Hi there! ^_^ I'm thrilled to be updating sooner than usual, I'll be going out of town for 3 days, so when I get back I look forward to writing.
Till then, I hope everyone who reads enjoys! =D

When all her classes had finished Miku made a beeline for the gymnasium, where she knew that she would find Kaito working with the others for the dance, hopefully Gakupo wasn't hanging around and had left early like he usually did. She didn't want to have to deal with him. It was still somewhat a surprise he had asked her to the dance, she assumed based off the girls he had dated in the school, that she wasn't his type.

Surprise! You thought wrong...

As Miku entered the gym, she found that a lot of work had been accomplished in the past few days. The large pumpkin ball hung perfectly in the center of the gym, considering that it had a lower roof than most and hooks, along with miniature ones here and there. Black and orange streamers lined the walls, with bats, rats, and spiders stuck to and beside them. The background on stage had been finished and set up, making it look as if you were peering into a graveyard with a large moon rising in the dark sky, Miku could imagine the king and queen getting crowned before it. So beautiful it would be. Neru and Nero were testing out a fog machine to the sides of the stage, and to match along the other walls plastic posters of life side monsters and scenery had been taped up. In the dark she could see them being a little more spooky.

"Hey Miku!" Kaito called from beside a rectangular table, getting her attention. "Come over here a sec?"

In a joyful bouncy mood at hearing him call her name she responded quickly by making her way toward him, though the bounce in her step slowly decreased when her eyes spotted Luka also standing with him. Part of her wanted to grind her teeth, but oddly enough the words Meiko had said earlier came to mind,

"It's possible what you thought was flirting was just kindness. I wouldn't kill her right away."

With an almost innocent smile Miku greeted them. "Hi! What's up?"

"I was wondering if you might want to help me and Luka hang these posters for the dance around school? It would help a lot."

"Of course I'd be happy to help you guys."

Luka handed her a stack of them along with a roll of tape. "Great! How about afterwards we meet in the news room and start working on a list of snacks? I was hoping Meiko would help me shop, but considering the situation... Anyways, how about you help me Miku?"

It was strange, getting along with Luka so easily. She never did seem like such a bad person, but she also never came up to Miku or greeted her or offered to hang out, not till she knew that she was friends with Kaito and Meiko. Of course Meiko wasn't ever really her friend, more like an annoying chameleon who clung to Kaito and hid it's true colors.

Glancing over the wrinkle free paper in her hand, she saw various Halloween colors styled together in swirls and crazy characters that seemed to joyful for such a scary holiday. At the bottom a line of stamped letters was the most clear to see in bold red, informing those who didn't know that you had to be in costume to join the fun.

Miku grinned. "So we do have to wear costumes? I thought that was optional before?"

"We took a small vote and more people preferred costumes. It is a Halloween dance on Halloween after all. If you really don't wanna dress up then at least wear some creative makeup or mask and it counts."

She nodded, though she'd already decided to wear a costume. It was a lot more fun to dress up, but the question that lingered in her mind was what exactly would she be? Maybe something scary or maybe romantic. For a moment her more twisted side took over as Miku thought it was odd that she could decide how to kill someone in less than thirty seconds, but it would end up taking her forever to decide on a costume. So strange.

"Alright let's hang these posters up before it gets to late, we still have to shop!" Luka looped her arm with Miku's and pulled her along, she gave one last way to Kaito with her hand full of papers before he vanished behind the gym door. Miku hoped for Luka's sake, that the two of them being alone wouldn't have a bad outcome.

It felt like she'd hung a billion posters by the time they were done. Miku knew this wasn't possible, there couldn't be that many students going, but her arms that were sore when lifted begged to differ. Luka still seemed to be cheerful toward her. They'd talked about food options, ticket pricing, and even possible costumes. It wasn't half bad.

"So I remember last year that the dance was held two weeks before Halloween day. What convinced the principal to let us have it on Halloween this time?"

A smile spread across Luka's face at that question. "Well for starters it's on a Saturday this year, so that helps. Also, I can be very persuasive when I put my mind to it." She winked.

Part of Miku could agree with that and so she shared am almost fake smile with her, but she also pondered over what exactly she meant that she had done to make up his mind. It would be interesting to learn something dark a secretive about her; it would come in handy as perfect black mail if she needed such a thing.

The halls were silent as a cemetery and Kaito was no where in sight when they'd finally reached the news room. All the mini-posters had been hung and now Luka had planned for them to sit and talk about where to shop while cutting out five hundred tickets for the dance. She'd insisted on making an original design for them instead of buying pre-made ones. Even more work.

"So I know we need a large cake, my mother offered to make it since she works at a bakery, as you know. I was thinking twenty bags of chips would be enough, should we make bat sushi?"

Miku blinked, sitting down at one of the desk while Luka started the printer. "Wow, that's a lot to do in seven days. I don't mean to sound harsh but can we afford all that with what the school gave us?"

Simply put, do we have the money to spend or are you showing off since you're rich.

Luka leaned against the desk across from her.

"Well you know my parents always give a little bit more to help out, plus I want this party to be the best! So Miku... Did anyone ask you yet?" A sly smile spread on her face.

She considered for a moment on how to answer this question. Gakupo had asked her but she didn't want to go with him. It wasn't just because he was a perv but also they had nothing in common, and she was sure he would abandon her for another girl. She desperately wanted to ask Kaito, but that was impossible since Meiko was still on his mind. Of course she would steal a dance somehow.

"Well not really. I might be going alone but either way I'll have fun, theirs still time though." Seeing a window of opportunity at this topic she jumped at the chance to ask Luka. "What about you? I bet the guys are lining up."

