A\N: I'm back!
First, I want to say thank you to all have you who have proposed to be my Beta-Reader. I appreciate it. And I really didn't expect to have this much of demand... xD
I have now a new Beta-Reader, and it's Jak656 who really did a great job. *Thumbs up* Anyways thank you! ^ w ^
I put two chapters in one, because one was not really long...
Miku had just been thrown out of the hospital. The staff had dropped her outside even though the person who carried her had noticed that she was bare foot and that she was not wearing a coat. He just left her out there, in the cold of the night. But, did they have a good reason to force her out like that? Probably. After all, a girl who disturbed patients with excessive screaming, you did not see that every day…right? But this girl certainly had a good reason.
Loud breathing, blurred vision, dizziness, headache, rapid heartbeat, severe cough... The poor Miku was not feeling well at all. She was having a hard time making it. She walked very slowly while limping; she did not even know where she would go now. But she didn't care. Nothing mattered now. Finally she knelt on the grass that was slightly covered with snow, and curled up.
Her mother, whom she had placed all of her confidence today, had outright abandoned her. But in all honesty, how could she have trusted her? Wasn't it clear that her mother did not like her? She had never wanted children, but unfortunately, Miku was born. She had never known her father, and her mother refused to talk about him. Miku often wondered what he was like. Selfish, just like her mother? In any case, she really only knew what he looked like. So what was she supposed to do now? She had nowhere to go and, as of tonight, no family members to rely on.
However, while it was very important, this problem did not bother the tealette as much as it probably should.
There was, in fact, one reason why it did not bother her...
Only one reason...
"Luka," murmured Miku. Yes, the reason was Luka. Her Luka. Her dear Luka. Did she try to abandon her too? Did she…really? Miku could not forget a picture that was burned into her mind; the one where the pink haired girl was lying on the floor, with arms and abdomen covered in blood. However, the last time she had looked into the pinkette's eyes, back at the hospital, she had seen great sadness and concern on her face. Another sight Miku would not soon forget. It was as if suddenly Luka regretted her act of suicide. But could that really be true? Miku had been so mean to her and had insulted her about her homosexuality. Was it possible that Luka still didn't hate her? Could it be that Luka...still loved her?
So many questions that remained unanswered…
Along with all this, an unprecedented guilt had invaded Miku... She had felt it a lot lately, but never this powerful. This guilt was almost killing her. After everything that's happened there was enough to feel it almost pulling her stomach out her throat. She had killed Luka, or at least to give herself more hope, she had almost killed her. Miku had made her suffer so much. Did Luka really love her that much? To the point of committing suicide because her love was not reciprocated?
Miku came to understand how much Luka loved her. It was not just a crush... You could even say that, to Luka, the cyan haired girl was even more important than life itself...
The only person who really cared for her in this world was...
Luka
How could she be so stupid? How could she...?
Hands on head, Miku cried out as strongly as she could, attracting the attention of some passersby. She screamed for a long, long, long time...until she was exhausted. Completely breathless, she lied back on the grass and looked at the cloudy sky. Small flakes of snow fell here and there, some finishing their minimal existence on her face.
Suddenly Miku no longer felt the cold night air. All the pain as well as her thoughts had finally left her mind... She suddenly felt empty. Very empty. This newfound emptiness felt incredibly good. And Miku did not even bother ask where she got this sudden comfort...
Her eyes began to close. She wasn't tired, on the contrary... She did not even have time to wonder what was going on as darkness came over her...
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Miku's eyes opened slowly. Her vision was blurry so she did not see much…but a particular smell invaded her nose. She recognized it immediately; the smell of violets. It was as if Luka was with her. But that could not be the case…it simply could not; even if the tealette would do anything for it to be true. She wanted to be near her so much. She wanted to see her again as she was before; happy and playful. But that Luka was gone. She would probably never see that Luka again.
However, Miku would do anything to see her happy again…
Yes, anything...
And she meant it. She might even kill herself just to see her happy for a few seconds. As she thought about it, wasn't it was obvious that Miku liked Luka? She could not deny it. At least not anymore. What she felt for her was not only a need to feel loved. Far from it. In fact, did she just like her? No. Miku loved Luka. More than anyone. She had just come to realize it. It did not, however, shock her to learn it. After all, it was so obvious.
