Guest: Funny you should mention the Guardian characters...

MoshiMoshiMomoMochi: Finally! Somebody is a Vocaloid fan like me :D Love the NicoNicoChorus Boys Edition! You?

To ALL of you: It's short 'cause I needed to update. And I'm tired. It's 12:52 AM and I've been working on this chapter for a while and kinda needed to remind you I'm not dead. And then school's starting in a month and I'll be a helluva busy person! Please enjoy this short-lived joy!

*EDIT: Sorry for the confusing-ness of my chapter! I published it on my iPod and formatting it is quite tricky.

A reply came almost immediately. I chuckled; just like Mashiro to have her phone on her at all times. 'What?'

'It's about Amu.'

'Yes?'

'Convince her to go to the gouken'

'Def!'

I waited a second before replying. As I began typing she sent me another message.

'Wait...what gouken?'

I sighed. 'The one in 30 min.'

'(*｀へ´*) Tell me sooner!'

'Just get ready, k?'

'Fine.'

With that, I strolled down the hallway whistling a jaunty tune.

A knock came at the door. I got up with a sigh, hoping it wasn't Ikuto trying to convince me to go.

"What?" I answered slightly peeved. I blinked. "Ah, Rima? What do you want?"

"May I come in?" she asked politely."Uh, yeah sure," I stepped away from the door way, widening the opening to let her in. "What's up?"

Rima shut the door behind her and then smiled at me sweetly, whipping out a suitcase. I only gave her a confused look as she advanced towards me slowly, a small smile on her face and big eyes filled with sparkles. She backed me up to the bed and then opened the suitcase. I blinked confusedly. What was she doing?

Rima then whipped out a cosmetic bag and said, "Girl time!"

"What? No! R-Rima, what are you - ah! - leave me alone!"

"I brought the friends you said I should bring," the pinkette said flipping her hand over her shoulder to gesture at the curious looking girls behind her. "They're new to this so I think this is a great opportunity."

I've always loved Ran's optimistic attitude. Today she wore a light pink dress with a pink visor. She brought two friends from work and maybe they just got off since they were all so alike. She fingered her red bandana and then looked back at her friends.

The girl with slightly wavy green-tinted hair stepped forward sticking out her hand. She had green eyes and a forest green dress on, giving her a homey-type feel. She also had a white bandana holding back some of her hair and a very gentle look. "My name is Su, thank you for inviting us today."

"Kūkai," I said with a nod and raking her out stretched hand and kissing it. "You are very cute."

With a blush, she pulled back muttering, "T-thank you."

"And who's this?" I inquired to the blue-haired girl with a short hair cut and a blue beret to match. She glanced at me, her eyes also a sparkling sapphire. Her outfit consisted of a dark blue plaid skirt and a light blue top with a small bag slung off her shoulder and a small black vest over her shirt. Maybe she worked somewhere else...?

"Miki," she nodded curtly.

"Yo! Kūkai! We're here!" I turned to find my good bud Daichi and two others. "We're not late are we?"

"Not at all," we slapped high-fives. He looked as if he just came back from soccer practice with his yellow jersey and white shorts - the only thing that looked like he changed was his shoes. At least he didn't smell like he just got back from practice. Let's see...his hair was green today and only held back by his white sweatband.

"Been a while, Rhythm, Takuya," I nodded to them.

Rhythm probably just got off his DJ job seeing as he still had his headphones around his neck. He had a thick purple vest over his plain white t-shirt and light blue jeans on. He adjusted his white cap and nodded to the girls. He had long purple hair and eyes to match. He nodded probably drumming an imaginary tune in his head.

"Takuya," I grinned. Takuya Nagakura had a knack for charming ladies with his magic tricks. He loved to tease the ladies. He had red hair and mysteriously dark eyes.

"Where's the others?" Ran piped up.

"They'll be here soon," I hope. Ikuto was on his way, Rima and Amu however...

We were standing outside the karaoke place, gathering up all the possible dates. The girls and boys began chatting to pass the time as we waited for the last three to show up. I was extremely relieved when Ikuto finally strolled down to us, casually dressed up but looking like he just got off the runway. God, I just hate him sometimes. He joined us and I began looking for the last two to appear. It'd probably been about ten minutes before they finally showed up, Rima in front and dragging Amu behind.

Rima was her mundane self as always; a peach colored tank top and tan shorts. Her hair was almost always down and swayed around whenever she moved. Amu, however, looked...well, I guess you could kinda call her hot. Maybe Rima did too good of a job.

Amu was a bit flustered - or was it the blush? - and wore a very un-Amu like outfit. Her black skirt swished in sync as she hurried down the road, daring to be a few inches above her knees. Her tan slouchy boots bounced along in step with her on the pavement. Her hair - usually slightly frizzy and lacking attention - was shining in the sunlight and now draped down her shoulders in small wavy lengths. A light and small jacket covered her v-necked shirt (which was dipping quite low.) As she neared close, you could see the barely-there make-up covering her fair skin, mascara and shimmering lip-gloss added for a lovely effect.

"You really know how to pick'em," Daichi nudged me in the ribs with a knowing wink.

I blinked with surprise. From a hard studying student in whatever outfit she grabbed first to a girl who looked as if she breezed through dates ten at a time.

Rima was a magician. I tore my eyes off of her and glanced Ikuto. He kept a cool expression but any person with a eyes could see where his gaze trailed off to.