Miku woke up slowly, feeling extremely comfortable. Ah, this was a way to wake up; nice and calmly, no alarm blaring in your ears and nobody violently opening the curtains, making light shine in your face.
She sighed and rolled on her side, feeling something warm. She grinned, and cuddled next to the warm being, nuzzling her neck in a crook. She heard a muffled giggle.
"Stop, Miku…that tickles" mumbled Luka. Miku grinned again and moved her forehead in Luka's neck. The taller girl giggled again. "Stop…"
"I don't wanna…you're so warm" mumbled Miku, tickling her lips against her lover's skin. Luka rolled over slowly and Miku pouted.
"You could have just said that" she whispered before wrapping her two lean arms around Miku's form. The latter hummed, pressing herself against her. She hummed.
A knock on the door made the two jump out of their skins.
"Girls, I know you're both in there. So please get dressed, because I know you aren't, and come downstairs for breakfast" without waiting for a reply, the woman left the place in front of the door.
"Darn…" groaned Miku. Luka chuckled.
"Well…that happens"
Both quietly got dressed and went downstairs, slightly uncomfortable.
Ever since their parents knew they were going out, they kept making naughty remarks, and some embarrassing jokes. Sure, at least they were cool about it, but now it was getting annoying. And the worst part was that they knew it was getting annoying.
"Well, good morning" called the father from behind his paper. "Did you know that the weather forecasts cold days? Better have something warm-"
"We get it, Dad" groaned Luka, opening the fridge. The man chuckled.
"What? It's perfectly natural to feel-"
"I said we get it" she nearly snapped. Miku yawned. Darn…they should have slept earlier. Not that she regretted anything.
"Well…somebody's in a bad mood" mumbled the man with a smirk.
"I'm starting to wonder if you're a pervert to be taking joy in teasing two girls about this particular subject" stated Luka, closing the fridge, milk in her hand. The man looked at her with wide eyes.
"Me? A pervert?" Miku grinned.
"There are no other men here" she reasoned.
"Very well, suit yourself" replied Luka's father before returning to his paper. The two girls took their breakfast silently, just relishing in being side-by-side.
"It seems that your concert was a huge success last evening" the two girls hummed in response. "The 'New Faces' were better than anticipated, and your album had just broken all records including the speed of the sales, the numbers, and the requests. And the CD of the concert itself is now up for pre-order. And already 10'000'000 requests have been made" Luka looked up.
"Wait…there aren't as many humans on the planet" he man grinned.
"Companies have ordered some to be delivered in countries who can't reach us, and many others are gifts. Only one half of all that is said for personal use" Miku whistled.
"Our best yet" he looked over the paper.
"If this is your first concert…I wonder how the tenth one will be" Luka grinned.
"Indeed"
Miku noticed that she suddenly seemed a little distracted. She could read her like an open book, and now she seemed almost as if in a rush.
"Sorry…I got to go do something" declared Luka, before putting the utensils in the sink and going to their room. Miku shrugged and continued her breakfast.
Quickly she felt the man's gaze on her.
"Can I help you?" he grinned.
"Well, I remembered that you have your own little home, don't you?" Miku nodded slowly. She had completely forgotten about her own home. She had lived here for quite a while…
She wondered if her house was even standing.
"So, I thought that maybe you both could move there! That would gain you two some privacy and us some sleep, seeing the noise-" Miku groaned.
"Enough with the jokes please" he laughed.
"No, it's too fun. And it's better because I'm actually serious"
But Miku didn't listen, she was considering the idea. And she had to admit it wasn't a bad one. Actually…it was pretty good! The media didn't even know where it was, so they could have 100% tranquility there.
She rose form her seat and nearly crashed her dishes in the sink before running towards Luka's - or should she now say their - room.
She opened the door with a bang, and saw Luka jump practically three feet in the air.
"Hey, Luka!" Miku cheered. Luka quickly quit the page, not letting Miku see it. The smaller girl quickly forgot that and turned towards Luka, who suddenly seemed as if she were a three-year-old who was caught with the hand in the cookie jar.
