I do not nor shall I ever own Vocaloid. This story is for fun and entertainment, no profit is being made whatsoever. *Lawyer takes the gun away from my head*
"Oh crap! Did he say that would be on the test? Dang it, why cant I focus?" Miku Hatsune thought to herself as she scrambled to catch up on her history notes. It really was a pointless question; Hatsune knew why she couldn't concentrate. She just couldn't take her eyes off of the goddess before her.
Luka Megurine.
Luka had transferred to Miku's school about a month ago, and already she was the talk of the town. Luka was an excellent student, top of the class. She was the desire of every boy on campus, and the envy of every girl. She had lived in England when she was a child and could speak English fluently, though since moving back to Japan she had gained a thick Japanese accent.
Luka was tall, with long, silky pink hair that flowed past her waist. She had the softest sky blue eyes. No matter the situation she always managed to look serene, and relaxed; although her face always had a certain seriousness about it.
The bell rang loudly in Miku's ears; she was still missing a page or two of notes. "Oh, great", Hatsune sighed dejectedly. She packed up her things as the teacher cleared to board. She walked from the classroom with her head bowed, long green pigtails dragging on the floor, dejection in her emerald eyes. She was too busy banging her head against her locker to notice someone calling her name. She only turned around once she felt a firm tap on her shoulder. She didn't know whether to be elated, or wish she hadn't as the blood rushed to her face. An electrifying sensation ran down her spine then over her body. Luka.
"Um, hello Hatsune-san", she said politely.
It took Hatsune a moment snap out of her stupor, "Oh! Hello Megurine-san, and please call me Miku."
"Alright, if you call me Luka"
Miku nodded.
Luka smiled, "Anyway I noticed you'd dozed of in history," Miku's face turned ten shades darker than her normal complexion, "so I wanted to offer you my notes to copy, I've already studied the material so you can keep them as long as you want." Luka handed a sizeable pile of paper to Miku.
"Uh, really? Are you sure Luka?" Miku asked, not wanting to inconvenience her heart's desire.
Luka smiled and nodded, "Yeah, it's totally fine. I prefer to study from the textbook anyway. I appreciate your consideration though."
"Well if you insist. Thank you so much Luka!" Miku beamed.
"Don't mention it." Luka smiled.
Miku stood smiling for a few moments until her brain kicked in, "I'd better be off, my dad hates it when I'm late." She turned to bolt down the hall. "And thanks again!" She called over her shoulder.
"I said don't mention it!" Luka called after her. "I'll see you around." Luka called as she to turned to leave.
Miku practically glowed with happiness as she slid into the backseat of her father's car.
AN: HAHA I HAVE RETURNED! And I bring with me the awesomeness of the pink haired yuri! I don't get it every yuri couple I like has one pink haired girl in tit: Marisa/Tana, Miku/Luka,.... Anya/Nunally *hides*. Anyway my friend recently got me hooked on Vocaloid, and the first time I saw Magnet I thought Luka was cannonogicaly lesbian, but alas tis not to be. I'd like to thank, syllogysm on youtube whose AWESOME Magnet, PV inspired this story.