Guess whose birthday it is? :D
That's right!
Not me! :3
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Happy (now late, that's my fail for trying to keep the story suspenseful D:) Birthday Hatsune Miku~! I love you and your music so much, because of you, I understand the true music of the world and I would do anything to go to Japan and visit one of your concerts/conventions~! Happy 16th birthday... again! :D
August 31st, I will never forget. =w= In honour of Miku's birthday, I will submit another story. XD I fail at calendars and clocks, I'm so sorry..
Read and Review, thanks you~! OuO
*Knock knock*
"Miss Hatsune Miku-sama?" Luka knocked on the door once more,"Excuse me, Miss Hatsune Miku-sama! The food your ordered is ready, would you rather want to eat them later?" The Japanese French maid yelled into the light teal door outlines, hoping her voice would pass through the small crevasses of space connecting the door to the door frame. After a good long 2 minutes, the pinkette started to become very impatient with the certain teal haired Diva with the attitude. She had the feeling something was sticking on the bottom of her stockings, a yellowy liquid colour. Luka did not want to stand around and ponder on what the liquid might be so her bet was on some apple juice the twins had dropped accidentally in front of their sister's door.
"I swear that girl must be blasting music at 80 decibels in her headphones or something because I KNOW she can hear me." She began to jiggle the doorknob and knocked on her door once more, this time nearly sounding like bangs within caves, echoing its way throughout the mansion, followed by an even louder yell: "Miss Hatsune Miku-sama?! Are you in there or not? I'd be happy to eat the sushi by myself because for one; I'm an amazing cook and two; it is one hell of a dish!" only to be responded by silence from the other side of the door.
The silence was broken.
"Maid! I demand you to fetch me a big band-aid, no questions asked! N-Now, qu-quick!" It was more muffled then expected, Luka bet that Miku must've been in her bathroom or closet. It was a good thing the pinkette has developed an acute sense of hearing, thanks to her late night music while multitasking as to trying not to disturb Lily's slumber, because there was absolutely no way a normal untrained ear would be able to hear such an inaudible sound.
"Oh my Kami-sama, M-Miss Hatsune Miku-sama, are you hurt?!" Panic taking over the woman, she neatly set down the plate of steaming delicious sushi rolls on a small table with a flower pot placed on top of it. It didn't serve a real purpose of anything, the Vocaloids were just so rich that they have tiny tables with flower pots everywhere for absolutely no reason except to maybe make the house seem more fancy and not so demonic. So, she put down the tray of organized food and kicked the door down, thanks to her years of practice with her and Lily's apartment door, the door went down in ease. Soon, a large thud noise reached all the way to the opposite side of the mansion and down the right wing's hallways, provoking the others to come check out the situation.
"Chiaa!" Luka let a similar cry in kung-fu movies she rented over the weekend. Her toes gripped onto the bottom of her stockings, creating more of an impact effect without the socks getting in the way. She had kicked the door down with all her might- save the punishments from Miku and her boss later. The victorious right foot was set on the beaten down door, right below the doorknob. Like a mother lioness to their younglings, an instinct ran through the maid's veins which caused her to slam the bathroom door open, searching frantically for her one in need. The tall woman ignored the abysmal room surrounding the door and rushed into the connecting bathroom.
Sitting in the eggshell coloured tub next to the expensive looking glass shower, a barely conscious Diva had an amazing coral red, puffed up eye and yet another outrageous eye, only the other one more of a pristine pink colour. "She must have been crying from some sort of pain." An assumption was made at the sight of the swollen eyeball and the fact that Miku's mascara running shakily down both her mildly reddish-pink cheeks. Her teeth were clenched, saliva and red coloured liquid mixed with one another. Blood perhaps. The white glove of the maid's reached up to touch the petite's left cheek.