"Luka…"
"Y-yes?"
"Were you being naughty?" asked Miku with a grin, stepping forward. "Were you doing things you shouldn't?" Luka smiled, taking a step back from the screen.
"Of course not!" Miku grinned.
"Good...or I would have had to punish you…" Luka rolled her eyes.
"Very well, try!" Miku chuckled.
"Nah! Any case, I just got the best idea from you dad!" the taller girl raised an eyebrow, piqued with interest. Miku smirked. "How about you come live with me, in my apartment?" Luka's face split in a smile.
"Hey, why not!" Miku smirked.
"Besides, the school year ends in already a week…why not celebrate?" Luka imitated her expression.
"I don't see a reason not to…" Miku stood on her toes and stole a long kiss, to which Luka immediately responded, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl's waist.
"Girls, get dressed" ordered the older woman as she passed the room. Miku groaned.
The woman was extremely good at choosing the perfect moments and phrases to interrupt them. At first it was slightly entertaining, but now…
It was classified as purely annoying.
Miku groaned, looking out of the corner of the window.
The media, cameras, everything was everywhere. Not possible to even open the chimney without them falling into the house. And this time the chainsaw didn't work.
Luka had already proposed going out there with her tuna, but everybody immediately refused. Who would want to see a raging Luka with a fish? Even if it might boost her popularity (which was big enough), it would be slightly dangerous.
Miku didn't know Luka had such a fetish with tuna. Ever since the got home from the hospital, she proposed to use it whenever she could, or not. Sometimes she would just take the dead swimming animal for no reason, just for fun.
Apparently she had had the thing for some time already, and took it to school every now and then. Only she never needed to use it. Miku trembled when she learned that, thinking of all the things she could have done with it to make her life miserable, which was her goal back then. But Luka laughed and said that she just had a thing for large tuna, in almost every kind of way.
Back to the media.
Miku was now extremely annoyed. They couldn't do anything, anymore. Meiko and the twins have already called, saying that the media have somehow gotten their addresses, and that they had camped on their front lawn. Luka wanted to suggest using a fish, but after a small argument with Miku, she grumbled that they should build a fence.
That was what Luka's family was planning this summer; a big fence surrounding the whole house, with 42-digit code and fingerprint recognition.
But now, they were nailed here. They couldn't leave, or even open a window. Going to the garage, to get the car, to go shopping was now impossible.
She sighed. Miku had wanted to go on a walk or something simple like that, but now…
"They are like flies over a dead body"
"Or fish" Luka laughed.
"Right-o…"
"They're still annoying" Miku let the curtain fall over the small spot she was looking out of, and turned towards her secret love.
"Well…what can we do?"
"Wait it out?" Miku laughed.
"Then, my dear, you'll wait a very, very long time" Luka huffed a little.
"So, what do we do?" Miku sighed.
"Yeah…we're such workaholics now, we can't even think fun anymore…"
"Well, excluding some type of fun, that is" she replied with a smirk. Miku rolled her eyes.
"Luka, the world doesn't turn around that"
"I know, I know…" she replied with a chuckle.
"So…"
"What do we do?"
Miku sighed, and put down the magazine.
They were everywhere. Absolutely everywhere. In the papers, the magazines, the radio, even. The concert was a great success, but that was only the main discussion of the radio and papers.
The magazines, crazy as they were, were talking about their duet and finale.
Ok…they got a bit carried away, in the end. The two were just supposed to look at the other lovingly, but Miku couldn't resist…even with the three million people watching. And apparently, Luka couldn't either.
But that aside, the magazines where wild about them. There was even a fourteen-page special about them, resuming absolutely everything, looking at everything from every angle, and every sort of possibility.
And all of those stories were just as exaggerated as Meiko's strange insults. Really…
But, Miku had to hand to them; they weren't completely false, either. But still…
Miku now understood the reason of the press at their doors.
She sighed, and put the magazine on the table, next to the paper.
