A/N: Oh yeah, I updated within a week! ;D In special celebration of Anime Con, I am happy to present to you with the latest chapter of Fast Times Vokal Lloyd High :) I'm also happy to announce that this is the longest chapter I've posted so far. HEADS UP: There is some INTENSE material in this chapter. I won't spoil the details but there is a heap of LukaxMiku in this.

Enjoy ;)

Growing up, Miki Furukawa became more than my best friend. In fact, she was my protector. It all started on my first day in kindergarten and while other children were busy complimenting each other on their super-size crayon boxes, I couldn't help but notice the distinct auburn eyes staring at me from across my table. Back then, my timid nature was an absolute burden to come by. I couldn't even lock eyes with anyone without having the urge to run away. In fact, many kids perceived me as rude for never responding to them. I wasn't surprised to find myself with little friends. By middle school, I really only had one but I must say, I would trade in a million just for her.

Miki approached me with a toothy grin and gleaming reddish-brown eyes. The first thing I learned about her was that she never took no for an answer. She was beyond persistent and our friendship blossomed because of that fascinating trait of hers. My mother always told me that friendships were effortless but I never took the time out of my day to acknowledge the other children. In fact, even when it seemed natural, I always ruined it anyway. Either through too much staring or word vomit, I eventually disturbed anyone wanting to be my friend. Lucky for me, Miki was intent on becoming somebody to me.

She simply just smiled at me without a word. I, as expected, began to fidget around under her gaze and almost knocked out some girl's pencil just by trying to avoid eye contact. And that moment caused a significant memory to imprint in my mind.

The little girl I accidentally stumbled was annoyed and her dramatic huff even caused the children at our table to hesitate. I think her name was Suki or Saka, I'm not too sure but I remember the fear she penetrated in me. What followed her annoyed expression was a set of unintelligible remarks. Being called a 'poopyface' isn't as bad as it seems now but when you're five years old, it hurts. What really made my eyes almost brim with tears was when she called me a 'smelly fart sniffer'. All the children erupted with laughter at that response. Fortunately for me, those children didn't get to see me cry because Miki Furukawa stepped in.

I will forever remember every so-called insult of that scene.

*FLASHBACK*

"Hey! Watch it!" Miki hollered.

"Shut up, butthead!"

"Farty McSmarty!"

"Tinklelover!"

"Big headed poop lover!"

"You eat poop for breakfast!"

"You lick your toes when they're sweaty!"

"Chicken butt!"

"Chicken SHIT!"

And that's when everyone gasped and Miki was sent to the corner, along with a phone call to her parents.

*End of flashback*

Miki never got in trouble until that day. She was quite popular and many girls and boys were charmed by her intense auburn eyes and long ginger locks. We were very much similar but while Miki pulled a bright grin with ease, I couldn't twitch my mouth into a smile without it looking awkward. We were complete opposites. After defending me from the students, I was more than content with Miki approaching me. In fact, I didn't have the urge to run away or avert eye contact. It was strangely amazing how I warmed up to her in an instant. I believe it was the first time I smiled enough for my teeth to show. After that, many moments containing the same results followed.

I just wish right now was one of those moments.

My spirits need some lifting at my current state. It's been five minutes since I've sat into my first period and the teacher is going on about the importance of this semester regarding Mathematical Analysis. I have no comment, no expression; I'm just simply staring at him as he eyes me for a couple seconds. I'm so tempted to pull out my phone and text Miki but I'm sure she'll scold me for interrupting precious time. Academics are very important to us. We all need a plan B and journalism isn't my only priority right now.

"Ms. Hastune, is it?"

My ears pert as I notice the teacher has called on me.

"Yes," I answer in a blank tone.

Mr. Whats-his-face looks taken back and arches an eyebrow at my sudden monotone response.

"I take it you are very much aware of what I'm talking about," he says, "How far did you get in your last semester?"

I sigh as I feel curious eyes waiting for me to respond. By now, I'm used to it. I am the new kid after all.

"Mostly systems of equations, inequalities, and functions," I answer, "Last thing I remember is imaginary and complex numbers."

I honestly don't remember much except rational expressions but I take that it's good enough to let Mr. Whats-his-face have enough assurance with me.

"Well, that's great," he adds with a smile, "We're actually picking up on imaginary and complex numbers so this is great, actually."

I nod even though I internally can give less of a shit.

"My name is Mr. Takamishi," he says, "And don't hesitate to ask questions."

I nod again as Mr. Takamishi continues to lecture the class with his previous subject. Just hearing 'next fall' and 'calculus' in the same sentence is giving me a headache.

By the time my first period ended, I'm relieved to finally have the opportunity to walk myself to my next class. I'll be lucky to avoid Lily but I've accepted it by now that the blonde would show up without my consent anyway. It's been less than three hours and she's already boasting that I've grew on her. Rin certainly finds us amusing to watch but somewhere in those honey colored eyes, I can sense some envy toward me. I'm sure Rin would love to take my place and be followed by Lily. In fact, I wouldn't mind at all.

The two blondes don't think much of my relation with Neru Akita. Rin was just relieved to see that I'm not as 'evil' as her. Lily, on the other hand, just had to bring up some inappropriate comments. She compared us rather than pointed out the distinct differences. For example, my ass had a lot to do with it. Despite actually being fond of the idea that I'm curvier than my cousin, I'm not so pleased with the fact the Lily checked me out long enough to have a body analysis between us. Speaking of Lily, the blonde is leaving out a big chunk of her explanation regarding Luka. It's so surreal how Luka practically did a 180. She seemed so nice when we first met and then she just brushes past me like she never shared her incredible and mesmerizing laughter with me. It's strange but the vivid memory of our first encounter seemed like it occurred just seconds ago. I guess people really aren't what they seem. I shouldn't think so highly of Luka anyway but it's going to be hard when I harbor an intense crush on her.

I just wish I knew more about her before I judged.

Before I let myself dwell on any more thoughts on the goddess, the constant sound of my phone vibrating in my bag startles me. I fumble with my bag and rummage through the stacks of random papers and books disheveled within. Before I get a hold of my light blue covered iPhone, I feel a gentle bump and quickly turn my head. My first assumption is Lily but to my surprise, I'm looking straight ahead at familiar hazel eyes.

