I realized what I want to do and it's only a matter of time.

Time.

I glance at the clock above me. Class will end soon and then I'm off to the next period, Journalism 101, where a distinctive blonde is bound to sneak glances at me. Lately, it hasn't phased me to see Lily Masuda. In fact, the last two weeks have been breezy compared to the beginning of the semester.

What a fucking roller coaster that was but something has changed. Finally, something has changed.

'All for the better.'

It's turned into a mantra by now. No one else but Mom knows.

*Flashback*

"I'm so happy you called. You have no idea how much I think of you."

For the last hour, she's been crying. Tears of joy, she says. She's so happy. At first, I didn't know what to think of it. Happiness is foreign to me, especially when you thought you had it. It had been an illusion all this time.

I tell her about school. High school sucks. She laughs. I'm at the top of my classes. She expects no less.

"You spelled my name with those building blocks when you were a baby. I remember."

'Saya.'

I haven't thought of her name in the longest. Sudden guilt fills me. My mom remembers that. Dad never talks about my baby years. Come to think of it, he probably never changed my diaper.

"How's Miki? You still talk to her, right?"

I purse my lips, unsure how to answer. I want to tell her more than just about Miki and school. I want to tell her about Luka Megurine.

"Miku?"

I shake my head, snapping my thoughts regarding the source of my constant heartaches.

"Uh, yeah, sorry."

There's hesitation in her voice. She senses something. Probably women intuition or mother intuition or both.

"No, it's okay. I think I'm talking so much to fill the silence haha."

I smile, its small but it means so much to.

"I do that too, it's called word-vomit, Mom."

I hear her smile.

"You know how happy I am to hear you?"

I swallow and she hears the lump at my throat.

"Miku?"

She calls out nervously.

Despite the happiness in her voice, I can sense she fears me, as if she's finally approached what she's always wanted but she's scared to even move in fear of it running away. She's cautious, worried, scared.

I ease her.

"Mom, it's okay, it's just..."

She waits as I struggle to find the words. She has patience unlike dad. They're complete opposites. That reminds me, should I tell her?

"You know, dad apologized to me."

She hums.

"I see and how do you feel?"

I open my mouth to speak but a faint chuckle follows instead.

"I don't know."

I know what mom is probably thinking. Sure, I haven't seen or spoken to her in the longest but I could only imagine that she doesn't believe he means it. Dad used to gaslight her so often, she probably assumes he's doing the same to me. Years of emotional abuse creates internal scars.

"He cried," I add.

Mom stays silent.

"Mom?"

"Yeah, I'm here. I just don't know what to say, honey."

If there's a time for questions it would be now. There is still tension between my parents, no doubt. There always will be but I could finally know why it all happened. The fighting, the cheating, hell, even my own birth. Why did my family turn out to be so distant?

"Mom, why did you cheat on dad?"

She's taken back by my choice of words. Mom hasn't been around enough to see that I've become very direct. Although, I have myself to partially blame for that. I wanted nothing to do with her for the longest. During birthdays, she'd come to visit but I wouldn't pay much mind. So, she turned to phone calls. I never picked up. Her messages were left on read. Now listening to her hurts because she did try and I made her keep trying. I wanted her to suffer. I was selfish.

"Miku..."

I hold my breath all the while, my thoughts ramble.

'She's really going to tell me? Wow, I'm finally going to get answers. This is it. I hope this is it. My god, please let me be gifted honesty for once. I'm tired.'

Yes, I'm tired. I'm so tired. Tears well up as I remember.

When I saw her in the hallways, laughing along with her friends, I didn't know what to think. Was there a mask? Did she care still? Did she mean all that? She didn't look my way and yet I continued to stare, hoping she'd look and remember who I was.

But she didn't.

I was nobody. I didn't fit in. I didn't want to be there.

"I just wasn't happy, Miku."

I'm crying and smiling as if it's so some sort of joke.

"That simple?" I ask.

Mom releases a long and shaky breath.

"Yes, Miku."

A sudden pit in my stomach wells up. It rushes, its storms its way out. I'm screaming.

"That's BULLSHIT!"

"Miku, please, I don't-

"You owe me, MOM! YOU OWE ME!"

"Miku, no!"

Her fear erupts. She burst into more tears and sobs.

"For the longest, I've hoped for you to call and I don't want to fight, please!"

