Hi guys! So this chapter is really a two-parter, I just felt bad because I haven't been getting these out as much as I wanted…

This first part isn't about Uta and Kaito, they'll appear in the next part of the chapter. Which will be out… probably next week or the week after.

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SeeU's POV.

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This was it! The third Friday of the month. The best Friday of the month.

I slowly tip-toed down the stairs to the second floor from my bedroom, hoping that I could be a ninja and pass the VOCALOID2 gang that was currently in the house, because right now, this was not the time to be distracted and be held up in a two hour conversation with a V2 babo. (A.N. In the Author's Notes at the end of the fic, I've included a layout of the house)

I knew that Luka was in, but she usually was cooped up in her room doing god-knows-what with that Kamui guy.

I knew that Lily was also in, but she was usually too busy looking at bees or something to catch me and want to have a nice little chat.

But the thing I dreaded the most was passing Rin and Len's room, because Len was gone, and when Len's gone, Rin gets bored, and when Rin gets bored, some poor jiche has to sit through hours and hours of listening to the self-absorbed 8th grader rant on and on and on.

(A.N. Hey~ it's me again. Just wanna say: I think that babo and jiche mean fool and idiot in Korean. Then again, I'm using ChaCha, so if you're a Korean person and know how to say these things… tell me! I'd like to keep the language in my fics as accurate as possible.)

I don't even know how Len managed the girl… maybe he has a gossipy side, or possibly he just loves his sister so much, even to the point where he'd let Rin rant at him. I wonder in Len really likes poking his nose in other people's business, I know I don't, I'm not that inconsiderate.

I crept around Rin's door, which was about half way opened, and caught a glimpse of Rin talking to… who was that? Have I seen him before? I'm not even sure he's a Vocaloid… Oh, he's not! It's an Utau, Momou or Moma or something's brother, Momo…ta…ru? I can't remember the name…

…

What are they doing now, hugging? Oh no, that's not hugging, that's kissing… Damn, if Miku finds out, Rin is screwed.

But anyways, I tore my eyes off of the little teenage love scene and ambled down the stairs to the common room, plopped myself on the couch, and checked my watch. 4:40 P.M.

Eh, I had some time to kill. But I'd been late the past couple of times… Perhaps I could surprise him by being extra early. Then the joke would be on him, ha!

But then I heard: "SeeU! Hey, SeeU!"

I craned my neck just in time to see Miku trudge out of the kitchen with her special teal cooking apron on, accompanied with a fresh, large leek and a white ceramic paring knife (that she'd gotten last week at our town's marketplace- pointless, if you ask me, we already have loads of knives) occupying her perfectly manicured hands.

"Will you be joining the rest of us for dinner tonight, SeeU?" she asked. I heaved myself up off of the couch and turned to face her and really look at her for the first time ever since we paid Kaito to go on that date… when was that, a week ago?

…and I think we may have broken her.

Her usual glow, her happy (dopey, but happy) glow, her diva swagger, her egotistical aura, they were gone. But, this was all karma if you ask me. She was mean to Defoko for no reason, so now her crush murdered her heart, ha ha.

But anyways, the reason I wouldn't be joining the rest of the Vocaloids for dinner wasn't because Miku's food was horrendous pig slop that wouldn't be fit for serving malnourished children. You may think that I am exaggerating, but imagine this: English food, only ten times worse.

I had leek pancakes with a little dish of lovely green onion syrup for breakfast this morning. It was hell.

AND she was using a paring knife. A paring knife! To dice a leek! I'm no Gordon Ramsey, and I ain't French, but I'm a Korean, and I got good taste, and I know that you don't cut leeks with paring knives.

…

Dummy.

…

…

…

…I seem to have lost my train of thought again.

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…oh yes, the main reason I wouldn't be dining at home tonight was because today was the third Friday of the month, in which my best-est UTAU friend and I would meet up at the mall in the town next to ours, and all through the night we would shop for new clothes and accessories, then we would go and eat at a fancy Korean restaurant (but the last time I went to the UTAU HQ to cook a meal for him, the rest of the UTAU just stared at me and made me uncomfortable, so I just left and we now only to restaurants), then sneak back home to watch a K-Drama, or just hang out.