"What are YOU doing here?" Neru Akita scoffs.

"I'm a student, duh," I quip, "Nice to see you too."

"Ew, shut up."

I roll my eyes at the annoying valley girl tone my cousin seems to proudly pull off.

"So are your parents still encouraging you to be my best friend?" Neru smirks, "I take it that this is another one of their tactics."

"There is no 'tactic', Neru!" I snap, "My parents would rather let me be best friends with a crackhead than you."

In reality, of course I would rather be friends with a bitch than a drug addict but Neru's presence always brought the worst in me. She's unaffected by my comment and simply arches her eyebrow with an amused smile stretching her pouty lips.

"Well, I'm glad I didn't say hi to you right away." She responds.

"Well, I'm not surprised," I add, "You did see me but, of course, you ignored me."

"I didn't ignore you," the blonde says, "I just simply disregarded your presence to catch up with a friend."

The way Neru states 'friend' contains a cocky vibe. I can tell she's just waiting for me to comment on the fact that she's hanging out with a babe like Luka. I care of course, but not for the reasons she assumes.

"Oh, so you DO have friends," I quip, "Next time tell your 'friend' to say excuse me when she rudely cuts in between me and my friend."

I'm playing dumb, I am fully aware of Luka but I'm not going to give Neru the sense of satisfaction.

"You shouldn't be standing in the middle of the hallway like a dumbass then," my cousin deadpans.

"There is something called 'GO AROUND'"

"There's something called 'MOVE BITCH'"

"YOU MOVE!"

"GO AROUND!"

I'm fuming with clenched teeth at Neru's smartass remark. I'm so close to slapping her, my hand is practically shaking with need. Of course, I have self-control when it comes to physically reacting but I can't say the same for my verbal actions.

"Why you gotta be so rude?!"

"Oh, you GOT to be kidding me," Neru laughs, "Imma piss you off anyway."

"I said that WAY before that damn song."

Before Neru can open her mouth to respond with a usual rude remark, I'm fortunate enough to be interrupted by the warning bell and reminded to go to class. I don't bother to say bye or look back after storming off from Neru. I hear the blonde chuckle and holler with a snotty

"See ya', wouldn't wanna be ya'!"

Of course, I ignore her but not without countless thoughts of slapping that pretty little face of hers. At least I'm secure enough to admit she's pretty; then again, we are related.

To my luck, my English class was in the same building as my last class. All I had to do was take the stairs and make a right turn. Before entering the door, a sight before me catches my eye and I notice Luka is standing beside her locker with a group of friends. Standing by the end of the hallway, a distinct group of girls, sporting their cheerleader uniforms with school colors titanium white and ultramarine blue are in the midst of laughing about god knows what. Luka is rummaging through her locker with a bored expression and I have a clear view of her while her friends chat behind. Part of me would love to go up to her while the smart part of my brain is encouraging me to just ignore her and go to class. I find myself staring at her with a pained expression as I stand beside the entrance of my classroom.

Just after pulling out a textbook, Luka glances at my direction and suddenly, her eyes shoot up at me.

My breath hitches at the eyes that lock onto mine and I find myself frozen by the piercing stare of warm turquoise orbs. I don't know what to think of it but Luka seems to be battling with some inner thoughts as she glances at her locker and back at me. I wouldn't be surprised if she decided to ignore me again, I assume she's just embarrassed by what Lily pulled off. After that forced kiss between the two, even I feel a little embarrassed. The sound of her locker slamming closed causes me to jump yet my eyes stay on her. Strangely enough, she continues to observe me even after her friends are leaving. I hear one of them holler out to her but she doesn't budge. Instead she calls back with a quick 'Be there' and resumes with our unusual yet fascinating staring contest. Suddenly, she begins to walk toward me and my heart begins to race even more.

My first thought is that she's simply going to brush past me but then the weirdest thing occurs. Luka stops and stands before me, smiling before she excuses herself and enters the entrance of my classroom. I am dumbfounded as confusion begins to baffle my mind. There's no way Luka attends the same class as me but just the possibility of it causes me to become as giddy as a fangirl. A million thoughts scatter throughout my brain, mainly ones making sense of the unexpected turn of events.

Luka is clearly a senior so why would she attend a freshman English course? Maybe she forgot something in there during the last class? Most importantly, she actually acknowledged my existence this time so that must be good, right? I am actually a bit scared if Luka IS my classmate. Oh god no, she is not that dumb, I'm sure of it. Is she's trying to catch up though? That's a bad thing anyway.

The sound of the bell disrupts my thoughts but I remain stoic as I follow the passing students following Luka's entrance. As soon as I cross the threshold, I search for Luka who I find speaking to the teacher. She has a gentle smile gracing her features as the older man actively speaks to her. He seems excited for some reason while Luka simply just nods along with whatever he's saying. As soon as I sit in random seat in front of the classroom, I notice some students eyeing the same scene as me. I hear some snickering from a group of boys who seem to be checking out the pink-haired beauty like some piece of meat. That reminds me, whoever designed the cheerleader uniforms at this school should get punched in the face. I'm guilty of drooling over Luka's complimented assets but this is actually bullshit. With that in mind, I can't help but look back at my schedule, eyeballing the mistake of 'GYM:VKLCHR' as my sixth period.

I groan at the reminder and set my head on the table, totally disregarding Luka's presence for a moment before I hear the teacher clear his throat. My head shoots up at the sound of his voice and from the corner of my eye, I notice Luka taking a seat at the side of the room. She's scanning through her phone with her legs crossed; her books are piled on the desk beside her. Suddenly, her eyes look up as if on cue and she locks onto me. Only this time, her lips quirk into a smile and her eyes soften. I am completely aware that I'm staring at her like an idiot but what's even more embarrassing is that I've decided to sit in the front where it's more than obvious that I'm ignoring my teacher. What's worse is that I notice an empty seat rows away; perfectly set next to Luka. I have the sudden urge to grab my things and take it but I'm sure the teacher would find it annoying that I disrupted his introduction. I bite my lip as I force my attention to the sight before me. Lucky for me, I'm met with the teacher's back as he writes onto the white board. I read a big and neat 'Mr. Marcus' and nod as I resume my attention to his voice. Suddenly, the sound of quiet shifting and snickering causes me to peek at my side. My curiosity seems to be common with the majority of the class because everyone seems to be sneaking a glance behind them. I glance at Luka but she's currently scanning through a book. Suddenly, a boy comes into view and her eyes shoot up at him. I immediately take note of the boy's side-swept red hair as he sneaks his way into the seat beside her. He's grinning at her and Luka hesitates with an awkward smile. She shifts her eyes between the boy and the teacher, almost as if she's expecting him to get in trouble. Unfortunately, Mr. Marcus is oblivious as he resumes his attention on the board.