She's begging me, hoping, pleading, praying.

"Please, Miku!"

"NO!"

I fume. I see red. All the pent-up rage I've been feeling after being used, tossed aside, replaced, moved on from as if I didn't exist anymore. That's what I felt when I saw Luka again. I didn't exist anymore to her. And yet, why did it fucking matter?

Because I love her.

I fucking love her.

"Miku?"

I don't respond. I'm confused. Empty. Why did I call again? Because I'm tired. Mom is giving answers at least. I'm not beating my brains out for once. For once, I don't have to wait it out or hope for the truth. Mom answered and she was honest. Why am I acting like this? Why?

"Miku? Miku? Miku!"

"I..."

"Miku, talk to me, please."

I swallow despicable words.

'This is all your fault.'

No, it's not like that. I can't keep doing this. I shut my eyes in an attempt to clear my mind before I answer. I exhale slowly. I can't ruin this. I can't have another broken relationship in my life. I want to fix this.

"Mom, can you..."

I sigh.

"Why weren't you happy?"

"Oh Miku...I..." she releases a shaky breath, "Oh, Miku."

She laughs tiredly.

"Where do I start..."

"I want to know everything. I want to understand. For once, just help me understand."

Mom pauses and clears her throat. I can feel that she is becoming uncomfortable visiting old memories. Still, though, I need to know. I need to understand. Finally, the answers begin to flow effortlessly for once.

"Miku...your father changed or maybe I just didn't see it until it got worse. Things would never go right. Your dad was just..."

She pauses for a moment.

"I would find marks from someone else and I would confront him and then he'd turn it on me. And that's when I started to actually believe I was the crazy one...but the thing is, I stuck around. I forgave him always. I didn't know why. I loved him? It was probably deeper but I had a purpose with him, I just didn't know what it was. And then I got pregnant. I was happy when you were born. You were this little cutie with tiny toes and teal hair, big green vivid eyes, honey, you were so small."

She laughs graciously and I smile. She sounds so sweet as she remembers me as a baby.

"I loved being your mother. When you were little, you'd stick by me, Miku. Whether I was in the kitchen or the living room, you'd follow me around, cry when I wasn't there. When I'd be in the bathroom, you'd pounce on the door. I'd dress you up in ribbons and little dresses. You matched all the time. You still wear pigtails, sweetie?"

I hum in response, secretly embarrassed that I still do.

As a toddler, I remember mom playing with my hair, doing different hairstyles with pom-poms or ribbons or butterfly clips. I graze one of my teal tresses. My hand runs through the silky strands, admiring the care I've given my hair over the years. She confirms a thought I always battled with. I got it from my mom.

"Hm... sorry, I guess I got sidetracked...all I can think of now is how you were as a baby."

She laughs nervously.

"It's okay...I'm getting it...it's just...you couldn't change him?"

She clears her throat and releases a sigh.

"Pretty much, Miku. It wasn't easy to accept that he wasn't going to change. He wasn't going to. You can't change anyone if they don't want to. Some just can't. He is my first love and you were a result of that love and you were the best part of it. I wouldn't change anything that happen, not even the bad parts. I knew that having an affair...

She swallows hard. The topic becomes personal and even more sensitive. How she will speak of this is something I always wanted to know.

"There's no justifying what I did. I know you never forgave me for that. I was lost."

Lost.

The word resonates but I don't understand.

"Mom, what do you mean...lost?"

A faint laugh, words break.

"I-uh...Miku..."

She breathes deeply and exhales as slowly as her next words.

"I was...lost...and...Hiro found me"

Back then, I didn't even want to know his name. He was known as that guy my mom married. It was strange being that young and knowing that something was wrong. Why was this man always around? It wasn't normal. I just knew there was something off. Kids see it how it is. I was no different.

I grit my teeth, almost losing it.

"Miku?"

"Yeah, I'm here. I just..."

I shake my head in an attempt to bat the bad thoughts away.

"It's been awhile, Mom. That's all."

She hears the frustration in my voice. Naturally, she worries.

"It has been. I missed you so much. I miss you every day. Not a day has gone by that I don't."

It's been a long time since I've been spoken to as a daughter and not some burden as dad always made me out to be. I'm a chore for him. He makes sure there is food and money in my life but I sensed that he could never bond with me. I look like my mom. Her eyes, her nose, just thinking about it makes me recall the countless times he's compared me to her.

