Hm, I wanted to write a story like this before, but I didn't know which characters to use. Then I remembered I promised OnigiRimi I'd write a Mikupo story, so... here we are now! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid and/or any of its characters.

Miku sat peacefully on the park bench, a thick book in hand. The sun above her shone happily, accompanied by only a few fluffy clouds. She flipped through the pages of her book slowly, running her fingers through her long, turquoise hair all the while. She loved the fresh, raw feel nature gave off. It was always so serene, even in a park with children running amok. Nevertheless, Miku felt like she was in her own world. Her own world of sweet calmness.

Especially today, seeing as she truly was alone. Miku had gone down one of the park's many paths the other day, a little further than usual. She ended up in a more deserted area of the park. In fact, there was only her. She liked this place, claiming it hers ever since she first found it. It was empty a lot of the times, too. Though Miku quite liked the peace and quiet she had alone.

Unfortunately, it didn't last for long.

"Miku! There you are!" A blond girl rushed over to where Miku sat, dodging a few bushes here and there.

"Hey, Rin," Miku greeted. She closed her book and placed it on her lap as soon as Rin plopped herself down on the bench next to her.

The girl tugged on her large, white hair ribbon a bit. "I don't get why you like to come here during our lunch break... It was a lot harder to find you today, you know! You normally don't come here. It's so vacant, and far off from where everyone actually is." Rin squinted her eyes as she stared back at where she had come from, emphasizing her statement. She couldn't see anyone at all from where they sat.

Miku shrugged. "It's nice here."

"Anyway," Rin sang out, "guess what!"

"Hm?"

"You know about Vocaloids, right?"

Miku nodded. "The singing robots you can customize, right? That's old news, Rin."

"Yes, I know! But this isn't!" she exclaimed. Rin pulled out a folded piece of paper and handing it to Miku. She opened it up and stared at its contents.

"What is this?"

"Oh, nothing! Just a letter from my dad. He's buying me a Vocaloid! You know how he's super busy and always out of town? Well, he's stopping by today, and staying for the whole week," she explained, "and we're heading straight to that Vocaloid place when he arrives!"

"That's great, Rin." Miku smiled. "But I don't get the point of a Vocaloid... It's a robot that sings. And?"

"It's not just that, Miku. They're quite human, you know—besides the no eating, sleeping and lack of emotions stuff... But you can hang out and sing with them, yeah?" Rin informed. "You can also make them sing songs you want them to. Some people even compose their own songs for them! It's amazing."

"Alright..."

"They're fun, too!" Rin added. "I mean, have you seen Leon with his Lola Vocaloid? That's my proof."

Miku blinked, her expression thoughtful. "Hmph... Can you believe we're already at commercial, fully-functional robots that can sing?"

"Miku... Don't make it sound like a bad thing with that bitter tone of yours."

"Well, technology is moving so quickly, Rin. Frighteningly so. Do you think, maybe, it will be the cause of our downfall?"

Rin stared at her friend. "Obviously, I don't have the answer to that. You're thinking a lot! More than usual," she noted. "Hmm... I've been thinking about how I should make my Vocaloid look," she wondered aloud, casually changing the subject.

"Make it look like your twin brother," Miku joked while handing the letter back to her friend. Rin quickly stuffed it back in her pocket.

She clapped her hands together. "You're a genius!"

"You really want to do that, Rin?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Well, why not?" Rin replied with a huff.

"I wasn't being serious... But alright," Miku hesitated. "Hey, I can't remember anymore... You can only customize the appearance of a Vocaloid, right? And not their voices? There are pre-made ones to choose from?"

Rin nodded. "Why so curious?"

"Just wondering. But it would be amazing... if you could make your own voice for it as well."

"Bahaha! Do you want a Vocaloid, too?" Rin laughed, poking her friend in the side teasingly.

Miku scowled. "No way!"

"Is it because of all that technology junk?" She frowned.

"I just don't see the point of having a Vocaloid."

"I already explained that to you," Rin reminded her. "Again, it's fun!"

Rin stood up abruptly, glancing down at her watch. Her sudden movement threw Miku off guard, causing her to jump in her seat a little.

"Oh shit! Class is starting soon!" Rin exclaimed. "Did you even eat lunch, Miku? Bah, never mind. We better get going or else we'll both be late for history!"

She hurried down the path, the more populated area in sight. Realizing that Miku hadn't followed her, she turned around. "Miku? You better come," she shouted loudly.

"I will! Just go ahead without me," she yelled in return.

Rin gave a curt nod before disappearing down the trail.

Miku got off the bench and did a quick twirl. She held onto her book tightly, gazing contently at her little area. It gave off such a peaceful feel, yet it was always so empty. Miku wondered why no one spent any time in her little spot. There was the lovely wooden bench in the middle, some nice, big, leafy trees bordering, along with many bushes and flowers.

But then again, if others were to hang out in this place, it would no longer be hers. It would probably lose its luster as well. Maybe it was the privacy and secrecy of it that made it so enchanting.

Miku bent down, lowering her face to a plain daisy sprouting from the grass next to a large bush. She gave it a quick sniff, then smiled. "I'll be back," she whispered into it, giggling softly.

She stood upright again, laughing. Miku turned around to head down the path and back to their school.

All of the sudden, a hand shot out from the bush behind her. It grasped onto her arm. Miku let out a terrified squeak. Her book fell onto the ground, bouncing ever so slightly. Miku tried to pull away, but whoever was hiding behind the shrub was inhumanly strong.

They tugged on her arm roughly before dragging her into the depths of the bush.

She screamed.

Oh no... this chapter is so short.

I kinda like it, though. :D