This love was powerful. No, to be exact, their love was very powerful. It was like Miku was destined to be with Luka, and it was like Luka was destined to be with Miku. 'Destiny…eh?' The cyan haired girl never did believe in destiny, until now. She was attracted to Luka. Luka was attracting her like a magnet. She could not help herself but to like her, even if this love was wrong and forbidden. The only person who managed to make her heart beat was Luka...
She had to talk to her...
Miku jumped up. A sudden headache came over. She passed a hand through her hair before she realized something; she was sitting on a bed. But not just any bed. Luka's bed. So that was it, the smell of violets...but what she was doing there? She remembered leaving the hospital, by force, but what had happened after that? She no longer remembered. To Miku, however, it was not really important to know.
She looked around the room; no one was there. She was alone. The curtains were drawn, letting in the sunlight of the afternoon. What time was it? 1:00 PM. She stayed there that long...? Miku got out of bed quickly. She noticed that her clothes were folded on Luka's desk. A small piece of paper was lying on top. She took it with trembling hands, and began to read what was on it:
"Good morning or good evening Miku,
If you are wondering who wrote this letter, it's Luka's Mother. I have some things to tell you about my daughter. But first, I wanted to tell you that you are lucky we found you. Was it the state of my daughter that caused you pass out, out in the snow? Anyway, I washed your clothes in case you would ask; they were dirty and wet.
Finally, I think it's important that I speak about Luka. I know how important you are to her. You might wonder how I know this, right? I read her diary. I know its wrong, but I was so worried about her that I had no choice but to read it to see if there was a reason to for her to hurt herself like that. I was surprised to learn what was inside. But I did find what I was looking for, I found the reason, and I'm guessing that you already know it, but I'll tell you. The reason is you, Miku. I will not tell you what she wrote, but know that her words are as deep and sincere as can be. I saw that despite everything, my daughter loves you. And that, I wanted you to know. I also realized that this love was not reciprocated; I understand that not everyone is gay, but I ask you to at least respect her choice. I'm not asking you to love her, just to respect her. At least, be her friend, that's what she wants.
Unfortunately I do not know if everything will be alright, but I hope it will with all my heart. Her injuries are serious... I'm really worried...
Oh and, if you need anything, please feel free to let me know...
With that, Merry Christmas Miku."
Tears began to burst suddenly on Miku's cheeks, running down the sheet. Her hands were shaking constantly and she was having difficulty breathing. She already knew all that. They didn't have to remind her that she was the one who had injured Luka. She dropped the letter on the floor... She also wanted to read the diary to see what she had written in it.
She then began to search. She searched everywhere: on her desk, in her drawers and even under the bed, but she was unsuccessful; It was nowhere to be found. She then uttered a groan. Miku had so wanted to know...mostly because she wanted to know what she was feeling.
Nevertheless, she should go see her now. She walked over to her clothes and put them quickly. She did not even have time to do her usual twin tail hairstyle or knotting her tie, she just let it dangle around her neck. She then left the room, went down the stairs and began to open the front door but was immediately interrupted by someone, "Where do you think you're going, Miku?"
She recognized the voice. It was Luka's brother. She then turned, facing him. His eyes were red...as if he had been crying. The wounds on his older sister had certainly upset him. He was looking at her angrily. Uncomfortable, the tealette lowered her head. She opened her mouth to speak, hesitated, and then closed it. She was not even able to apologize...
Luka's brother finally came to her, and looked firmly into her eyes. "I forbid you to go see her", he said in a serious tone of voice.
In shock, Miku froze. Her sight was becoming blurry...
"Luki! Stop it immediately! " boomed a male voice from the living room. 'So his name was Luki?' He suddenly stopped, although his face still expressed anger. Again, the poor girl, terrified, tried to apologize, to no avail. But Luka's parents arrived at this time. They also had cried; their eyes showed it. This made Miku feel even more uncomfortable; it was her fault after all...
"You want to go to the hospital, am I right?" the father finally asked in a calm voice. The cyan haired girl nodded slowly.
"We were about to visit her, do you want to come with us?"
Miku nodded her head again, unable to say anything. Then suddenly, Luki slammed his hand against the wall, fists clenched, startling the girl violently. He probably did not want the tealette to come, which was quite normal considering the situation, after all, the cause of all this was her. One stern look from the father had eventually calmed Luka's brother.