"Miku-sama-! Wha-what happened to you?! Why are you.. all red?" Reasons unknown, lonely tears glided their ways down both Luka's cheeks. The sight of Miku being in a hurt, scared state wrenched her heart with a led pipe, all she wanted to do was hug her and comfort the poor little girl. White gloves smoothed down to Miku's small hands, also covered in more of this sticky red liquid. The hands were smacked away by the Diva's, the semi-red teeth in her mouth made an clenched harder on one another, nearly chipping some of the teeth.
"I..." The injured teen started speaking in a cracked up, obviously cried into voice,"I... I told you to get me a bandaid, you fool of a maid!" Miku erupted and stood up, hands balled up in small fists, eyes shut so tight that tiny wrinkles began to appear. Luka could not believe what she was hearing, trying to give her the greatest amount of sympathy and concern; the nerve of the tealette to shut her down so rude and coldly! A turquoise finger-nailed hand raised up, ready to come strike the face of the worried pinkette. To the French maid, this was yet mere another quick reaction game of "think fast!" she played with Lily at their home. Impressing the small woman with her boss ninja skills, she caught the hand before contact, holding on very tightly to the wrist in her now slightly stained pink gloves.
"What the Hell is wrong with you?! I come in here to serve you dinner; like you asked, I come in and you're dying in your tub, I try to rescue you, then you have the nerve to try and back slap me?! What is going through your selfish mind?," Luka kept her stance high and mighty, her voice as dominant as can be,"Quit raging, calm your titties, and tell me what's wrong before I smack you around with your own dinner!" Wise words from her brother Luki, Luka mimicked his words and rearranged them to fit this situation with the spoiled petite. Miku's wrists eased up from within Luka's grasp. This action caused the maid calm herself as well for she did not want to be the one to cause the Diva anymore pain. Tears flowed from the smaller woman's messed up eyes, shoulders shaking up and down in a speed only a crying child would, and fists returning to fragile, reddened hands from before.
"Hatsune-sama.." The pinkette's heart pounded out of her chest, guilt starting to eat her heart, soul, body, and basically everything under the French maid uniform. As though her memory of the attempted back slap were ignored, Luka brought up her wet pink glove up to Miku's left cheek, stroking the skin softly with her thumb. Luka was that her other hand was still clinging onto the Diva's wrist so she then decided it was best to let go. Her client sat back down in the tub, bringing her knees up to her face and chest. Luka crouched down in synch with the tealette, her hand remained firmly but softly placed on the left cheek of the crying woman.
"I..." The crackled voice of the pop star began speaking up,"I tried.. I tried to... to..." Miku placed a hand on top of the gloved ones, needing the reassurance. This surprised both of them but they both felt something so right and at the same time: something so wrong. "Is this just another normal bonding moment for me? I'm.. I'm not used to this type of feeling.. Aren't girls supposed to bond like this? That's how it goes in the movies.." Miku asked herself mentally, blushing madly in front of her personal maid. With one last reassurance squeeze, her mouth opened only to be closed rudely.
"Suicide?!" Luka bursted out into tears, full on waterfalls running a stream down her white paled face. The misleaded thought made the pinkette think her one and only singing idol was going to be taking her own life, and there was no way Luka was going to let the 16 year old commit a sin like that. Both her hands clasped onto both sides of Miku's cheeks, magnificent waters coming from her ocean blue eyes. The Diva chuckled a bit, only making the maid think even more negative. "Why are you laughing?! You tried to take your own life! This is no laughing matter, think of your fans!" Including her, one of biggest fans. She shook the tealette's shoulders and then placed it back on Miku's face.
"No.. it's not that, maid." She pulled the gloves off her face.
Miku took a deep breathe."I tried.. to change my eye colour red. My boss, Mr. Kenmochi said I needed to have red eyes for a music video we're about to shoot tomorrow after school." Luka was contemplating on what she just heard from the young one's mouth. The maid got on her knees and brought both her hands up to the cheeks on Miku's face. A smile began to creep up on up on the pinkette's face, giggling a little from the stupidity and naiveness of the 16 year old. The hands on the pop star's face shook a little because the shoulder moved up and down from the small laughter. Miku did not fully comprehend on why her maid was laughing in front of her- either at her or with her. Well obviously not with her because the red dyed face was not budging into a smile.
