Alright, guys! This is my first fanfiction series as Neko Neko-sama! It may not seem like it from this prologue but this is indeed a Vocaloid fanfiction.
Honestly... I don't have much to say... ^_^'
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ON WITH THE STORY!
Type, type, type
Type, type, type
Glasses flashed in the luminescent light of a computer screen as fingers lightly hammered away on a keyboard. A screen full of code was rapidly growing even more extensive in front of a young man who worked with an uncaring expression. Over his shoulder another person in the form a shadow peered at the text displayed across the screen from behind the man's four wheeled chair.
"Is it done yet?" The low voiced silhouette spoke.
His eyes scanned over the length of code, narrowing his eyes at certain spots, until after a bit he clucked his tongue and shook his head. Confidently he reached his hand forward, deliberately ignored by the man wearing glasses. His fingers continued to fly over the keyboard in disregard.
That was until the chair was suddenly pushed aside, sending the man spinning away from the desktop as the shadowed person, now recognizable as a tall boy with honey brown colored hair by the computer screen's light, took his place in typing.
"Don't let a lackey do a higher up's job…" He spoke with over imbued authority as the mentioned person shrugged indifferently from where he had been pushed out of the computer screen's view.
The boy glanced back towards him with the look of a superior prince.
"At least that's what I had told father…" He mumbled mostly to himself, eyeing the lackey with disdain.
The young man seated comfortably in his chair stared blankly at the insolent boy who was adding various bits to his carefully rendered code before, with the same vacant expression, raising his hand slightly to offer a lazy thumbs up.
With an annoyed scowl the boy turned back to the code. From his chair the lackey craned his neck around the body blocking his view to take a peek at the screen. He watched for a little while with an uninterested expression.
"Hey," He finally spoke in an aloof voice.
The boy made an "hmm" sound in a slightly more than irritated way. He then turned to face the speaker in a fluid motion, trying his best to keep an unattractive sour expression from his face. The lackey was silent for a moment.
"You're going to screw it up." He then stated bluntly.
The honey haired boy's eyes flared.
"It's not like it's even possible for me to make any more mistakes than you already have." He said, continuing to press various different keys thoughtfully.
"They're not mistakes." The lackey said evenly blowing on his bangs in boredom. He wondered why this person was so difficult to deal with.
"Shut up, I am just as qualified to do this as you." The boy threw his retort back. "Really, I'm not even sure why you were hired."
"Threatened." The lackey's finger began to tap against his chair's arm in an irritated way, although his voice did not betray any of his emotion. The patience he was using with this kid was finally beginning to run thin.
This time it was the boy's turn to be silent. The lackey did not interrupt again as moments ticked by in silence, aside from the clattering of the keyboard keys. After a while a few beads of sweat began to dot the boy's skin as he swam in the nervousness and heavy awkward air only he noticed floating around.
Soon he heard a series of beeps emitting from a different room along with a drifting sweet and cinnamon flavored scent that wafted through. The honey colored hair boy threw his hands down on the computer table in exaggerated thankfulness. The lackey did not break his silent stare as the boy began to hastily make his way from the room.
"Ah… Well I guess my cinnamon buns are done…" He said quickly backing towards and entry way.
"Cinnamon buns…?" The lackey kept his tone neutral.
"YES. My cinnamon buns, what is the big deal about it?" He said haughtily and finally left the room.
The lackey watched the entrance for a little while until the boy swung his face back around the corner.
"And don't do anything with that," He nodded his head in the general direction of the computer, "while I'm gone!" He gave one more contemptuous glare before he disappeared again.
Echoing footsteps faded away until they finally could no longer be heard. The lackey waited a few more seconds until he sprang forward in his chair to the computer. With a ridiculous amount of speed he reviewed over what had been forcefully added to his code. Then after giving a shrug, apparently able to accept that despite the boy's horrid personality he actually could live up to the skill of which he had claimed, once more abruptly began typing.
His fingers typed in a rhythmic pattern. Such a passion, no matter how silent and aloof, but still a passion, was put into the keys as if a song was being composed. It grew more and more intense, the lackey leaning forward, his placid face coming right in front of the screen until suddenly, he just stopped.
There was a small clatter from the chair as he slumped backwards heavily and put a hand to his forehead. Peeking out a widened crack in between his fingers he saw the screen. Slowly he removed the hand from his face and placed it on the mouse. He rolled his thumb over the track ball and began dragging the cursor until it hovered over the selection which indicated what he had been doing was finished.
Would you like to save?
