Slice of Life
Chapter 11 – White Lily Basket
Ah, man. I'm sorry for the sudden delays with my updates… ): I've just been busy with school and insomnia… But it seems that I do my best works late at night, anyway, since I can't sleep. xD;
This chapter's song is a duet between Luka and Lily. Recently found it. Currently have it on repeat. (:
Let's continue right where we left off, shall we?
Disclaimer: Still don't own any of these Vocaloids and such. I only created this story.
The members of the Secret Police stood in the middle of the aisle of the store, costumes still in hand. Two were trying to convince their self-proclaimed commander to try on at least one costume.
"Gumi-nee! You'd look so cute in it!" Furukawa Miki squealed, as she held up the packaged outfit in front of the green girl's face. "A sailor uniform!" The picture on the front of the clear plastic depicted a young woman dressed in the familiar navy blue and white outfit. "It's not that much different from a school uniform," the younger girl pressed on. "Just.. The skirt is.. Uhm… Yeah. And the top is more low.. Cut."
Gumi glared at the smiling woman in the picture, her eyes narrowed. "No."
"Ooookaaaay…" Miki tossed the costume over her shoulder. Forget putting it away. She was determined to get everyone to try on at least one costume while they were in the store. "How about this?" She was quick to pull another costume off of a rack beside them. The smile on her face was wide and filled with hope as she held the costume up against Gumi's body. It was, for the most part, a simple costume. "Ah! Perfect! Try it on, please, please, please!"
"No."
"Mou, Gumi-chan," Miku giggled. "I think it would look great on you."
"I said 'no', Miku."
"Gumi-nee, please!"
"Absolutely not, Miki-chan."
Miki sighed in defeat. She looked at Miku helplessly, silently pleading for the tealette to help her convince Gumi into at least considering trying the costume on.
"Just for a second, Gumi-chan! Trying it on won't kill you, you know."
"I don't care. 'No' means 'no'." The green haired girl narrowed her eyes at Miku.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
"Because I refuse to wear something as ridiculous as that."
"Mou, maybe if I gave you a kiss—"
"Shut up, that won't do anything."
Miku took a step towards Gumi, her usual angelic smile still plastered onto her face. "Then try the costume on!" She took the hanger from Miki's hands, and waved it in front of Gumi's face. "I promise you'll be absolutely adorable in this!"
"I don't want to look adorable!" Gumi snapped back, as she pushed Miku's hand and the costume out of her face. She didn't want to look at it anymore. That figure-hugging white dress that was scandalously short… The flowing sleeves that hung off from the shoulders… And those obscenely fluffy, feathery, white wings... And to top it all off, she would have to wear a halo with the costume! Ridiculous.
The tealette, who could be just as stubborn as her best friend, put her face in front of Gumi's. The smile she had previously worn was replaced by a pout. "Mou,Gumi-chaaaan!" She whined. "Put it on! You'd be the prettiest angel—D'WAH!"
Slap.
A rather nice, dark, handprint was left on Miku's cheek. The one who had laid said hand upon her folded their arms across their chest, a scowl on their face. " 'No'. Means. 'No.'" Gumi continued to glower at the teal girl with merciless eyes. There was no way in hell she would wear that angel costume. Especially since both Miku and Miki would be there to bear witness to a landmark event.
The thought of having Miki squeal in delight and Miku wear a cheeky grin was more than she could bear. Thinking about the costume was just pissing her off.
"Ow, okay.. I get it," Miku conceded, hands held up in front of her as if to admit defeat. "You don't want to wear the angel costume because you aren't as innocent as your fans may think you are."
"… Sorry, what was that?"
"You're obviously the devil girl type!" The tealette continued. She gave Gumi a thumbs up with one hand while putting on a cheeky grin. "Clearly, the fans are unaware of how dominating you are! They have no idea that you like to get rough and bite—OW!"
A hard hit to the head.
Miki looked at her older friends, a worried expression on her face. "G-Gumi-nee—"
"STOP TALKING! HOW CAN YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT SO NONCHALANTLY!" Gumi roared, her hand still clenched into a fist. Her emerald eyes were ablaze with the fury that she felt. She grabbed onto the collar of Miku's shirt, and shook the other girl senseless. "NEVER. SPEAK. OF. SUCH. MORONIC. THINGS!"
