Hey ppl! Yea, I'm still alive, but still a little rusted :D I've started this new thing... well, I basically write something after getting inspiration from a song but sometimes it has nothing to do with the song itself. It's just based on the rhythm and how I listen to it- nothing to do with the lyrics! Yadayada... so enjoy! Wait.

Disclaimer: Do I really have to do it? Yes, the Vocaloids and Spirited Away don't belong to me... MEANIE.

Song: World's End Dancehall

Vocals: Hatsune Miku and Luka Megurine

Drabble #001

"C'mon, Miku, dance!" Rin was shouting excitedly, flapping her arms enthusiastically.

They were in a pub, and Rin had gotten too high on alcohol. Miku too, felt drowsy and dizzy with the influence of the rainbow lights that were shining on everywhere, its radiance emphasising on the different characters in the pub. Miku shook her head, and that simple action made her head spin. The music was at its loudest, blaring through the speakers. The DJ looked as though he were deaf, standing motionless except for his limbs; his legs were tapping against the ground rhythmically and his hands flying over the gadget in front of him.

Miku pressed her hand to her head, feeling rather giddy. Oh, perhaps she shouldn't have agreed to go out with Rin and Len! Luckily for them, they were of legal age to drink alcohol. Rin was shaking her violently by the shoulders, such that she felt as though she wanted to vomit. She cupped her hands over her mouth, feeling bile in her mouth already. She swallowed it back accidently and its bitter taste stung her throat. She reached out for that bottle of mineral water in her bag, as Rin left, dragged by a half-conscious Len. She immediately gulped down some water, still feeling nauseous. Uncomfortable with the music that had picked up pace, she stumbled out of the pub, pushing and squeezing her way through the crowd of teenagers that were dancing so haphazardly that she almost got kicked in the knee. After much effort, she was able to get out of that maze.

Pushing the metal doors open, she breathed in deeply, relishing the fresh air outside. She staggered away from the loud, resounding echoes that were ringing in her ears and sank to her knees. She tried covering her ears but could still hear the shrill sound of the electric guitar and the squealing of the metal singer… she tried her best not to think about them. Hesitantly, moving in slow and deliberate movements, she hugged her knees and lowered her head such that it was touching her knees. She tried to breathe normally, in a steady rhythm. Well, at least her head was not pounding like it was in the pub. Miku sniffed, looking up and burying her face in her teal pigtails. Shuddering, she rubbed her arms as she felt the coldness of the silent night and internally slapped herself for not bringing a jacket. Now, she was stuck in a pink tank top and mini-skirts that made her look so indecent. She sighed, pressing her cool fingertips to her forehead. She needed to get Rin and Len out of the place before anything bad could happen. However, before she could get up, a figure had pinned her to the wall. She caught sight of a mass of blue, striking blue hair before a look at the man who had done so.

"Hey there, sweetheart…" the man purred, leaning in to sniff her perfume.

Okay, so there was something wrong. Terribly wrong. She felt her heart throbbing steadily against her ribcage, carving out a steady rhythm. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping that the man was not intending to do anything terrible to her. An imaginary scene flashed across her mind, one that was made up from words that resounded in her mind.

"Alone on a cold night… Man stalking young girl… Deserted aisle… Dead quiet… Man pinning girl to the wall… Leaning in…" she thought.

The man was leaning in, closer, closer! It was too close for her liking. He smelt of cigarettes and alcohol and it made Miku want to vomit. She shifted her face such that she would not be facing him at all. Desperately, Miku tried to stop him.

"Uh… excuse me… I don't… I don't feel so comfortable…" she hinted, squeaking.

"Ah… then I'll make you feel comfortable…" he reached out a hand to stroke her face.

"Eep!" she squeaked silently. This was going the wrong way and this was one dirty-minded psycho!

Miku could not stop him at all; he was so much taller than she. He also had extremely conspicuous muscles bulging on his arms. Miku crossed her fingers for a miracle…

"The lady wishes to stop, why force yourself on her?" A lithe voice asked, answering Miku's prayers.

The man spun around, glaring dangerously at the newcomer. He had long, sleek hair that was as black as onyx which reached to his shoulders and his fringe almost hid the emerald eyes that pierced the man with the deepest loathing. His face was lean and so foreign, yet so elegant. His lips were a cherry-blossom pink, parted as he breathed in.

"Go away," the man ordered; his voice rough and low.

"I should be saying that," the boy shot a Cheshire cat smile, raising his palm.

The man looked shocked, fear and defiance mixing in his eyes. And he ran away. The man fled away into the darkness. Miku breathed a sigh of relief, her clammy hands covered in cold perspiration. She was trembling, but only slightly.

"Are you okay?" the voice was laced with concern and worry.

"Yeah… Ah… Thanks…" her voice was feeble and weak.

The boy inched forward hesitantly. When he came into the light, Miku could see that he was in a traditional midnight blue kimono that was decorated with white, elegant dragons. Miku suppressed an overwhelming urge to laugh out loud. Instead, she stood up and bowed to the boy.

"I'm Hatsune Miku, who are you?" she wondered lightly.

"Kohaku Nushi Nigihayami. But you can call me Haku."

MW: I know right! Yes, a little weird and crazy but Haku appears! Yay! Okay, that was lame. Please, give constructive criticism and not just flaming on how you think whatwhatwhatblahblahblah stuffies. Don't mind my grammar and stuff. And there's that! I'd probably update about... earliest next week so don't BUG me or go all 'MUST REVIEW SOON!' on me.

Mercurywaters~ *\(^o^)/*