The girl then put on her boots; she had forgotten them the last time when she rushed out last night after discovering Luka. The other family members were in the process of dressing warmly to go out. It was rather cold, after all. The mother of the pink haired girl arrived with her coat, but Miku refused to take it. But she did take the time to tie a knot in her necktie.
When they were all ready, they left. Before entering the car, Luki looked angrily at Miku. A lump then formed in her throat. She came to realize that one of his eyes was bruised, and that it was herself who had done that. Did she hurt him that much yesterday? She was not even aware of what she did when she had hit him. Still, she had to sit next to him, but she avoided looking in his direction as best she could.
The way to the hospital was unsettling; it had been silent all along. Luka's mother cried once and again, while Miku felt the disdainful look Luki had placed on her the whole trip. The cyan haired girl still felt uncomfortable. So it was a relief when they finally arrived. Miku was the first to get out of the car. She did not even take the time to thank Luka's parents as she hurriedly walked into the hospital.
But when she came to the door of the room that contained her beloved, Luka's father told her to wait. He approached the person who took care of rooms, and asked if a visit was allowed. Miku did not understand the rest of the conversation; she was so nervous that she did not hear anything. The father finally came back and said to all the members of the family, including Miku, "Since Luka is in intensive care, we can stay only twenty minutes, and only one person at time. I propose five minutes each, does everyone agree?" Only five minutes! But the cyan haired girl had so much to say! It just wasn't enough time! However, she was obliged to accept, since all the Megurine's had agreed. She could not be selfish, after all...Luka was important to them too.
So they went near Luka's room….Luka's father decided the order in which they would go; the mother first, father second, third would be the brother and finally last to go would be Miku. The girl was disappointed. She would have preferred to be first or second. But once again, she could not be selfish, so Miku sat down in a chair, still feeling the gaze that was coming from Luki. This was going to be a long fifteen minutes.
Miku spent her time watching the clock constantly, making time even longer. Her intense stress did not help either. When Luka's father finally ended his visit, she noticed that he had glassy eyes. Concerned, the tealette bowed her head. It seemed that this visit would not be so easy…
It was the same for Luka's mother after her visit; her eyes were red.
It was now time for Luki to go and see her. Miku therefore remained alone with the parents. No one spoke. Luka's mother was crying loudly, causing the cyan haired girl to become more worried and anxious than she was before. Was her condition that bad...? She was afraid to go in there now. Luka's brother came back...He was the only one who's eyes did not look swollen because of the sadness. He threw a glance at Miku, before sitting back in his chair.
Well, it was now Miku's turn. She rose. Luka's mother then gave her a reassuring smile, which the tealette returned. She took a deep breath, and entered.
Miku wasted one minute of her precious time just looking at her, not moving from her position near the door. No words exchanged, just gazes that met each other midair. The petite girl hesitantly stepped towards her, then sat down in a chair near her hospital bed. Again, the girls did not speak, even if they had so much to say...maybe it was the fact of seeing her beloved in this state? Bandages covered her arms, her skin was pale, her eyes were surrounded by fatigue, sweat beaded her forehead, and breathing seemed difficult for her, but she could not see the girl's abdomen for it was hidden beneath the sheet.
Miku opened her mouth to speak but no sound came out. Though, she took one of the pinkette's hands in her own, continuing to look into her eyes. Luka's hands were trembling as were hers... Her skin was cold...so cold...
"Miku...", finally whispered Luka in an almost inaudible voice. It seemed that just saying a single word was causing her pain. Miku's eyes then filled with tears. However, she could not cry. She had to stay strong. But she was still unable to say anything. Miku contented herself by taking the other girls' hand and gently placing her lips on it. Despite the cold, her hand was so sweet...but without realizing it, a tear rolled down her cheek, landing gently on the hand of her beloved.
"Miku, you..."
"If you die, then I'll die too."
The cyan haired girl had said this in such a way that it showed how sincere she was. Luka seemed so shocked... Then suddenly, she sat up on her bed in a very abrupt move.
"No! You just-" The pinkette was suddenly cut off. Miku could see her facial features change as if she was suddenly in pain. Miku got up immediately; she realized that the quick move had hurt Luka. She regretted her words; it was her fault. It was still her fault that she was hurt! Her sight blurred, while the panic came over. She approached her, put her hands on the others' shoulders and screamed to ask if she was okay.
