LGRPG Ch. 3
Author's note: I don't feel like I need one, and frankly, I don't really feel up to writing one. OH wait, I forgot to mention that Megurine Luki x Hatsune Mikuo is a very obvious pairing in this as well. I believe that's it.
Six Years Later
Narrator POV-
Luka leaned against her apartment's balcony doorway, a letter in her hand. The summer sun beat down on the young woman's porcelain face. She shaded her eyes, observing the street and looking for a white Volkswagon Beetle. Luka was growing irritated. "Luki and Alaska were supposed to be back here an hour ago." She thought to herself. Right as she was about to go inside, a car pulled up into the drive way. A pink-haired teenager, just a bit younger than Luka, stepped out of the car and opened the door for Alaska. "YOU TWO GET UP HERE BEFORE I OPEN THE LETTER BY MYSELF!" Luka shouted over to them.
The two slow-pokes sprinted past the driveway and up the stairs, past multiple apartment units. They stopped when they had reached Luka. Luki collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath. "Quit it, Drama Queen." Luka sighed. The teenage boy stood up and laughed, though he was still suffering from the short run. They walked inside. The two pink siblings sat on the couch. Alaska sat on the floor, across from them. "Open it!" she squealed. Luka held the letter nervously in her hands.
"Sis, stop shaking or you're going to rip the entire note in half." Luki said. The young woman slid her cyan-painted fingernail under the envelope's seal and pulled it up. Luka gently tugged out the paper from inside and took a deep breath. She opened the note and read out loud:
Greetings, Megurine Luka. The heads of Vocaloid Records have spent the past year looking over many submissions, including your own. They have decided that it would be greatly beneficial to the company and to you, the aspiring artist, if they were to accept you and your brother, Megurine Luki, into our company. I have notified all of our signed artists of you and they are excited to have some new, talented colleagues join them. We have approved of all of the contracts and have your plane tickets in order. We expect to see you in Japan in one week.
Until then,
Crypton's Synthesizer Head's Assistant, Jinito Junko
Luki snatched the note from Luka's hands. He held it up to his face and ran a hand through his hair in disbelief. Luka and Alaska were completely silent. Luki exhaled and started to laugh in relief "Sis! We're going to Japan! And we're gonna be music stars!" Alaska let a shower of ice-blue hair coverher face. Luka stepped on Luki's foot, intending to afflict pain. "Ouch!"
"Listen, Alaska didn't get accepted as a Vocaloid; so you had better shut your mouth when you're around her or you can forget about 'being a star'." Luka hissed in his ear.
Luki realized his rudeness and went silent. "It's okay. Really, it is." Alaska stated. "I've saved up enough money to come with you guys in case something like this would happen. I guess I'll just stay in Japan and then wait for next submission period."
"Yeah," Luka smiled. "And you'll be even better than we were when we were accepted, because you'll be better prepared."
"We all only have one week to pack, say goodbye, and actually arrive there." Alaska pointed out in a small voice. Luki jumped up from the couch. "Oh god, you're right. We have to start planning, ASAP."
"Gwaaah, I don't wanna!" Luka moaned, stretching across the entire couch and taking up the space that Luki had previously occupied. Alaska stood up and pushed Luki towards the door. "Okay, go home and tell Mama Megurine about our soon-to-be adventure while Luka and I pack up the apartment." She laughed. Luki exited through the door. The icy-haired girl walked back over to the couch and rolled Luka over, causing her to hit the floor.
"Ali! What was that for?" The pinkette sat up and rubbed her shoulder that had hit the floor. "We're getting packed up NOW! The sooner we leave for Japan the sooner I can find a cute Asian boy." Alaska giggled. "Whatever." Luka stood up. "I can't wait to get to see that cousin of mine." She said sarcastically. "Oh come on, you can't still be blaming Yuuma for getting you kicked off that game from so long ago." Alaska sighed. "He's the reason why I haven't had any contact with SeeU, Kaito, or anyone I only knew online for that matter!" Luka said angrily.
"Hmmm, Well most of them live in Japan. Maybe we'll run into them." Alaska optimistically stated. Luka picked up a V-neck shirt that had been draped across a chair and threw it at Alaska's face. "Start packing" She laughed. The two girls spent the next few hours running around the apartment; tossing clothing and necessary items into their suitcases.
Alaska and Luka woke up lying across the tiled floor in the apartment's kitchen. "I'm so tired" Luka groaned. At that moment, the front door burst open, revealing Luki who was singing [World is Mine] out loud. "Sekai de ichi-ban OHIME-SAMA Sou iu atsukai KOKORO-ete, Yo ne-" Luka reached for a pillow that had been randomly placed in the kitchen and chucked it at him. "Shut UP! It's too early for J-Pop." Luki mimicked a tear by running his index finger from his eye to his cheek and made a sniffing noise. Luka rolled her eyes at her younger brother's childish antics.
"What time is it?" Alaska stood up and took her cell phone from the kitchen counter. She looked at the digital clock & date setting and gasped. "Luka! How long did we stay up? According to this, we slept through two days straight." She asked. "Oh no, that means the plane is leaving tomorrow!" Luka said. Luki scratched his head. "Don't we still have a few days left?"
"No, they sent us the early flight plane tickets."
"Oh crap, we have to see everyone and tell them goodbye."
"GAAAHH! This is going to take forever!"
End note: Thank you for reading! I know it's a bit unrealistic to sleep for two days for some people, but I know people who have managed to do just that so I will be keeping that part in. Miku-chan is in the next chapter! Whoo-hoo! Oh, and yes, Luki was singing the original and very feminine World is Mine. He has no shame in calling himself a princess.