A/N: ARGHHHH. I tottally forgot about this! -headdeskheaddeskheaddesk-

Sorry peoples, I'm a fail, I know. This chapter was a quick one, so forgive the lameness. I promise the next one will be better.

Disclaimer: Narwhals, narwhals, swimming in the ocean~ (In other words: I don't own Vocaloid.)


Gakupo inhaled the fresh air of the kitchen. Miku wasn't awake yet, and there was no horrible smell lurking invisibly in the large room.

Stretching lazily, he plopped down in one of the chairs that were placed neatly around the bar.

"Gakupo?" A feminine voice asked.

Gakupo turned. Luka was standing in the doorway, frowning slightly. "Oh, good morning, Luka."

Luka sighed, "Good morning, Gakpoid."

"E-eh?" was all Gakupo could muster. No one called him that. "W-what?

Luka only blinked in surprise. "I said good morning, and that I was going to make breakfast today. Do you think Miku will mind?"

Gakupo cleared his throat. He must have been hearing things. "No, I'm sure she won't. If your cooking is any better than hers, I'm sure no one will order Chinese take-out for breakfast again."

Luka only chuckled. "My cooking probably won't be all that fantastic either, but I thought I'd try."

And it was simple as that. Gakupo watched her cook intently, and to his surprise, she seemed pretty good at it. She'd flip the pancakes dramatically, and then toss eggs on to plates using a spatula. She was very interesting to watch.

"Whoa! When'd Miku die her hair pink?" Len asked in awe, suddenly appearing behind Gakupo.

"That's Luka, idiot," Rin huffed, tugging on Len's ear in annoyance.

"Wow, Miku!" Piko exclaimed, racing in the kitchen. "You dyed you hair pink and you're making pancakes that look like actual pancakes? I think the world is starting to turn backwards! Everyone, under the table!"

Miki plodded into the kitchen, yawning. "I think that's Luka."

Piko was huddled in a ball, under the dining table. "I don't care!" he cried, his voice muffled by his black pants. "I'm staying under here!"

Miku then skipped into the kitchen. "You guys already ordered food? What did 'cha get?"

"ADFDFOVND! THERE'S TWO MIKUS!" Piko screamed, running out of the kitchen faster than he had entered.

"WAIT FOR ME!" Len yelled after him, fleeing from the 'second Miku'.

Miku looked baffled. "What just…?"

"I'll go knock some sense into them," Rin muttered, stomping out of the kitchen. "And if you see any blood stains on the carpet, just know it wasn't me."

Gakupo watched a Miki and Miku chased after Rin, protesting that she didn't hurt the younger boys.

"Done," Luka huffed. Many plates of a delicious looking breakfast were set on the counter.

"That food looks delicious! Are you sure it isn't fake?" Gakupo joked.

"That would've taken me longer," Luka laughed.

Everyone was quickly attracted back to the kitchen when Rin noticed the food (while dragging Len and Piko somewhere unknown at the time) and screamed, "HEY, TODAY'S BREAKFAST ACTUALLY LOOKS EDIBLE!"

Luka looked very proud of herself when everyone scarfed down their food in a matter of seconds.

"I demand seconds," Meiko declared, thrusting her plate at Luka.

Luka put her hands up defensively. "I'm out of the proper ingredients. Sorry."

Meiko gave Luka a 'you're dead if you don't' look.

"I meant to say, Gakupo was going to take me to the grocery store so I could get more! Right, Gakupo?" Luka looked at him pleadingly.

Gakupo nodded, standing up. "Don't worry Meiko. We'll be back soon."

Gakupo grabbed Luka's wrist and rushed out of the kitchen as Meiko screamed threats behind them.

xxxXoOoXxxx

Luka wanted to hug him. Heck, she'd kiss him if he'd let her! The man saved her from a possible life-or-death situation. She wasn't too sure what all Meiko could do, but Luka was positive the brunette could break bones as easily as she could break a toothpick.

Gakupo cleared his throat as he pulled to a stop at a red light. "So, where would you like to go? There's some organic market not far from here. Or we can go a bit further up the road to that huge store. I forget what it's called now…"

"You clear your throat a lot," Luka observed.

Gakupo cleared his throat again. "E-er, it's a small habit."

Luka only laughed. "As for the huge store, I believe it's called Krypton Foods."

"Krypton," Gakupo scoffed, pushing on the gas pedal. "They're such a rip-off of Crypton."

"How so?" Luka asked, trying to edge the defensiveness out of her voice.

"Eh. They think they're such hot-shots, making so many branches of idiotic stores. 'Krypton Electronics' has to be the worst," Gakupo ranted. "Those snobs seem to be up classing Crypton purposefully."

Luka frowned. "That's not their goal, even though it may seem like it."

Gakupo glanced at her, and then turned his eyes back to the road in front of him. "How do you know?"

"I… Just think you're being a bit to critical," Luka snorted.