This ruthless act of aggression trigged by embarrassment and rage was not pacified by the response that she received.
Hatsune Miku was giggling.
"Ne, ne, Gumi-chan! You can't hide from the past—"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
"Ah—Gumi-nee bites?" Miki asked innocently, her red eyes wide at the thought.
Gumi stopped shaking Miku. Her face became red as she turned her emerald eyes onto Miki. Then back at the cheekily grinning Miku. "SEE WHAT YOU DID? NOW SHE THINKS I'M SOME KIND OF DAMN PERVERT—"
"You're not one?"
"NO! I'M NOT!"
"So you're just sadistic. You like to inflict pain and all—"
"SHUT UP. JUST.. I HATE YOU!" Gumi continued to shake Miku. "I HATE YOU SO MUCH!"
"No, you don't!"
"I DO!" The angry girl no longer cared about how much attention they were gathering. She was focused on destroying the teal haired girl that was in her clutches. "THERE'S SO MUCH HATE IN MY HEART WHEN IT COMES TO YOU, THAT IT MAKES ME WANT TO STRANGLE YOU!"
"Oh, that's so.. So… Sadistic!" A gasp, followed by a giggle.
"SHUT. UP!"
Furukawa Miki watched, and she shook her head at the sight of her two friends. But she knew she was in no position to stop them. Somehow her words would be misinterpreted and would add fuel to the fire. So she merely stood back and watched, waiting for Gumi to calm down.
While waiting, she couldn't help but let her eyes wander. They looked over the various costumes that the aisle held, and she mentally categorized who would look good in what costume. But after a few seconds of this, she realized something important.
The red ahoge bounced ontop of Miki's head as she put a pacifying hand on Gumi's shoulder. "Ano, Gumi-nee, Miku-nee?"
"Yes, Miki-chan?"
"WHAT!"
Miki let out a whimper at Gumi's harsh response. She gave the green haired girl a startled and someone hurt expression.
Gumi's expression faltered. "Shit—Sorry, sorry," She mumbled quickly, releasing one hand to cover her face in shame. "What is it?"
"Wh-where's Lily-nee-chan?" asked the red head. "She.. She disappeared…"
Silence.
The grip on Miku's shirt slackened a little as the commander processed Miki's question. "Wait, wait, did you just ask-?" Her green eyes darted around the aisle in search of the tall blonde.
It would seem that Miki was right. Lily was nowhere to be seen.
"Uhm, y-yes?" Miki stammered, hoping that Gumi would not snap at her once more.
"Shit!" Gumi groaned. "Where the hell did she go?"
Miku giggled, and shrugged. She pried Gumi's hand off of her shirt, lifting each of Gumi's green polished fingers with her own teal ones. "It doesn't matter where Lily-nee may have gone," she stated.
The smile on her face was a knowing one, filled with hints of mischief.
Both Gumi and Miki stared at the smiling tealette.
"How the hell does it not matter?" Gumi snapped, as she shook her hand away from Miku. Her index finger extended, she jabbed at Miku's shoulder. "For all we know, she could be in there with Luka-nee!"
"That's okay," Miku continued to smile at her best friend. "Because I've already left my mark on Luka-senpai." The blank stares that instantly took over Gumi and Miki's faces were, in her opinion, priceless.
"WHAT!"
"M-Miku-nee! In a dressing room-?"
"BACK UP!" Gumi held up her hand to Miku's face, mimicking a traffic officer's command for 'stop'. "What exactly do you mean by that, huh!"
The tealette winked at her friends, and brought one polished finger to her lips. "I don't kiss and tell, ladies," she sang.
"You damn liar. You told everyone in the house when you and I—"
"G-Gumi-nee, that story was true?"
"…Shit."
Miku giggled.
Lily wasn't sure how long they had been sitting there, hiding within the confines of the dressing room. Her legs were stretched out while she sat on the floor, arms wrapped around the broken girl. It had seemed like they were sitting there for ages, the blonde offering her shoulder as a pillow for the pink haired girl to cry into. Although the position was uncomfortable, Lily didn't mind it. It was something that Luka needed, and Lily was more than willing to provide silent comfort.
