Chapter Three
-Luka-
"You think she'll know what we're doing?" Rin asks for what should probably add up to the thirteenth time.
"Rin, calm down, I highly doubt it," I say, eyes on the road as I tighten my grip on the steering wheel. I make a turn down the smoothly paved road. Palm trees line the street as we pull into
"When will we be there already?!" Gumi groans, throwing her nose up into the air to face the heavens.
"Gumi Megpoid, I swear, sometimes you act just like a little kid," Rin sneers.
"Both of you, quiet, I'm driving," I interrupt, crushing the steering wheel in my choking grasp. "Gumi, you'll be fine. We're here already," I tell her as we pull into the mall parking lot. Suddenly my phone dings. Just in time. I look at the number. Unexpectedly, a chill rushes through me as I recognize the contact.
"Alright guys, it's Miku, which one of you wants to answer?" I ask, holding out the phone.
"She thinks Rin is at practice and I'm at home," Gumi points out.
"Right," I frown, picking up my pink cell. "Oh, hi Miku!" I smile cheerfully, twirling a loose strand of my pink hair, which is currently tied up into a stylish bun. Rin and Gumi both instantly move as close to my ear as possible.
"Luka, this is important. Len Kagamine called asking to come with us to Paris," Miku informs me. Rin's jaw drops. Gumi's face contorts into a baffled look.
"Len Kagamine? What would he want from us?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't think it's about us," Miku says, "He called talking about some guy that he needs to 'settle the score' with. You know guys."
"And that, I do," I mumble. "Look, call him back and tell him we'll think about it," I say. Rin holds her breath. Suddenly, a devious thought comes across my mind. Oh, gosh, this isn't like me… at all. Well, maybe it's time for a little switch-up. "You know what, Miku, never mind. Tell him he can come… as long as he brings Kaito along with him too," I grin. Over the phone, I hear a choke and a splutter. Gumi falls over holding in her laughter. Rin smirks. Good one, Luka.