A/N: It's nice to receive feedback on this story. :3 There aren't a lot of Gakupo/Luka tales so I'm happy to supply them if need be. There were some reviews about turning this into a Doujinshi. Send a pm in detail about this if you are seriously considering to convert this story from words to images~ (continues to listen to Just Be Friends/write next chapter)

Same Boat

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid

Chapter 4: Red String

"Should I get the smelling salts?"

"Ojii-san… we want her to wake up, not go into a coma!"

"Hey! Hey! I think she just moved!"

Luka's face contorted in response to the bright light invading her eyes. Two turquoise orbs gazed up at the three faces surrounding her before turning to the side, soaking in the surroundings. What the hell jus-

"Good evening, sleepy head!" Gumi shouted, causing Luka's eardrums rupture.

Her grandfather pulled the hyperactive girl into the next room to save the pink lass's audio receptors. Gakupo placed a large pale hand on Luka's forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever only for it to be swatted away. It seemed that her spunk was coming back…

"I'm leaving this nuthouse, see ya sword boy." She announced bluntly without even a thank you and removed the blanket that had been placed over her.

…in her full force.

Luka tried to stand, but her legs buckled and wobbled under her still weak. Her world went topsy-turvy as she fell backwards. Reaching out almost waiting for this moment, the purple-haired kendo student caught the stubborn girl in his long arms. She turned her head in embarrassment and promptly struggled and squirmed out of his grip. This feels familiar…

"You shouldn't be moving around so suddenly. You did pass out after all." Gakupo flashed her a concerned and inviting smile.

She felt like smacking it clean off his mug as some heat rose to her cheeks. Luka shimmied to other side of the small room. It didn't appear to be used as there was no furniture or any signs of life other than their current presence. Must have been a divine blessing that she hadn't woken up in his room in his futon. The thought made her shiver. The place must be littered with purple and eggplants hanging on the walls.

"I don't need your help and I don't want it. Where's the exit so I can leave?" Luka demanded and gazed out into the hallway, trying to guess what part of the house she was in.

She tried to stand once more, using the wall for leverage and managed to get on her feet. Gakupo walked over to her carefully like she was a frightened animal.

"I'm sorry, dear, but rest is what you need and you surely will want." He retorted and bent down for a second.

Once more, her view went lop-side as Gakupo easily picked the pink haired girl up and carried her over the right shoulder. Kicking and growling like a child in a tantrum, the cool demeanor and ice queen façade she masked herself with fell down as she beat the boy's back repeatedly and tried nailing him in the family jewels.

"PUT ME DOWN, YOU EGGPLANT LOVING FREAK!" She screamed and tried biting his shoulder while hitting his chest, knocking the wind out of him. Finally this stupid… oh crap.

He did put her down… just not the way either of them would have liked. Luka fell back on to the futon, opening her eyes for a moment to see Gakupo come tumbling down towards her. She placed her arms crossed defensively over her face. The purple haired boy managed to catch himself and avoiding turning the girl under him into a pancake. He breathed a sigh in relief, looking down at her.

"Have you two made up ye-" His grandfather entered the room and stopped mid-sentence.

"W-Wait! It's not what you think!" Luka pushed Gakupo off and promptly sat on her legs.

"Ojii-san, nothing is going on!" Gakupo blurted out as he regained his footing.

The old geezer pulled out a handkerchief and wiped away some of the tears that were forming in his eyes.

"I may live to see my great-grandchildren…" He blew into the piece of fabric and skipped away in joy of what he believed to be a promising future.

Gakupo and Luka hung their heads low, colliding their palms to their faces in synchronization. The boy took the moment to push Luka on to the futon once more, shaking his head with determination as she tried to get up. She glared at him and stayed down for the moment, watching his figure rise and stand next to the door.

"If I remember, Gumi promised you some tuna…" Luka immediately perked up, feeling stupid to have forgotten that part of the deal. "I'll go get it for you if do not leave this room until I return." He offered and put his hand out forward.

Luka stared at it for a second before reluctantly shaking it. Gakupo skipped down the hallway in a similar fashion to his grandfather… must run in the family.

Now that he's gone… She quickly looked around for a clock and found the time to be 11:27 PM. For the first time since awakening, Luka took a moment to examine her clothing. It was an orange pajama set too tight in the chest area with matching carrot slippers. Probably Gumi's that she hasn't grown into yet… the pink haired lass deducted and shook her head at the idea of loosening up some of the front buttons. Well, this now meant she couldn't leave without her school clothes as buying a new pair was out of the question, and the family had conveniently not left them in the room.

Luka sighed at her predicament. At least there will be food.