Dad always made me want to go far, far away. I just never knew where to go besides into Miki's room but even that comfort is starting to fade away. Miki can't keep being my escape and I can't keep putting up with her crazy nights. That's when I start to wonder, what would be best for us? Or is it too early and ridiculous to think we can change?

One thing is for certain.

I want to change.

I don't want Luka to have so much power over me. I don't want to be afraid of Lily. I don't want to enable Miki. I do have a choice to make it easier for myself if I wanted to. I could have a fresh start if I wanted to. Mom always offered and now, I'm actually thinking about it.

"Mom, what if I move in with you?"

*End of Flashback*

Steel-blue eyes continue to watch me. It's been difficult to not look her way, especially when I can't tell if she's planning something. The past two weeks have definitely impacted how Lily Masuda feels about me. It's not just her that's noticed. So has Ritsu, Rin and Kaito but none have bothered to ask. Except for Miki, of course. Her words still repeat in my mind.

'Cold-hearted bitch.'

Luka and I, we don't talk anymore. Since that say I saw her in the hallway, I vowed to just focus on school and nothing else. In time, I can make my decision about moving in with mom. It would be far from this town. Far, far away.

'It would be nice.' I think to myself.

After I asked mom, she gushed and went on to tell me about Nico, my baby sister. I had shut mom off for so long I never thought about her family but now, it's crazy to think that I had a sibling all this time. There was a part of my life that I was missing out on. It's so strange to think that now, it's like this. I get my heart broken, I reach out to mom and now, I have plans to see her soon. Spring break will be around the corner.

"Miku, you got that assignment done yet?"

I look up to meet hazel eyes. Mayu stands over me, the impatient senior student. Not to mention one of her class's valedictorians.

"Which one?"

She rolls her eyes.

"Which do you think? C'mon, Hatsune."

For a teenager, Mayu is very strict. I could only wonder if she ever just takes a break for once.

"Hey, have you seen 'The To-Do List', Mayu?"

"What does that have to do with- what? I don't watch movies."

"Well, you should watch that in particular."

I hear Lily snort. The blonde is quick to hide her embarrassment by scratching her nose and sniffing as if she just sneezed.

"Something funny, Masuda?" Mayu irritatingly asks.

The blonde shakes her head.

"Thought so."

"Oh, c'mon, Mayumi, lighten up," Lily remarks, "That constant hair dying of yours is probably seeping to your roots."

"As you can see, I only dye the ENDS of my hair, moron."

"I'm talking about the chemicals. That red and blue isn't helping. How original."

"Listen you assho-"

"Holy moly, stop."

We all turn to our instructor, Mr. Gale.

"Always fighting you two."

He's right. Mayu and Lily always go at it. I think Lily just likes arguing with pretty girls. I sigh at the reminder. Even I have been a victim of her little charades.

I shake my head and resume to my typing. It's a set of answers by senior students on achievements and goals and all that other crap.

The yearbook is spotlighting many athletes and intelligent students. This year will be like any other year for this school, I'm sure. A blue and white hard covered yearbook with a bunch of memories you'll forget unless you fucked or hated someone in high school. And don't even get me started on the price.

"You really expect me to pay a whole day of minimum wage to pay for this crap?"

My lips curl, I attempt to hide the smile Lily has caused with her constant smartass remarks.

"Lily, SHUT UP," Mayu groans.

"You both need to stop, how many times-

Mr. Gazel continues. His voice fades in the background as I focus on the assignment at hand. Next set of answers is from...

My eyes widen. I suck a breath in. Just because we're not talking doesn't mean I'm over her. She still gets my heart going, my knees weak, my brain to fry and other things to my body.

Luka Megurine.

Her answers are blank.

"Uh...Mayu?"

I turn and find two blondes are going at it. Mayu has Lily by the shirt. She's smiling, egging her own in an inappropriate matter.

"I always knew you were feisty, Mayumi!"

"Don't call me that!"

"Mayu!"

She turns to me.

"What?!"

"This student didn't fill the questionnaire."

Mayu groans and storms toward me before snatching the form out of my hand.

"Luka Megurine? Did she just hand me a blank paper? How did I not notice this?"