One day they would have to explain it all, from the beginning to the end. She couldn't, though. The forest still chilled her to the bone, and her feet tingled at the mere memory. And not a good tingle.
She wondered when exactly they would let their masks fall completely. In any case, not before a few months. She preferred to then think about the present.
They were stuck at home, the parents, too. Every single possible and crazy exit has been covered by cameras. Miku started wondering if installing the fence would be an easy task.
And also…they were going to move to Miku's apartment, the end of the next, and last, school week. Miku had spent so much time here that she practically had her own closet now. She forgot from where those clothes had come from, but now she was practically moving as much as Luka was.
But…how, with all this press?
Miku sighed. She was over-thinking this. She got that from the song analyzing, maybe. Always checking, and re-checking, and re-doing…her mind has practically been evolved to analyze in depth.
She got up and walked to Luka's room, where said girl was already planning the move.
Miku smirked. How could one remark from a perverted dad change so much in less than a day? Already everything was planned.
Well, almost. Just the getting out of the house part was hard to figure out.
"Hey, Luka" once again, the pink-haired girl was behind the screen. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing" she answered, quitting the site. "What is it?" the seated girl asked. Miku shrugged.
"I can't stop thinking" Luka stuck out her arms, and Miku sat in her lap, letting the taller girl wrap her arms around her.
"What about?"
"Everything"
"That's a lot" Miku rolled her eyes.
"You're not helping" Luka chuckled.
"So, what in more precise details?"
"The move, the end of the school year, Meiko and the others, the stupid magazines and whatever they say, that stupid media camping outside-"
"Miku, that is a lot to think about" interrupted Luka. Miku sighed, melting in Luka's embrace.
"I know…"
"So…" Luka inhaled deeply "The end of the school year. We'll still see Meiko and the others, most likely everywhere. We won't have homework, no teachers, and no duties. So it's that much less to think about"
"But this year was special…" Miku sighed. This answer made Luka grin.
"Ah, now I see" She rested her cheek on Miku's head, gently pulling her fingers through her long hair. "Well, next year can be special, too. As you probably noted, you never know what can happen" Miku grinned.
"Yeah, my biggest fear turned into the most important thing in my life"
After a moment of peaceful silence, Luka continued the list.
"Meiko and the others are fine, you know that. Hell, they seem better. Ever since you came their lives have turned into the best kind of ride ever. We'll see them again, either in the studio because I'm sure they are still hired, or at amusement park and theaters…" she removed her head from Miku's and leaned closer to Miku's ear "Maybe even double dates?" she proposed. Miku couldn't help a grin.
"Luka, don't stray from the subject" though she inwardly admitted that the idea did seems strangely fun. Mostly because it wouldn't look like anything from a bystander's point of view.
"Well then. So…the stupid magazines. They're stupid, nothing to worry about. Though, some things they say are close to the truth, you have to admit" Miku groaned.
"But what if the world gets it before we get to tell them?" Luka sighed.
"Then the world gets it and we don't tell it. We would just have to tell it early enough, or mask the truth with a diversion…" Miku pouted.
"But I don't want to hide! We have, no, we are nothing to be ashamed of!" Luka sighed.
"I know…but the world today is…somewhat cold" Miku sighed.
"What could we do about that?" she asked. Luka shrugged.
"I don't really know" she admitted sadly. "I actually really don't know"
The room fell in another silence. Luka continued combing Miku's hair as they silently comforted the other.
There really was little they could openly do. This world was very restricted, very tight. Not many people, for many different reasons, are able to maneuver easily through life on this planet. Too many people kept a too bad of an eye on too many things.
And there was little they could do about it. Very little.
It saddened them. They really wanted to be able to express their feelings freely, without constantly looking out for onlookers or distracted gazes. They didn't want to have to suffer half the globe's advice. Sometimes, during their little silent moments, they would just wish they were more normal girls, without having their names printed on the face of every newspaper in every country.
Sometimes, they wished that not so many people looked at them. They all had their opinion, their desires, and their wishes. And not all of them would love to see them together.
