UTAU Academy

Chapter Six: Missing

(a/n): OK, so, first off, I have got a new reader! With no OC needed! Yay! And I kinda forgot about the Takanashi twins! Until I saw their creator's review, and I was like 'Oh snap better include them into this chapter! And there you go! I'm currently using my iPad right now, so forgive moi for the choppy sentences. By the way, does anyone know any Vocaloid that has red eyes, pale skin, and pale hair? Besides Tei Sukone, of course. Thanks. The super author's note have now ended! And then I went to read another Vocaloid OC story. I want to do a collab with that author, I wonder if she'll agree... And then... There's me watching a certain pirat-themed anime! Guess what? The answer is pretty obvious though. :P

OK! Back to the story, pronto!


A tall, curvy woman walked into the building. Strands of white hair sticking out from under her pink wig that's too small, comas was swirling around the black dot in those madness-filled crimson eyes. Her face was caked with blood, and her maid outfit hugged her body tightly since it was too small, showing her chest and curves, and had blood staining the apron, with the headpiece missing. Her skin was too pale, and in those hands were a blood-tainted knife.

"What can I do for you?" the lady the info counter were not shocked by her appearance. She thought it was another cosplayer. She cast her curly golden hair aside, and blinked her large, round blue eyes. Her name tag read 'Sweet Ann' "I am looking for Len Kagamine, I am a fellow cosplayer."

The woman nodded, and typed something into her old-styled computer, and waited a few minutes for it to load. After a few minutes, it was still not done loading. She got out a piece of paper and a pen, and pushed it towards the girl. "Ojosan, why don't you leave your name down first? And your ID number if you may," she said. The girl nodded, and received the paper. She scribbled something down, and handed it back.

"Oh..." the woman wrinkled her nose. There were blood all over the paper, and the pen that she borrowed her. "Thank you, Miss Hanabi. I'll take you to Len Kagamine right away. Please follow closely. Big Al, please mind my counter!"

"Sure, sweetie," he laughed, and Sweet Ann fumed, mumbling about taking care of him later. The main with the brown ponytail minded the counter, staring at the super slow and old computer.

The woman walked into a room, and held the door open. "Please," she smiled. The cosplayer smiled and walked in. "Thank you," she said softly, madness laced in her voice. But Sweet Ann paid no heed.

Back at the counter, the file finally loaded. Big Al smirked, and read the file. It was a file of the cosplayers Len will be working with in another half an hour. The list of cosplayers were:

Miku Hatsune

Rin Kagamine

Luka Megurine

Gakupo Kamui

Meiko Sakine

Yuki Kaai

He picked up the bloody paper and frowned. "The blood is so real..." he had to praise the cosplayer. She must've made her own blood. His yellow eyes read the words written in the paper:

(Scribbled writing) Ruri Hanabi, 14, cosplayer

UTAU_T001245EI_SUKONE_SCOTTIE

"Huh? Her name is Ruri Hanabi and her ID number has 'Sukone' and 'Scottie' in it?" he frowned. Sukone... Scottie... it seems familiar, Scottie is obviously familiar since Big Al uses the same brand of tissue, but it's Sukone... Sukone means healthy sound, so Len and Sweet Ann were safe... right?

Well... not always... the first daughter of the Bukine family can't even use a weapon... he had seen her once, when he was talking business with them. He saw a younger Bukine sparring with their father, and the eldest Bukine was sitting at the sidelines, happy, and injured.

"Akira-chan is such a weak girl," the mother sighed and shook her head. "Unlike Akuma-chan, who can wield anything and face anything with her nose up in the air."

Akira must've heard her, and she left the room. Big Al was disappointed though. Akira was a pretty girl, he could've spent the whole time just staring at her. Akira Bukine was a pretty girl, with those long, waist-length soft pink hair. And those large, maroon eyes. Her body was something Akuma would never achieve, not just Akuma, but most girls. Her creamy skin was spotless and flawless, save for her long limbs. She was cute, no, not cute, she was beautiful.

So, he decided to just ignore it and sleep on it. After all, Sweet Ann will wake him up when she returns. Right?

Wrong. She did not wake him up. In fact, she did not return at all. "Big Al, wake up," someone shook him lightly. He stirred, and opened one yellow eye. He saw a head of blonde hair.

He jolted awake. He stared at the person in front of him. Like Sweet Ann, she had the same shade of blond hair, and seductive blue eyes. She was tall and had a nice body too. Her name tag read 'Lily', and her face was caked with light make-up, complimenting her fair skin and soft features.

"L-Lily! Have you seen Sweet..." before he could finish, Lily smirked, and pinched his cheek softly.