Something in me snaps and I am immediately reminded of the moment I smacked Len for his inappropriate comment about Luka. I am so annoyed right now that I'm shutting out Mr. Marcus's voice and focusing my hearing on whatever the little pervert next to my crush is saying. By the looks of it, he's hitting on her. Luka is ignoring him but as soon as the little creep shifts his seat to get closer, the creaking of his chair causes Mr. Marcus to turn his attention to the side of the room. To my relief, he finally notices Luka's uncomfortable state.

"We are lucky enough to have a T.A this semester," he adds with a smile, "Miss. Luka Megurine, please stand up."

Even though it is perfectly safe to set my attention on my crush, I can't help but stare at the board with a shocked expression. Anyone, and I mean ANYONE, knows what a Megurine is. It's a super car, it's luxurious, and it's hella expensive. Maserati, Lamborghini, Ferrari, Bugatti, Megurine, each of them are one of the world's most renowned luxury sports car manufacturers. Now, it may be a coincidence but the fact that Luka was driving a super car named after her last name makes it hard not to assume that she's associated with the term 'heiress'. She's beautiful, elegant, desirable, rich, and oh my god she MUST be the heiress of Megurine Motors.

I don't even catch on to whatever Mr. Marcus is saying because I'm too busy gaping at the board. Normally, information regarding a person's social status doesn't baffle me but the fact that I'm crushing hardcore on Luka makes the situation even more intimidating. I mean, I knew she was rich the minute I saw her. It's impossible not to when you see someone driving a 'grand tourer'. Just adding everything else about her from her beauty to those sultry glowing eyes to that curvy slender body is making me hyperventilate.

"Ms. Megurine took my class two years ago," Mr. Marcus says, "A.P English was it?"

"How could I forget," Luka adds, "especially with the grade I received."

The last part of Luka's sentence seemed to contain an awkward amount of discomfort. Her forced smile makes it all the more obvious as Mr. Marcus laughs rather hard at the comment.

"Oh, you were SO close to an A," Mr. Marcus snickers, "SO CLOSE."

Luka laughs but it's so forced that I'm biting my lip from laughing at the evident dislike she contains for our teacher.

"If I am not available to help, you can always ask Luka for assistance."

"Oh, I will," the boy next to her hollers, causing some of the students to snicker. Fortunately, Mr. Marcus notices the inappropriateness of his remark and calls him on it.

"What's your name?"

The boy straightens in his seat.

"Hibiki," he answers quite cockily.

I grimace at his unusual confidence. We're all freshman here and its common sense most of us have no chance with dating a hot senior, let alone Luka Megurine.

"Well, nice to meet you, Hibiki," Mr. Marcus adds, "Why don't you grace your lovely confidence here in the front row?

Hibiki almost panics but he manages to respond with a clear

"No, thank you."

Mr. Marcus doesn't allow it and suddenly, he turns his attention to me.

"Anyone sitting in the front row is already on good terms with me."

I smile nervously as I notice his intense blue eyes focused on my fidgeting state.

"Would you like to switch with Hibiki?"

The question catches me off guard. Of course, I would LOVE to but I don't show it. I'm sure Luka would be freaked out if I voluntarily suggested it.

"Uh, I don't know, I mean I-

"The presence of a rowdy immature boy is in no comparison to a dashing and adorable obedient pupil, don't you agree, Luka?"

The sudden sound of Luka's giggle causes me to fluster even more.

"I would love that, actually."

She could have just nodded or politely insist that Hibiki is no problem (Which I highly doubt she would do) but NO, she more than agreed with Mr. Marcus's suggestion.

Luka wants me…to sit near her, of course.

The thought alone is good enough to get me tingly with raging hormones. My hands shake as I pick up my things and stand up from my seat. I hear Hibiki groan as he follows my actions and the class laughs at his evident immaturity. As Mr. Marcus proceeds to explain the syllabus of the class, I make my way to the seat I regrettably missed. Despite the glee I feel, it is quick to turn into a set of mixed emotions as I realize Luka is watching me. I avert my eyes from her as I set my things and sit at my new desk. I look up at Luka and my blush intensifies as I notice a gentle and alluring smile directed toward me. My mouth twitches as I struggle to smile back but my nerves get the best of me and all I manage is an awkward pursing of my lips. Suddenly, a muffled giggle causes my attention on the pink-haired beauty again and I find myself fidgeting even more. She's clearly laughing at my awkward state and I can feel heat crawling up to my ears as a result.

Suddenly, I jump at the sound of a hushed voice.

"Hi."

I almost choke at the fact that Luka just spoke to me. Her whisper sounds so sultry yet innocent that I'm baffled on how to respond. In fact, I don't know whether to simply say hi back or wink at her. The latter takes some balls but unfortunately I don't have them at the moment. So I squeak a pathetic hi comparable to the sound of a chipmunk. Luka nods with a smile and centers her attention on her book, all the while stealing of few glances here and there as the class proceeds. It's hard as it is to pay attention in class when your crush is sitting next to you but it's excruciatingly difficult when they keep looking at you every minute or so. In fact, I'm tempted to have a staring contest to knock some empathy in her. The idea sounds crazy but at this point, I really need her to stop flustering me. I take a deep breath before directing my eyes toward her. To my luck, she seems so engrossed with reading that it seems that she's forgotten I'm even there. In some strange way, I'm actually relieved that I will endure the rest of the class in peace. Unfortunately, before I can even tear my eyes away from her, Luka looks up and my intention begins.