While waiting for her friends sobs to quiet down, Lily remained diligent in her actions, repeatedly stroking the other girl's hair. Her other hand was wrapped around Luka in a tight embrace. She would occasionally mutter quiet words of comfort. As generic as a "it's okay" or "don't worry" may be, the blonde knew it would help calm the pink haired girl down.
Of course, Lily had a very good idea of how things may have reached this point. It was clear to her that Miku may have pushed Luka beyond her comfort zone. And that was unforgivable. There was going to be some justice dealt out Miku's way. She wasn't sure what she would do, but this act would not go unpunished.
Her deep blue eyes narrowed as she looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought. What could she do to hurt Miku...
The corners of her mouth twitched into a minute smile as she thought of the twins and their beloved road roller.
The Kagamines may not have been able to make the world's largest pizza, but maybe they could make the first teal human pancake.
It seemed reasonable.
Luka cried, so Miku would be flattened.
The girl in her arms shuddered, jolting Lily from her silent plotting.
"Thank you, Lily," Luka whispered, her soft voice already muffled by the blonde's tear soaked shirt.
"Uh- y-yeah, no problem," Lily stammered, as she looked away from Luka, cheeks a faint pink.
The somewhat calmer pink haired girl inhaled slowly, still shaking as she did so. Her hands were still clutching Lily's shirt tightly, the cloth balled up in her hands.
It had been a long time since she had last cried, and she was well aware of how panicked Lily may have been when she was found sobbing on the floor.
It was all a blur to Luka, though. The day's events had melted together; and it was hard for her to even think straight. Miku had kissed her- no, it was more than a kiss. The stakes were raised, and so were the expectations.
Luka had kissed Miku back, even going as far as to use her own tongue. Just the thought of this action brought a new wave of emotions that washed over the pink haired girl. She felt like she was drowning, unable to orient herself within the storm that was known as her emotions.
It was simply unbearable. Luka had no idea where to even begin when it came to these foreign feelings. That rush of desire. No, it was more than that now. It was a need.
She needed more of the teal haired girl in that brief moment.
Luka was sure of at least that much, seeing how she pulled the other girl closer by clinging to the teal girl's shirt. It was as if all of her senses were thrust into overdrive during that brief exchange, and the only way to put a lot to the fire that she felt was to get more of Miku.
And the thought scared her and confused her. Not because she was afraid to like a girl. Oh no, Luka had never been homophobic in the least.
She felt lost because it was not the first time that she had felt that feeling of need.
Luka had felt it three times before, twice when Miku had stolen a kiss.
The third when she was alone with Lily on the couch all those weeks ago. Thinking about the two of them in such a compromising... Such an intimate position...
She was confused. It was all too clear to her now. Now Lily's strange behavior over the past few weeks suddenly became crystal clear.
Lily loved her.
And Miku… Miku could possibly love her as well.
But now…
Now, what should she do if she felt that way about both Lily and Miku?
Did she even love Lily or Miku? Was she confusing lust with love?
Who could she talk to? Lily? No, she couldn't talk to Lily about this now… Right?
So… Did she love Miku? No, that wasn't possible. It couldn't be.
But what if she had fallen in love with Miku's sporadic tendencies and bubbly personality?
And Lily. Oh, God, Lily. Could she really have fallen in love with her best friend?
Luka sighed, and looked up at her blonde friend. Her childhood friend. Her best friend…
Lily was the piece of foundation that she had relied on for all of these years. As they grew older, Luka felt safer knowing that Lily would always be there for her. If anything went wrong, Luka knew she would be able to go back to the blonde for comfort or reassurance. So what would happen now that there were strong emotions tied into this friendship?
The bond between them was entirely different now. It was not a simple childhood friendship, a pure, innocent bond.
And Luka was well aware of what would happen should she choose Miku over Lily. Their friendship may become irreparable as a result of a broken heart.
Sensing that Luka was ready to speak, Lily looked at her friend with a sidelong glance. "You gonna be okay?" the blonde asked, turning her head to look at the tear-stained face.
A nod, followed by a shaky inhale and exhale. "Y-yes, I think so," Luka answered, closing her eyes.
She gently set her head down on Lily's shoulder, and slackened her grip on the shirt. "Thank you for staying with me..."
"Yeah, like I said. It's no problem," Lily replied, as she shrugged her free shoulder. "There's no way I could leave you like that."