"Why are you laughing at me?" Tears starting to fail flowing from her half red, half teal eyes again. The giggling fangirl pinkie put a sock in it and stroked the young woman's cheeks with her thumbs. Then, a smile, a smile from the giggling woman. After one last giggle, the gloved hands pushed the head to certain positions so that the hand's master could get a better look at the jacked up eyes. Miku looked at her maid with wide eyes, no longer crying, for she did not know why her head was being manhandled and maneuvered into different locations in the hair product smelling air. "Certainly this woman is just toying with me, just trying to get a kick out of me being hurt." The Diva thought harshly in her head.
"Miku..." A thumb stroked the left cheek once more,"You don't use red hair dye to change your eye colour.. You use red coloured contacts." A radiant, childish smile appeared on Luka's face, so bright that Miku looked away quickly, causing the gloves upon her face to return to the maid's sides. It did not last long, the gloves were set on the tub's sides shortly after. A silence arrived on que to greet the two women in the bathroom.
"Well come on. Get up, your dinner is getting cold." Miku gave the maid her famous "not amused" poker face, only to revive a glove that said "I'll help you up, I promise". With no further questions, the young pop star reached to grab Luka's hand then being hoisted up to own her full height once more. Suddenly, the sink faucet ran, water hitting a white cotton handkerchief below. It seems as though Luka was holding the little wet cloth, then putting up her right hand to her mouth. Not to clean her face though but to remove the stained pink glove with her flawless white teeth, holding the wet cloth firmly with the single gloved hand. Once removed, Luka spit out the glove, causing it to land inside the sink bowl just a little below the faucet.
The pinkette turned around, a beautiful turquoise finger-nailed hand reached out to caress the once cried on cheeks of Hatsune Miku. Slowly extending the other hand, the wet cloth dabbed the red ink off of the one swollen up eye and the dried up, ran through mascara. Miku never felt such a smooth hand before, so warm and loving unlike the Vocalod family's who were just teasing by pulling on her cheeks.
Minutes have passed, the white cloth becoming more and more pink each time it reached another inch of red soaked on Miku's hands, face, hair, and a some of the upper gray shirt and light blue tie. The finished product: Miku began to glow in her normal looking face again- save the only bad left eye she had, of course. Quickly, she stepped out of the tub and pushed Luka out of the way to at least get a glance of mostly normal self in the mirror.
"A thank you would have been nice." On her butt, the pinkette giggled by how cold the tiles in the bathroom really were and how Miku's kiddish instincts never ceasing to amaze her. Making a double take, the Diva looked into the deep ocean eyes of the maid. Solemnly bowing her head, a shy and quiet thanks escaped the mouth discretely.
With the goal achieved: getting a thank you from a spoiled Diva. Luka walked out of the bathroom, out into the hallway while avoiding the smashed door in the bedroom, she grabbed the silver platter with the non gloved hand and proceeded to walk back into the room. Setting the now slightly warm sushi rolls on the small oak table in the middle of the room, the pinkette sat in the teal armchair nearby.
Miku stared at it blankly for a while, ignoring that it's getting cold and infected by the dirty air around it.
"Well? What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to eat your food?" Luka's back was against the cushion of the blue-green chair, the gloved hand and the bare hands' fingers intertwining with the other, waiting for Miku's response. An electricity bolt coursed through the maid's head, her smile became a straight line across instead when finally hearing the 16 year old's answer. The maid's right eye began to twitch and her smile tried to outshine the steam blowing out of her ears.
"Maid, I wish to eat in the dining room instead. It's near dinner time and it's very rude to eat by myself instead of with the family." As much as that seemed really polite, it was a huge hassle to go through and cook the meal, let alone come in here with a misconception of a red Diva dying in her tub. Alas, it was against the contract for Luka to go against the master's wishes so she had to suck it up and bring the plate back up to her waist.
