Hello readers! I'd really like to thank everyone who has faved, followed and reviewed so far. I have never gotten so much success for the first chapter before!

In saying that, I feel guilty. I've taken a month and a half to update only to give you a chapter that just barely surpasses 1000 words. I've tried my best to make it interesting and help set up the plot. I also wanted to add a little more colour to Yuki, since she just got a thorough description of her appearance last chapter and no real character. I hope you enjoy her personality as much as I do.

And if that doesn't excite you, you'll get more Miku at the end ;)

~ The Android Idol ~

Chapter 2 ~ The Second Gamble

"Are the calculations complete?"

"Yes."

"What are the SAT's?"

The male data-collaborator opened the requested document for Yuki on one of his screens, displaying notes and graphs referring to Hatsune Miku's success.

"Hatsune-san still remains a powerful figure in both Japan and Indonesia, but lacks in world-wide popularity, increasing by a mere average of 1.2 per cent with the release of each song."

She felt a nagging suspicion. "And how is the K-pop industry going?"

"Rather well," he said, scrolling through the pages to find the relevant data. "TI's girl group, Definition of Perfection, has hit the number six spot on the world-wide best-seller's list with their new album 'See Hear Feel'."

They should have called it 'See Her Fall,' thought Yuki as an image of the band leader's perfectly trained smirk assaulted her mind.

"Hmm… seems like we'll have to enter her after all," she mumbled.

"Pardon?"

"I've been researching about the Stars on Earth competition and thinking about entering Hatsune-san."

"That's a good idea. It'll break the media cycle for her."

"I know, but it's tough competition, and we'll have to expose Hatsune-san to other people without much distance which could provide to be dangerous for her."

"Well, that seems to destroy the point of the experiment."

"The point?" she asked with a pointy tone.

He shrugged. "Just an opinion, but if Hatsune Miku is supposed to learn human responses, shouldn't being around other people help?"

"I've been thinking the same thing, but we're in a difficult position. She's a billion yen robot, so we can't have her damaged."

"You're forgetting, they could've made Hashimoto-sensei's technology into anyone and the experiment would be the same. The only reason why they chose Miku was because she could pay for herself. It's the only way they could financially support the experiment."

Yuki gazed at the ceiling as she thought about his words. "True, and if we don't get the overseas audience to relate to her, we'll land ourselves into one of Japan's largest debts." And then her eyes grew wide as she began to form the perfect plan. "Please excuse me. I have some important research to do now." After snatching up her notebook, she bowed. "Thank-you for your time."

"Uh- no problem. I get payed to do this anyway."

But the door creaked shut before he finished.

"Good morning, Honda-san."

"And you too, president-sama," said Yuki as she lay her folder on the desk and sat in a chair opposite Eiji, smoothing out the non-existent crinkles in her pencil skirt.

Eiji noticed, "You seem excited about something."

"I am, president-sama," she said, "You've heard the recent results about Hatsune's success already, haven't you?"

He nodded, "Tragic, they were."

"But! I have a plan to break through to the world."

"Oh! Now I'm excited too!" said Eiji as he rubbed his palms together.

She opened the folder to the first filled plastic sleeve and slid it across the desk. "I've decided that, to get Hatsune Miku noticed, we need to change her; both her image and personality. The researcher I spoke to yesterday suggested that, if we are to enter her into Stars on Earth, we should let Hatsune interact with her fans and colleagues more, perhaps make some friends."

He cocked an eyebrow as he turned through the pages of the folder, each showing the profiles of some young adult with extraordinary talent in the fields of dancing, music or fashion.

"I propose forming a new image team for Hatsune-san of experts around her programmed age. Having people around her whom she can relate to will help to develop her personality more effectively than Hashimoto-sensei's examinations and lessons ever could."

"It's an interesting idea, but how do we know if they'll all get along?"

"We don't, but if we're going to have a chance at winning one gamble, we'll have to make another, won't we?"

With his chin resting on his clasped hands, he nodded before closing the folder. "But which three individuals do you think will be the best for the job?"

"That choice was an easy one. I suggest we contact Akiyama Sakura, Yamauchi Isao and Lee Jun as soon as possible."

Daichi held up a red card. "What does this colour remind you of?"

"The ribbon Honda-san wore yesterday."

His lips pursed. That was not the answer he was looking for. "Yes, yes, but what about any emotions you see in this colour."

"Colours have emotions?"

"No! I mean- no, they do not. Remember, certain colours are associated with different emotions. Often people associate red with anger."

"But why would they do that? Red is a pretty colour."

"Yes, but red is often a symbol of violence. It's the same colour as blood."

"Why don't people like blood? It keeps them alive."

"But if you lose it, then you'll die."

"But I won't die because I don't have blood."

"No, no! When I said 'you' I didn't mean… you!"

"But that makes no grammatical sense."

With the frustration building up in Daichi, he decided it was best to replace the red card with blue. "What does this colour remind you of?"

"The ribbon Honda-san is wearing right now."

"Wha-"

"Hashimoto-sensei?"

That explains it, he thought, standing and turning to greet Yuki with a bow. "What brings you here, Honda-san?"

"I have a message for the both of you," she said, a smile creeping to her face as she focused on Daichi, "Hatsune Miku is entering the social stage of the experiment now."

Daichi threw back his head. "HAHA! Finally!" He bowed deeply, "Arigatou, Honda-san!"

"You're welcome."

"Social?" asked Miku, cocking her head.

"Yes, Hatsune-san," said Yuki, grinning, "Two weeks from now, you'll be meeting three new companions. They'll teach you how to become human."

Miku barely understood anything. "Are there special teachers for learning how to be human?"

Daichi, reading beyond Yuki's frustrated wrinkles, said, "Don't bother face-palming. My face has a permanent handprint now."

"I wish I could deny it," cheeked Yuki.

"What's a face-palm? Is this how you do it?" asked Miku as she allowed her head to fall into her hand with a little too much enthusiasm. "Ow!" She massaged her nose. "Did I do it wrong?"

Yuki and Daichi pinched their lips, only to result in an embarrassing snort from the both of them replaced by laughter.

"H-Hatsune-san! You're just too cute!" squealed Yuki.

"How is pain cute?"

Daichi's eyes snapped wide open. "It isn't. Sorry for making you think so."

Ooh… Looks like Daichi has some Miku issues.

Once again, sorry for the short chapter. I know most of it was exposition but it was essential to setting up the situation for the fabulous Miku-chan to achieve great things!

And I hope you found Miku's character to be enjoyable. Most people characterise would characterise Android Miku as being cute, but not many would make her annoying. If I had to ask Miku questions like Daichi, I'd be really pissed off by all her misinterpretations!

Anyway, next chapter, we get to meet three new and very important characters and watch their reactions to landing a job with Hatsune Miku. There will be pretty dresses, adorable sisters, angry moms, music addictions and break-ups galore! I strongly suggest you favourite, follow and review for next month's dramatic chapter!

Sayanara~!

- Scarlet Curls