I looked at my watch. 4:56 P.M. WHAT? I was going to be late!

I snatched up my purse and tried to run out the door, but to no avail! For that brat Rin grabbed my arm as I reached the foyer. Perhaps I shouldn't call her brat, but I really can't stand people who are that self-absorbed.

"SeeUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" she said in a whiny voice. "Luka onee-chan needs to see you, like, right now!" Ugh, leave me alone, you demon of dumb! Damm it, this is my Happy Korean Time!

I brushed the little dwerp off . "Not now, Rin," I said, trying to hide the agitation in my voice, but failing. "I'm busy."

"B-b-but… Luka onee-ch-"

"Rin. Kagamine," I said through my teeth. "Not. Right. Now."

She gave me this really annoying pouty face. "Aooooohhhhhh, faiiiiiinuh (oh, fine), be that way, See, just don't blame me 'cuz you ain't in the loop."

I rolled my eyes and walked out the door. Yes! Freedom! Finally! Happy Korean Time, here I come!

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"Hey, you're late," Ritsu said when I ran up to the door of the mall.

"Sorry! I'm sorry," I said, panting from all that running I'd been doing. "I saw Rin making out with- Whoa, boy!"

I looked up to Ritsu… who did not look like Ritsu. He looked like a boy! "Making out with who?" he asked. "I need deets, and highly descriptive ones at that." Hmm, so he may not look like Ritsu-chan, but he must be, because he acts like him…

"Ritsu-chan!" I said, faking tears. "All that beautiful red hair… you cut it! It's all short! And boyish! And your clothes! They're almost as boyish as your hair! What with that jacket? What's with those baggy jeans? What's with those sneakers? Nweh, what happened, Ritsu?"

Ritsu blushed, stared at the ground, and shrugged. "I dunno," he muttered.

"Ritsu~~~! Are you going through a teenage crisis? You are, aren't you?"

Ritsu shrugged again.

"Ri~~~tsu~~~, you can tell Mama See what happened!" I took Ritsu's hands and led him over to a nearby table. "Wait-wait right here Ritsu! Don't move an inch!"

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Ritsu's POV.

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"Wait-wait right here Ritsu! Don't move an inch!"

I watched as SeeU ran away to a nearby ice cream parlor, probably to get some ice cream for us, because you know, that usually what you buy when you go to one of those things. I'm, not sure why she was getting some, because it would ruined my figure-

Oh wait, I don't care about that anymore.

You see, I really didn't want to tell SeeU why I cut my hair and stole my old boyfriend's clothes that he left over… the boyfriend that dumped me. Not to be confused with the past two million boyfriends that have dumped me. Ugh, I don't even want to think about stuff like this anymore.

I'm giving up on looking like a woman! Forever! My past boyfriends always dump me when go to do the big nasty, so to speak. They do it because find out that I'm not exactly a woman. They always tell me that, 'They love me, no matter what, and they always will,' but then they do that, and rudely, for that matter.

So screw them, I'll try just not hide my manly-ness from now on. That's why I cut my hair, and that's why I'm wearing clothes that are not cute at ALL and they flush out my eyes and my—

I have to remember… I don't care… I don't care… I don't— Oh, sweet babies, that is the cutest dress in the entire universe!

Okay… no… I can't think about that. Men don't think about that sort of stuff.

"Ritsu~? Ri~~tsu~~~? I have ice cream for you!" SeeU snapped me out of my deep thoughts by handing me a cone of what looked liked triple chocolate fudge ice cream… Ooooooooooh Lordy that was my favorite flavor… Omnomnom, and I could have all the ice cream I wanted!

Because now I am a guy! And guys don't worry about their figure.

I took a huge bite from the cone, and instantly my teeth started to hurt. Oh yeah, I should call my dentist about that cold sensitivity that I had going on in my molars.