The latter did not reply...
Miku then went for help.
She then screamed in the hallways:
"Help! Someone help her!" A doctor who was passing by asked what was happening. All Miku could do was point to the door of the room, unable to say anything.
He then rushed into the room…
It was still Miku's fault…
All of it was Miku's fault...
She was just hurting her even more…
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The guilt had never been so present and powerful. Miku had been feeling a lot of guilt lately, but you could say that this was the worst. Even the word "worst" was not strong enough to describe this immense guilt that was killing her...Wait, that was killing her? Exactly. Previously, she ate and slept at least a little while, and now, it was very rare. She felt no hunger... She felt a very heavy fatigue but even if she tried to sleep, it did not often work. Her thoughts were constantly on the source of this guilt. And it was these thoughts that tormented her continually; these thoughts that would gradually destroy her...
Guilt was the worst feeling that existed, Miku decided.
The worst of all...
A ball of emotions were tumbling inside Miku. Fear, sadness, anxiety, loneliness; none could even compare to the guilt. Imagine how powerful it was...Powerful enough to bring an omnipotent depression. And she was alone to fight it. Totally alone... Face buried in the pillow, Miku tried as much as possible to smell her perfume. Her sweet scent of violets that she loved so much...Presently it was her only way to feel close to the pinkette. She felt, just by smelling her perfume that she was there…just beside her. But she was not. However, this is what she was dreaming about. She wanted so much to be in her arms, in order to feel the warmth of her body against hers, and to bury her head in her shoulder to smell her perfume. She wanted to hear her smooth voice whispering sweet words, feeling her warm breath caressing her ear. Her lips...To feel her soft lips gently caress her cheek, and her mouth to kiss her passionately
An intense red then invaded Miku's face while her heart was agitated violently in her chest. These embarrassing thoughts were engulfed Miku's spirit more and more. Just thinking about these things, it was enough to make her heart pound audibly... She was really in love with Luka... A girl. However, learning that she was gay or perhaps bisexual did not really shock her. She was a little disgusted to have these kinds of embarrassing thoughts about a girl, of course, but she had to accept it. Still, to say to herself that she was a lesbian made her sick. She did not like this word at all… She even wondered why it was absolutely necessary to name these things. Why do we call girls who loved other girls, lesbians? Perhaps because they were not normal?
However, learning that she loved a girl made her realize how she had hurt Luka. All the horrible things she had said before made her aware of her mistakes. If only she would have learned of her feelings earlier, they might have both been happy. They would certainly have been forced to hide their forbidden relationship, out of the public eye, but it would not have bothered her. To see Luka's happiness...That was what she wanted most, but it unfortunately failed... She hoped at least to see one of those smiles filled with love that she had once sent to her in the time they were friends. She remembered the effect those smiles had on her; her cheeks would turn red and her heart would be pounding. Basically, it made her feel a bit embarrassed, but she really liked that smile. For her, it only accentuated the girls beauty that was already above average... She couldn't deny that Luka was the prettiest girl she had ever seen. Her perfect pink hair fit perfectly with her crystal blue eyes that highlighted her perfect white skin. The shape of her face was perfect. The shape of her body was perfect. In short, Luka, was perfect. Miku was never tired of watching her…
She remembered the time she had brokenLuka's MP3 player, and how she was feeling extremely guilty. But Luka had forgiven her so easily. As always the pinkette was much too nice. She remembered that she had even bought Miku an ice cream immediately after the accident, and then had no more money to get herself some. Then, how stupid Miku felt asking her to take a bite of her ice cream. Perhaps she had feelings for her back then? It was all so complicated...Especially since Luka, in high school, was the only person to accept her as she was. A loser, a shy, awkward one. A person who had very few friends, a person that people laughed at. But Luka, she had always respected her, had always helped her affectionately, was always by her side no matter what was going on.
A tear rolled down Miku's cheek; she wiped it with the back of the hand. She clenched her fists... Luka had been so nice to her, and the cyan-haired girl had rejected her like… Well, just like shit… But when Miku was mocking her, she was frightened; all her stupid actions had been because she was afraid. Afraid of what she was discovering. She was just an idiot…
It was too late to turn back ...
