This entire work is probably the end result of staying up till 3AM too many weekends in a row playing project DIVA F2nd and Omega Ruby at the same time.

Each chapter is inspired by a particular song from that game (although I have ideas right about now for a couple of vocaloid songs not in the game). Some of the stories link closely to the message of the song, some take small liberties, and others follow the theme only in spirit.

Warnings vary by chapter as some songs are nice and others really aren't. It's also worth mentioning that a couple of the songs were based on the full source songs rather than the part source songs used for some DIVA songs (I'll specify where that is the case). Two songs were also additionally inspired by English Language covers of the songs in question.

The chapter titles are the names of the songs each chapter is based on, with the primary character/s after the song in brackets.

Chapter 1- Kagerou Daze (Aqua) - Warnings: Major character death

It was August 15th, and the heat of the sun was getting unbearable. Shelly was about ready to jump into the ocean if not for the ice cream she was holding. Beside her, Archie and Matt talked idly about some subject she didn't care enough about to pay attention to. Suddenly, the sound of rushing feet came to her ears. She looked up to find Matt running off into the road.

"Skitty!" He offered by way of explanation.

"Matt!" Archie yelled, chasing after him. Shelly made to follow, but as she stepped forwards, she was cut off by a truck that sped past. There was a screech of tires, but the brakes were applied too late. Shelly looked ahead but saw no trace of either of her teammates- only a river of blood trickling back towards her.

"Archie!" She screamed. "Matt!"

No reply came, and Shelly's legs gave out as the people around her ran about frantically, trying to figure out what had happened. She fell to the ground, unsure as to whether to scream or cry.

"Archie… Matt…"

When she woke up, it was midnight on August 15th. Shelly hit the clock beside her, convinced it had to be broken. She'd just seen her friends die, hadn't she? And that had been August 15th…

"You alright Shelly?" Archie's voice resounded around the room, and Shelly almost screamed before she realised the situation. She had been dreaming. It had to be.

"Nightmare." She sighed.

"Wow. That kinda sucks." Archie sympathised. "Anyway, get some rest."

As he walked off, she relaxed back against the pillows of her bed and took a deep breath.

The heat of the sun was unbearable as Shelly walked along that trodden path with Matt and Archie that day. The similarity to her dream unnerved her. Any minute she was sure she'd see that truck…

She looked around, and there it was, coming towards them. Ahead of her, Matt was beginning to chase a Skitty, and Archie was about to follow him…
She threw out a hand to stop her leader, jumped forwards and grabbed Matt by the shoulder, and pulled him back with all her strength. The man staggered back onto the path just before the truck passed by.

"Whoa…" Matt stared after the vehicle before turning to Shelly. "How'd you know?! It's like you're psychic or something today!"

"It just looked dodgy, that's all." She insisted. She didn't want anyone thinking she had psychic powers. She didn't even believe psychic powers were real.

"Well ya saved me." Matt smiled. "Bro, tell her how great that was."

A piercing scream cut Archie off before he could speak. Shelly looked upwards and saw the scaffolding collapsing. It buried them all.

A passer-by pulled Shelly from the wreckage, droning on and on in a relived tone how lucky she was to be alive. As she picked herself up, she realised there was no sign of Archie or Matt. She fought the bystanders to get back to the pile of twisted metal, searching it frantically. Peering through a crack, she saw Archie reaching for her hand. As she tried to grab hold of his arm, it fell limp to the ground and he didn't try to move again. Shelly screamed.

When she came to it was midnight on August 15th again and she stared at the clock in alarm for a few seconds before yelling in frustration. What was happening to her?

The next time they went out, Shelly managed to push Matt and Archie away from the falling scaffolding. But as they continued down the street, both men marvelling at her reflexes, a sinkhole opened in the ground below them. Again, Shelly was pulled to safety by a civilian while Matt and Archie plummeted to their deaths.

The day after, she'd convinced the two of them to stay home with her. Their base's roof collapsed on them.

The day after that, she'd taken them to the cliff by the lighthouse, away from any traffic or man-made structures to fall on them. Matt somehow fell into the sea and drowned.

Every time she cried out for them, only to find herself staring at the clock once again. August 15th. It was always August 15th.

Over hundreds of iterations, she'd worked out how to get them through most of the day while keeping the three of them alive. But something always went wrong. It seemed whatever she thought of, she couldn't win. It was after she'd watched Matt break through some railings and drag Archie down with him that she admitted she was cursed to watch them die over and over. It seemed there was only one thing she could do. One option left to try.

The next time, she didn't try to stop Matt chasing the Skitty into the road. But when Archie moved to chase after him, she pulled him back by the collar and darted out into the street. She was close enough to Matt that her fingers grazed his shoulder as the truck hit her.

She'd been a second too late.

When Archie looked up from where he'd been pulled to the ground, he saw no sign of Shelly or Matt.

He ran towards the scene of the crash, only to be greeted with a river of blood.

"Matt! Shelly!" He yelled, racing forwards, trying to at least get a glimpse of them…

Archie opened his eyes and stared at the clock in his room. Midnight, August 15th.

"Guess I failed again." He sighed.