A playful laugh startled Miku, considering she was one of the top popular girls in the school. Lovely, busty, caring, the list went on. "Actually about seven guys have asked me, but not the one I wanted. I almost settled for Gakupo but..." She twirled her hair with one finger and bit her lip.

"But... There's someone you like? Who is it?"

"Can you keep a secret Miku?"

On the inside she was beaming with delight, this was helpful information. But after a moment a silence the thought of who it might possible be made her doubtful to their relationship. Miku could easily be friends with her or enemies, and considering her little obsession, the answer would determined which of the two it was. "Yes of course."

Now tell me! Tell me!

Luka took a deep breath, then sighed. "It's a touchy subject considering recent events but, with Meiko gone I wonder if Kaito would accept my request to take him to the dance. I've known him a little over two years and he's a cool guy, but he fell for Meiko so I settled for friends. I just wonder if he's to heart broken to take anyone."

The printer shut off automatically causing Luka to turn back. She smiled slightly and then started collecting the papers. Miku was sure that her eye was slightly twitching and with the topic settled, she was sure now that trusting Luka was a mistake. She was like all the other girls, backstabbers.

"You don't say." Miku leaned against the desk as her hand slipped behind her back, grabbing a pair of stainless steal scissors from the pencil holder.

You shouldn't of said at all.

Lightly stepping she raised them over her head with both hands, considering Luka's back. Though there was also her pretty eyes when she turned in horror, a few stabs and a scream wouldn't even have time to escape her mouth. It would be fast and bloody, a pain to hide the body but worth while to get her competition out of the way. Sadly to Miku's surprise the handle to the news room rattled causing her to pull back just in time before Luka looked over.

"I guess I locked the door, oops." She noticed the scissors in her right hand hanging low. "Oh thanks Miku! I'll be needing those to cut these tickets out, you're more than welcomed to help me but can you let whoever that is in first?"

She nodded, of course she could. She let Luka take them from her hands while keeping her mouth shut tightly to stop any cursing from flowing free, her teeth grinding slowly as usual when she was pissed. It was a bad habit but it was either that or go back to biting her nails. She liked painting them a lot more.

"Who is it?" She asked without care in her tone flipping the lock. Kaito greeted her as he entered the room and instantly her mood lightened. "Hi Kaito!"

"Hey, did you guys finish?"

Luka commented first. "Yeah we were just leaving to start shopping, you should come with. These tickets can wait till tomorrow."

Placing a hand on her stomach Miku tilted her head down and groaned slightly. Both Kaito and Luka placed a hand on her shoulder, questioning what was wrong with her. A lot of things were honestly. She wasn't really sure what point in her life her twisted behavior had started, though she believed it was sometime after she killed her first boyfriend. Even if it was ruled as an accident, it didn't necessarily mean it was.

"I-I'm ok, my stomach hurts. I think I might head home if that's alright with Luka?" Her expression looks sorrowful but somewhat apologetic. Right away Luka agreed that it was fine, that she and Kaito would go and they'd check on her tomorrow if she didn't feel better. It all went according to plan. Because Miku feared that if she were to stay to close to them, she might do something that she would regret. To only one of them of course.

Slamming the front door and screaming at the top of her lungs Miku tossed her bag into the kitchen, hitting and knocking off a vase of flowers that shattered against the tile floor. Almost as if it hadn't happened she growled and stomped off into her room heading directly for her closet. For Meiko.

When she pulled the door open and found her leaning against the wall asleep her mood oddly lightened a little, but in the end she still dragged her awake onto her bed in a sitting position.

"I told you I was right! That bitch likes him!"

Meiko returned her rage filled expression with one of pure shock and slight jealousy, considering it had occurred to her that one of her best friends liked her boyfriend. Then again Kaito was an awesome guy. Miku was sitting in her desk chair chewing at her own hair with frustration. It was clear that even if Meiko was dating him, she cared far far more about who he was with and who liked him.

"I have to kill her now..."

"Go ahead." Meiko blinked. "Wait what am I saying? You're psycho mind is rubbing off on me! You don't need to kill Luka, I can promise Kaito won't date her in a million years."

"How can you be so sure?" Miku got to her knees and felt along under her bed till she pulled a black bag out. It was rolled tightly and when she unrolled it atop the bed, Meiko stared wide eyed. Various typed of razor sharp blades, from small katana to butcher knife, shimmered in the bedroom light with evil intentions.

A smile spread across her face wide enough to show her teeth. "Which one do you think I should use on her? I can cut her eyes out or possible slice into her lovely chest first and extract her heart. What do you think?"

"I think you're crazy! I want to go home and go back to my life!"

No warning came when the small knife sliced into Meiko's bare arm, a squeal of pain echoed in the room as Miku shifted her weight and pushed her back against the bed. The blade rested on her throat lightly. Tears forced their way out as she stared into the icy blue eyes of what she soon feared would be her death.

"Apparently I didn't stomp out what little hope you have left of leaving this house alive, so let me make that clear now." She put more pressure on the blade. "As soon as the night of the dance comes, you die. Until then every breath you take, every though you think or scream you shout, is a gift from me."

Miku moved the knife and pulled her up right. Meiko remained silent with teary eyes and red cheeks as the night moved on. She feed her, let her go to the bathroom, and returned her to the closet. Commenting she should be happy she was nice enough to do such things compared to others who might not. Then Miku sat before the mirror on her desk, painting on a pink lipstick and putting on Meiko's necklace she'd stolen many nights ago.

Perfect! This will be the final touch to my costume, once I find one. Kaito will love it! Besides it looks much better on me. How delightful.