On the contrary. Maybe they could trample them to death once they found out.
No matter how much both said that they didn't care what the world thought of them, they knew that the world could influence them, no matter what they think. If everybody indeed hated them for their most beautiful possession, then they could get fired, chased, shun, banished from the globe itself.
Simply because they were famous and desperately in love. The most deadly combination to date.
Luka sighed sadly. They have discussed this already many times, and it never seemed to get any better. All they could do is hope for the best. Until now, they were lucky.
But would it last?
Miku stretched, back sore and eyes heavy.
Thursday, finally. The week-end was spent in a most plain, but somewhat amusing way, and the school week was getting tough, even if it was the last.
They had to bring books back home, needed to clean their desks, their lockers, everything. Every two years the students needed to do the massive, huge clean-up, for the next two years. That was why the school always looked great and new.
But the work put into that was back-splitting.
Not to mention that their popularity had increased tenfold. And not only the divas', but Meiko and the others', too. Their apparition on stage had shocked most of the school; more than half being at said concert, but almost everybody was wild over their success.
Many were asking questions, like how they got in, why they did, and about the final duet. Miku and Luka didn't know their song had such an impact, but now many were screaming 'we support you!' even when they didn't know they actually were in love. Still only their class knew about them, and all those skeptical eyes had been thrown away.
"Hey, Miku! Why are you so tired?" asked Meiko, leaning the broom against the wall "Did you have too much fun last night?"
"Shut up…" mumbled Miku. She and Meiko cleaned the halls. They were in the 'Hall' team, and they were about fifty. They had to broom and sweep the floors and take away any spider webs in the high corners. Even if it sounded easy, the amount of corridors was too much.
Well, and also Miku was tired.
"Well, straighten up! Only the fourth and fifth floors left!" Miku groaned.
She wished Luka, Neru, Haku or even Len was here. Meiko had been pestering her all morning in shushed tones, and it was really, really annoying, but extremely entertaining for the brunette.
Neru was in the rooms group. She had the do the same as Miku's group, but for every single room in the building, with a few exceptions.
The computer rooms were one of those exceptions. With all the cables and such, some even needing replacement, it took much longer, despite the small amount of rooms. There were only ten people in that group and in there was Luka with Rin, Rin apparently being an expert in technology and mechanics of all sorts. She had even built her own road-roller, and it could easilly go one hundred seventy miles per hour.
But she was an excellent computer hacker, and knew everything that happened on the web. She was a computer-version of Neru. Neru knew everything about everybody through cell phone and Rin the same but through lap top. So, she knew about those thousand different cables as well.
But don't take her for a nerd who sits behind the screen the whole day. She is also a real athlete, and has a short fuse on certain subjects. But she is mostly very generous and kind.
Her brother is calmer, and reads books. But he shares her kindness and generosity. Though, he can be a real kid sometimes, and act a little spoiled. Most would confuse their personalities, but it was almost as if they had swapped bodies. Most expected Rin to be childish and Len a know-it-all genius.
Haku, Len and Gakupo were outside, picking up every scrap of trash they could find. Gakupo had already found a broken TV, apparently pushed out of the computer room. The teacher was relieved to finally know where it went.
Kaito, Len and Gumi did the gyms. Sweeping the floors, cleaning the material, waxing the wood, everything.
There were other groups as well, who hung outside to re-paint the walls, but those were only every six years. Today just happened to fall on that six-year mark.
"How many floors have we done…?" asked Miku. She didn't feel like doing the math right now.
"Well, there are five floors, Miku. So…" Meiko counted with her fingers, looking frustrated. "We did…already…three floors, I think" she nodded, grabbing the broom again. "Yep! Three done, two to go!" Miku collapsed on the ground next to her.
"I don't wanna…"
"Come on, you lazy jam pot! Think of poor Luka, who is covered in cables and is probably electrocuting herself to death!"
"Lucky…"
"And Len, who is cleaning the gym!"
"Lucky…"
"And Haku, who is grabbing garbage!"