"Oh, you dear boy! Worrying about your girlfriend at a time like this! She's gone home, safe and sound!" she smiled, and Big Al noticed something, but he didn't say it. He decided to keep it to himself. "Hey, Big Al, I'm having trouble carrying the heavy new packages, can you help me?"

Big Al nodded, and followed her.

"So, Lily, are you free tomorrow night?" he asked her as they walked down the hall. "Oh, you! You're flirting with me even though you have a girlfriend?... Hmm, I like brave men. Fine, I'll make time."

Big Al rolled his yellow eyes. "Ugh, Lily, Sweet Ann is not my girlfriend, for the last time! Plus I don't like her!" he edged closer and hugged her slim waist, snaking his hand down her thigh. "But, I like you, and I'd like to make you my girlfriend." He said flirtatiously. She giggled, and pushed away his hand. "Better watch that tongue." She teased, and they walked down.

"Aah!-"


"Welcome to my home!" Hashiyan smiled, as he held the door open for his guest. Akuma smiled, and walked in. "Wow, it's a comfy house."

She spied a couple bean bags laying around, with a small, fat old-styled TV standing proudly on a wooden table, with picture frames and a vase of pink wildflowers, with piles of books stacking beside it. Thkid inning table was split into half, a box of Kleanex served sthe borderline. One half was for dining, and the other for other uses, like Hashiyan studying, Ember planning her stuff, and sometimes for their bets and notes. A small kitchen was behind it, with not much inside. It was a one-storey house, with the rooms in the far end. There we're two rooms, one big and the other not so big. There was only one personal bathroom and another public bathroom.

Hashiyan went into the small kitchen and returned with two mugs of hot chocolate. "Thanks," she took a sip from the mug, and sat on one of the bags. Hashiyan sat on the other. "Ugh, today was a tough day, sensei must be mad! My back aches like hell, and my arms are hurting!" she complained, setting the mug down on the small coffee table in front of the TV.

The older UTAU smiled at her, and laughed. "Really? It was fine to me," he said, eyes smiling. Because I got to do it with you, remained unsaid, but lingered in his mind. "I feel sorry for poor Ember thoughhe's he hates to miss basketball practice."

Akuma sighed, and Hashiyan turned on the TV. It was the news channel, and the news anchor was speaking. Akuma usually watches the news channel in the evening, but she could deal with it being earlier. The news anchor, Teto Kasane, held a small stack of paper and looked directly into the screen, occasionally glancing at the paper. Akuma pays attention to the news happening around town, and since she liked Teto, she tunes into her news.

"Urgent news, if you see this girl, please contact the number below. The girl's real name is Ruri Hanabi, aged 14, and is a student in UTAU Academy, and along with this guy, Zebra, aged 16, and also a part of UTAU Academy. They were reported missing today along with a few workers at Crypton, Sweet Ann, Big Al and Lily."

A number appeared under the pictures of a smiling Ruri and a group photo of a guy with a brown pigtail and yellow, with two blondes with yellow eyes. His arm was snaked around them, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Pervert," Akuma blurted out the first thing on her mind. "Look at that look on his face, and his arm is nearly touching their boobs."

Hashiyan was on the phone, and he put it down as she finished her sentence. "I know, and I know this guy. Big Al, I know him. He works in the main Crypton HQ, and he's in good relation with your family... Bukine. The family of weaponry and sports."

A thousand question mark appeared on Akuma's face. "Really? I don't recognize him!" she was confused, what did he mean? "Besides, if he did, Akira would call me-" just as she said that name, her phone started playing her ringtone, 'Alice Human Sacrifice'.

"Akuma-chan, I know Big Al! He's close to our family, Bukine!" Akuma covered the hearing end, and smiled apologetically, her face crimson. "He's close to our family."

Just then it flashed the profile of their missing friends... Ruri Hanabi and Zebra Ryuu. Akuma clasped her gauntlet-less hands on her mouth, suppressing a sob from escaping her lips. Hashiyan spit out the chocolate in his mouth, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He felt a pang of sadness, mixed with shock rise in his heart. He is worried. After all, Hashiyan, Ember and Zebra grew up together. They used to play in the village when they were kids. Then Zebra moved to the city, followed by Ember, before Hashiyan finally moved too. And luckily they met each other again. Without saying anything, Hashiyan and Akuma looked at each other, locking each other's gaze.

He could see tears swelling up in those usually emotionless, and quiet crimson eyes. Ruri and Akuma were really good friends, over the past few days, they had grew a strong bond, thanks to Akuma being friends with Reina, and Reina had known Ruri for quite a while now.

Unbeknownst to Akuma, a silent tear slid down her pale cheek.