A staring match ensues between me and the beauty. She doesn't even flinch when I've set my green eyes on her. In fact, she continues to gaze at me in a surprisingly relaxed state. My favorite shades of blue and green fuse into bottomless pools of turquoise. All I see is her an only her. I bite my lip as the seconds intensify the tension between us. I'm so tempted to look away but I stand ground as her eyes continue to gaze warmly into mine. By the second minute of this awkward yet fascinating situation, the biting at my lip has intensified and I feel a hot rush of warmth overcome my body. I'm practically chewing at the soft flesh caught between my teeth. Suddenly, I hear Luka's breathing hitch and my eyes widen at the sight.

Holy shit on a saltine.

This isn't a staring contest anymore. It full out synchronized eye-fucking. The realization is confirmed as soon as Luka mimics my previous action. Once her upper teeth have taken her full bottom lip captive, I feel heat boiling at the pit of my stomach. To make matters worse, I feel a strange rush down my center which almost causes me to whimper from a hot and wet sensation. Embarrassingly enough, a pulsing commences down there. My eyes can't get any wider than they are now as it dawns to me what just happened.

I just wet myself.

Forget this. She wins. I can care less. Luka just eye fucked me into wetting my pants.

Despite the panic evident through my eyes, Luka doesn't fail to break eye contact. She continues to stare hard at me as her eyes pierce waves of euphoria into my mind and body. The crossing of my legs does little help and as soon as I let out a soft whimper, Luka leans forward on her desk and rests her head on her hand. Her rosy full lips quirk into the most sexiest and flirtatious smirk bestowed upon me. A silent message is clear in that evident erotic nature of her smile. She is fully aware of my state. She knows what she did. And as soon as her eyes dart to my mouth, the spell breaks and I shoot up from my seat.

The loud shifting of my desk causes the entire class to turn to me. Before Mr. Marcus can inquire my sudden state, I interrupt the confused man with an embarrassing and rather loud

"I HAVE TO PEE REALLLLLLY BAD."

The entire class suddenly erupts in laughter. At this time point, nothing can be more embarrassing than the pulsing heat dampening my underwear. As soon as Mr. Marcus nods, I storm out of the classroom in record speed. The empty hallways allow for the quickening of my breath to echo off the walls and my legs are moving at a steady and fast pace. I would run if I could but the stimulation from walking is bad enough. In fact, I'm biting back a whimper just by feeling the denim of my jeans brush against my clit.

I just had to wear thin underwear today.

Overpriced Victoria Secret bullshit, I never learn do I?

To my luck, I spot the nearest bathroom at my right, just at the end of the hallway. I bolt through the door and thank the gods no one was on the other side. In fact, it seems that the restroom is empty and I couldn't be any more relieved than I am now. I hurry to the middle sink and quickly turn the handle, letting a stream of water rush out of the faucet. My breathing begins to regulate as soon as I splash a series of cold water onto my flushed face. The mixture of my rapid heart-beat along with the warmness between my legs and the prickly feeling of freezing liquid splashing across my face is foreign to me. Never have I ever felt this eruption of nerves and arousal. And what's even more amazing is that it was all because of a simple staring contest. Well, more like a hazy session of eye-fucking with the school's most beautiful girl.

By now, the pulsing between my legs has slowed and begins to fade altogether but as soon as I hear the entrance door open, a familiar feeling of panic commences within me. I don't bother to look back at the sudden intrusion. In fact, I keep my eyes at the mirror in front of me, staring intently at the glistening skin of my face.

There is only one person right now that would make things even worse or blissfully better. And it turns out the answer is standing right behind me, reflection before me.

Luka.

"Mr. Marcus told me to check up on you, are you okay?"

Her voice sounds so soft and gentle but behind that husky voice, I can sense a facade. Between the eeriness of the empty restroom and the audible drips of water trickling in the sink, I manage to respond with a simple yet meek

"Yes."

In fear of her gaze, I keep my vision on the faucet in front of me, acting as if the abnormally slow drops of water are more interesting than the beautiful girl behind me. Suddenly, the sound of Luka's feet shuffling causes me to hold my breath.

Warm arms wrap around my waist, followed by a shuddering breath at my ear.

"You shouldn't torture yourself like that."

I bite back a moan as warm full lips trace the shell of my ear. Luka nips at it and I whimper at the sudden hot sensation trickling down the pit of my stomach and down my center. The lewd pulsing resumes and before I can let out a whimper, Luka presses up against my back. The feeling of her breasts and hips rips a loud moan from me, immediately followed by hot breath against the nape of my neck. Between the series of butterfly kisses at the base of my shoulder and her soft warm hands trailing to my front, I struggle with voicing some reason. Anyone could walk in on us at any moment but the hazy euphoria consuming my mind is causing only responses of lust and need.

Warm fingers dig under my shirt and my pale hot skin burns at its touch. Suddenly, my hips buck at the sound of my jean's zipper opening with a slow tick-tack at the teeth. Rapid breaths fill the room and I grab onto the edges of the sink with great desperation. I bend my body toward the mirror and the cold sensation of the mirror meets my forehead. As soon as Luka pops open the button, I feel a warm hand dig into my jeans and feel the most sensitive of places.

"Fuck, I knew it," Luka moans, "So warm."

Her breath quickens at the feeling of my damp panties against her hand, and with one quick flick of her thumb against my clit, I arch into the beauty's front. Luka grunts as her kneading hand switches from my hip to my breast. I bite my lip at the delicious friction and before I feel her warm finger grace the wire under the cups of my bra, the feeling of bare contact between her teasing fingers and my wet core causes me to scream.

The pain of my swelling lips brings me back to reality. Sweat is glistening and sticking to the ends of my teal bangs. I blink as the cold sensation of a half-ass orgasm washes over me. The moment only last about five more seconds and it isn't until I feel the twitch of my own hand down my pants that I panic and let out a guttural scream.

I just masturbated in a school bathroom.

The stall seems so little now that I shamelessly pleasured myself like a perverted freak.

"HOLY SHIT!" I shout, "NO FUCKING WAY!"

My chest begins to heave and I'm almost certain I am going to have an anxiety attack. I can't think of anything else but running far, far away now. Despite the empty bathroom, I am absolutely positive someone heard me screaming my frustration away. Suddenly, the sound of a muffled laugh causes me to freeze.

"Pfffffftchhhpffftchht."

There is an awkward amount of silence before I decide to bolt out of the bathroom. Just as I am ready to run faster than I ever have, I hear a familiar voice snicker.