"Owwwwwww… Hurrrt…"

SeeU seemed not to notice my pain and suffering. She just stared at me like a staring thing. "So?" she asked.

"So?" I replied.

"So, tell Mama See what happened! Why are you all not-cross-dresser-ish? What with the hair cut, the clothes?"

I really didn't want to tell her. I really didn't… but… I couldn't resist.

"Sky, I've been dating Sky. He didn't know that I was a guy… despite being a co-Utau with me. It's so ridiculous. So I've been dating Momotaro now. And I'm done trying to hide my manly bod," I explain.

I saw her eyes widen. "Momotaro? Pink hair, green eyes, part-time butler… Mo… Mo-something's brother?"

"Momo? You-you mean Momo. Momotaro is Momo's brother. You know him? How?"

SeeU blubbered for about five million years, then said, "No!" in a really high pitched voice. "No! I've never seen him… with… you know, Rin or anything or something."

"SeeU," I said, trying to hide my exasperation. "You make no sense. Are you lying? You seem like you're lying… I think you're lying!" I was getting really worked up. Why was she lying to me? We told each other everything, even the stuff that was really embarrassing. If my new boyfriend was cheating on me with that little bitch…

And again, why wouldn't she tell me? Was it the sudden change in clothes and hair? "You get all whiny and your voice goes up two octaves when you lie! And why Rin? Momotaro is gay… Why would he go for a girl?"

SeeU smiles and stands up. "No-no reason! Hey, let's go to the restaurant! I'm hungry!" She grabbed my hands and pulled me over in the direction of the restaurant…

…

But when we got there, it was closed down.

"Aww, bummer! That sucks! Goddamn it, that was one of the best things about our night out! Oh well, there's a really good Thai restaurant down the street. Let's go there instead."

Twenty minutes of walking and two Thai Iced Teas later, SeeU and I were just receiving our plates of Pad Thai and continuing a conversation about chopsticks vs. forks.

"Forks are much more practical," I say. "But if you like forks over chopsticks, you aren't a true Asian! In fact, now you're an American!" She uses one of her chopsticks to act as a wand and smacks me on the head. "I dub thee… American!"

I roll my eyes and pick up my (practical!) fork, and stabbed a piece of shrimp when SeeU's phone rings. "Oh… Oh sorry, I really have to take this," she said, and then excused herself to the bathroom, leaving me alone with my Pad Thai, which is surprisingly really good! I've never had Thai food before… I like it!

Suddenly, my phone rang.

Momotaro.

I remembered how nervous SeeU was acting when I mentioned him… It scared me. What did SeeU know about my boyfriend that I didn't?

I decided to go ahead and answer it.

"Hello, this is Ritsu Namine."

"Ritsu! Hey! Where are you, I've texted you three times!"

"Oh… It's Korean night."

"Korean night? What's Korean night?"

"Uhm… nothing, really. It takes a long time to explain."

"…Well, anyway, I want to take you out for German food next week! I found a really good place, and I thought it'd be good if we could go on a date, since we haven't in a really long time."

"Oh. Oh, yeah. Sure."

"Great! Well, I'll let you get back to Korean night," he said. Then he said something that made my heart pound against my ribcage, or whatever it's called.

"I love you, Ritsu."

There was a long pause. I didn't know what to say!

"Uhm… Yeah. Bye!"

I hung up, and felt all these weird emotions bubbling up inside me… Damn you, teenage hormones.

"Heya Ritsu, we gotta leave. Now."

I looked up and saw SeeU with a horrified expression plastered on her face. "SeeU, what's wrong?" I ask, putting my arms around her shoulders.

"O-oh, uhm… We forgot to go shopping!" she said. "No big deal, we'll just do double the amount next time!"

What was up with her?

This had to have been the worst Korean night ever.

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That's all for now! In the next part of this chapter, Luka, Miku, Len, Sonika, Uta, and Ritsu will have a POV.

R&R, onegaishimasu!

Bye-nee!