Poised to click, the man paused as he was unpredictably interrupted by the return of the boy with a steaming pile of glazed and frosted cinnamon buns adorning a floral plate in hand. As his gaze came to a rest on the lackey, craning his neck around to peer at him as his body arched over the keyboard and obviously having disobeyed him, he froze. He became even more rigid as he saw what was on the screen.
"WHAT IN THE HOLY NAME OF HELL IS THAT?"
"That," The lackey replied in a satisfied way, "is the virus."
"…WHAT?"
Displayed across the computer screen was a very simplified chibi cat. The majority of its body was white with a pink belly and tipped paws and tail. The face it had was the common emote of ":3" with blush marks. To top it off a black collar was hung around its neck, along with a bell that bobbed as the cat swayed happily back and forth in a standing position on its back paws. Summing it all up, it was indeed a super cute cat.
"Ah~" The lackey sighed in a dazed way. "Isn't it so cute…?"
The boy swung his dark brown eyes to him in disbelief.
"NO! What has gotten into you?"
"Well can't you just imagine it going through someone's hard drive and exclaiming," His voice was a slightly raspy whisper as he spoke, leaning back in his chair, "'Nyan~ I've come to infect you with a virus~"
There was silence until a ridiculously outraged expression slowly began to fill the boy's face with the same quality of someone pouring a glass of water.
"What the hell? Don't put your weird fetishes into this!" He said disgustedly, shifting his cinnamon buns to one hand and lunging towards the mouse with the other. "Change it now!"
He was surprised when a strong and steady grip caught him halfway. The menacing look that filled the man's face startled the boy and he paled.
"I can't allow you to tamper with this level of adorableness…!" The man's voice was cold and threatening.
The boy narrowed his eyes, taking this exchange as a challenge of power and a chance to prove how good he was.
"We'll just see about that…!" He muttered angrily and prepared to dash, his eyes flicking to the mouse. The man saw this movement and lunged as the boy burst forward, only somewhat too slow.
They impacted shoulder against shoulder with the hard thud of bodies colliding with each other. Each grunted and strained against the others weight, thinking of how to outwit the other. A bit brighter than the boy and analyzing the situation carefully, the man quickly came up with an idea.
It was a blur as he brought his opposite elbow around into the boy's stomach, causing him to double over slightly with a gagging sound. Following up he then brought his other arm around and swung his forearm into the hand of which the boy had his cinnamon buns, sending them flying through the air. A well placed kicked to the boy's abdomen next sent him crashing to the ground as the sound of shattering china echoed from the floor.
Breathing heavily on the ground the boy whipped his head to look at the ravaged cinnamon buns and plate with ferocious eyes then whipped back around to stare at the man furiously, his enviably nice and fluffy hair a wild mess around his face.
"You bastard…!" He growled through clenched teeth, pupils dilated and vibrating within his irises.
"Eh? What's that?" The lackey asked and held up a hand, beckoning the boy forward. "Come at me, then!" He continued with a laugh, his head tilted to the side and a cheerfully menacing look on his face.
Trembling with rage the boy clutched his fingers tightly in one hand and full on charged the lackey with his fist, springing up from where he had fallen on the ground. Moving with speed the man was able to dodge the sudden rush but was unprepared as the boy tactfully brought two enclosed fists down across the man's back.
The man staggered but retained a thundercloud expression as his knees buckled under him and the boy caught his neck in a choke hold.
"Eh heh heh…" He chuckled darkly from behind then ceased as the man began to pry at his arms with success. The boy became red in the face as he began flexing his arms as tight as he could against the man's strong hands.
"You…" he breathed out heavily, "you think you can…" again he panted some more, using his other arm to pull the one holding the man tighter. "Win…?"
Both of the men were sweating from the fight and puffing out breaths of air that were practically visible in the air. Each one's hair was extremely ruffled and their clothes un-tucked and rumpled in random places. A tie which the man had been wearing hung askew and loosely from against the bottom of his neck.
They stood like that getting their bearings for a brief moment. Then with a sudden burst of energy the man thrust his fist upward blindly. The balled up hand's knuckles caught the boy squarely in the jaw and he faltered backwards, releasing the man. Quickly the man placed his hand on top of the boys head and thrust him downward into a kneeling position, keeping a firm hold of his hair.
"Wait." The lackey spoke with a dull tone again.
The boy looked up with a bead of sweat running down his neck, noticing the lackey had also once more resumed his aloof expression. His face was a question mark as the lackey pointed a finger discreetly at the computer screen.
"What is that…on the screen?" His query sounded as if it lacked any real interest.
Wondering the boy turned his face to the screen and was struck with shock. He and the lackey met eyes and then simultaneously rushed over to the computer.
What seemed to be a small chibi-fied flele was strolling along the desktop background at a leisurely pace. As the two people neared the screen three surprise marks appeared by its head and it turned to face them.