A pair of large, glowing crimson eyes stared lovingly at the portrait in front of them. Strands of messy pink and white hair framed the large ruby-like eyes. The portrait was of the world's number one virtual original shota... Len Kagamine.

Blood stained the portrait, but the admirer didn't care. In fact, the admirer thought that the blood added to the beauty.

"Len-kun..." cherry-red lips curved into a deadly, madness-filled smile, as a blood hand touched the portrait, leaving a trail of blood at its wake. "Love me." The words were filled with hopelessness, loneliness, and sadness. It was like a plead of help, to save the admirer from the madness and loneliness they were in. The world is a deadly place, but only a few, such as the admirer, could truly feel the madness and pain that the world holds.

The pair of hands picked up a doll, it was a carefully made doll of Len Kagamine, and next to it laid a doll of the world's number one virtual diva, with pins and needles sticking out and in of it. A virtual tear dripped from the eyes of the abused doll, like a plead of help.

Next to the portrait, was a bloody handprint, and the words 'SAVE ME' done messily in a rush, with a bit of inking problem, a missing inking here, and too much inking there.

Nevertheless, it was beautiful.

The admirer's thoughts echoed in the thin walls, unlike her words, which never echoed. And just for a moment, you could see life, and a plead of help in those ruby eyes, before it flickered, and madness took over the eyes.

Fight. You must fight. If you don't, you're bound to lose.

"Shut up!" the admirer tossed the abused doll across the room, it hit a nail that was sticking out, and was spiked there. "You don't know how it feels! Whether you fight or not, you're bound to lose!"

The admirer picked up the Len doll, and hugged it close to their chest, the large boobs suffocating the doll.

"I wonder," the female admirer's lips curved into a smirk. "Will Len enjoy being in-between my boobs?"


(a/n): O.o I am surprised at what I wrote there too. I guess it should reach the climax or this arc soon! I can't wait to start the fanfic crossover! But first I must find someone... :P It should be worth a try, right?

Well, I know I asked for six reviews, and there's only been five, but who cares, I can't wait to post, since I promised someone. :) OK, here you go, Hourglass! :D Does anyone here have interest in doing the crossover with me? Please PM me! And how many chapters do you want this fanfic to have? I don't think continuing it plotless will help, so I'm asking for your opinions.

What do you think? Do you want the sequel to start soon? Or do you want to wait much longer? Reviews! :D

*Please note that I would like another five reviews or so! BTW, here's a special side-story since these two OCs haven't appeared for a while now.


UTAU Academy

Side-story: The Takanashis' Story


Ami smiled as she smelled something delicious as she walked down the stairs. "Hey mom, what's cooking?" she asked without thinking. In the kitchen, Yomi rolled her eyes as she wiped her hands on her cream-coloured apron tied around her waist. "It's 'Yomi' and not 'mom', idiot! If you miss mom that much, then go home!"

Embarrassed, Ami showed her tongue and went to get a glass cup, and poured a glass of orange juice for herself. "You want anything, neechan?" she asked as she put the carton of orange juice back into the fridge. Yomi nodded. "Some maple syrup to go with the pancake, and a glass of strawberry milk please," she said as she put the pancake in two different plates.

Two years ago, Ami had a fight with her parents when her mother threw a crude remark about Ami not worthy of the Takanashi name as she had failed Algebra. Angered, Ami packed her stuff and was ready to go, and instead of stopping her, the Takanashi's pride, Yomi Takanashi packed her bag and joined Ami.

"If Ami changes her name, as her sister, I will support her and change mine too," she said sternly, and ignored her mother's command. Her father was shocked. "I won't listen to anyone that underestimates my sister!"

Her mother went back to her room, angry and frustrated that she had lost control over her children. Her father decided that staying will only cause bigger trouble, so he bought a house and let the twins stay in.

He even signed them up for UTAU Academy, and told them to keep it a secret. They were glad and thanked their father and left.

Even now, occasionally, Ami would miss home too much and forget about that incident. But Yomi forgave her, because she misses home too. But not that woman that she had to call 'mother and bow in respect whenever they cross path. She had gone power-crazy once and said that they must kowtow to her whenever they cross path. Ami argued their way out of following that rule, but they must still bow.

After finishing their meal, the twins went to grab their bags and prepare for school. Until Yomi's phone rung, playing Luka and Meiko's duet of 'Magnet'. "Hello?" she picked it up, and nearly spit out the strawberry milk in her mouth.

"What? Ruri and Zebra are missing?"


(a/n): What do you think of the side-story? I thought it was... I dunno, fun to write? I created the backstory myself, and the owner of the twins aren't happy, then this will serve as a purely made side-story, but if you're OK with it, this may serve as something important in the main storyline.

Ciao! Thanks! Review please!