But before the pinkette could place the plate correctly, it was only pushed back on the table sloppily, making some of the organized sushi rolls fall apart. Luka gave the younger woman a irritated look, it took her forever to get them that pretty. Before Luka could object and argue about the time spent, her arm was pulled towards Miku, which was pretty surprising. She seemed to have her eyes closed, maybe thinking up a decision whether to do something or not. It was already too late for second guesses, the little tealette pulled the older woman into a graceful hug. One that said "Thanks for your help.. I'm too shy to say it so I'll just have to hug you instead..". Bodies interlocking, the petite had her head underneath the crook of Luka's neck, practically begging her to take a whiff, her arms off the maid's arms and now around her back and stomach. Luka was shocked but hugged her back anyways, for one this was always a big dream of hers; to hug Hatsune Miku. They stood in silence for a couple seconds but those seconds seemed to have turned into hours of eternity. They teleported into their own little world..
"Strawberries..." Miku thought in her mind, blushing softly as she closed her eyes to imagine a field of endless strawberries. The pinkette and smiled blushed too, she found it super adorable for someone as shy and tsundere as the Diva to give such a wonderful gift. Then Miku got up to her tip toes to whisper something in the maid's ear, so softly that it was almost sexual. This made the pinkette's heart flutter with words unimaginable, butterflies dancing within her stomach as if it was a New Year's party.
"If you ever call me something other than Hatsune-sama," Blissful whispers danced around Luka's right ear,"I'll kill you..." What a pleasant face for someone who just threatened to kill someone. Luka didn't care though, as if she was immune to death's words and everything revolving around death. Her smile still as wide as ever, a white glove came up to her lips to let out a giggle. The good thing about this was that the pinkette got to catch a quick smell of blueberries from the younger woman, it was so childish and yet so mature, all in all, it fitted Miku's personality 100%.
"As you wish, 'Hatsune-sama'..." She bowed her head slightly to whisper in her master's left ear, making the little princess seem queen of the world. They broke their hug when they realized they've been standing there for about 3 minutes. Time ticked on but for the two, it seemed to slow down into some sort of frozen world. Luka retrieved the sloppy plate up and put it by her waist again.
Miku led the way into the dining room, stepping over the broken down door and over the sticky piss covered hallways. Luka had no idea what it was other than the assumption her head that it was only apple juice, so the feet of the stockings stepped in it. This action made Miku giggle, a sight the maid has never seen before on the Diva's face. It was nice and refreshing, causing her to forget the trouble and annoyance that was recently asked of her.
Everyone's eye averted from there food and onto the pair walking in the dining room, they all had some yakisoba that day along with a drink of their choosing. All their food filled mouths dropped on the white table below them, causing particles to chunks of mesh fall out of their mouths. The cloth itself was very beautiful, golden lines swirling close to the outer edges, complementing the maple table under quite nicely. Unfortunately, the table cloth is now covered in slimy chewed up dinner. Eyes were mainly locked on Miku for she had a eye that stuck out like a really messed up and sore thumb, the kind where the splinter went in so deep some pus began to appear after a long while of no treatment. The Diva took assigned seat, the very end up the table near the giant curtained window. The walk too some time since the table was practically endless, 39 chairs in all and only 5 were filled in by the Vocaloid family.
When finally reaching Miku's assigned table seat, a circle-ish silver platter was then placed on the table cloth in front of her view. Luka took a final curtsey before stepping a foot away from the tealette. It was hard for the others not to stare oddly at the swollen up eye, the twins' faces turned green and their stomachs turned, causing them to lose their appetite rather quickly. The 16 year old Diva took some nearby places chopsticks and plucked up one of the tuna leek sushi rolls. Because Miku sat in the middle section of the table, the side of the table on her right was being seated in order of Meiko then Kaito, Meiko being the one closest to her at the moment. On her left side, the seats were filled by in order of Len and Rin, Len being the farthest one away from Miku, he was also sitting right in front of the big brother Kaito.
