The next day, Mikuo sat in his dressing room, combing the tangles out of teal hair - making it sleek and shiny. Today, his agent had informed him he was rehearsing with Luki. And goodness, he just about had as many butterflies as yesterday - the day he first went on stage. He shakily grabbed the teal nail polish and frowned, remembering his agents words. 'Only pink nail polish from now on, kid.' The Hatsune pouted and grabbed pink nail polish from a nearby drawer, carefully painting over his chipped coats of teal. .. Though, he smiled at his work once his was finished. Pink really was a pretty color. It went with his teal hair nicely. A moment later, his agent banged on the door and off he went.
Luki was actually.. slightly nervous. On the inside, of course. He'd never admit it but.. he had stage fright. He simply hated singing in front of people. But he had to do it. And of course, he couldn't show any weakness if front of Mikuo. That kid was a huge ol' bundle of nerves. If he found out Luki was nervous he might have an accident right then and there on stage. And that would totally and completely wreck the ninja's rep. He couldn't be going out with a bedwetter.
As you can imagine, he arrived late to the recording studio - causing to make the Hatsune wait for over an hour. .. That was the longest hour of his entire life. Luki stuffed his hands into his pockets and smirked at Mikuo when he walked into the room.
"About time.." Mikuo's agent grumbled at him, Luki's agent only shrugged apologetically. It wasn't his fault they arrived late. You know, the 'diva' types n' all.
The two agents shoved them into the soundproof room with sheets of music. The greaseball spoke, "We want you two ta' practice on yer own for a few hours. We'll be back - an' trust me. We'll know if you practiced or not."
Mikuo paled. He was rather scared of being left alone, especially with someone like Luki here. "N-no wa-..!" But the door was already shut, and a moment later, the click of a lock was heard. The Hatsune squeaked and looked at the Megurine with an utterly frightened expression.
".. Damn agents.." Luki grumbled to himself. "Holding us here against our will, ugh.." He then looked down at Mikuo and smiled wryly. "Looks like your stuck with me." He paused for a moment before snickering to himself. "Mikuo.. I didn't know you were so kinky." The ninja unzipped the front of his pants and lo and behold, it was Kuo underwear. Luki laughed uproariously as if it was the best joke ever, "I knew the look on your face would be priceless..!" He forced out through his laughs. "But.. I guess I can't blame you if you like having your face plastered on my dick."
Mikuo's face was as red as a tomato and he bit his lip, looking down at his pink fingernails.. trying not to think about how big the bulge was in that Kuo underwear. .. He mentally cursed his agent - something rather unusual for little Hatsune here. He doesn't like violence, you see. Would rather just forgive someone than getting revenge. "C-can we j-just practice..?" he finally squeaked out nervously, looking up at Luki with his eyes.
Luki's expression went back to one of boredom. "Yeah.. guess we have to. I need the money. Luka doesn't fuckin' share." he grumbled, looking over his sheet of music. He bit his lip just slightly. He didn't want to sing in front of anyone. Especially if it was just Mikuo here. "You can start first.." he muttered, rubbing the back of his head and sitting down on the floor.
Mikuo hesitantly sat down beside him, leaving at least a foot of space between them. He wasn't so trusting with people to begin with. And Luki just screamed 'Gtfo, don't trust me.' The Hatsune began to sing his part in, well.. his adorable little voice. Luki looked down and bit his lip harder. Damn it, he sounded like an angel. How the hell was he supposed to compete with that.. or even sound good with a voice like that. Obviously the agents had something wrong in their heads. In fact, Luki was so absorbed in his thoughts that Mikuo finally nudged him gently. "U-um.. it's y-your turn, L-L-Luki.."
Luki blinked before looking back at his paper. "Oh.. yeah, right." He stared at the words for a moment before paling slightly. Mikuo frowned and nudged him again, "L-Luki..? We're j-just practicing.. i-it's not g-gonna be p-p-perfect.." The ninja scowled, "Uh, I know that." .. And after a moment that seemed like forever to him, he began to sing.
Mikuo didn't really see how a voice like that could come from someone like him. .. No, really. Luki didn't act anything like how he sounded. Eventually, the Megurine cleared his throat and fell silent. The tealette smiled slightly, "Y-you're um, g-good.."
Luki turned just the slightest shade of pink at this compliment. He shrugged it off, "Whatever.." Mikuo's face fell and he looked back at the paper the agents had given them. "U-um.. Luki w-what does that m-mean?" He pointed to a certain sentence in the script which clearly said something about them 'kissing passionately for at least ten seconds' in the music video, and they were to practice so it didn't look completely fake.
Luki's expression turned completely dark and he crumpled his paper in his fist. "Stage-kissing my ass!"