"Damn, pigtails."

The once overwhelming terror I felt seconds ago has been magically replaced with a powerful surge of anger. And I slam the stall door with the most force I can produce as a a result.

"LILY MASUDA?!" I roar.

Lily lets a moment of silence linger before she opens the stall next to her with a gentle creak. The tall blonde exits with her hands in her denim pockets, eyes shifting between my fuming self and the floor. Before I can even comprehend my anger through a series of yelling and curses, Lily purses her lips and an uncontrollable desire to laugh flushes her face.

"DON'T. YOU. DARE." I state, cold and demanding.

The muffling of Lily's laughter is becoming more and more difficult for her to control and her cheeks are practically blown as a result. Her steel blue eyes begin to brim with tears causing the blonde to squeeze her eyes shut.

I sigh.

"…go ahead."

Lily's laughter erupts with a great breath of air. Her body is shaking as her face flushes with intense crimson. The force of her laughter is so great; I can see the contractions of her abs deepening with every breath. This is a workout in itself, I'm sure.

"Oh my GOD!" Lily hollers, "and here I was thinking diarrhea is the worst possible scenario!"

I cringe as Lily hiccups from laughter and steps toward the sinks.

"I tell you," the blonde piques through the rushing water, "You absolutely have my respect now."

"SHUT UP! ARE YOU STALKING ME OR SOMETHING?!"

"No, but I should now," Lily cheekily responds, "You are quite the entertainer."

"THIS WASN'T SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN," I state between clench teeth.

"Oh, but it did," Lily adds, extracting her freshly clean and wet hands from the sink, "And I am so glad I had that breakfast burrito."

"EW!"

"I should be saying that to you."

Before I can swing my fist toward the blonde's cheeky expression, the sudden creak of the entrance door causes us to jump. Lily bites back a laugh before I am met with the reason for my recent 'release'.

Luka Megurine.

"Miku, Mr. Marcus told me to check up on you, are you-

Despite the strong sense of Déjà vu in that cut-off sentence, I can't help but let the familiar tension between Lily and Luka overcome the moment. Only this time, it's worse.

"Miku," Luka stutters, "What happen?"

I'm beyond confused at first but as soon as Luka's face morphs into one of utmost anger, I panic as a realization dawns to me.

I am standing in a seemingly empty restroom with Lily Masuda as my only company. Not only that, I'm flushed with embarrassment and my eyes are dilated from the recent orgasm I pleasured myself with. My clothes seem to be messy at the moment. What's worse is that my jeans are still half-way open and my hair is ruined from pressing up against the cold tile walls of the stall. Lily is standing before me with a flushed face, breathing still labored from the pent up laughter, and her hands are wet.

Yup, this scene looks pretty scandalous.

Surprisingly, Luka doesn't react much and continues to shoot cold daggers at the sight of Lily but as soon as her eyes drift to me, her expression falters. She bites her lip as her turquoise eyes study my disheveled state. Suddenly, her eyes widen and she resumes her attention on Lily with a scowl. I am most positive Lily is going to get punched now because Luka has balled her fists and is now trembling with obvious anger.

I flinch the second I hear Luka make a step but to my surprise, the beauty has simply exited the restroom in a haste approach.

Both me and Lily jump as soon as we hear the door slam shut. I hear Lily move but I don't react until a moment of silence has passed. I sigh as the sound of a hand dryer fills the room. I'm not surprised to find Lily whistling and moving her hips to some silent beat. She's obviously unaffected by what just happened. I can't say the same for myself; in fact, I'm more than pissed now.

Two times.

It's been two time now where Lily's ruined a moment with Luka. First, that random kiss between them and now, the assumption that Lily fucked me in the bathroom. By now, I am most positive Luka won't even talk to me or even look at me for that matter. I may have fantasized about her doing me from the back but one thing is for sure, she voluntarily eye-fucked me. It's the only evidence that she is at least a LITTLE interested in me.

I begin to tidy myself as soon as the sound of the hand dryer ends; Lily seems to be staring rather intently at me as I attempt to smooth out my pigtails. To hell with it, I need to go to class ASAP so I just let my hair down and smooth my teal tresses. I hear Lily whistle but I ignore the gesture and continue with buttoning my pants and straightening my clothes. With one last look at the mirror, I give Lily a scowl before walking toward the exit.

"Don't give me that," she groans, "It's not my fault Luka is quick to assume."

"Well, maybe if you just learned to stay away this wouldn't have happen!" I holler.

"Face it, pigtails! You would rather have me catching you in the act than anyone else!"

"My hair's down, dumbass!"

I don't bother with Lily's incoming response as I exit the restroom. I admit, she is right about one thing. I am grateful she, out of all people, caught me of that lewd and unspeakable act.

I cringe at the reminder as I make my way to class. As of right now, I'm more worried about the incoming questions Mr. Marcus has in store for me. I doubt Luka would cover for me after that little incident. If anything, I'd rather have everyone think I had chronic diarrhea than find out I masturbated to her in a school bathroom. I shudder from the reminder and as soon as I enter the classroom, the expected occurs.

"Miku Hatsune."

I proceed to my desk as I wait for whatever Mr. Marcus has to say. Meanwhile, the thought of sitting near my crush almost makes me puke from overwhelming anxiety. My eyes shift between Mr. Marcus and Luka, immediately noticing that she seems concentrated on the teacher instead.

"Miku Hatsune," Mr. Marcus repeats, "See me after class."

I panic as I hear some students snicker and I take my previous place. For the remaining half-hour, I continue to listen to the lecture which mostly consists of excerpts from various authors. I'm on auto-pilot academic mode and my thoughts focus solely on the material before me. Despite my interest on the discussion regarding Edgar Allen Poe, Ambrose Bierce, and Algernon Blackwood, I get the frequent urge to check on Luka. Fortunately, before I succumb, the bell rings and Mr. Marcus hollers

"Make sure you write the homework on the board! I won't remind you again!"

As students begin to shuffle through their belongings and chat away, I can't help but steal a glance at Luka. It takes only about five seconds until she's got all her stuff at hand and ready to leave. The beauty flips her hair before leaving with a quick bye and a gentle smile aimed at Mr. Marcus.

"Great to have you, Luka," he says, "See you tomorrow!"