Miku clenched her teeth as strong as she could, the same with her fists. She missed Luka. Terribly. She, who was usually not a believer, prayed to God every night for Luka to survive, for her to come back as before...or maybe more than "as before".
In addition, she felt horribly alone. After all, wouldn't you be if your mother was your only family, and then she abandons you like that when you had done nothing wrong? Miku wondered what she had done wrong to deserve this. Was it because her mother was aware of her forbidden love for Luka? Or was it because of money? She knew they had big money problems, and perhaps that removing her daughter in her life would help solve this problem? She would probably never know the reason. But sometimes it was better not to know the truth...so perhaps it was better not to know, after all? Besides, Luka's parents had agreed to help. Luka's father asked her where she lived; she then had no other choice but to explain everything. He was shocked by this news, and had therefore proposed to keep Miku until they found a solution. Luka's parents were incredibly nice. They had given her food to eat and looked after her. The cyan haired girl was not used to seeing a loving family, for she had never known one. However, there was still Luki, who had trouble accepting her. He often looked at her with a disdainful look that Miku would try to avoid at all costs. He was angry because he knew perfectly well that the cause of everything that was happening was the girl with the cyan hair.
Yes, it was all her fault...
Two knocks, from the door, startled Miku.
"Can I come in?" asked a female voice. Miku, recognizing Luka's mother's voice, shouted "yes." Then she heard the door open, but the tealette did not even bother to look. She preferred not to do so anyway. She knew she had red eyes because of sadness. All members of the family usually had eyes filled with despair; her guilt was just getting worse because of this. She felt Luka's mom sit on the bed, slowly. There was then a long silence where Miku felt really uncomfortable. Then the mother took a deep breath before muttering, "When she was young, she..." Her voice was low. The "she" was Luka... Curious, the girl also sat on the bed. Luka's mother then looked at the ground; this seemed to be a hard thing to talk about...
"When she was young, she was so different from today," she finally whispered, closing her eyes, "Have you noticed that my daughter always seems to be so strong? A person who is afraid of nothing? But this is a lie. She hides herself behind a shell, she always tries not to show weakness, but that's exactly what she is, weak. It's hard to believe, but when she was young, she was the kind of girl who hid from the crowd. She was so shy that she was afraid to walk in public. She also had very few friends. People even called her 'Dumb' because she spoke so rarely."
She took another deep breath before continuing, "She had never been happy...always unhappy. I didn't know how to help her. Then we moved to this city...and I had finally begun to see her smiling. I was so happy that I almost cried. She spoke of you with an unparalleled enthusiasm. So I thought, 'Hey, this Miku must be a good person' Sometimes she even smiled like that for no reason. I realized that you had great importance in her eyes...then suddenly, she came back as before; unhappy…and, even more than before ... I..."
Loud sobs coming from Miku, suddenly interrupted Luka's mother. She had just learned so much about Luka that she had been unaware; it was a huge shock. She came to understand how she acted in such a selfish way during the time they were friends. Luka had seemed so strong. She had never thought for one second that she had suffered so much in the past, and the one who had complained was... Miku. The one who had protected her, the one who had comforted her in the past was probably the one who had needed the most help... How could she be so stupid? How could she be? The cyan haired girl had totally ruined her life. It was shameful, it was unforgivable... She will never forgive herself for that. She had, in addition, understood exactly how much Luka was like her; they both had this feeling of loneliness...
Miku was crying so badly that she had trouble breathing. She apologized several times to Luka's mother in a choking voice, telling her that everything was her fault. The latter was crying too...This lasted a few long minutes, and when the two girls had cried every tear from their bodies, Miku whispered, "I'm so sorry " Luka's mother smiled sweetly, before changing the subject. "It's been a week that you've been here and you haven't done a thing. I think a walk would be nice, don't you think so? Oh, and since you have not visited Luka in a while, she told me she wanted to talk to you if it's possible... We are planning to visit her this afternoon, will you come with us?"
Luka wanted to talk to her...? In this case, she had no choice but to nod; she really wanted to know what Luka had wanted to talk to her about, after all. Luka's mother finally sighed and gave her a last glance before leaving the bedroom.