Right on cue, Gakupo returned with a tray of piping hot dinner and set it down in front of the girl. She wanted to drool a river and drown the world right then and there. The tray was a platter of tuna dishes from onigiri, fried, baked, roasted and broiled. It came some slices seasoned while others basted in a heavenly smelling sauce.

Gakupo had never seen such an expression on a person's face. It was glazed over as if in a trance, making him slightly frightened. Cautiously, he handed her a pair of chopsticks and scurried backwards to watch her manic frenzied feast begin. She didn't eve-

"Thank you for the meal!" Luka turned to Gakupo and smiled brightly with some grains of white rice sticking to the right side of her mouth.

Steadily, he reached over and wiped some of the specks off, smiling warmly once more. She couldn't help return his gesture now full and content. With the amount of food she had just wolfed down and the already tightness of the pajamas…

POP!

They both looked down to witness the front 3 buttons of Luka's clothes bust open, revealing the valley and good majority of her breasts.

Time froze for a moment and a sliver of blood dripped from the purple haired boy's nose.

"W-wait! I didn't see anything I SWEAR!" He lied and tried to wipe away the red substance.

Luka immediately grabbed the plates and bowls that once held her meal and chucked them at the fool's head. Gakupo ducked and weaved, trying to dodge the incoming dishware and escape with his life.

"You perverted little jerk! Just let me go home already!" She hollered and covered her exposed chest, throwing more objects at the poor guy.

Gakupo shielded his head and barrel rolled into the hallway to escape her wrath. She promptly threw one last item into this direction, smacking him square in the head. A small lump formed from the collision, making him hiss and cry out. Server him right… She seethed and tried fixing her top.

Stupidly, he did return and not empty handed. He carried her school uniform in his arms, washed and pressed by Gumi, and handed it to Luka. She huffed while taking her garments and slammed the shoji screen in his face to change. I think she really hates me now… Gakupo sighed then patted the sides of his face with his palm roughly. No! I just have to keep trying! He thought with hope but didn't dare barge in on her.

The shoji screen opened quickly, making Gakupo jump and turn to Luka. She sent him a dismissive glare and stomped out to the front or what she believed to be the direction of the front of the house.

"It's almost midnight… are buses even still running this late?" She muttered to herself, wondering what she was going to do.

Gakupo stood behind the pinkette and coughed to get her attention. She turned to see the boy holding a link of shinny keys for a vehicle. A sleek eyebrow raised on her face.

"You can drive?" She asked curiously

He merely chuckled.

"YOU'RE GOING TO GET US KILLED!" Luka shouted, holding tightly to Gakupo's back despite how much she wanted to kick him into the streets.

"Don't worry, we'll be at your house in one piece!" He reassured and revved the engine of the motorcycle, increasing Luka's fears.

They looked like car keys… WHY weren't they care keys? She asked to kami and hung on to her life as they turned another corner. The black sleek motorcycle appeared like a speck in the distance to those without sharp eyes then became another when it zoomed right pass the late night traffic. She was surprised not a single cop had pulled them over yet. Luka buried her face into Gakupo's back and wrapped her arms more securely around his waist not wanting to become splatter on the pavement.

"Is it this next left?" Gakupo asked coming up to another turn.

"Yes, park right outsi- DO NOT TRY TO WHEELIE!" She scolded as she felt herself going backwards.

Gakupo laughed, returning the vehicle to its original position. They soon arrived at the front of her dormitory with Luka shaking like a leaf. Motocycles… are evil… she finalized and struggled to keep herself steady while getting off the deathtrap. The kendo student chivalrously lifted Luka by the waist and set her down on the sidewalk then placed her school bag in her hands.

"T-Thank you…" She managed out still dazed.

"No problem. The nearest cram school is pretty far from here… If you like, I could take you there after school and bring you back." He offered.

Luka glared at his mode of transportation.

"Don't worry, I'll obey the speed limit…" She glared harder "…and traffic laws." He tried to comfort her into his proposal.

It would save me on bus fare and time… She mulled over his offer, weighing out the pros and cons before finally making a decision.

"Alright, I have cram school every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday right after school until 6:00." She informed then closed the gap between their bodies and pressed a slender pale finger to his chest.

"Don't. Be. Late." She threatened and swiftly turned on her heel, walking toward the elevators.

"I won't, Megurine-san!" Gakupo hollered in response and waved to her even though she didn't stop to reciprocate the action.

Upon reaching her room, Luka looked out her window to see the fool rev up his motorcycle and speed away… to only get caught by a cop that was hiding.

Idiot… Luka berated, smiling lightly and turned off the lights.