Luka smiled to herself, and buried her face into Lily's shirt. "I'm glad I have you," she said, peeking up at Lily with one of her light blue eyes. "You really are my best friend. The very best."
The faint pink that was on Lily's cheeks quickly deepened in color. "What- Yeah, yeah, I know," Lily said quickly. "You tell me that all the time, ya know."
"I say it because it's true."
"Well... Thanks," Lily shrugged once again. She put released Luka from the embrace, and put palms onto the floor of the dressing room. "Since you're all better, I'll let ya get dressed, 'kay? We can talk about what happened later, when we get the chance- eh?"
Lily's eyes widened a little, and she stiffened a bit.
The girl who was once crying was hugging her tightly, and her face remained buried deep into Lily's shoulder. It was impossible for the blonde to leave now. Luka had buried her nose deeper into Lily's shoulder, inhaling more of the other girl's perfume.
A faint mumble could be heard, and Lily felt the sound waves that came from Luka's mouth vibrate against her shirt and shoulder.
"What? I can't understand you," Lily frowned a little bit as she reached around to try and pry off the other girl.
"Don't leave," Luka repeated herself. "I don't want you to ever leave me alone…"
The red head let out a whimper, and tugged on the sleeve Gumi's hoodie. "Gumi-nee!" she whined. "Why won't you tell me what happened with you and Miku-nee?"
Gumi could feel her eye twitch when she was asked the question. With a flick of her arm, she yanked the cloth out of Miki's grip. The green haired girl was hoping that Miki would have dropped the topic by now. Especially since Gumi had initially stormed out of the costume shop after being told by a store clerk that she disturbing the other customers. She had left Miki and Miku behind, thinking that they would go find Lily and continue the work of the police force, but it would seem that she was horribly mistaken.
Miku had merely laughed as Gumi stormed out. She had followed the green haired girl out of the store, and immediately hopped into a taxi to take back to the mansion, much to Gumi's surprise. It seemed like Miku wasn't worried about leaving Luka alone with Lily in the slightest, and that was something that was bothering the commander of the police force. There was no reason for the tealette to feel comfortable about leaving the pinkette with her competition. But Miku seemed so sure of herself… It was as if Miku knew that Luka would come to her, no matter what happened. And so Gumi had asked Miku about it before the teal girl shut the door to the taxi.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Gumi snapped, as she forced the door of the cab to remain open. "Why would you leave Luka-nee with Lily-nee?"
The tealette simply gave Gumi another unreadable smile. "Because I know she feels something for me," Miku explained, as she crossed one leg over the other. "There's no turning back for her now. Luka-senpai knows that there's something between us now, and she can't deny it anymore." And, much to Gumi's annoyance, the other girl winked up at her. "Have fun walking up with Miki-chaaaan!"
Gumi clearly remembered her eye twitching at this statement before she unceremoniously slammed the door shut.
And what did Miki do once Gumi stormed away from the store and the taxi? The petite girl followed Gumi, looking as worried as ever, save for the curious glint in her eyes.
Which brought them to the present.
"Miki-chan, seriously, shut up," Gumi growled, as she yanked the hood of her baggy, black hoodie over her head. From the pocket pouch of the hoodie, she withdrew a pair of orange Ray-Ban Wayfarer sunglasses. Today she had left her trademark pair of red-orange goggles, but only because she was too recognizable with them on. They had gone out to a public store, after all, and she was trying to keep a somewhat low profile.
The sounds of screaming fanboys and fangirls seriously pissed her off some days.
"But, I just want to know," Miki pressed on, as she fell in step with her senpai. "What's the harm in knowing?" Unlike Gumi, who preferred to wear clothing that might better obscure her famous features, Miki had given up on trying to hide. She had simply thrown her long, red hair up into a ponytail, tugged a baseball cap on her head, and called it a day. Her clothes, in her opinion, were subtle enough. A navy blue and red plaid button-down, unbuttoned to reveal the white camisole beneath, dark denim wash skinny jeans, and a pair of red Chuck Taylor All-Star Converses… Average teenage clothes, she reasoned.
"Look, it's none of your business, so just drop it," Gumi's tone was icy now, her emerald eyes narrowing into slits behind those heavily tinted sunglass lenses. Irritated, she shoved her hands into her pockets. Her personal history with Miku had always been a touchy subject. Having Miki pry into it was definitely an un-welcome gesture.