"Lucky…" Meiko stood straight.
"Hey, we're the luckiest ones! How come you keep saying they're lucky?"
"Because they're not with you…" Meiko face faulted.
"Right…now get to work!"
"I don't wanna…"
"Is the mass of dust cleared?"
"Check"
"Are the countertops, sinks and tubs swiped and scrubbed?"
"Check"
"Is the garbage and rotten food thrown out?"
"Check"
"Are all spiders gone?"
"Check"
"Is all of the school stuff cleaned up?"
"Check"
"Finally!" Miku and Luka collapsed on the couch, dirty but happy.
They had just been dropped off at Miku's house by Luka's parents, and after saying goodbye to the adults, they entered the household to discover that it was dust paradise.
So the first thing they could do for the summer vacation was clean even more. Then, once the dust was done, clean their stuff, change the bed sheets (who smelled like moss, for some reason), empty the smelly fridge and clean it, take out the trash, and banish all seventy-three spiders.
"That was probably the hardest working weeks ever!"
"Seriously…cleaning, scrubbing, carrying, dragging, running from the mobs, hiding, singing, dusting…and now we're done!" sighed the smaller girl. Luka chuckled.
"Darn…"
"This was probably the most effortful school year of my life" Luka chuckled again.
"Yeah…all the things we did…we could practically be in a novel!" Miku grinned.
"I'm surprised I can still stand"
Before Luka could answer, the phone rang through the once again sparkling room. Miku slowly got up with a groan, and answered with a slight confusion.
Only Meiko and the others, as did Crypton and Luka's family know this number. But why would anybody call them? They just saw their singing group, Crypton had promised them the full week 'till Sunday free, and Luka's parents had just left the doorstep, before they entered the messy place.
Who?
"Hello?"
-Hey, Miku? It's Rin- and surely Len, too.
"Hey, Rin! What's up?" the blonde swallowed audibly.
-Do you have a blog, of some sort? - Miku frowned.
"No, I don't"
-I don't know if that answers my questions or if that makes this more confusing…- Rin mumbled. Miku could hear her click on her computer.
"Rin, elaborate" Luka joined her side, listening as well.
-Well…I just checked the news…and it talked about Crypton's site….and you apparently have a personal blog on it-
"What?"
-Check it out, I already sent you the address- mumbled the girl, audibly worried and anxious.
Miku hung up, and rushed to the computer. She immediately forgot her fatigue and aching back.
Did Crypton put up a blog, under her name? Miku didn't want one of those. I attracted unnecessary and almost fictional attention in her eyes.
But why would Crypton do that? And why did Rin seem so worried?
She turned on her computer, and anxiously waited for the screen to lighten up. Luka stood behind her, forehead creased in worry.
Something here was off.
When it came to life, Miku didn't wait for it to establish an internet connection and went straight to the internet, drumming her fingers in the wooden desk as it slowly loaded. In her e-mails stood Rin's message, with an URL, who led to Crypton. She clicked it, an anxious drop of sweat rolling down her forehead. Luka leaned forward, to get a better view of the screen.
Miku started reading once it finished loading, and scrolled down as she neared the bottom of the screen. As the two girls read, they blanched, or turned violently red, but their eyes opened wider as their reading pursued.
This was…
Despicable.
"Rin, explain this!" yelled Miku in the phone, still looking at the screen. To her horror, more comments were being added by the second, the news of this blog spreading fast. And every one was either pleased, or shocked, or very confused.
-I don't know, Miku! I just checked the news online, this was there, I went there, and I'm probably as confused as a dizzy turtle! – She explained. –Did you write that?-
"Absolutely not!" Miku blanched as another displeasing comment was added. "All this is…extremely…"
"Disturbing" finished Luka, still reading the page.
This was the best way to start the summer vacation.
"Rin, can you do anything about this?"
-What can I do? I never hacked anything before! And this is Crypton! - Miku grumbled.
