Easy as Cherry Pie and Tuna Rolls

Life on Earth has changed as we know it. Music and any form of art has become illegal, and the Vocaloids are on the run to prevent from going jail. But will they be able to prevent their feelings from getting in the way? And how will the new girl help love prevail?

Chapter 1: The Cherry Girl

Luka runs and runs, away from that place, not caring that her hood had fallen back and her long pink hair is streaming out behind her. At some point, she will have to stop and start making her way to the 2nd mansion in the last place anybody would look, Yokote, but for now, she will run until she finds a good enough hiding spot.

Ahead of the pink-headed girl, a beautiful red-head started walking across the street. She turned, saw the Vocaloid woman sprinting towards her, and froze, unable to move. Unable to stop in time, Luka crashed right into the girl.

Cursing under her breath, Luka stood up and started to move away again, but the red-head grabbed her arm.

"Wait!" the girl whispered. "You look… familiar."

"Look, I don't have time for this right now. I'm kind of in a rush, so if you could let me go…" The sound of sirens sounded in the distance, and Luka started to pull away.

"Uh! I know! You're that Vocaloid, Megurine Luka!" the girl exclaimed quietly.

"You can't tell anybody!" Luka's eyes widened. The sirens were getting closer.

"It's okay. I'm a Vocaloid too!" When Luka frowned, the girl continued. "Furukawa Miki. I'm the new Vocaloid! Plus, that law is totally stupid."

"Well, if you're a Vocaloid, then you should also be in hiding!" Luka finally pulled free and started running again.

"Wait!" Miki called, sprinting to catch up. "Can I come with you?"

"If you can keep up," Luka replied.

"'Kay, thanks!" Miki could tell that this was going to be the start of a beautiful friendship.

"Do you like anybody?" Miki asked. Luka glanced down at the 15-year-old, and blushed the colour of the red-heads hair.

"What would you know about that?" Luka asked, looking away.

"I've a couple of crushes," Miki grinned. Then she said seriously, "Ask him out."

"What? Haven't you ever heard of tradition? And besides, who has time for that kind of thing? During our crisis?!" Luka raged. Miki put her hands up in surrender. She popped her cherry-flavoured bubblegum with her finger, and then licked it off her finger, ever so innocently.

The two girls were sitting in a warehouse a block from Vocaloid Mansion 1 in Tokyo. Luka was planning to stop there to pick up some food and wigs. They also needed to change outfits so that they would be less noticeable to the police that almost caught them a few nights ago. They were trying to travel at night, so that there was a less likely chance of them getting caught. The sun was going down, so they had an hour before they could be on the move again. An hour to kill.

"I like somebody," Miki said quietly. Luka looked at her curiously.

"Len," Miki sighed happily. Luka glanced curiously at the young girl.

"How can you like somebody if you don't even know them?" Luka asked.

"Oh, come on! Like you don't know the feeling!" Miki exclaimed. Luka glanced around, then shushed loudly.

"You have to be quiet!"

"Looks whose talking," Miki said happily. "Anyways, cherries are amazing! So, who do you like?"

"I told you! Nobody!"

"Is it Kaito?" Miki asked.

Luka scrunched up her face. "Kaito? That freak? Uh, no way, nowhere, would that ever happen!"

"Hm… What about… Kiyoteru?"

"No. He's nice and all, but everybody knows he likes people who aren't the brightest." Luka shook her head. "And I don't mean to brag, or anything, but I consider myself quite intelligent."

"Gakupo?"

"…" Luka blushed brighter. "No…"

"So you do have a crush on him!" Miki exclaimed happily.

Luka bit her lip. "No. I am far to old and intelligent to have a crush on anyone."

"Whatever. You do like-like him, though, right?"

"I cannot believe I am having this conversation with a 15-year-old!" Luka muttered irritably under her breath. "I am a dignified, 21-year-old woman who deserves respect!"

"Ask him out."

Luka glared down at the girl. "No! I am going to have to wait for him to ask me out!"

"That will never happen. Gakupo is a gentleman, so he won't turn you down, but everybody knows that he like Lily." Miki said matter-of-factly. Luka glanced up. There was still about half an hour until they should move, but Luka couldn't stand it anymore.

"Come on, we're going," Luka told the red-head, standing up quickly. Miki followed suit. They wandered down the streets of Tokyo until they reached the mansion… which was surrounded by people.

Luka pulled Miki into the shadows just in time, for a woman at the back of the group had looked over at looked over in their direction. She had short brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing a pair of tight leather pants and a red tank top. Luka thought she looked oddly familiar, but from where, she didn't know.