Miku decided to stay a bit to think about what she had just learned. So Luka was a person who hid her weaknesses? But why did she never speak to her about this? It was true that in the time they were friends, she had known only a little about the pink haired girl. They had never really talked about their past. If she had known earlier that Luka was that sort of person, she would have certainly not treated her the way that she did.
The tealette finally decided to get up, stretching her arms. It was true that taking a walk would certainly be a good thing; even if she did not really want to. She could not stay forever in this pity state, after all... Miku went out of the room and went down the stairs, taking her time. She put on her boots and her coat, feeling watched again contemptuously by Luki. It was with a unique malaise that she left the house.
The wind was spawning; it didn't take long before the cyan haired girl started to shiver from the cold. Winter was a difficult season for her, being as petite as she was; standing the cold was not an easy task for Miku...She could begin to shiver at almost nothing.
Her walk lasted only a short time; she was already out of breath, even if she had walked only five minutes. She was certain that in her condition, it was normal. She then sat on a bench near a park, before looking at the sky. It was cloudy... It looked like it was going to snow. She then rubbed her hands together to try to warm up while watching a couple kissing in the distance... Then her thoughts turned immediately to Luka, making memory of the kiss they had shared... She remembered it very well. After all, how could she forget it? It was also her first kiss. She had never thought it would have been with a girl and even less with Luka. She remembered the feeling that this kiss made her feel; her lips were soft and had a slight taste of cherry. Luka had kissed her slowly and hesitantly. She had not really enjoyed it, since she had been in shock. But now she would do anything to find her lips against hers again; to kiss her without any hesitation… Miku then bit her own lips, trying to remove these embarrassing thoughts.
Then, suddenly, she felt hands land on both of her eyes, making her jump. A male voice then asked her, "Guess who?"
It was so obvious... Miku still could not help herself from smiling, happy to find her old friend.
"Kaito," she whispered. The person then sighed, and raised his arms in the air as a sign of defeat.
"Why does everyone know each time it's me? This isn't funny... You could at least pretend to not know it, you know!"
The girl could not help but laugh a little, despite the sadness that overwhelmed her. Kaito was one of her few good friends; you could indeed say that she had been lucky to find him here, right now. Especially since she needed to talk to someone. The blue-haired boy then sat next to her, before saying in a voice full of irony, "What are you doing here, Your Majesty? I thought you had moved to Tokyo..."
Your Majesty… Miku looked up to the heavens. Then, realizing his question, she bowed her head before shrugging her shoulders. Understanding that this is a rather delicate subject, he preferred to change it, "Have you heard about ... Luka?" he asked, seeming hesitant. The cyan haired girl jumped violently, not expecting that at all. She froze, unable to say anything. 'How did he know?' Kaito scratched the back of his neck as a sign of nervousness, and said, "I know a little about what had happened."
"H-How?"
"Well, most of the people in school were aware of Luka's homosexuality, right? And I watched you and Luka...it was obvious that Luka was in love with you, but you, you..."
"Shut up... I already know this..."
Miku then shook her fists. 'Was he the only one who noticed all this? Or were there others who knew?' Kaito then began to laugh nervously, a little embarrassed to have been cut off so brutally, especially by a usually shy person such as Miku.
"Hey, Kaito...?"
"Mm?"
"Do you find it unusual if a girl loves another girl?"
"No, I do not think so. For me, what is important is the emotion, not the people who are involved with the feelings.
"I see... What if…what if I told you that I...I'm in love wi..with Luka?"
There was then a long silence where Miku felt very uncomfortable. Tears welled up in her eyes. Then, Kaito sighed, before passing a hand through his hair...
"Wow… That is a complicated situation... I'm glad I am not a girl, because girl's problems always seem to be so complex. Anyway, I have only one thing to say to you, Miku…just tell her. You have to tell her. I think that's what would make her really happy."
Tell her! But it was so embarrassing after all the evil things she had done to her! What would she think of her? Nevertheless Luka was so very kind and understanding, and if she loved her too... There was little risk of something going wrong, right? Miku nodded, before saying, "You're a good person, Kaito..."
His cheeks then turned a bit red; he was not really accustomed to receiving such a compliment. He then rose, before taking a heroic posture.
"That's why I'm so popular with girls."
Miku looked to the sky.
"Why am I so surprised?"
Kaito then stopped to take this position, grimaced, and looked disappointed for a while. He then gave her a little friendly punch on the shoulder.
