Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid and awesome song lyrics typed into this story. I bet you didn't even bother to read this, but if you did...carry on! ^^

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Chap 2:

"Hello Miss Hatsune, welcome to your new life," Mr. Kamui warmly greeted me.

"Oh my goodness...I don't know what to say! Thank you so much Mr. Kamui, I'm sure it will be a great pleasure working with you," I say excitedly.

"Please, call me Gaku. It's my "stage" name I suppose."

As soon as I was going to reply, thundering footsteps echoed through the hallway, as well as muffled words. I turned around in surprise as the door of Gaku's office swung open. A very angry girl stood before it, emitting rage from her eyes. I took a glance at the upset little girl. She was really pretty with her crystal clear cerulean eyes and delicate blonde hair. This girl could be a model with her looks!

"UNCLE GAKUPO! WHY IS SHE THE WINNER? YOU PROMISED ME THAT I WOULD BE FAMOUS!" screeched the girl who claimed to be Gaku's niece glared at me with fierce anger.

"You.." she hissed with pure venom, "you stole my spot, my dreams, my career!"

"Eh!? What? Gaku, what's going on...?" I said with complete confusion.

"Uh...well you see Miss Miku, this is my niece Rin. And erm," he said hesitantly, "we may have some complications about your future career."

Still confused, I look up to Rin. She had a smug look on her face told me that she had already won the game. The question was, what game were we all playing?

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"Wait, let me get this straight," I slowly said, "Rin will be an Idol and I won't?"

"Miss Miku, it's not exactly like that. You see, I'm looking for a vocalist for my niece. She will be lip syncing your recordings and will be dealing with all Idol related things. Plus, we've noticed that you aren't entirely up to date to society's image of an idol... Plus, the agency has looked for a more 'cuter' and 'innocent' looking idol," Gaku explained carefully.

Great. I'm not "pretty" enough. I won't lie to myself though, I've never really been that nice to look at.

"Please Uncle, you don't have to numb the facts. Look honey, the thing is that you aren't pretty, you aren't confident and you will never be able to handle all the stressed of an Idol. Me on the other hand is everything you can't be. Sorry, but it's the bare and obvious truth," Rin harshly told me.

I gulped at the little ferocious girl. She was serious about this, I could tell she would practically kill for an opportunity to becoming famous. I looked down at my shoes, not knowing what to say.

"Why am I needed then? Why go through the hassle of this competition?" I asked curiously.

"Uh well..." Gaku hesitated, "Rin isn't the best singer you see," he whispered.

"Oh, I see..."

"Miss Miku, Rin's debut will be next Saturday, or exactly one week from today. Rin will be performing three duets with Luka, Kaito and the boy you saw today, Len. For the grand finale, Rin will be performing a new song that you must compose yourself. Yes Miku, we've heard you have extraordinary songwriting skills so put them up for good use. I expect you to meet me at the Crypton Recording Studios Headquarters in downtown section of the city on Monday, 11 am sharp. See you then Miku, and here's my number incase you need anything," he added as he swiped his business card at me.

"Yes, thank you Gaku! I'll be seeing you two on Monday then, good-bye!" I say excitedly as I head out of the office, off to my condo that I shared with my best friend, Gumi Megpoid.

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"YOU WHAT?! YOU ACTUALLY AUDITIONED?! OH MY GOD YOU WON IT TOO?! I'm going to faint Miss Miku Hatsune! Why didn't you say anything?"

"Oh my gosh Gumi, calm down," I said, but the "calming down" was obviously not working.

"And you met the man of my dreams, LEN KAGAMINE? OH EM GEE, CAN YOU GIVE ME HIS NUMBER? I AM SO JEALOUS OF YOU MISSY!" Gumi screamed while jumping up and down on my bed.

We then both lay down on the bed in silence, looking at each other. Once we couldn't stand the silence, we both laugh unconditionally because of our own silliness.