I should be giddy that I get to see Luka tomorrow but the moment is quick to be replaced with grief. Just when I thought things changed, Lily brings back the awkwardness and ruins it. I honestly don't know who to blame anyway. If only I didn't fiddle myself today, all of this could have been avoided. I sigh at the thought and resume with jotting the homework in my notebook. After a quick inspection, I gather my belongings and walk toward Mr. Marcus. By now, the classroom has emptied out and a familiar feeling of panic almost consumes me. I gulp as Mr. Marcus turns from the board and directs his attention on me.

"Luka informed me you had a little trouble."

I blink, totally dumbfounded at his remark.

"Lady problems, I get it but please next time don't let it be an excuse."

Holy crap.

Luka really covered for me?! This is way better and strangely more appropriate to use as an excuse!

"Uh, yeah, sorry," I stutter.

Mr. Marcus nods, dismissing my presence. Of course, I immediately take the opportunity and nearly dash out of the classroom. Through the obnoxious chatter and constant metal sounds of lockers clanking, I can't help but wonder beyond Luka's rather pleasant favor. After that mess in the bathroom, I expected her to just dismiss my whereabouts and leave it up to me to explain. Of course, I would have probably made myself look like a dumbass but Luka saved me from that disaster. A gentle smile slowly makes its way across my lips and I find myself wanting to talk to her even more. Before I let my mind wander on many scenarios, I hear an irritating and familiar voice call out behind me.

"MOVE BITCH!"

Neru's roughly pushes into me, smirking over her shoulder as she continues through the hallway with two girls.

"You're so mean. Neru!" one of them calls out.

"She's my cousin."

"Oh, well, then never mind."

The trio laughs until they turn to the nearest stairway. I honestly can care less as their shrilly voices echo through the hallway.

"You're going to let her get away with that?"

I'm met with pleasant honey eyes belonging to none other than Rin Kagamine. I smile at her presence and shrug.

"She's just like that."

"Doesn't matter," Rin adds, "You can't let her get away with shit like that, what will others think?"

"What about others?" I ask as we walk side by side through the hallway.

"You can't have people think of you as a pussy," Rin adds, "Stand up for yourself."

"Next time," I laugh, "Promise."

"You better," Rin smiles, "Or I'll have to take care of her."

I giggle softly at Rin's charming and protective behavior. Meanwhile, her honey eyes gleam at the notice of my new hair style.

"Now, it looks amazing," she adds, "but why did you change your do'? Doesn't Lily call you pigtails for a reason?"

At the moment, I can't think about Lily without rolling my eyes. I admit, I know she won't tell another soul regarding my 'incident' but I'm so frustrated with the roller-coaster that is me and Luka that I can't help but scoff right now. Leave it up to Lily to make matters worse regarding the pink-haired beauty.

"We kinda had a little…bad rundown," I struggle to explain.

Rin arches an eyebrow as her yellow golden eyes glint with interest.

"Don't tell me you guys are fighting," Rin adds, "you guys seem to hit it off quite well."

"Ugh," I groan, "She's kind of a pain in the ass."

"Like, the good kind?" Rin laughs, "Well, whatever it is I'm sure you two will figure it out."

"Why does it seem like you're treating her like my girlfriend?" I snicker.

"I don't know," Rin sheepishly responds, "I'm sorry?"

"Its fine," I chuckle as we both turn to the nearest stairway. Rin stays close to me as we descend to the lowest floor, meeting a swarm of students on the way. I giggle softly as she reaches for the edge of shirt. The cute action causes me to take her arm and Rin tries to hide her blush as she notices the sudden physical contact between us. As soon as we exit the building, I am met with a cool and refreshing dose of fresh air. Despite today's turn of events, I smile at the breeze tickling at my face. Pushing some strands of teal hair behind my ear, I let go of Rin's arm and notice her honey eyes staring rather intently at me.

"What?" I ask.

Rin's eyes widen and with an even more crimson blush, she shakes her head rather frantically almost as if she's trying to snap out of some trance. I simply nod at the action but part of me wonders if Rin is fully aware of my crush on Luka. Before dwelling on that fact, the sudden sound of a loudspeaker echoes through the courtyard and a familiar voice calls out

"GOOD MORNING BULLFROGS!"

A crowd of cheers are heard at a very close range and I turn my head to search out the source.

"Oh, a pep rally," Rin deadpans, "You want to watch?"

Just the sound of 'pep rally' gets me pumped. I knew there was a reason why the cheerleaders were wearing their uniforms so early in the morning. I always was a fan of school spirit; it's always nice to see a school act as a whole community.

"Well then, let's go!" I suggest.

Rin nods although I can tell she would rather not to. Fortunately for me, I make an exception and follow the blonde down a nearby ramp. We immediately notice a loud and active pep rally occur not too far from us. The music from the school band is delightfully playing a familiar chorus. I'm tempted to sway my hips to the trumpet beat of Taylor Swift's 'Shake It Off'. There's a small stage across from us decorated with a huge banner and white and blue balloons at every corner. Meanwhile, a Bullfrog mascot is dancing with hilarious attempt and standing at the edge of the front are a familiar pair engaged in a conversation. Meiko is in control of the loudspeaker. She's standing next to Gumi who seems to be laughing as the mascot tries grinding up against the short-haired brunette. I admit they look prettier when they're not spewing venom with their mouths.

Beside them are even more cheerleaders in uniform, sporting the school colors blue and white. Back at my old school, Crypton Academy, I only ever went to one pep rally (then again, I only went there for one semester) but it wasn't as loud and enthusiastic as the one before me. I guess public high schools have their perks sometimes, especially in school spirit. Through the growing crowd, I can't help but search for the sight of Luka who seems to be missing at the moment. As my eyes search for that distinct head of pink-hair, familiar aroma of cold peppermint fills my nostrils and the source casually stands beside me.

"I didn't know you were into this kind of thing," Lily remarks, "Hey Rin."

Rin smiles rather brightly at the blonde who waves before resuming a bored expression. I'm actually a bit taken back with the sudden change of emotion. All day, Lily's been cheeky with her remarks. It is strange seeing her so uncharacteristically calm.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

Lily chuckles.

"I'm just not much of a fan with these things, they're so boring."