"Hey, what do you mean by that?"
The cyan haired girl burst out laughing, followed by Kaito. Laughing like this warmed Miku's heart so much… Friends ... She had just realized how much she needed some. The blue-haired boy then bowed, before saying, "Now, please excuse me, Your Majesty, but I have an important appointment with a pretty girl." With that, they gave each other a little friendly hug as a sign of farewell, and Kaito finally left, leaving only Miku. The latter sighed, before heading back to theMegurine household. Kaito was right; she should confess everything to Luka. It would certainly not be easy…but she hoped that everything would be fine... She had to admit that she was stressed, but she was also curious to see what Luka's reaction would be... Maybe she would be really happy, who knows?
When she finally arrived back at the house, she knocked on the door, and ... the very person she did not want to open the door, opened it. Luki once again looked very unfriendly at her, and as usual, Miku avoided him. She noticed quickly that the whole family was ready to go, which had startled the girl… Perhaps she was a bit too late?
"A little longer and we would have left without you," said Luka's father, with a small smile. Miku then nodded, not really knowing what to say. Luka's mother smiled sweetly as she often did. The cyan haired girl did not understand; why did they react so kindly to her when she may have killed Luka? She did not understand. However, Luki was always there to provide her with that feeling of resentment she thought she deserved, but still... What she had done, was just unforgivable.
So they went on their way to visit Luka...
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When they arrived at the hospital, it was the procedure as last time. That meant five minutes each, and the same order; Luka's mom, followed by the father, then the little brother and finally the last to go would be Miku. She sighed... But hey, she had no choice, and it also gave her time to calm down a bit. While the Megurine's were doing their five minutes with Luka, the cyan haired girl was pacing back and forth, thinking about how she could confess to her. For example: "Actually, Luka, I love you"? No, that sounded rather ridiculous? "I'm sorry for all the bad things I did, but I just now realized that I'm in love with you..."? … That too was grotesque. She sighed. She was not at all ready, and yet it was finally her turn.
She took a deep breath... Her hands were really sweaty. She was really stressed. And she knew that when she saw her beloved's state, it would hurt.
She finally entered. When she looked at her, it gave her a big punch in the stomach. Her heart wrung with a sudden pain as her breath was cut off. Her condition had seemed to have gotten worse; her skin was paler than ever, her eyes were really puffy, her breathing was loud, it looked like she just had trouble breathing. Miku lost a few seconds of her time frozen in her place, mostly from shock. She could not even decipher the expression on her face... She appeared to be in such bad shape... The cyan haired girl then went and sat on the chair next to the bed.
Another long silence. She had to tell her. She had to.
Miku took a deep breath, her cheeks took on a reddish complexion, she grabbed her own skirt with her hands and murmured quietly, "Luka, I... actually… I..."
"You know, Miku," Luka said abruptly, "I feel liberated..." Surprised, the cyan haired girl looked up at her; the pinkette was staring at the wall in front of her. Then she continued, "You had hurt me so much, Miku, that if it makes you feel any better...I'm not in love with you anymore... And you were right, it's disgusting... All homosexuals are...disgusting..."
Miku stared at her in disbelief. It was like a huge shock... Miku's heart had just been shattered. But Luka did not know that...or at least not yet. The tealette clenched her jaws. She stood up suddenly and shouted, "I love you, Luka! I'm in love with you!"
The pinkette widened her eyes, obviously stunned. Then unexpectedly, the expression on her face changed into an angry one... She clenched her fists and said in a voice slightly intimidating: "Do you realize what you just said...?" Miku gasped, surprised by the tone of her voice. Then, seeing no response from her lips, Luka repeated in a more ominous voice: "Do you realize what you, just, said, Miku!"
Tears then began streaming down Miku's cheeks. She did not understand. She did not understand this at all...
"Luka, I'm..."
"Just go away…"
Speechless, Miku ran, and slammed the door violently behind her. She was seized with a sudden dizziness. She even fell to her knees. She was confused...so confused. All she knew now was what it felt like to be rejected. It…hurt… She felt an extremely powerful pain in her chest ... She was hardly able to breathe, and her dizziness was growing in strength during the passing seconds...
Her sight was blurring...
She heard someone screaming her name…
Then, nothing...
Only darkness...
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