"Itadakimas..." Meek words escaped the young woman's mouth as she dug into her first one. A faint pink blush crept on the tealette's face when she realized it was one of the best sushi she has ever had the pleasure to taste. Being a tsundere as she was, a smile was never spotted for half a second on Miku's face. Luka seemed pleased though, her work was being devoured fancily by the famous Hatsune Miku, after all.
An awkward silence showered the members at the table, everyone being scared to ask about the obvious elephant in the room. Brave Kaito took his chances though, he placed his chopsticks down on the right side of his plate and clapped his hands together once.
"S-so! Ah.. okay!" He spoke very hesitantly,"... Miku-chan, what happened to your eye?" His toothy smile was a bit crooked, looking like an obvious nervous smile, similar to the ones children would make when they lied had about taking the cookie out of the jar. Miku did not answer him though, a thick noticeable tick mark appearing on the left side of her forehead. Her mouth was chewing on the third out of six sushis therefore raising her hand to tell Kaito to wait a little bit. A gulp that appeared loud in the silence, her voice spoke up in a normal tone.
"Kaito-nii, do not ask such stupid questions. But if you guys really are concerned," her hands were spread out and gestured to everyone at the dinner table then one teal finger pointed up to her dark eye,"I had an accident in the bathroom.. Mr. Kenmochi-san wanted me to change my eye colour red so I tried using some red hair dye to change it. Then my maid busted through the door and told me I had to use red coloured contacts, not red hair dye." Slowly, one by one, everyone started to break down- chuckling and giggling uncontrollably like teens pulling off an awesome prank. Even Luka was laughing a little bit, her bare hand coming up to cover up her mouth sideways. Kaito was the loudest one, laughing nonstop nearly making himself fall out of the red cushioned chair with golden coloured arm rests.
Kaito's laughter came to an end when a fork landed in front of him, right between the plate and his body but still on the table. He let out one small cry "Aaaiii!" before turning white and freezing up in the staring position he was in. If the cloth could could make an expression it would be crying frown for it was being dirtied by unswallowed food, ripped up manically by a fork, and splattered upon by spit thanks to the Vocaloid's household members. All backs became erect and stiff once more against the red cushioned chaired they all sat in but still manage to slip by with a small giggle or two. Even Meiko, as tough as nails as she was, became very tedious of Miku's angered side, leading to the best option: "I think Miku-chan is on her period again.." It's not like Meiko hasn't assumed the before, there were many occasions where Miku would just up and be upset over absolutely nothing.
The Diva's right fist was slammed on the table, making the personified table cloth cry even more in terror. The teal eyes mimicked the ones of the demon, even the strongest man alive would be brought to his knees. Her matching coloured bangs shielded over her eyeballs, creating a shadow effect of uprising darkness.
Until suddenly..
A bare hand was placed on Miku's right cheek, moving her head to face the left direction. There, a woman of pink hair took a napkin from the side of Miku's platter and began to wipe off some leftover seaweed unnoticeably placed on the bottom left corner of the young tealette's lips. The fist that slammed against the table was easing up gently, her mouth letting out a sigh when her gaze once again met with the same deep blue ocean eyes from earlier that day. The maid chuckled and stared back into the Diva's eyes as well. They seemed as though they were in their own little world, noses now barely touching. "That's odd.. I don't remember leaning in..." Miku's thoughts trailed off as she found herself lost in the trance of the deep blue ocean. Her eyes scrolled down to the plump, kissable lips below the pinkette's nose.
"Maybe just one... tiny.. little kiss..." Teals eyes closing slowly, her head turning sideways so their noses won't cause any trouble. Luka's eyes widened at the Diva's actions but before she could reject, a soft ghastly and warm breathe appeared on her lips. It was so hot and tempting, it was a kiss of lust. Practically millimeters apart, the young woman's lips brushed up ever so slightly upon the maid's, causing a hot sensation roll down both their spines, never before has the little petite try to do something so bold in front of her family on in any case; anyone at all.