Miki linked arms with Gumi, and offered the green haired girl a warm smile. "Gumi-nee, gomen ne," she sincerely apologized. "I suppose I got a little carried away. I was just curious."
"Yeah, well, curiosity killed the damn cat."
"I know," Miki replied sheepishly. She scratched her cheek with her free hand, the smile still plastered onto her face. Hesitantly, she leaned against Gumi's arm, enjoying the comfort and warmth that the black, hoodie-clad girl seemed to unwillingly offer to her.
The pair walked in silence, arms still linked together. It was neither uncomfortable nor awkward, but rather, a pleasant silence. Miki's presence always offered Gumi a peace of mind, as if the red haired girl were a sedative to Gumi's natural snarky and calculating personality.
As they walked, the buildings surrounding them became less dominant. Large buildings were replaced with the humble homes of the rich and famous, each taking up a large sum of land. Up ahead they could see the gates that closed their driveway, the large, ornate "V" located the center of the wrought-iron gates.
Gumi sighed, and slipped her arm away from Miki. "Look, Miki-chan," she began, a slight frown on her face. "Don't ask me about Miku again."
"Hm?" Miki looked up at Gumi, confusion clearly displayed on her innocent face.
"It's.. Painful. Things between Miku and I are still complicated," the green haired girl tried to explain, her frown morphing into an expression of remorse.
The red haired girl was quiet for a moment, contemplating those words. "Do you… Still have feelings for Miku-nee?" she asked, hesitantly, afraid to hear the answer to her question.
The mouth beneath the black hood opened and closed.
Rumble.. rumble….
The mouth opened once more. "The fuck is that?" Gumi asked, as she pushed the sunglasses up and on top of her mop of green hair. Her hood had fallen back, due to the sudden vibration in the pavement beneath her feet.
"Earth quake—"
"THAT'S THE FUCKING ROAD ROLLER!" Gumi shouted, as she grabbed Miki's hand and began to run away from the mansion. She pulled the 16 year old onto another street, and gasped for air. "Holy shit-…. What the fuck is going on?"
The pair watched as two yellow bullets came speeding out from the mansion's grounds.
With a deafening screech, and groans from the metal gates, the yellow road roller plowed onto the main road. The driver, a furious brunette, was currently hunting down the pair of blondes that had escaped her clutches.
"YOU PSYCHOTIC LITTLE ASSES!" Meiko screamed, as she steered the road roller into the direction of Kagamine Rin and Len. "GET BACK HERE SO I CAN MAKE YOU INTO A PANCAKE!"
Rin, her hand clutching onto her brothers, was laughing as she ran, and in her free hand was a video camera. Said camera was playing a recording, which was causing it's owner to laugh uncontrollably. Tears were beginning to form in the corners of her eyes, and she was sure that if Meiko didn't kill her, laughing would do her in. A few steps ahead of her was Len, practically dragging his older sister behind him. Unlike his twin, there was no gleeful expression painted onto his face. Instead of being amused by their prank, he was horrified of what may happen to him should he trip and fall.
"Nee-chan!" Len shouted over the deafening roar of the road roller's powerful engine. "I told you it was a bad idea to put that camera in Meiko-nee-san's room!"
"I—hehehe—Don't- ehehehe—CARE!" Rin was gasping for air. Speaking, laughing and running was something that the body was not made to do simultaneously. "Meiko-nee-san- And Kaito-nii-san… They- So awkward- Drunk sex!"
Her incoherent sentences were all too clear to her younger brother. Admittedly, he wasn't expecting to see a video of anything but Meiko throwing her guts up after a drinking binge…. But it had turned out that their blue-haired roommate had snuck into Meiko's quarters… And the two had a sleepless night.
"GIVE ME THAT VIDEO CAMERA! OR SO HELP ME, I WILL FLATTEN YOU, RESURRECT YOU FROM THE DEAD, AND KILL YOU AGAIN!"
"NEE-CHAN, GIVE HER THE VIDEO CAMERA!"
"NO WAY, LEN-KUN! THIS IS PRICELESS!"
Both Gumi and Miki looked at one another. After looking at one another in silence for a second, they both shrugged, and headed up the driveway to the mansion now that the road was clear.
"Everyone in this house is out of their damn mind," Gumi stated, as she slipped her Ray-Ban's back on.