"The chemicals in your-

"Take a break, Lily!" Mr. Gale snaps.

The blonde laughs all the way to the door.

"I need these complete by today," Mayu groans, "How did I miss this...ugh, listen, just go get it from her! NOW!"

"What?!"

I ask forcefully, hell, I even got out of my seat causing Mayu to jump back.

"What's the matter? Just take this to her and get her to answer. I gave these students plenty of time to complete this shit. What's her excuse?"

My mind starts to wander and I blush.

"Why are you still here? Get moving!"

Mayu shoos me away. I look at the piece of paper in my trembling hand.

"Her 6th period is in the gym. Hopefully, she's still there," Mayu mutters.

Cheer practice, I remember that. Although I remember Avanna and Lily talking about how Luka isn't so active. Meiko tends to take over.

'Oh, boy, here we go.'

It doesn't take too long to get there. In fact, I've become so engrossed in my own thoughts I barely realize I'm standing by the bleachers. The football field is occupied by groups of athletes. Some are stretching, others run. I make my way across and that's when I notice a particular group of blue and white cladded cheerleaders.

The first one to notice me is Ritsu. The red-head beams and skips over to me. I forget how cute she is.

"Miku! Hi!"

I smile although she can tell it's rather forced. Not that I don't like the girl. I've just been in my own head lately. Not to mention that this current task isn't helping.

"Hey, Ritsu, I was wondering if you could tell me where Luka is."

The red-head pouts.

"Actually, I don't know. We've been waiting on her and the other varsity girls so me and Neru just took over instead. Were in the midst of practicing some jumps, want to see?"

I glance at Neru who is oddly staring at me for some reason. She musters whatever courage she has since I yelled at her in the locker rooms and joins Ritsu.

"Miku."

"Neru."

Ritsu feels the sudden tension.

"Aren't you guys like cousins?" she asks.

"Yeah," I reply without tearing my gaze from the blonde.

Neru opens her mouth and suddenly closes it with a flushed expression. She's probably thinking before she speaks to me for once.

"Neru, do you know where Luka is?"

"No but I have questions for you."

Her response stiffens me, almost as if I've been caught or something but I shrug off the discomfort.

"That doesn't help, I'm looking for Luka."

Ritsu bites at her nail.

"Hey, Miku!" she awkwardly cuts in, "Did you ever finish those chores Ms. Bazel gave you? I never saw you again."

"Hm, yeah but it was shortened," I reply, "I don't know how it went past me at first to be okay with three weeks of that crap."

The red-head laughs.

"I know! I was just thinking. I mean really? C'mon? Right, Neru?"

Suddenly, I feel a grip around my arm and my cousin begins to drag me away. I'm about to protest but I notice something off about Neru, almost as if she wants to cry. Ritsu hollers.

"Hey! No fighting, okay?"

As soon as were at a safe distance, Neru doesn't stray away from asking questions.

"Your dad called my mom. Seems he isn't doing so good. What's going on? Is uncle okay?"

I'm surprised she even cares but if dad is contacting aunt Misa, something is up. Dad always called her during the divorce. I remember him walking back and forth across the living room venting to his sister. I was very young at the time but I could have sworn that between the screaming, he would cry as well.

Since I came back home that night, dad has been distant. I hadn't told him that I spoke to mom. I don't know how to. Lately, he's become a lot more engrossed in his work and quieter. Odd for a man who's always boasting and inviting young women over for a night.

"I don't know."

"Well, have you talked to him?"

Neru sounds agitated. I mean I get it but she doesn't understand. She's only concerned but she has no idea what I've been through with him.

"Neru, he's fine."

"I don't believe you. You haven't even asked him, huh?"

"Well, shit, Neru, it's not like he ever asks me either! Neither do you! Definitely got it from his side!"

Shit.

I didn't mean to do that. Surprisingly, Neru doesn't say anything back. In fact, her features soften.

"Sorry."

I sigh and glance behind me, paranoid that someone heard us.

"I'll ask him, okay? But right now, I just need to get to Luka. It's for the yearbook."

Neru glances at the form in my hand. A stern expression follows and she seems deep into thought.

"I see...well, I haven't seen her."

'Great."

"But no doubt, I'm sure she's in the locker rooms."