Gakupo didn't say anything, but he frowned. It was clear that he didn't like Krypton.

Luka put her hand over the hand Gakupo wasn't using to control the car. "Sorry."

Gakupo jumped, causing the car to swerve slightly and nearly hit a car to their right. The other car honked loudly. "I-it's fine."

Luka bit her lip, and hoping Gakupo wouldn't swerve again and hit something, she intertwined her fingers with his. "Let's go to that organic market thing, okay?"

Gakupo nodded, this time not almost killing both of them.

xxxXoOoXxxx

"We're home!" Luka called into the house, kicking off her shoes. She had grocery bags on either arm, and all of them were full.

There was no answer.

"Well that's weird," Gakupo muttered, closing the door behind them. "I don't hear anything."

As Luka was carrying the bags to the kitchen, she noticed a note poorly taped onto the dark TV. "Hey, Gakupo? There's a note on the TV, can you read it?"

"Sure," Gakupo replied, stepping in front of the TV and removing the note.

"What does it say?" Luka asked, setting the bags on the kitchen counter.

"I was supposed to read it out loud?" Gakupo asked, sounding bewildered.

Luka was going to snap an insult back, but she held her tongue. Instead, she sighed, "Yes, please do so, Gakupo."

"Okay, okay. It says, 'Dear Pink and Purple'," Gakupo started. "Does that mean us?"

"I'm sure it does," Luka laughed, putting various food items away.

"'Something has come up at Crypton headquarters and we had to leave. We'll be gone for about four days, a week max. It's no problem that you two can't come; since all of us went, we have more than plenty of representatives,'" Gakupo read. "'We would have contacted you, but since Pink broke her cellphone, and Purple forgot his, we couldn't. We're very sorry.

-Miku AND MEIKO

P.S. Enjoy your time together!'"

Luka felt her face grow hot. She wans't sure if she could... "I-I should've gotten a new cellphone as soon as mine broke."

"It's not your fault," Gakupo laughed, entering the kitchen. "I wonder if Pink and Purple are Meiko's new nicknames for us."

"I thought it was Dead and Meat," Luka laughed, placing the now empty shopping bags onto a rack she hung them on. "I seriously thought that's what we were going to be if we'd be if I didn't make Meiko some more food. That pig."

Gakupo started to snort in the similar fashion a pig would, scrunching up his face. "Look at me, I'm Meiko~!"

Luka laughed. "What happened to that mature Gakupo I know?"

The man instantly stopped, clearing his throat. "Out the window, but he's back."

Luka only laughed.

xxxXoOoXxxx

Luka was chasing Gakupo, throwing various pillows from the couches at him.

"That came out wrong, I swear!" Gakupo shouted, covering his head to protect himself from the bombarding of pillows he was receiving. "I said I was sorry!"

Luka nailed his head with another pillow. "Well, you should think twice before opening your mouth!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Gakupo wailed.

Luka refused to listen, throwing more pillows at him. "You shouldn't have noticed, you pervert!"

"I didn't mean it like that; I was only stating the truth!" Gakupo whined. "Your chest did look a bit bigger and bouncier when you wore that apron! It's the squid print's fault, not mine!"

But that comment simply made matters worse for him; Luka started to hit him excessively with the roller pin that was in her unoccupied hand.

xxxXoOoXxxx

03 sighed inwardly at the home phone. She was having a one-sided conversation with a very annoying, amusing, stuck-up, absolutely adorable, and all around horrible man. But he was her little brother, so she had to love him anyway.

He was babbling endlessly. "So, then I pulled out a gun, right? The guy screams-mind you, it wasn't very manly-and starts to call the cops. I'm trying to tell him it's a paint ball gun and that I needed to get through so I could meet Gumiya, but he insisted on calling the police. So the cops get there, right? The guy says I have a gun. So the cops give me a pat down, shoot my water gun a couple of times, and then let me go. And then the guy starts cussing at me! I decided if that's the game he wanted to play, I'd play it. So I turn around and say, 'Well you're a-'"

"Luki," 03 sighed. "I really appreciate you telling me about your day, but could you please get to the part where the boss spoke to you…?"

"Don't interrupt me!" Luki shouted on the other line. Then he sighed, "Alright, for you. He said you'd better take care of Gakupo soon before you-know-who gets to him."

03 took a sharp intake of breath. "D-do I have to? I mean… That's a bit harsh, taking him away from his family so suddenly… I'm sure it would hurt them all… And-"

"Hey, I've got to go," Luki shouted over a loud banging noise. "Someone's knocking at my door. Bet it's Gumiya and Mikuo. Call you later!"

The line dropped and 03 felt tears start to sting her eyes. "…I think I might love him."


A/N: I shall give cookies to whoever can guess who 03 is first.

Fail, fail, fail. The next chapter will be well thought out, for this one was not.

I'm going to go to bed now, for it is late. Good night.