Chapter four is up! I hope you enjoy it!~
"Piko… We need to talk.." Iroha sighed bitterly as she spoke.
"What's wrong?" Piko asked through the speaker of his phone sounding perplexed as to what Iroha meant.
"… Who's Miki?" Iroha paused before she spoke. "Who is she Piko?"
"Miki? How do you…?" Piko couldn't finish what he was asking before Iroha interrupted him.
"'Miki?'! How do I know her, huh? Who is she, Piko?!"
"Iroha, don't be upset, it's not what you think."
"Not what I think? And just what do I think, Piko?" Iroha huffs sounding distraught.
"Iroha, calm down. You know I love you right?" Piko says sound worried. He walks out the door to his apartment still talking with her on his cell phone.
The pink haired girl tears up, sobbing over the phone. "Are you sure, Piko? I don't know what to think anymore…"
"Hey…" There's a knock on the pink haired girl's window.
Iroha turns seeing the silver-haired boy staring at he intently as he hangs up his phone. She slowly hangs up hers and goes to the window unlocking it. "What are you doing here, Piko…?"
Piko's hand wipes a stray tear off of her cheek and opens the window. He pulls her into an embrace and Iroha hugs him tightly. "What's going on? Piko, please tell me… Who's Miki?"
"Shh… She's just an old friend, from childhood. All we were doing was catching up. Really, Iroha…"
"Is that really true?"
"You can meet her if you like. That way we can get this whole thing straightened out, okay?"
"… Okay…" She hugs him more tightly and he kisses her forehead..
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.~ I do not own Vocaloid, but I do own the plot to this story!~