The flele was a young girl with long, wavy brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. With those eyes she returned the stare she received from the owners of the computer she was occupying for a second. Almost instantly she then awkwardly looked away and blushed with an anxious face. Both parties were silent unsure of what to do.
"H-hajimemashite…?" A small nervous voice came from the computer speakers as the small flele girl moved her mouth.
The lackey's face became slightly paler as the boy's broke into complete outrage.
"Wh-what do we do?" He yelled, clutching his hair in his fingers in a state of panic.
"Ah~" The lackey said monotonously as he inspected the flele closer. "It's so cute…" She responded even more erratic blushes and o faces.
The boy's eyes shifted around the room spasmodically and came to a rest on the lackey. He heard a small scream of terror, which was then quickly stifled, from the computer as he brought his balled up fist back and swung it straight across the lackey's face without warning.
As the man fell to the ground unconscious as a pile the boy ran forward and grasped the mouse possessively.
"I know; I'll just delete it, right? Yeah…" His eyes strayed to the lackey. "And now that idiot can't stop me from getting rid of this thing, no matter how cute it is…" He refocused on the small girl who looked up in horror at the boy's desperately crazy expression.
"E-eh?" Her voice had become high pitched with fear. After glancing hysterically to the two sides of the computer in confusion she began to sprint for the edge of the screen for which she had been going towards before.
Unfortunately she was not quick enough as she ran straight into the boy's cursor and was rebounded straight onto her back.
"Hahaha… I've got you now!" The boy laughed as he clicked the mouse into her shirt and began dragging the small chibi across the screen and up towards the trash bin.
The flele girl struggled frantically and flailed for a few seconds before turning a fearful gaze towards the boy. As she noticed his smug expression her fright filled eyes were replaced with furious ones.
"SCREW YOOOOU!" Her voice blared angrily through the speakers as she brought her fist up and around against the mouse.
To her surprise she actually managed to knock herself loose and began to tumble down the screen, straight towards the save box which the lackey had never clicked.
Would you like to save?
With a startled "oomph" the girl's small body crashed against the first of the two buttons.
Yes.
The boy let out a sound of disbelief as the screen froze. A small timer appeared over the brown haired girl as her face was frozen in a wide eyed expression of surprise. Within the locked screen the code of 0's and 1's racing by and the kitty cat virus continuing to sway happily were the only things to move. After a few more seconds the cat raised its paw in a victorious pose with a happy expression.
"Download complete, nya!" A cute and sweet voice came from the speakers until the cat gave a small wink before closing and disappearing with the code.
"WHAT? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?" The boy slammed his fist against the computer desk as the lackey began to stir on the floor.
"Hmmm…?" He murmured rubbing his eyes and began yawning, only to wince in pain at the bruise that was beginning to form on his face. "What's happenin'…?"
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW!" The boy yelled back and desperately tried to move the mouse cursor as the flele girl began gently drifting down from where the save box had been. When she hit the ground her eyes were closed.
After a few seconds she blinked twice sleepily and then snapped her eyes open. Right away her eyes locked with the boy's and she made a mad dash for the black edge of the screen once more.
"Shit!" The boy cried as the mouse began moving again. She was nearly to the edge when he began rolling the cursor ball ferociously in a horribly futile attempt to halt her. The last thing he saw as she finally dissolved off the far said of the screen was a long, brown cat tail.
"Damn it!" The boy threw the mouse down in frustration.
"Calm down," The lackey spoke while rubbing his cheek, "It will still be on the hard drive." He continued just as the computer screen went completely black and sparks suddenly flew from the where the hard drive should be. It grew into a mini fire, then promptly exploded, fizzling itself out. A stream of smoke was left billowing from it.
"…ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" He yelled again in outrage then calmed down and unexpectedly smiled to himself.
"Hey, hey," He grinned and pointed at the lackey who just looked at him. "You were saving periodically on the hard drive you were given, right?" His eyes were full of hope.
The lackey stared blankly at him then opened his mouth to speak. He then closed it again and reached into his back pocket. From it a black flash drive was presented to the boy who was by then stricken into dumbfounded silence.
"Do you mean this…?" The lackey said in an uncaring voice.
The boy's face grew very red. In his anger he reached down and threw the four wheeled chair across the room. Air stirred the lackey's hair as it just barely missed his already bruised face. The boy threw his fist into the wall, creating a large hole.
"WHAT THE F-
For the sake of our viewers we are going to end the prologue here, nya! Please read the next chapter, and review this one, nyu!
-Uirusu
Well there you go! The prologue chapter! Next chapter we will actually be in with the Vocaloids and hopefully have interesting stuff happen.
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