Ahah! I'm sorry for the long time it took! I was supposed to write after the poll finished, but it took three days after. Sorry! And just saying that the updates will be longer because I have alot of project, not only in Vocaloid. For Divergent, Kuroshitsuji, Final Fantasy 7, maybe for Hetalia Axis Power and Soul Eater. And maybe also Final Fantasy 13-2 and Hunger Games. All that combined with school, way less time to update. Soorryyyyyy! Forgiiiive meeeee!
Hmm... In this chapter, we don't talk much about the Ocs, about Uta... I don't know why truly. But it end up like this (I didn't planned anything for this chapter, and it end like this).
Len P.O.V.
We arrived beside a theater, or whatever was this thing where this EXIT TUNES group was playing. I didn't care to know in what kind of place they were. I only wanted to know who they were.
The assholes! Now that we were famous, that the Yamaha School had finally something EXIT didn't have… They ruined it by creating their own. Even if they are plain new, they seem to already be popular, even if, at least, the half is from Exit Tunes.
"Here it is." said Melody Sakura, a fifteen-years-old girl with short brown hair and blue eyes. She was currently wearing a t-shirt and a mini-skirt, as usual. Melody was our fan number one and a classmate of us, going in the Yamaha School. She hated EXIT TUNES as much as all of us, and the entire Yamaha's students. Why? Because. It's a grudge that was set at the very beginning of both of the schools, when they were built. I think it's the founders who hated each other's, making all the person going to this schools, teachers and students, hating the other school.
I read the panel where was written MELTDOWN. The name of their band, huh? Tch. Not as creative as ours.
Gumo opened the double door to saw a giant crowd, waiting for the show to begin. Then, the lights turned on, the spotlight toward the stage, where seven people was standing, each in a different position. They were all different: a dual-colored eyed guy – that I have the feeling to know - , a girl with a scar on her face, a girl with violet hair, a pink-haired girl, one with lighter pink hair than the famous singer Luka Megurine, a caramel-colored haired girl, a blond one wearing a corset and a shota boy. A REAL one, compared to me. Because I AM NOT a shota. At all. They began to play a song, which was powerful. The beat was good and the lyric awesome. But I hate it. Because it's them who sing it. What is the name of the song yet? I could buy it on ITunes…. NO LEN! They are our enemies. Even if their songs are good, you don't buy them. You illegally download them. That's it. They won't make money with it like that.
Then, I saw a white-haired girl looking at me – or more at my band plus Melody – with a look of panic in her eyes. She was one of these EXIT TUNES students! I remember seeing her at a fashion parade competition between our schools. She was against Lily, the best designer at our school. I remember her collection of clothes, which was by the way fabulous – I meant horrible. She had talents. Wait! I'm supposed to say she was miserable. Alright, I'll stop lying. The clothes she made were purely awesome, all different style and color which fits perfectly. The models were beautiful (the girls were! And for the boys, Rin said so…). She won at unanimity. Lily also had great clothes, but they were far away from the detailed one of this girl. The white-haired girl clothes were always full of tiny details which add to the feeling of perfection they had. A simple fold changed everything. This girl, whose name I forgot, was very gifted and nobody could deny that for long. Even me! In not even two seconds I admitted her work was amazing.
Then, I saw Miku approaching her. Oh shit… Lily and Miku were best friends for ever and ever! (Sarcastically said by me). They never had forgiven this girl to have "stolen" the trophy, this trophy that she deserved.
Uta P.O.V.
"Hey! Uta! I heard that the Vocaloids were going to come to see who the band is!" Tatsuya Tsutsui said. She was a sixteen years old girl with short dark blue eyes and sky blue eyes.
"Oh shit…" I mumbled before heading toward the doors of this place, whatever what this place was named. I have such a bad memory to remember location…
I ran to the entrance of the building, awaiting Yamaha's band. I never liked them. I never had.
I stopped when I saw their hairs. Green, teal, blond and blue, they were all here plus the annoying fan of them called Melody-whatever-is-her-last-name.
My eyes opened wide in panic. WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY DOING HERE? Are they trying to sabotage the show? Or are they only here to look out of what is the band? What the hell are they doing heeeere? I thought, lamenting. WHYYYYYYY!
Then I saw this blond guy staring at me. Ugh. And this teal-haired freak walking toward me. Miku, is that her name? I just know that Neru, a friend of mine, is her cousin. Poor her! I don't know how I would bear her only existence. Her voice can be sooo annoying its incredible! I prefer the one of the shota boy. Or Mayu's and Haku's one, my younger and older sister. Because their voice is purely amazing. Mayu want to start a career as a singer later. I'll be one of her numerous fan.
Anyway, that freak kept walking toward me. My stare hardened. I was already annoyed by her voice and she didn't talk yet! That freaaaaaak. I remember clearly to have crushed her best friend under my feet in a fashion competition between our schools. It had been so funny! Watching her angry face after I won the trophy! And her desperate face when she saw the clothes I created. I laughed when I saw her miserable face and collection. You couldn't beat me in that domain, in which I excel. It was purely impossible. Well, for now nobody beat me. And it'll continue this way. I love seeing people's face when I crush their dearest dream under my feet… About for my friends of sure! For them, if you dare do so, you're just dead. With no hope to resurrected afterward. You'll be dead for good. About maybe if you become zombie… I mean, how can I stop your nerves to keep working when your heart isn't beating anymore? Breaking what links the neural system to the brain maybe, so the nerves impulses can't go to it and can't command the body to move to get the vital need that is to feed ourselves… So, overall, I'll just chop your head off so you don't become a zombie after I kill you if you dare do something bad to my friends. That's it.
Oh! I would want so much to see that freak become a zombie while I'll be perfectly fine, laughing at her face! Then, I would shot a bullet in her head! It would be awesome. Ahem. Let's go back to the topic. Now Miku is right before me.
"What do you want, freak?"
It's Uta who's talking at the end. Hmm. The things with the zombie and the neural system is my theory why zombie kept walking around. I made it after my science class where we talked about it. I love zombies and I am a big fanatic of Resident Evil, Left 4 Dead and Dawn of the Dead. And Shaun and the Zombies. Awesome movies/video games.
And I don't hate Miku like that. It just got out like that for Uta. Why Miku? I don't know! I like her voice a lot. So everything write against her isn't my true opinion.
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