"Oh ho ho~ What do we have here? You girls seem to be getting along really nicely, ne?" Meiko leaned back in her chair, one right foot pushing against the edge of the table. Devil smirked Meiko dressed in a red polyester shirt that said "I'm drunk, so what?" printed across the chest, black demin shorts similar to the ones the twins' had to change out of earlier that evening, a white belt across the waist, and finally a golden music not bracelet to top off today's sexy fashion trend. A sinister laugh left the oldest woman of the Vocaloid's, her eyes shut and her shoulders going up and down in a victorious fashion.
A massively heavy blush appeared on Miku's face, compare her face's colour of a beet; they match perfectly. The ruptured silence made her mind jump back in reality and consciousness. She then saw how close the pink hair maid's lips really was near her own. "I.. I didn't know what I was doing. This can't be happening." The younger one's mind didn't have the slightest clue of how to process her actions but instead slapping herself mentally as hard as the Captain Falcon punch's. The bare hand slipped off Miku's left cheek, another curtsey from the pinkette then stepped back a foot to give her master some space as before.
"Ne Ne Miku-nee, I didn't know you wanted Megurine-san all to yourself.." Len looked away from the two misconception lovebirds, obvious disappointment in his voice. Rin cocked her head at her brother's new voice, he never sounded so sad other than the times Meiko refused to give him his banana cookies, banana muffins, bananas, or anything banana related.
"Oh please, just call me Luka, I want you guys to think of me as your friend. In fact, I don't want any of you calling my 'Megurine-san'; it makes me feel old." She smiled at everyone, pivoting in her spot to look at every one of them even at Miku whose head was still turned away in shy embarrassment. She walked over and stood by Len's left side, petting and also ruffling his dolled up hairdo. He smiled cheekily and all the storm clouds that once hung over his head disappeared and he began to eat his food once more. Rin poked Len's right cheek teasingly and giggled evilly, for she has now found out about a secret semi-crush the blonde boy has developed towards the new maid.
"Ne Ne Kaito-nii! I bet you're gonna be super jealous because Len's the one being petted by the new maid." Kaito did in fact nod his head remorsefully. The sight of the boy tiwn in front of him being toyed with by the beautiful maid made the blue haired man's blood simmer but not too much. She looked around his age anyways so maybe he did have a better chance with her than Len, who was only 14 and that would be considered pedophilia if they went out; something frowned upon in today's society.
"Daijoubo Rin-chan," Luka took a deep breathe, a huge smile then appearing across her face,"I'm lesbian. I can't possibly go for men like Kaito, and I'm way too old for Len-chan. But I have to admit, if I was younger, I would totally go for your sister." Wow, for someone who's as soft as a fluffy kitty, her smile was shameless when she spoke out those words. Kaito's manly heart could be heard torn apart, ripped into tiny shreds, and placed in a shredder to top it all off. Meiko's devious smirk turned into a gaping "O". Rin dropped her fork, frozen in time with her smile still stuck on her face, then slowly turned into expression that clearly read out "Oh my God, lady, you did NOT just say that to him". All the colours in Len's body faded away slowly of what Luka has just said. His shota heart had been played with, making him lead on by this dashingly pretty woman still rubbing his hair. Miku's heart pounded out of her chest, this bold and daring woman just told him that she thought that "he" was a "she". Another reason was pure jealousy, how dare that maid play with her heart strings like that?! Wait... What...?
Instantly, his head shot up, hitting the pink haired maid's chin in the process.
"What the Hell did you just say, woman?!" Len exploded with anger, fists forming up near his puffed out chest. Now out of his chair, he stared long and hard at the maid standing before him. On que, Len untied his surprisingly clean white shirt and slipped it off his head. His yellow finger-polished nails did not defend him in this case but he still used it to point at his bare chest, a couple strands of pubic hair barely noticeable upon his pale chest.
