Author's Note: Hi all! From here on out, I will be switching the character that the chapter focuses on. It will be in that character's point of view, while remaining in third person. That being said, I'll get the standard disclaimer out of the way: I do not own Vocaloid, but I do own my OC Paris. Happy reading! Also, I apologize for the shorter chapter.

Chapter Four: Luka's Dilemma

Luka sighs as she stirs the caramel macchiato that Meiko has bought her. While her body is here with her best friend in the café, her mind is elsewhere. She couldn't stop thinking about the friends that she has met over the past three months. More specifically, she couldn't stop thinking about a certain tealette and French maiden. She has not seen Paris since the time lily attempted to have a nice lunch with the four of them. Since then, however, her friendship with Miku has increased tenfold. The two would talk for hours at a time on the phone and were often together studying or pestering Lily.

"Hey!" comes a sharp exclamation, bringing Luka out of her reverie. Meiko is staring at her with very upset chocolate eyes. Luka blushes slightly from embarrassment and takes a drink of her macchiato. Meiko takes a sip of her iced latte and waits for Luka to set her drink back down.

"Alright, what's on your mind, Hun?" Meiko asks in a tender and mature voice, "You've been zoning out hardcore for a while now. Is everything okay? You aren't having those kinds of thoughts again, are you?" Luka shakes her head in response and sighs.

"No, nothing like that. I was just thinking about Miku and Lily," she says, only partially telling the truth. If she admitted that Paris was on her mind, Meiko would lose it. Meiko despised Paris to a point that she would get even more heated with the French maiden than Lily would. Meiko herself couldn't even say why she hated Paris.

"I hate to break it to you, but I can almost bet that both of them are either A. straight, B. taken, or C. all of the above," Meiko tells her friend, wanting to keep her from getting her heartbroken again. Luka didn't handle heartbreaks well and Meiko didn't want another bout of depression to steal her friend away for good this time.

"There is no way in hell I'd ever date Lily," Luka defends herself, "That girl is insufferable. I tolerate her. That is it. She is horrible vulgar as well. The things she'll say to more Miku are ridiculous sometimes. But I am glad the two managed to work their fight out. Miku could use more friends right now anyway." Luka takes another drink, making a mental note to personally thank the barista.

"You like Miku, don't you?" Meiko asks, leaning on the table, "I am too late to warn you." Luka shakes her head.

"No, it's not like that. Miku reminds me of how I used to be. She just hides it a lot better. I know you don't like her, but Paris knows this. That why its so important that Paris gets back to Miku. But since her outburst on the Populars, the school board is reluctant to let her back. However, they have decided to let her return second semester," Luka explains, finishing her drink. Meiko sighs and taps her fingers.

"And why would I care about this? Listen Luka, I get that you care for these two, but I can assure you that Paris can handle herself just fine. If Miku is the way you say she is, then I will do the best I can to help her, but you can't fall in love. It's very dangerous for you," Meiko responds.

"Says you," Luka fires back, feeling a bit attacked by her friend, "You are falling for Kaito! Of all people, you are falling for the reason we are in the situation we are right now."

"It isn't us, and once he's away from IA, he is a decent person. IA has it out for Miku and I have no idea why. I do know that she absolutely despises Lily and Paris as well. Maybe because she can't control them? I don't know. I don't feel like being a sleuth for high school drama. Luka, that's why we switched schools. To start over."

"I know, I know. I just want to help someone before it is much too late. Who knows how long Miku has been this way?" Luka seems generally distraught about the whole matter, so Meiko relaxes and decides to give up fighting her friend over it.

"Okay Luka. You win. We will make sure that Miku doesn't do anything that could harm her in any way," Meiko says with a soft smile, getting an answering smile from her best friend. She looks at the time and stands. "We had better get going. If we are late, your brother will be upset. Afterall, he is alone today."

Luka nods and stands. "Thanks for the coffee, Meiko," she says gently and Meiko nods.

"No problem, Hun," she says as she heads out of the café, knowing that Luka would want to thank the barista. She always did.

Luka walks to the counter and her eyes meet heterochromia blue and gold ones. "P-Paris?!" she exclaims, stunned. Paris chuckles with delight.

"Are you surprised, belle?" Paris asks, grinning at the look of shock on the beauty's face. She walks around the counter and leans against it as the café closes for the evening. Luka finds herself watching every move closely. Paris is definitely stunning, there is no doubt about that. Her accent and when she would incorporate French in her English made it even better. Yet, Miku stayed in the back of her mind and nagged at her.

"Yes, very. You make the best caramel macchiato I have ever had," Luka admits, keeping her cool the best she can. Having the girl in such close corners is surely intoxicating. In fact, Luka could feel herself get weak in the knees. Paris chuckles and moves closer to Luka, making the pinkette's face ignite into a fierce blush.

"Is that so? Well I can make you one anytime you ask," Paris purrs, laying on the charm tenfold. She knows what she is doing and doesn't let up in the slightest. She can see the reactions she is getting from Luka and is enjoying them more and more. It wasn't common that a gorgeous girl like Luka was gay, so Paris was going to milk it for all it was worth.

"Paris..." Luka murmurs, but she is beyond the point of fighting. Paris moves and successfully pins the beauty in between her and the counter. Paris leans in, so close Luka can feel her breath against her lips.

"Yes?" Paris questions, her lips moving against Luka's, tantalizing the pinkette further.

"Luka!" Meiko shouts from outside, oblivious as to the happenings within the café, "Let's go! Luki is waiting!" Paris pulls away from Luka and smirks. She then heads away, helping the others clean the café.

Luka is left stunned, yet she makes her way out to Meiko and into the car. She reaches her hand up and gently touches her lips. Nothing truly happened, but she was powerless to stop it. She wanted Paris to take her right then and there, and that thought process strikes fear within the pinkette. And yet, there is this nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she is betraying Miku. Her heart strains as it is pulled in two different directions. Should she go with the wild and daring temptress, who no doubt will protect her from any harm? Or the sweet and easygoing friend, who will provide comfort when no one else can?