Miki could only nod in agreement. As much as she adored the twins, she was not about to take a flattening from a road roller for them.
Luka wasn't sure why she was forcing Lily to stay in the dressing room with her. All the two had done for the past half hour was sit there in silence. She was actually surprised that no one had come back to check on them at this point; but then again, the girl who had shown her to her "room" had recognized her to be the Megurine Luka… So maybe that was why they were able to stay in the dressing room for as long as they pleased.
"Lu-chan," Lily sighed, breaking the heavy silence that had fallen between them. "This is really freakin' uncomfortable. Can we get off the floor now?"
"N-no…"
"Why?"
"Because I just want to hug you right now," Luka mumbled, her face still buried into Lily's shirt. She couldn't help it. Lily just had an intoxicating smell. So familiar and inviting…
The blonde was thankful that the pinkette could not see the blush that continued to dance upon her cheeks. "Seriously? You sound like a little kid. It's time to get up."
"But—"
"You're not even dressed yet, koneko-chan," the blonde pointed out, a smirk on her face. "Are you trying to seduce me or something?" It was meant to be a joke, but it was clear to the two of them that more was implied.
At this, Luka pulled her face out of Lily's shirt. "N-no!" she stammered out in protest. "Absolutely not! Don't be ridiculous—"
"It seems that way."
"I would never—"
"You're still sitting in your underwear."
"That's because-"
"And by the way, you're on my lap. In your under wear."
"If Miku-chan hadn't-….. OHMYGOD!" Luka jumped to her feet, her face completely scarlet.
Lily snickered at the sight of her flustered friend. Her deep blue eyes were filled with amusement as she gave Luka a lopsided grin. "So are you gonna get dressed or—"
"Sh-shut up, baka koinu! Don't look!"
"Whatever you say, koneko-chan," the blonde sang.
Flustered, Luka grabbed her clothes off of floor. She turned her back to Lily, and hastily tugged the clothes back on.
Black skirt? Check.
Black Stockings that went up halfway up her thighs? Check.
White blouse? Check.
She quickly pressed out any of the creases that may have been on her blouse before looking back to where Lily was sitting.
To her surprise, Lily was absentmindedly looking at her own finger nails as if they were they were the most interesting thing in the world.
Except...
"Lily-chan," Luka said slowly, covering her eyes with one hand.
"Yeah?"
"Please wipe your nose..."
The blonde blinked a few times, a puzzled expression on her face. Carefully, the blonde touched the area just above her lip, and was surprised to feel a warm liquid flowing slowly, but steadily, from her nose.
"Oh- fuck..." Lily quickly dug her handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the blood away.
Luka sighed and shook her head. "I can't believe you..."
The blonde shrugged, her lopsided grin now cheeky. "I can't really help it when you look like that," she rebutted. Lily pushed herself up, and shoved her thumbs into the front pockets of her jeans.
The pinkette blushed, and folded her arms across her chest as if this would offer her some protection. "B-baka koinu..." she mumbled, as she avoided making eye contact with the stupid puppy.
Lily laughed, and pulled back the curtain that served as the dressing room door. "Yeah, yeah," she said dismissively, stepping out of the small fitting room. "I'm gonna go see if everyone's still-... What is it now?" The back of her shirt was being gripped on, and Luka forcefully pulled Lily back into the dressing room.
"W-we need to talk," Luka stammered, her eyes focused on the floor.
"Can't it wait, koneko-chan?"
The curtain was drawn closed, and Lily's face became as red as a tomato. The other girl had thrown her arms around Lily's torso, and buried her face into her shirt once more.
"I-... I figured it out," the pinkette mumbled into the cotton shirt.
"Uh... What the hell are you talking about?"
"I figured it out," Luka repeated. "I'm so sorry. I must have been hurting you this whole time... For you to have feelings for me while I'm trying to figure things out with Miku-chan..."
The blonde stiffened. She put her hands on Luka's shoulders, and tried to push the girl off of her. "Wh- you must've hit your head or something," she said quickly, desperate to escape the quickly suffocating atmosphere.
Luka only tightened her embrace. Her light blue eyes looked at her friend, and a slight frown marred her face. "Lily, look at me." There was no hint of amusement in her voice, none of her usual cool composure.