"They would have asked for doing this! And what's written…" another comment made her blanch. "What's written makes me seems like…"
"A totally different person" mumbled Luka, her stomach feeling extremely uneasy. "Really, reading this, somebody would think of you like…"
"A real bitch, in every kind of way!" yelled Miku. "I'm not like that! I didn't have fifty secret boyfriends, all of which I had very intimate relationships, during the last year!" she was now pacing through the room, the simple rage nearly making her forget that Rin was still on the phone.
-If you want…I can try to hack it- proposed Rin quietly. –It says it's yours, but it isn't, so it has no right to be online. That's one of the many rules…- she mumbled. It was evident she was reading the absurdities as well.
"Yes! Please, please remove that horror!" yelled Miku, nearly pleading. "Please, after everything that we have done, this cannot be happening…" she nearly whimpered. Another comment flashed on the screen, and both girls winced.
"Why…?" asked Miku. So many questions were flying through her head. Who did this? Why? Who could have such a rotten imagination?
Miku couldn't remember she was supposed to be furious against a person behind a screen. She barely noticed as Luka held her in a comforting hug, whispering comforting words.
She let her arm fall, and sobbed silently. Things just seem to go up and down, one day everything seems fine and the next everything turns upside down. What that stranger had written…hurt her greatly. And he dares to use her name, to write such profanities! It hurt so much, and the worst was that there was little she could do.
-Miku…? - Miku held the phone back to her ear.
"Yeah…?" Rin sighed.
-I can't get in this-
"It hasn't been five minutes!" she wanted to yell.
-Actually…you have been waiting for forty-five minutes- Miku choked back a sob, and melted in Luka's arms.
They were being so kind…Luka had even held her for almost an hour…
Has it really been forty five minutes? It seemed like seconds.
She hung up, and sobbed in Luka's comforting arms.
Why must the world be so hard?
Meiko gaped at the screen in horror.
She had just been texted by Neru, who had received an e-mail from Rin. Apparently they needed to get this word out, to stop it from spreading, if possible.
But…how do you stop this…horror in particular?
She scrolled down, going from paper-white to tomato-red. This fraud…
This wasn't Miku. It was impossible for her to have written this, even if she had tried. She wouldn't have had the guts. Well…maybe if Luka would have been at stake.
But Luka was not at stake, and this horror is spreading like wildfire over the net.
Meiko sighed and quit the page.
Who could have done this? She ran down her list. Starting with those closest; those are always the guilty ones.
Luka, absolutely not, she couldn't possibly do a thing like that. It didn't look like her, either. This wasn't the way she wrote.
She, Meiko, was as guilty as a blind guy who could barely stand straight.
Kaito…no. He can't look at a computer without getting eye-ache. He can't even manipulate the mouse. Plus, if it was him, he would have stuffed the paragraphs with the word 'ice-cream', not...those things.
Neru...possibly. Even if she is more the cell-phone chick, she could do this. Her mind was unknown enough for her to write this. But she held no grudges, and she would have done this earlier, too. She wouldn't have waited for so long.
Haku would have fainted because of the webcam.
Gakupo…no. He wouldn't hurt Miku simply because then he would hurt Luka. But would he want that? No, he promised to support and protect them to the death. He was innocent.
Rin is very possible. But Neru just texted the brunette to tell her that she was at the twin's, to help Rin with removing it from the site, or destroy it. Unless Neru was in it, too. But she said that it was impossible to get into. Crypton is covered by high-tech security, and the only way in is a pass code from a person who knows it. The pass code isn't even in the system. Actually, there was only a list of words that weren't allowed. All those permitted weren't in there, and those words could be codes. But they changed every five minutes, and the list was just too long, even for the computers they have.
Crypton was protected by a super-computer of the highest quality.
How could this hacker have possibly gotten in there? He must have either been sitting behind his screen for weeks on end, typing the same word over and over, until it finally got accepted. Or…he got the code, from a dude at Crypton. But then…it would have been permitted by Miku to be posted.
Back to the suspects.
Len…no. Even if he read a kilo of books per day, he couldn't write that, simply because he didn't know how to open the internet on a computer.