"I AM-!" One sharp intake from the boy twin," -NOT A WOMAN!" He jumped up and down at the spot, his hair flopping in the jumping motion. Len's face being as angrily red as Miku's before, his white teeth gritted against each other, the blond boy's eyes now starting to water a bit but still staring very furiously at Luka. He loathed the fact that he tried to be as manly as possible but still be confused with his twin sister Rin. Rin hated it too but for the opposite reason, girls occasionally tackled her from behind, mistaking her for her twin brother thanks to her puny chest. Instead of everyone looking awkwardly at the flustered pinkie and angry blonde, the Vocaloids laughed their butts off. Meiko clumsily slipped her foot and fell backwards in her chair, she didn't feel any pain though, her laughter was like a rock hard vest. Tears fell down from Rin's and Kaito's eyes, Rin tucked her head in her folded arms on the table, bringing up her right hand to hit the table cruelly over and over. Miku wasn't as red and embarrassed as she was before, now they had a new victim to tease on: Len. So she too was laughing uncontrollably, a sight that took fancy to Luka's ocean blue eyes. Kaito had a hand over his forehead, the head looked like it wasn't even connected to the shoulders because it leaned back so much by the laughter.
"Everyone stop laughing at me!" Len growled as he flailed his arms up and down, his left hand sill holding onto his shirt he took off moments ago. His clean white shirt hit the fork on the table, causing it to flip up into the air, aiming straight for Len's adorable head. A scream only a 4 year old little girl could make, managed to be pulled out of the blonde boy's lungs. Thankfully, the boy twin dodged the missile-like projectile, earning a loud sigh of relief from his breathe.
But now everyone else laughed even harder at his girly shriek of terror.
"Guys!" Len whined, "St-stop it!" Finding it no use and no chance to make the roaring crowd stop their laughter, Len sunk back down in his chair, placing his head in his bare arms similar to what Rin did when she was laughing. Except a giant storm cloud rolled over his head, causing him to sulk rather cutely on the table cloth. Anime waterfalls slid down his cheeks and his mouth chanted inaudibly "I'm not a woman... I'm not a woman... I'm not a woman.."
"Okay guys, we've had enough fun today. Len-chan had enough teasing for his womanish body and Miku got her fair share for trying to get it on with her personal maid." Meiko got up from her fallen chair, left hand up to her forehead but shoulders still moving upwards from the small giggling she gave off whilst ignoring the pain. A blush smacked the tealette on the face once more, her head hitting the silver platter when she slammed the red face on the table. Luka was first to respond and ran back over to her master's side, and stroked the back of the Diva's hair smoothly. Gaining another round of giggles (except Len), Meiko put up her chair and sat back in it. Miku sighed loudly and let her maid continue to comfort her hair.
"Hey Luka-chan, you're a pretty nice woman, looking after that tsundere Miku-chan like that. Why don't we go hit the bar tonight? My treat." Meiko winked at the maid, even though the raging drunk wasn't lesbian or any at all bisexual, she still loved to tease others. A tiny blush ran across the pinkette's face, her mouth open to give an answer but shut immediately when Kaito jumped into the conversation about to happen.
"Meiko-chan, why don't we all go? Sure, the kiddies will be a bit underage so why don't we just get them so fruit pouches or something?" Kaito's face perked up in happiness, forgetting the heart broken state from before. Rin nodded her head because this was finally her chance to go to family bar for the first time in her exciting 14 year old girl life, her face matching the text ":D". Len got up from his sulking state and looked across the table at Kaito.
"Yeah.. I could go for a banana smoothie." Len smiled again, reviving from the storm clouds. A beautiful rainbow appeared instead, his face happy and cheeky again. Miku couldn't possibly ruin the fun for the family so she had no other choice but to shake her head yes while eating her last sushi roll. Luka's hand came back to her side when the Diva's head came up slowly.