Lily looked at Luka, light blue meeting deep, oceanic blue. "What?"
"Tell me you don't love me, and I'll let go," the pinkette stated, completely serious.
"That's- why're you being so stupid, eh, Lu-chan?" a nervous laugh escaped her as she tried to pry Luka off of her once more.
Luka kept Lily locked firmly in her arms. Her light blue eyes shown with determination as she waited for the blonde to face facts.
"Let go, Luka.."
"Tell me the truth first."
Teeth clenched, Lily stubbornly turned her head away from her best friend, refusing to go on with this. "There's nothing to tell you. You must've hit your head or something-"
"Miku-chan kissed me."
"..."
"I-... I kissed her back," Luka stammered on. "And- there- we-" Her face suddenly became red. "Tongue..."
"... Tongue?" Masuda Lily's attention had been captured. Her deep blue eyes looked back into Luka's lighter ones.
The other girl nodded, never breaking their gaze.
"You and Miku-"
"Y-yes!" Luka frowned. "That's why- I just- I'm confused! I think that I might even love her!"
The blonde became painfully aware of a sudden clenching in her chest. ".. Is that so? Well, goodie for you. I bet Miku-chan'll be excited," she said, unable to hide the hurt and bitterness in her voice.
"B-but... There's more to it..." A panicked expression flashed across Luka's face. The pinkette hugged Lily tighter, and shook her head quickly. "Lily, there's also you," she added with a whisper. "Y-you love me, don't you? I know you do.."
Lily shrugged.
She suddenly wanted to run as far away as she could from Luka.
"You do... And..." The pinkette took a deep breath. "I think I feel so confused because... Because..."
Luka became nervous, her blue eyes desperately trying to read Lily's expression. "Because I think I like you, too..."
"... Eh?" Lily's eyes widened, and her face became bright red. "Are you on crack? Do you hear what you're saying?"
Luka frowned. "Sh-shut up! I'm trying to be- to be serious!" she put her nose to Lily's and sighed. It had never occurred to her that tat they were both the same height.
The red on the blonde's face only deepened in color. "Maybe you've got a cold- yeah, a fever!" Lily was desperately grasping at straws, unwilling to admit that Luka was right.
"No... I don't," the pinkette replied. There was some hesitation before she spoke again. "I- I think I know how to figure out if I like you the way I like M-Miku-chan..."
"Yeah?" Lily couldn't help but snort skeptically. "I doubt there's a way for you to figure that out right now."
The pinkette inhaled shakily. "K-kiss me."
"... Holy fuck, you must be on crack or something!"
"J-just do it!"
"Uh, no."
"L-lily!"
"..."
"Just do it-!" Luka's order was interrupted by the set of lips that was suddenly pressed against hers.
Lily may have been trying to worm herself out of this awkward, painful, conversation...
But Luka had told her to kiss her.
Heartbeats quickened.
Luka could feel it. In this close proximity, she could feel their heartbeats through their clothes.
She shut her eyes, and slowly kissed Lily back.
The blonde hesitated for a moment. Should they really be doing this?
Whatever. She was going to enjoy this moment for as long as she could.
She flicked her tongue across the pinkette's lips, impatiently demanding entrance.
Luka clutched the back of Lily's shirt, the cloth balled up in her fists. She gasped at the sudden movement-
Which the blonde took full advantage of. Her tongue entered Luka's mouth, and began to explore the new area in a frenzy.
Masuda Lily was no stranger to the art of french kissing. And she was quick to teach Luka the proper techniques by example.
And by now Luka was more than sure about her feelings for Lily. She was right; she was attracted to both the teal and the blonde girl.
But at the moment, the desire she felt was focused solely on the commanding blonde. Her tongue followed Lily's, mimicking her movements.
This was different from what she had experienced with Miku. The younger girl was aggressive, bending Luka to follow her will. But Lily…
Lily was a little more gentle, and Luka found this to be quite pleasurable-
Lily pulled away from Luka, her face flushed. The look on the blonde's face was unreadable.
Luka could only look back at her friend with a flustered expression. "Wh-what-?"
The blonde put her nose to Luka's neck and inhaled. She then opened her mouth and bit down on the tender flesh, causing the other girl to yelp in surprise.
Immediately, Lily slipped away from Luka. The blonde avoided making eye contact as she turned away from the pinkette. Drawing open the curtain, she stepped out of the dressing room.