Who else? Gumi, but she is striped off the list. She didn't know them well enough to write that…horror. The real guilty guy was very well informed about the smaller diva. He had written a very believable auto-biography, making it look very real.
But…who was it?
Meiko groaned in sheer frustration. The absolutely perfect way to start a summer vacation after a rough year.
Her head shot up.
The culprit has chosen his timing well. They were all tired after this long school year, after their escape from the forest, Luka's dad's heart attack, their move…
They were too tired to reply properly.
Meiko sighed, and got herself a glass of water, frowning. The only way she knew it wasn't Miku who had written it at all, the real proof, was that it didn't mention Miku's real love story.
The culprit might be smart, he might be well-informed, but he just overlooked the most important part of Miku's life.
If Luka would one day leave, then Miku would kill herself, and she wouldn't need an object. And that is also why this dude is also extremely in trouble once he's busted…
Because you don't want to face the two when they're mad.
Miku groggily opened her eyes, feeling miserable.
She was so happy her phone number was unknown, as her address. Simply because Luka's parents had called them the previous evening, and said that the press was now yelling the whole time through the cracks of their house, and that the phone was ringing constantly.
Her life had just turned very, very sad.
Her whole life, she had sung feelings, emotion, simply for the world to enjoy. She was giving them a small present, a little thing to use at their pleasure, something to listen too to set an ambience, or to lighten a mood.
She had gotten herself an innocent, kind figure. A face people would smile about when they were talking about her, a name people would recognize with a grin.
And this stranger had destroyed her innocent persona.
Not that she really cared being praised the whole time, but she hated being seen like…that. That foul, disgusting image of an average criminal combined with an evil master brain. She didn't want to be seen as a witch. The whole world was now having the impression of really knowing their idol. But no…
The person they looked up to had been destroyed by that simple blog. People all over the world were being disappointed, saying 'all divas are like that, they put up a cute face but they're spoiled brats'. No…she wasn't spoiled. She was happy with what she had.
All she had was a small house, great friends, a nice job, and the best person at her sides.
All she actually needed was Luka.
Miku rolled over, seeing her lover's sleeping form. She felt tears coming to her eyes.
What if they told their love now? What if they revealed what they really were right now? People would despise Luka as well for loving such a dirty, disgusting person.
Miku…would ruin Luka's life.
The smaller girl felt a tear rolling down her cheek.
She had never done much good to Luka. She had said that many times, so many countless times, and Luka always reassured her, saying that she wouldn't have missed it all for the world, but…
She honestly couldn't offer her anything, nothing at all. She had nothing else to offer her but herself.
Miku nearly jumped when Luka's finger gently wiped away the tear. Miku couldn't help the many other tears that replaced it.
"What is it, Miku?"
"I…I…" Luka shushed her, kissing her forehead.
"It's ok. It'll all be ok" she wrapped her arms around Miku's trembling, crying form, stroking her back and combing her hair gently. "Everything will be ok" Miku shook her head.
"No…I did nothing good! I never did anything for-" Luka silenced her with a soft kiss, only causing Miku to cry more tears. Luka then looked at her with sad, but incredibly loving eyes.
"Miku…you are right, in some way" the smaller girl choked back a sob, but Luka only held her tighter. "You did nothing for me to fall in love with you, absolutely nothing. Do you know why I stick with you 'till the very end?" Miku shook her head. "Because you are the cutest, most irresistible character I have ever met. You go to the end, you make your wishes come true, you work hard for everybody to smile and be happy. You try to do things yourself to protect others you love, you…I could go on forever, Miku, forever. Everything about you I love, every single thing" Luka tilted her head up so that she could look in her eyes. "Look, I'm not the huge romantic, but understand that whatever happens, I'll stay right next to you. Like it or not, think you deserve me or not, but I will always stay at your side, no matter the weather, the sounds, or whatever deity will stand in our paths" Miku closed her eyes, and melted in Luka's arms again.