I'm surprised I hadn't checked there myself. Come to think of it, why didn't I? Probably avoiding it as I've been trying with Luka Megurine and look how that turned out. Now I have no choice but to approach her AND talk to her. I grimace at the thought.

I make my way to Neru's recommendation. Each step closer and I feel my hands get sweatier by the second. Possible scenarios play in my head.

'Hey, Mayu needs you to answer this.'

'Luka Megurine? Please fill this out.'

'Why can't you look at me?'

The last thought causes me to shake my head.

I sigh.

At first sight, it appears that no one is there but then I hear a distinctive voice.

"And you'd think he get the fucking picture."

Laughter followed by Avanna's voice.

"I'm so dead. What a dumbass!"

The girls continue to laugh. They're definitely close by and it doesn't take too long to find them. That's when I see her.

It has been awhile since I allowed myself to stare at Luka but it's hard not to when her bare back is in sight. Flashes of strong shoulders embracing me suddenly pass my mind and I curse myself for even remembering. I'm just glad she's at least wearing her panties. Although, that doesn't make it even easier. Luka's ass is round and pert and it's amazing how she can move and make it clap-

Thank god for Avanna. She cuts my dirty thoughts away and back to business.

"Miku Hastune!" Avanna calls out cheerily.

Immediately, I lock onto Luka. Her back stiffens but she's quick to relax. If I hadn't looked so fast, I would have missed it. She shuffles to put a sports bra. The hurry in that doesn't go unnoticed.

"Luka getting all worked up or something," Meiko jokes, "Relax, she's seen boobs before, haven't you Miku?"

I can't tell if she's joking. Meiko sets her eyes on me and smiles. The action unnerves me.

"Miku, it feels like I haven't seen you in forever!" Avanna adds before pouting adorably, "My Miku has been away it feels."

"I swear, you are becoming more like Lily by the day Avanna. Are you gay too?"

Avanna gasps.

"Strictly dickly," she laughs, "right, Luka?"

The quieter girl doesn't respond and continues to rummage through her locker. She picks out a pair of work-out leggings and proceeds to put them on. The material holds tight against her ass almost as if there's nothing at all.

'"Why are you here anyway, Miku?" Meiko asks.

"I should be asking you guys that. You know that Neru and Ritsu are wondering where you guys are."

"We left them alone. The varsity captain role is up for grabs. It's between Neru and Ritsu. We left them alone with the girls on purpose. Isn't that right, Luka?"

Avanna continues to pester Luka. It seems she can't get any reaction out of her. Avanna doesn't give up.

"Luka, what's up?"

The current captain slams her locker door shut causing Meiko and Avanna to jump.

"I have a lot to do, girls."

They're intimidated that's for sure. I can't say I am. I know Luka, enough that is. This is all show and that reminds me.

I clear my throat.

"Ahem, Luka."

She turns her head slowly and fixes her gaze on my eyes. It feels like forever and she knows it. I can feel her tense up from the sight of my green reflecting off her turquoise.

"I'm here to deliver and return this. If you can just complete it now then I can be on my way."

"What is it?" Avanna cuts in. The brunette eyes the form curiously before pulling it out of my hand. Meiko joins, tilting her head by Avanna's shoulder as she scans the piece of paper.

"School of choice? Favorite quote? Is this like a biography or something?" she asks.

Luka sighs in a bored fashion.

"It's that questionnaire for valedictorians. I'm undecided, I thought that was clear?"

I feel her eyes on me again and shift to the form the second I look back.

"Luka," Avanna chuckles, "You couldn't even think of a quote? How about, 'I am McLovin?' or like, 'everything happens for a reason', something cheesy, I don't know, its fucking high school."

Meiko and Avanna burst into laughter.

"I know what my quote would be," Meiko laughs, "You can't sit with us."

Luka shakes her head, clearly annoyed.

"Here," she says as she gestures for my pen. I lend it to her and she snatches the form from the excited duo that is Avanna and Meiko. She places the paper against the hard surface of her locker and begins to scribble away. My eyes follow her form as she leans into it. Pert, perfect ass, back arched into the motion.

Shit.

I can't stay here any longer. I'm still a hormonal teenager after all.

Luka hands me the form. She's looking at me intently again.

"Thanks," I mutter.

She stays quiet. Avanna coughs, clearly feeling the awkwardness. Meiko just smiles. She's been odd since I arrived.