"Tell me about it." Rin quips.

Lily turns to the petite blonde, chuckling at her comment with a half-smile. Rin blushes and directs her eyes toward the stage. I shift my eyes between the two and laugh at the adorable exchange.

"Are you that much of a bad girl that you don't associate with school spirit?" I ask the tall blonde.

"It's not intentional," she replies, "I just haven't gotten into it since sophomore year."

"Really?" I jokingly gasp, "Lily Masuda all drunk on school spirit chanting 'GO BULLFROGS GO'?"

"More like drunk off a bottle of Fireball Whiskey chanting 'COME BABY COME.'"

"Spring Break, I assume?" I quip.

"10th grade, homecoming game."

"You actually went to that?" I laugh.

"Well, I kind of had to back then," she sighs.

There is a strange sense of nostalgia in Lily's response. Her voice almost breaks at the end and I'm more than curious to know why. Before I can inquire, a deep and soft voice hollers the blonde's name and interrupts the moment. Before Lily could turn to the source, the blonde is suddenly lifted and spun on the shoulders of a recognizable tall blue-haired boy.

"Kaito! What the fuck!"

The scene before me is quite charming as a disheveled Lily grunts from being perched on her side and onto the shoulders of a spinning Kaito. The tall built senior laughs as Lily struggles to pound at his back. Before a series of curses can begin, Kaito slows down and gently places Lily at her feet.

"I told you to stop doing that!" Lily huffs.

"Can't help it," Kaito smirks, "Even when were old and brittle, I'll still try."

"I'll be sure to break your arms then."

My smile falters as soon as familiar sapphire eyes set on me. There's a glint in the boy's eyes as they wander at my stature. This is our second time meeting and after the first, I was sure I wouldn't bother checking out his impressive physique. Unfortunately, I can't help but let my eyes mimic his curious nature. Now, I don't usually find bedhead hairstyles all that appealing but Kaito is making it very hard not to. His navy-blue hair is fashioned in a delightful style of unruly hair. His smile is bright, causing the cleft of chin to deepen. I can see this guy playing the perfect prince but I'm not gullible enough to fall for the facade.

"I remember you," he says, "You didn't give me time to apologize."

"Huh?"

I mentally slap myself for losing myself in his azure orbs. In a haste attempt, I frown and scrunch my eyebrows.

"Just forget it."

I really mean it when I say that. In fact, his first impression is in no comparison to Luka's. She's all that's in my mind at the moment and despite Kaito's obvious attractiveness, Luka has mysteriousness and beauty that lures me like a lovesick fool.

"Well, then," Kaito adds, "May I make it up and formally introduce myself?"

I almost gag at the sudden princely formality in his tone. I've never been a fan of the delicate and polite gentleman.

"This is Miku," Lily intervenes, "And Kaito, trust me you are barking up th-

"Lily!"

The blonde blinks in confusion as I lock onto her steel blue eyes. I attempt a pleading look and Lily catches on rather quickly.

"Ohohoho," she laughs, "I get it, trying flavors, okay."

I face-palm at the remark as Lily smiles rather wolfish. At the moment, I'm not ready to freely admit I find women attractive. Lucky for us, Kaito is as slow as expected and continues to hit on me with a dashing smile I'm sure has worked on many other girls. I hear Rin clear her throat from my left and in an awkward attempt, she eyes Kaito with a deadpan expression.

"Hey, you're Len's sister!"

Rin blinks at the strange enthusiasm in Kaito's statement. She's definitely confused that the senior knows her name.

"Man, your brother is hilarious!" Kaito laughs, "He says the most dirtiest and cleverest of things."

"Lemme guess, regarding women?" Rin scoffs.

I cringe at the reminder of Len's inappropriate comment during homeroom but the memory is mostly filled with satisfaction. I'm actually proud I smacked that boy.

"Rin!"

I'm not surprised that Len has joined our little discussion. With Rin at the scene, it was only a matter of time before her brother graced us with his perverted presence. Piko follows after him, eyeing Lily with a dopey grin.

"Man, check out all the hotties," he snickers, "Whoa man, the stage is so close."

"The stage is over there, moron." Rin quips.

"Well, I rather just stand here and look at the twins."

Both Len and Kaito muffle a laugh.

"Twins?" Lily asks, noticing the intense stare of the silver haired boy on her cleavage, "Are you talking about me?"

"Yeah, man," Piko snickers, "Your jugs, man."

The impact of Rin's fist connecting with Piko's gut is so hard that I'm surprised to hear the stoner breathing during the aftershocks. He's curled up on the cold grass beneath our feet, shallow breaths as he whines in pain.

"What the hell, Rin!" Len hollers, "Enough of your butch antics!"

The blonde boy flinches as soon as Rin lifts her fist in a threatening manner.

"ALL YOU SENIORS, GET YOUR ASSES TO THE FRONT OF THE CROWD! THIS IS A SPECIAL EVENT!"

The crowd roars with enthusiastic cheers as the band smoothly shifts into a new beat. As I recognize the distinct rhythm of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath, Kaito taps Lily and gestures to the front.

"How bout' it?" he asks.

"Tempting," she replies, "what do you think, Pigtails?"

I roll my eyes. I'm not surprised to hear Lily call me pigtails even when my hair is down.

By now, the crowd has grown into an impressive amount. Unfortunately for me, my height is giving me limited space and I'm finding it annoying that I have to tip toe and look past some idiot's shoulder to get a proper view. Kaito notices right away and with a cheeky smile, he asks

"Need a lift?"

I do a double-take as I realize he's referring to lifting me on his shoulders. I admit, the idea sounds nice but I recently had to deal with fiddling myself and I don't feel comfortable with any part of my crotch on him. My sudden flustering causes Kaito to bite back a laugh and unfortunately, his arrogant persistence takes advantage and I'm lifted off the ground against my own will.

"I didn't say yes!" I groan.

"You didn't have to," Kaito cheekily replies, "Your expression says it all."

Despite that I'm already set above the ground and perched onto Kaito's shoulders, I continue to deny the offer.

"I said no!"

"You said no such thing, pigtails," Lily cheekily replies.

I scowl down at her but it is soon to be replaced with panic as I notice Lily gesturing Rin to follow her to the front. The petite blonde happily obliges and smiles sheepishly at me before trailing after Lily.

