausible. "Crash his concert? Do you even know how many security guards there are?"

Her smile widened, and her honey-suckle orbs gleamed dangerously, in a way that I did not feel very safe about. "Yup! And that's what makes it more fun!" she exclaimed, already hopping up and down in an act of excitement and anticipation.

I shook my head disapprovingly, knowing perfectly well where the conversation was going; as we had had it many times before. "And that's exactly how you're going to die, 'having fun.'" I replied flatly, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

She rolled her eyes immaturely, obviously mock imitating me, "Oh ha-ha, rest assured, I'll be fine!" But I knew whenever she said that, she always got more trouble then originally she bargained for.

Choosing at that moment to wisely terminate the conversation, I proceeded to watch my younger friend as she adjusted her bright red helmet, hello kitty styled of course. Then an absentminded thought floated into my mind, and I proceeded to focus my eyes on my watch. When I realized the time was right, I began my usual ritual that was performed whenever Kaito had a concert, "3… 2… 1…" I counted silently to myself, "0!"

As if on cue, the double doors from the south entrance were thrown open in a mad frenzy, then the north doors. And at that very moment, hell broke loose: every student in the school (except for Iroha and I), stormed the building, sucking up all of our so-desired space. After them, every member of the school staff pounded in, every single one of them squabbling about the concert.

Throughout the commotion, I witnessed a tall orange-haired male making his way over, and realizing the identity of the boy, a smirk made its way onto my lips.

When he was close enough to be in our hearing range, he exclaimed cheerfully to Iroha,"Heya Roh-roh!"

She of course, blushed, and replied stubbornly, "How many times do I have to tell you, don't call me that Lui!" she retorted, but I noticed a small smile set on her face.

He smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his orange head comically, "Sorry Roh-roh, I'm used to it."

Her smiled widened slightly, "It's alright." She replied shyly, her face as light pink as her dusty rose locks.

Lui really was the only one that could make her seem weak and vulnerable, as she always melted at the sight of him. Most of the time, my best friend was stubborn, hot-headed, immature, and overall hard to get along with if you don't know her well. But around Lui it was like she had a personality transplant, as she constantly fussed about what leaving a good impression, which I always responded to with an amused eye-roll. Most of the time, this resulted in her having a dramatic mental breakdown, and that would always end with me snickering softly to myself.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Lui, who piped up, "I gotta go Roh-roh, I promised to meet up with Ring, she's having trouble with math!"

Ring was Lui's hyper-active sibling, who always armed with candy in hand: but she was never willing to share it. All in all, Ring probably was the most insane girl I knew, with Iroha coming in a close second.

"O-ok, visit later!" Iroha shouted after him, blush never once leaving her face. Then the minute he was gone, she turned back to me, eyes shining with adoration.

"Hold on there a sec Cupid; I thought you said you didn't like him?" I questioned her, a tilt of amusement embedded in my tone.

She glared at me, obviously not finding my statement amusing, as I did, "I-I don't like him…" she stammered, not making eye contact with me.

I chuckled, finding the situation getting more amusing by the second, "Sure you don't… you love him!" I swooned under my breath.

She whipped her head towards me, her eyes flaring, "What was that?" she asked her voice dark and dangerous.

I knew she hated when I teased her about Lui, so I decided to not piss her off and practically commit suicide. "Nothing! You heard wrong that's all!" I replied, tilting my head in a childish manner, my tone innocent and angelic.

She shot a suspicious glare back at me, before reverting back to her usual crazy, adventurous self. When she did this, I took a moment to exhale, relieved that I hadn't been brutally beaten up, or worse. The pinkette could be quite violent when she wanted to, and I really hated pushing her buttons. When I was actually stupid enough to tick her off, it usually ended up in a trip to the E.R., with Iroha frantically repeating the word, "Sorry," the whole ride there.

But I loved her anyway, no matter how many times she beat me up, mentally scarred me, and constantly tried to get me in the most dangerous of situations. But that was just what she did when she was having a good day, and I had yet to find out what she was like on her worst. However, thinking it through, I realized I didn't actually want to know, and found it better to stay on her good side.

Suddenly, at a random glance at my watch, I realized how late it had gotten. School was ending in about… my thoughts were interrupted by the bell, signaling the day was in fact, over. I grabbed Iroha's hand, leading her towards the dorm we both shared, brutally ignoring her protests of wanting to see Lui again.

"You can see him if you come with me," I reassured her, and she immediately brightened up, obediently following me, humming the whole way through. Sometimes she even passed in front of me in an effort to get to the dorm faster.

I smiled a secret little smile, "I could use her obsession with Lui for an advantage," I joked to myself, knowing perfectly well I wasn't that cruel and wouldn't dare stoop that low, especially for my best friend.

We had just traveled up one set of stairs, and were ready for the second set, when Iroha suddenly came to a stop, me crashing into her back. I mumbled a long string of curses, "What was that for?" I inquired angrily, but my friend was rooted on the spot.

Then looking over her shoulder, and I saw Rin, planting her little butt right in the middle of the stairs. I groaned, really not wanting to deal with whatever Rin had planned, especially not today of all days. But the self-satisfied smirk on the blonde's face made me know that we were in for an extremely long argument…