Maybe she's high? I wonder.

"C'mon, girls.'

Luka's friends follow as she brushes past me. I feel a strand hit my face, an action that causes my nostrils to flare. It's a scent I miss. Lavender and vanilla.

The task is at hand. All that's left is to hand it over to Mayu but I find myself taking a break at the bleachers instead. I feel I deserve it after what I just endured. It feels strange to be treated this way.

I lean forward from my seat and sigh as I watch the cheerleaders on the football field. It makes me wonder what could have been if I stuck to the idea of being on the team. I laugh at the thought. Man, what a first day of school that was. Everything feels so different now.

Suddenly, I feel a weight press down beside me.

"They look good, don't they?"

I glance at Lily Masuda who stares intently at the view.

"Ritsu needs to be louder though. Neru is not afraid to speak up."

"Well, she could never shut up," I mutter.

The blonde softly chuckles.

I don't know what to feel. She hates me and then here she is, talking to me as if it never happened. What's up with Lily and Luka acting like nothing ever happens? These two are alike sometimes.

'A pain in the ass.'

We watch in silence. Lily wants to say something but I can tell she's struggling. She keeps rubbing the back of her neck and sighing deeply.

'Seriously, what the fuck?'

"Lily, what-

"I'm sorry."

It's takes a moment for me to realize that she's apologizing.

"I've been watching you lately."

I dryly laugh.

"So, you're stalking me?"

"N-no! Not like that, pigtails-uh, I mean, Miku..."

I turn to her and my eyes meet steel-blue. I may feel indifferent toward her now but I can't deny that Lily's eyes have always been beautiful.

The blonde then releases a long and shaky breath.

"I noticed."

I wait for her to continue. I know what she means but she's the first to say something about it here at school. I'm actually interested in how she takes it. After all, this is what she wanted.

"Well, you got what you wanted. I learned and its okay."

Lily stiffens at my response. She shifts and resumes her attention on the view. The girls are stretching. Luka claps at them as they get up and begin formation.

"Bullfrogs, bullfrogs! Here we go! Tonight, we're gonna wreck them! Let's steal the show!"

Lily smiles at the distant cheer.

"I changed it to 'Let's kill the show' when I was captain. Yowane got so pissed."

The blonde chuckles at her memory. A sudden sadness fills her voice.

"It was so carefree you know? Being so young. I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do after high school but I could only imagine Luka has it all set out."

I bite my lip, tempted to share the paper in my hand.

School of choice?

Undecided.

Career path?

Undecided.

Favorite quote.

None.

I bet Mayu is going to get frustrated, probably even assume I didn't even ask.

"This says something different."

Lily turns to me. Our eyes lock. She's curious.

I lift the paper in my hand and dangle it. Lily doesn't hesitate to read it. She scans it rather intently. A smile suddenly stretches her lips.

"What is it?" I ask.

Steel blue meets my eyes.

"Nothing, she just hates these things. These jackasses that make lists like best dressed and best eyes, this valedictorian spotlight, she hates this stuff."

I can see it in Lily's eyes that she's beginning to reminisce.

"I've been so used to seeing her every other day for the last four years...don't know how it's going to be after all of this is over. This is sad to say, considering what ended up happening between us but more than anything, it's her I'm going to miss."

Lily starts to play with the paper, rolling it and folding it between words.

"Really, you have no idea until it's over..."

She laughs.

"Four years go by quicker than you think, Miku."

A breeze suddenly brushes past us.

The head of the journalist committee doesn't stray from expressing herself.

"Luka fucking Megurine," Mayu groans, "If she can't even fill this out, what makes anyone think she can make a damn speech?!"

I may be busy typing away and glued to a computer screen but my thoughts are running wild.

Luka's demeanor, the way she averted eye contact with me, stood and spoke. If I didn't know any better, I'm beginning to think that this is really the end of it. And then this little stupid voice in my head appears.

'Is it really though?"

Arg. Shut up.

"Excuse me."

Mayu stops ranting. Lily shoots up from her seat. I stare at the young girl who just entered our hectic little room.

"My name is Seung Jeong," she adds, "I'm just following up regarding a club."

"Club? What club?!" Mayu snaps.

The girl jumps. I take note of her long wavy blonde hair. It's sleek and full of volume but the one thing that stands out the most is her odd cat-ear headband.