"Rin!" I shout, "Don't you dare leave me alone with him!"

"I can't see," she replies as she bites back a chuckle.

The two traitors leave me and I pout as my eyes follow them until they stop at the very front of the crowd. I admit the view is ten times better than I thought. It's not every day that I get the chance to look down at anyone. I always was short, even my best friend, Miki beats me by two inches. As I let my eyes linger on the clear view before me, I continue my search for Luka. Strangely, she hasn't appeared and the pep rally is already in full motion. An impressive performance of acrobatics causes the crowd to roar with life. Even I'm impressed to see Gumi pull an aerial back-flip like a pro. Suddenly, as I gape at awe at the twists and flips occurring on the stage, the mascot begins to jump like a crazy fangirl.

A series of whistles and wolfish howls erupt from the crowd.

"TAKE YOUR TOP OFF!" Len shouts through the hollers.

The band randomly starts to play the beginning of "Cars" by Gary Numan and the iconic 80's song fits well with the relation between its meaning and target.

Luka Megurine.

She's flushed with embarrassment as she scurries over to the stage.

"YOU'RE LATE!" Meiko shouts through the loudspeaker causing the pink-haired beauty to roll her eyes.

The crowd laughs as Luka gestures her teammates from behind. As if on cue, Gumi, a girl with black-hair ending just past her shoulders, and a platinum blonde with red high-lights border around Luka. Gumi stands by her right, while the brunette stands on the left; meanwhile, the blonde supports her from the back before they proceed to lift her feet above the ground with joined hands. Using the force of their arms, Luka is immediately pushed above. In mid-air, she pulls a pike position before her body sprawls and her teammates catch her with ease.

The crowd is practically screaming by now and I fully aware that I'm grinning like an idiot.

Soon after, the girls continue with another familiar trick consisting of Luka standing with her feet apart. Gumi supports one side while the brunette supports the opposite. Meanwhile, the blonde holds Luka from behind her mid-thighs. The moment lingers as she remains impressively still with a calm expression. The crowd continues to cheer as Meiko begins to holler through the loudspeaker.

"GIVE IT UP FOR OUR CAPTAIN!"

A series of applause commences as well as whistles at every corner. I slowly clap as my arms brush against the blue strands of Kaito's hair. Throughout Luka's entire appearance, it seems I had forgotten I was perched up on the tall boy's shoulders. Kaito seems to be very enthralled with the recent performance that his cheers seem to stand out more than anyone else.

"YEAH LUKA!"

I get the urge to holler the same thing but just as I resume my attention back to the pink-haired beauty, I'm met with her intense turquoise eyes staring straight ahead at me. Luka seems confused as she notices that I'm literally above the crowd. Even after her teammates gently descend her to the ground, she maintains her eye contact. As expected, I begin to fluster as a blush creeps it way onto my face. To make matters worse, Kaito begins to shuffle through the crowd and I panic as he sways side to side to someone's ringtone of "Holiday" by Madonna.

"What are you doing?!" I holler as Kaito pushes past the crowd and toward the front.

"Seniors at the front! WHOOOOO!"

"Get me down then! I'm not a senior!" I shout.

Kaito doesn't listen; in fact, he proceeds until he's reached Lily's side who greets us with her trademark smirk.

"Having fun up there?" she asks, "being tall is awesome, ain't it?"

I don't bother responding to Lily's smartass remark. Instead, I continue to panic even more as Kaito is now full-on dancing. I feel like a frickn' ragdoll as the douchebag steps left and right, causing me to tighten the grip between my legs. Unfortunately, some students even begin to encourage him as they circle his poor-excuse for dancing. By now, I'm tempted to jump off but the distance between my head and the ground causes me gulp.

"Play some Madonna!" Kaito shouts at the school band.

I groan as the band actually takes his request and matters become even more awkward and uncomfortable as some students begin to clap and sway to the chorus of "Vogue" by Madonna. Lily is laughing and Rin smiles as she arches an eyebrow at Kaito's dancing.

"KAITO SHION!"

The sound of Meiko shouting into the loudspeaker almost burst my eardrums but the blue-haired boy is unaffected and he turns to the sight of his fuming ex-girlfriend with ease. Luka stands besides her, attempting to hide her amused smile with the back of her hand. Suddenly, the Bullfrog mascot intervenes and begins to dance with Kaito. I face-palm as students cheer him on. By now, it will take a miracle to get Kaito to stop. With desperation evident in my eyes, I turn to the one person I wish above anyone else to rescue me.

Luka.

She's laughing by now and despite the scolding of her best friend, Luka doesn't bother to bite back the extending sound. To my surprise and gleeful delight, she locks onto my eyes and immediately catches the pleading message. A perfect full and shapely eyebrow arches as her turquoise eyes shift between my flustered state and the cause of it swaying me against my own will. The pink-haired beauty doesn't tear our eye-contact until she's approached Kaito. To my relief, he actually stops, confused as she beckons him to lower me down. Some of the students begin to boo at her interruption but it immediately stops as soon as Meiko shouts

"SHUT UP!"

Kaito groans as Luka reaches for me with open-arms. The action causes me to burst with embarrassment as I feel like a child returning to the embrace of her mommy. Before I have time to cover my face in humiliation, Kaito turns his backside to Luka and bends at his knees. Familiar warm arms wrap around my waist from behind and my breathing hitches at the contact. The moment seems all too familiar. I bite back a whimper as I feel Luka's warm shuddering breath against my ear. Her breasts press up against my back and I bite my lip at the contact. The feelings coursing through out me are causing a very vivid fantasy to consume my mind. It's almost as if Luka is teasing me and the thought almost causes me to burst with overwhelming heat. This situation must be an awkward coincidence at its worst but as soon as I hear Luka's next words, all is confirmed.

"You shouldn't torture yourself like that."

HOLY SHIT ON A SALTINE. NO FUCKING WAY.

Imma holler like the Kool Aid guy now OHHHH YEAAAAAH lol Okay ill stop now haha Anyway, drop a review if you want to but BIG SHOUT OUT to Shinobukun who got me pumped enough to update soon ;D Also, thanks to everyone else that favorite, followed, and reviewed :) Anyway, until the next chapter. Take care :)