"Wow Miku, what a dream! Hey, can I be a VIP if I can go to your concerts?" she exclaimed, getting all starry-eyed.

"Well, there's a complication Gumi. Don't you tell anyone this, ok?"

She nodded furiously, wanting to know more.

"I'm won't be the one performing. I'm not the person you'll see on the magazines or on TV. A girl named Rin will be lip syncing all my recordings or maybe she'll lip sync my real performances in back stage. Whatever it is, I'm not going to be the big Idol..."

Gumi gave me a sympathetic look as my face fell into a downcast. She went to the kitchen, bringing out two Dr. Peppers and a bag of chips.

"Well my pal-a-wal-gal, let's just celebrate that you actually managed to get into the damn fame business, ok?" she said sheepishly, holding up a nice cool can of soda up to my face.

"Alright Goom-goom, let's," I said with a small smile while I popped my soda.

We both clinked our awesome drinks together and "drank" the night away while munching on chips and laughing at stupid actors and singers.

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Well, Gumi went to work at the mall while I went to Coffee Cup, my local cafe. Coffee Cup is the best place for songwriting, after all. I walked down the old brick road, saying hi to Mr. Gray, an old war veteran who liked to take morning walks. Mr. Gray was a kind and courageous man. He also sold really good waffles during the afternoon to make money. His wife you see, is sick all the time so he needs the money to get medicine which is very pricey these days. Kids from the elementary would always stop by to buy a nice hot waffle. I remember I did when I was young and I still do, even in high school. Although it's summer, he still sells waffles. However, he sells them with delicious ice cream! Kids loved him- actually everyone in the town did.

After saying hello, I walked towards the coffee shop from heaven. The bell chimed as I entered the café. A song was playing too- I think it was Butterfly on my Right Shoulder by Len Kagamine. Yeah, that's his song. (Don't ask me how I know, ok guys?) My favorite waitress Miki gave me a small wave as I proceeded to the cashier desk. Miki was also my friend in school too, but she was a year older than Gumi and me.

"Hi there Miku, the usual I presume?" Miki said cheerfully.

"You know me too well Miki! Oh, and could you put some cream in my smoothie? I need the extra sugar for today," I reply with a smile.

"Sure! Anything for our best customer," Miki joked as she went to get my food.

I laughed and took my seat near the window. Opening my old Macbook, I opened up multiple music applications to play with. I smacked down my song book on the table as I began to scribble down lyrics for my new song.

"Miku! Your things are ready!" Miki called out.

"Ok, just a sec," I mumble as I finish to jot down a verse.

"Also, Mr. Haine! Your order is also ready!"

I swiftly walk up to the counter as I grab my strawberry smoothie and vanilla bean scones. I accidentally bumped into Mr. Haine or whatever. I gasped in surprise and apologize immediately. His eyes seemed to widen, but I'm sure it's my imagination. I sauntered back to my table, plopping down on my seat. As I scribbled things on my song book, my sixth sense felt someone right behind me, looking at my papers. Slightly irritated, I looked up. The guy I bumped into is right there, staring right into my eyes with apparent amusement on his face.

"Dude, do you need anything? 'Cause I'm trying to work here," I said, trying not to be rude.

Those same blue eyes gazed into mine. Those same? Now that I think about it, they do look familiar. Wait, could it be..? He smirked and opened his mouth to say:

"Just couldn't get enough of me, huh Miss Hatsune? Or should I say...contestant 97?"

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Hi readers! I just wanted to thank you so much for reading my story! Lol, I think I've said that before but whatever. Anyways, who do you think the "mysterious" Mr. Haine is? (It should be pretty obvious... :p) Also, I want to thank nekopyon and awesomex09 for either faving, following and reviewing! Once again, feel free to review if you have comments, criticism and questions! Thanks and bye~ :D (P.s, the setting is in modern Tokyo and a small english/japanese town in the middle of no where...sorry if it gets confusing...)