She was being so kind…
"I think…" Luka started, stroking Miku's back. "That there would only be one wish in one circumstance that I wouldn't be able to grant" she stated. Miku looked up to her. "If one day you die…and you asked me to live…I don't think I would succeed, no matter the speech you might give me" the smaller girl bit her lip, and cried in Luka's shoulder, gradually falling asleep.
She was being so, so kind…
That was why she loved her.
Miku and Luka walked through the park, keeping a sharp eye for anybody from under their hoods.
They both wore their plain jackets, were walking arm-in-arm (nobody could recognize them, plus it made Miku look less like the person described in the blog), and were heading for them small patch of trees at the west of the park.
Everybody was talking about Miku, and her shocking blog. Miku winced every time she heard her name, especially when it was associated to a kid's name who was so looking up to her. She was in the news, and the magazines where going wild.
She wanted to disappear, with nothing but Luka, over the edge of the world.
They were going to discuss the matter in depth with everybody. The whole group had also bought their disguises, but unlike the two diva's black jackets, each got a different one, simply so that when they were walking in group it didn't look odd.
Once they got in the trees' view, they quickened the pace, feeling like criminals.
They spotted a green and yellow jacket between the trees, green being Len and yellow being Rin. Neru wore grey, Gakupo wore white, Meiko wore red, Kaito wore deep blue, Gumi wore orange and Haku wore deep purple.
The two sitting kids looked up at the stars as they entered the clearing.
"Hey" the greeted weekly. Miku spotted Rin's face as she sat down, and saw that the girl looked extremely tired.
Had she been working all night?
"How bad is it?" she asked, trying to ignore the feeling of sadness in her gut. Rin sighed.
"One million comments in half a day…and it's impossible to grasp any of the code words, even if they are a hundred" she looked at the two divas. "Sorry, I really did my best…" Miku sighed.
"It's ok, thanks…" Luka rubbed her shoulder. Soon the others joined them, everybody silent and slightly confused.
"What exactly happened?" asked Haku.
"Crypton either got hacked by a genius or they're really crazy…" grumbled Gakupo. He was mad ever since he got the text and reading that blog. He wished he was a computer genius. Haku nodded sadly.
"How can we solve it?" she asked. Rin shook her head.
"Only Crypton's computer and engineering staff can get the codes. We could ask them, show them the damage done to the site, but there's a problem…" she shook her tired head. "Their site shows no damage. It was almost as if they had let somebody put that thing there" she stated. Miku bit her lip.
"Why?" everybody looked at her. "Why would somebody want to do that?" Gumi sighed.
"The world is filled with nasty and twisted people, Miku. There is little we can do about or for them…"
"But I've never harmed a soul…" Luka grinned, but it didn't hold any emotion.
"Well, you did harm a bear, a few other animals. But I doubt that they can use computers…"
"So…we can't hack into the system, we can't get permission to correct something that doesn't look like a mistake…what do we do?" asked Kaito. Rin shook her head.
"I really, really don't know. I spent seven hours infiltrating the damned site…and nothing. There's nothing stranger on the site, proving again that it seemed voluntary, there are no leads, no IP's, nothing…" she rubbed her forehead. "Unless I get a humongous super-computer, we can do absolutely nothing"
"How about tracking the guy?" asked Gakupo. Rin looked at him.
"I already said that. There are no other things there other than Crypton's stuff. That blog was put there with the company's agreement"
"But…we can tell them that there's an error, that that isn't supposed to be there-"
"No. They think it really is Miku who put it there, with everybody's permission"
"What if Miku says it herself?" Rin shrugged.
"I don't know…but I don't think they'll willingly let it go. It's the most visited page, well, almost, tied with the page to pre-order the concert CD and Album. But…I don't think they can remove it, either"
"Maybe edit it?"
"Nope"
Silence fell on the clearing. Some kids passed by, cheering about their vacation. The browning leaves fluttered in the soft wind, making the place seem almost magical.
Even if it was only end summer, it already looked like autumn.
And even if it only was the beginning of the summer, the leaves didn't seem to be the only things falling.