"Come out, little Vocaloids! I only want an interview!" a man at the front of the group called. He had dark green hair and blue eyes, and was wearing a pair of denim overalls and a white t-shirt underneath.

"Syoko-sama, I am pretty sure that there is no one in there," a man at the front said. He looked shockingly similar to Hiyomi Kiyoteru, but that was impossible, because he had been murdered a couple years ago for singing. And it was in that moment that Luka realized why that woman had looked so familiar; she had looked very similar to Sakine Meiko, one of the first Vocaloids, and captured and killed two years ago, along with "Big" Al Little, Hatsune Miku, and Hiyomi Kiyoteru. Utatane Piko had also been captured, but he had either escaped, or attempted to; he had not been at what the government called the "purging process". It was just them burning a bunch of people who did artsy stuff.

A flicker in the top window caught her attention. A curtain had been moved in the attic window; the twins room.

Suddenly, Miki stepped forward. "I disagree! There are absolutely, positively people in that house. There truly are! You'll just never catch them."

Everybody turned to stare at her. She stood there, quietly, not moving, just smiling broadly at the paparazzi.

The lead reporter, Syoko, walked forward and stuck his microphone out to her. "What's your name, little girl?"

"Furukawa Miki. And I'm not little, I'm 15."

Luka suddenly realized that this was a distraction for her. She quickly ducked around back, and slipped easily inside the back door. She clambered up the stairs and into the hallway that led to her bedroom. She grabbed a couple of wigs, two brunettes. Then she ran s back to the stairs, and up to the attic.

Two startled gasps, and then whispers of "shut up!" confirmed Luka's suspicions. She stormed into the room and looked down upon Len and Rin, huddling just behind the door.

"Nee-chan!" the twins exclaimed, throwing their arms around Luka. "We're so glad it's you!"

"And if it wasn't myself, or any other Vocaloid, you could have gone to jail, or else have been killed."

"Well, the man told us to stay in here and be quiet until someone came for us."

"Strange man?"

"Yep. He had white hair, and green-blue eyes, and was wearing a black cloak," Rin stated proudly. Len continued: "And he said he was the man who saved us at the warehouse. He said he was a Vocaloid!"

"And you just trusted him, a complete and total stranger, when anybody could be working for the government?" Luka grumbled.

"Well," Rin looked down at her feet. "He looked familiar."

"Ya," Len agreed. "From Lily-nee-san's pictures."

"Did he have the marking?"

"Um… well, his neck was hidden, so we couldn't tell."

"Well, he sounds familiar, but we can't trust strangers, okay?" The twins nodded excitedly. "Good," Luka nodded. "Now, grab some wigs, we'll be traveling together. We should go meet Miki-chan." Luka turned away, but was interrupted by the twins.

"Who's Miki?"

"Just a girl I met."

"But… but you just said not to trust strangers!" Rin exclaimed. Luka turned on them, and they cowered.

"Len, Rin, I am a grown woman, and I make my own decisions. Besides, Miki has the mark. I checked a couple nights ago. Now, grab some clothes, get changed, and put on some wigs. I'll meet you in the kitchen in 5 minutes." Luka quickly rushed to the nearest bathroom (Miku's), and slipped into her new identity. Then she ditched her normal clothes on the floor and took off for the stairs.

The twins were standing at the top of the stairs, and did not look very excited to descend. They looked up. "There's someone down there!" Len whispered. Luka listened, and sure enough, there was a sound. A hum, in fact, that Luka had been listening to for the past week or so. Sighing, she scrambled down the steps, where she had just enough time to see a black cloaked figure sweep out the back door. Miki was standing, as if stunned, by the kitchen sink.

"…What just happened, Miki?" Luka asked. The twins clambered noisily down thee stairs behind her.

"I walked in here after convincing the paparazzi to leave, and then he was just standing there. He told me to 'be careful', and then he left." Miki stared after him, then turned to look at the other Vocaloids. "Hi, Luka-chan! And you must be Len and Rin? I'm Miki. Furukawa Miki. I'm the new Vocaloid!"

"Yes, Len and Rin, please put on your wigs," Luka said sternly. She threw her extra wig and clothes to the red-head, "And Miki, please change so you look more… normal."

Miki nodded eagerly and darted upstairs, the twins put on their wigs, and Luka grabbed some water bottles and food, stuffing them in a bag hooking it over her shoulder. Miki and the twins joined her, and slipping out the back door, and the four Vocaloids headed out to face the world together.

I know, I know, finally! But I'm putting a lot more effort into this story than Vampireloids, so expect better things of this one! The chapters will be longer and more detailed, and since I'm updating Vampireloids more often, I have to write those chapters more often. So that means a longer wait for this story. Sorry!

~Katize Luka