"I'm not going to let Miku get to you," Lily said with steely determination in her voice. She looked over her shoulder and gave Luka a lopsided grin. "I can't leave my kitten to someone who makes them cry." She laughed, and left the dressing area. "I'm gonna head home, then, Lu-chan. I think you'll be able to get home by yourself, yeah? We both need a second to ourselves."
Luka could only nod, still flustered over the bitemark that was now located at the base of her neck.
Lily exited the store and began the walk home.
And in the dressing room, Luka felt even more confused.
She was sure she had just made things worse… That was certain. One of her fingers trailed along her overstimulated lips, her breathing still a little erratic.
The pinkette closed her eyes, and leaned against the wall of the dressing room. She had made-out twice now, once with Miku and once with Lily. And each time, they had all acted more on instinct and a torrent of sudden emotions.
All of their reasoning had melted away…
Their hearts had all melted in ecstasy…
And there was no going back now.
"Move over, Len-kun!" Rin hissed, her order barely over a whisper. She shoved her younger brother as she tried to completely hide herself.
"I can't!"
The twins were cramped underneath a pick-up truck. It was their only place of refuge from their angry Onee-san and the road roller. The angry brunette had chased them down to the end of their neighborhood, and the twins had been unable to find a place to hide, save for the truck parked in the street. Naturally, they had simultaneously dived beneath it.
"I told you that was a bad idea," Len muttered, as the ground to began to shake.
"It was worth it!" Rin shot back. The ground continued to rumble, signaling the incoming road roller. "We could make millions off of this tape!"
"We're already rich."
"Oh yeah..."
The rumbling stopped.
Confused, Len peeked out at the road, only to see that their beloved road roller was parked about ten yards away. "Huh- AHHH!"
Len screamed bloody murder as his field of view was filled with Meiko's enraged face.
"I found you!" Meiko growled, her eyes wide. "And now I'm gonna make you guys wish you were never born!"
Rin grabbed Len and began to shove him towards Meiko. She then backed away from them as she watched Meiko grab her brothers arm. With one last, cheeky smile to her brother, Rin pushed Len out from beneath the truck. "HUMAN SACRIFICE!"
That's what having a twin was for, after all.
Note: Sorry for the delay! I deeply apologize. I hope this chapter was worth the wait.
To the Reviewers:
Jak656: Thanks! I'm really glad you like my Miku. LOL. I figured she would have to be dominant if I wanted Luka to be shy. :P Ah, Gumi and Miki.. hm.
PaperCutVictim: I talk to you a lot. Hahah. But thanks, man! I still need to work some stuff out, but it's good to hear that you like the story. :D
Meislovely: Yes, dressing room molestation. Bahahahaha. Thanks for reading, guys!
Thyrokio: Ah, I'm glad that Miku attacking Luka had caught you off guard! (: That's what I was aiming for! Thanks for your support!
IdrewAcow: Oooh, okay. Hahah. One of the smaller countries? And yeah, this story is going to go on for a good while, I hope. Hopefully I can answer all of your questions in future chapters.
Major Mike Powell III: XDDDDD God, I love your reviews. Thank you SO much for reading and reviewing!
Dingos: Thanks! Hahahha it seems like everyone adores my version of Gumi. Maybe you guys could make a fanclub for her? Hahah. But it's great to see a new reviewer! Thank you for reading my story!
LukaFan: LOL. YES. THAT'S THE WORST! I hate getting woken up by explosions from a game! But hey! Thanks for your review and support! I really appreciate it! (:
Syllogism: I know I shouldn't, but I laughed when I saw your review. To be honest, I adore Miku/Luka. But I do ship Miku/Gumi, too. Bahahahaha I like that we have similar tastes! And thank you for reading my story! It's nice to have a new reviewer! I hope I can continue to meet your expectations!
Namegoeshere: I really want to visit there one day. Hahaha. I'm jealous that you live in such an amazing place! But yeah, Gumi/Miki. Gumi/Miku.. Miku/Luka. Luka/Lily. There's too many shippings going on, so I think your course of action is a safe bet! Hahaha. Thanks for reading!
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And once more, a big thank you to everyone who has been supporting me by reading my story, or by leaving me a review! (: I really appreciate it!
Until next time! Ja ne!