"Yosh!" Meiko roared," Then it's settled! We're all gonna go to family bar tomorrow night since it'll be Saturday. And nothing says fun like a Saturday night, right guys?" Everyone nodded their heads, Rin and Len being the most excited out of the six. The time at the moment was 7:15, about time for Luka to make her leave and eat dinner with her best friend Lily.
"Well guys, I really must be going now. I have to go home and cook something or else my best friend Lily will burn down the whole apartment down." Luka laughed to herself and began to walk to the door leading her out of the dining room.
Once she walked by Kaito, a hand grabbed the maid's wrist. It wasn't Kaito surprisingly.
. . .
It was Meiko.
"Excuse me for asking but... can you please tell me the full name of your best friend?" the brunette's voice seemed worried for a second there, almost as though concerned over something urgently important.
"Uhh.." The pinkette was confused of the surprise snatch of the wrist," Her name is Masuda Lily, she's been my best friend ever since the 4th grade." The maid answered, cocking her head to the side at Meiko's rather awkward and appalling question.
Meiko's eyes softened as though a weight had been lifted off her heart. Kaito gasped as well.
"Could it really be?" The brunette thought to herself but then shook off the thought for it was just too impossible. "I uhh.. sorry about that. You should get home now, don't want to miss the bus, ne?" A smile reappeared on her womanly masculant face whilst she let go of the gloved hand she clung onto unexpectedly. "Be safe now, you hear? Don't let your best friend burn down the kitchen. Besides, we all want you here tomorrow for the party, alright?" Everyone's head nodded with a simple "Un!" except for Miku whose face heat was burning up the silver platter under her.
Luka smiled at all of them one last time before making her leave. Once she reached the door on the opposite side of the room, she waved a pleasant goodbye and slipped out the door.
Meiko stood still in her standing up spot, a sad smile unveiled from below her cheerful one. Kaito got out of his chair abruptly and hugged Meiko from behind, his clean jacket sleeves interlocked around her stomach.
"Meiko-chan.. Did you hear that?" The bluenette started to cry a bit as well,"Masada Lily.. she is.. still alive..." Kaito whispered in Meiko's left ear. A happy tear appeared in Meiko's right brown eye. A sigh of relief before more tears flowed down the brunette's face. The tall man's right cheek rested on Meiko's left shoulder, some tears touching the tip of his blue hair.
He couldn't help but smile at the fact Musuda Lily was still alive...
The twins and Miku were lost in the emotional breakdown, even more surprised when Meiko was crying. Meiko! The toughest woman of them all, the same woman who took down 3 cops at the bar with a electrifying tranquilizer stuck deep within her neck. Tough as nails, now soft as a marshmallow, began to cry passionate tears. Kaito was different though, he cried over his ice cream being taken by the twins so it was normal to see the blue haired man cry. After some time, the blonde haired girl twin decided to ask the question.
"Me-Meiko-nee-san? W-why are you cr-crying?" Meiko was Rin's rock, protecting her and her twin brother since early childhood but would not hesitate to punish them if something bad happened. Never before has the blonde girl see the tough brunette cry over anything, even when their pet cat "Neko-san" died. Tis was a sad day of of the Vocaloid Mansion, everyone cried their eyes out for the loss.. except Meiko who was just a little bit sad, but never even one single tear escaped the brunette's eyes. For years everyone thought the reason Meiko didn't cry was because her eye's water dried up since childhood, assuming she was still as tough as five sharks.
"Because Rin-chan.." Meiko spoke through her smiling, a whisper faintly audible unless super silent.
"Masuda Lily.. was..."
Oh ho ho~! What's this? A twist within my woven story? I did not expect this to happen! OwO
"Why is Meiko, the rock of the family, crying? O_o;" You may ask. Well..
You read. Now you must Review because that's how you'll get to know about Meiko's secret~! XD
:') I don't know.. I just one day felt happily sad for absolutely no reason, I wanted to create something that would have effect on your reading and I shocked myself when I realized I was infected with happy sadness as well..
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