I was bored, and this came to mind. Depending on which ones you guys like best, and which ones I know I can expand on, I might just write a completely new story revolving around that one shot.

Disclaimer: ONLY ONE. And I don't own Vocaloid.

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ONE: Cheater

Luka gripped the steering wheel as tight as she could, the radio a mere hum in the background while the heater kept her warm, although she knew her anger could do it itself. Her face was nearly all red.

The house she sat in front of was none other than Hatsune Miku's, all the lights shutting off one by one, eventually leaving everything dark. Luka slowly turned her head to the side, watching as said girl stood in front of her door, locking it before turning around and running to the car.

"Sorry..." she mumbled, gently shutting it. The cool air made Luka's skin grow goose bumps, and she hurriedly put the car in drive, not knowing why she was rushing to the clinic. She knew why she was mad, Miku knew why she was mad – and they both knew it was the reason the ride was silent, the low hum of the radio their only source of escape.

The pinkette brushed a hand through her bangs, sighing, "What time do you have to get there?" She kept her tone steady, trying to sound as normal as possible. Miku quickly checked her phone and set it down, clenching it between both of her hands.

"Thirty minutes," she quietly replied, looking out the window.

Nodding, Luka turned up the volume and sighed when the song overpowered her thoughts, allowing her some time to peacefully think without being stressed about the situation. However, when Miku reached over to turn it down, she flinched and glared at her for a second.

"Look–"

"I don't want to hear it, Miku," Luka shot back immediately, feeling the tears welling in her eyes. She gripped the wheel a little tighter once she came up to a red light, watching the people hurriedly walk across the street, either on their phones or stuffing their hands into their pockets, "You already said enough."

Miku took in a deep breath, then threw her purse between her feet, "Oh really? Last I checked, you were the one who refused to listen to me."

"I don't need to listen to your bullshit."

"So it's bullshit now, huh?" Miku scoffed with a chuckle, shaking her head, "I think the way you're acting is."

Luka stepped on the gas pedal a little too hard – the two jerked and she took in a shaky breath, trying to concentrate on keeping them from dying. "So me being hurt about what you did is bullshit?" she asked, her anger boiling and ready to start pouring out, like her tears. "You were the one who cheated on me! How am I supposed to act after that?!"

"It was an accident!" Miku screeched, kicking the door with her heel. By now, both of them were shedding tears, but Miku's looked more like tears of frustration. Luka let out a shivering sob and slowed to turn at the parking lot, neither of them ready to head into the clinic.

"Accident my ass! You and I both know you don't drink, and you didn't just randomly fall on top of Piko and have sex!" Luka shot back, shutting the car off. She watched as Miku furiously rubbed her eyes while trying to lift her purse.

Miku opened the door furiously, glaring daggers at the people walking on the sidewalk across the street, "You know what? Whatever. I'm done."

With that, she slammed the door closed and left Luka to sit in her car, heading into the clinic for her pregnancy test. Luka yelled in anger and punched her horn, letting it sit there for a few moments before she removed it, wiping her tears and turning the car back on. She knew Miku was going to call Piko to pick her up, and the mere thought disgusted her. After three years of loving the same girl and trying to maintain a healthy relationship, Luka had lost the woman she loved the most to a mere one night stand. Everything up to that point had been for nothing. Nothing.

That night after she checked her Facebook, she threw up nonstop into her toilet after reading Miku's post:

I'm pregnant! – with Utatane Piko

AN

HOW COULD I DO THIS?! Ugh, I hate myself. I made Luka suffer so much, and now I hate Piko even though he's done nothing but exist. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed... although this ending was so... SKFJK;LSJGKA. DON'T HATE ME.

So, these mini one shots give me a chance to write one new chapter a day while you guys wait for my main stuff to be updated. Cool idea, huh? Anyway, if you want to request a theme or a topic or a scene, don't hesitate to tell me! Later!