"Don't mind her," Lily smirks, "She's on her period."

I roll my eyes and take the situation at hand. Mayu is too irritated to be nice it seems.

"I'm taking a break. God, I need it," the blonde says before brushing past the nervous girl.

"Sorry, it's been busy," I smile, "What is this about a club again?"

The girl suddenly freezes and ogles me from head to toe. I suddenly shiver.

"I-uh," her mouth dangles open as she struggles to form words, "Sorry, have we met?"

I glance at Lily who just shrugs in response to my confused expression.

"I don't think so."

"Wait, no I feel that we did...and you, I feel like I've seen you too."

It's Lily's turn to be confused.

"What are you-

Seung gasps.

"Crimson Wave."

That title alone causes both Lily and I to reach for the girl. We panic, pulling at her as we find a safe distance from public eyes and ears. Both Lily and I are in utter dismay, more so Lily than me.

"Tell me how you know!" the blonde harshly whispers.

Seung pulls away, clearly horrified at our panicking states.

"What is wrong with you guys?! Get off me!"

"Who told you?!" Lily urges on as she pulls at the girl's fitting top.

"Told me what?! You crazy bitch!"

"Oh, you want to see crazy?"

Lily raises a hand. I pull her arm.

"Lily, stop, calm down," I plead, "There's got to be an explanation."

"There is," Seung snaps back, "Now if you would just get off me, dammit!"

"Keep your voice down," Lily hushes.

We tense up at the sound of incoming footsteps. A student appears. We try acting naturally but he notices and dismisses us with a grimace.

"Dumb broads," he mutters.

Just as Lily is about to storm off to the boy, I pull her back, almost stumbling as I struggle to keep her cool.

"Lily, stop..." I warn, "Seung, is it?"

"Yes," she responds, "All I wanted to know about was the Anime Club and this is what I get? Some hothead and a loli."

"I am not a loli!" I snap back, "wait, why do I know that word?"

"And I am a hothead, so?!" Lily boasts.

Seung scowls at the blonde and begins adjusting her clothes.

"You didn't have to ruin my outfit."

"Who are you anyway?"

Lily presses on with questions.

"Who do you know? Aren't you like, 14? How could you even-

"Enough,' Seung whispers.

She peers past her shoulder and begins to scan her surroundings. As soon as she's confident that the coast is clear, she finally speaks.

"My stage name is SeeU."

"Okay and?" Lily scoffs, "Your stage name? You've done gigs there? Dancing?"

"No, not dancing like you," Seung winks, "I deejay, primarily EDM. You don't remember at all?"

"Alot of people come and play," Lily mutters, "Some are good, some are bad."

"Crimson Wave only plays the best," the short blonde smirks, "You really don't remember? I had lesbian yuri hentai visuals on stage when I played. C'mon, it was good."

Lily seems to remember now. She grows quiet, suddenly in intense thought.

"Yeah, I remember now," she adds, "Wait, but how, aren't you too young?"

Seung laughs.

"I could say the same to you."

Lily groans.

"Whatever, how did you end up here?"

"I transferred."

"That simple," Lily snorts.

"Well, I'm getting used to it since moving from Korea."

The shorter blonde's smile fades. I'm imagining that it hasn't been easy.

"I transferred here too."

Seung locks eyes with me. They're so vividly blue.

"Oh yeah?" she smiles.

"Yeah, I mean, it's my first time but, it sucks when you don't know anyone but you will in time."

"I like you, loli."

"Please don't call me that."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Lily huffs, "How do you recognize Miku Hatsune?"

Both blondes set their eyes on me. Steal-blue and warm cerulean cause me to become uneasy. Lily does have a point but the sudden interest is making me want to run away.

"So, your name is Miku Hatsune," Seung says in awe.

Her intense interest confuses me.

"Blue-tie, sleeveless collared shirt, suspenders hanging at your hips, thigh high socks. How could I not notice you when you were rocking such an outfit that night."

Wait.

That night at Crimson Wave. That night Miki fucked up royally. That night dad cried on the phone. That night with Luka Megurine. That last night with Luka Megurine before the morning we...

Shit.

My heart squeezes and I take a step back. Damn, it still stings.

"Are you okay?" Lily asks, concern taking over her paranoia.

"Yeah," I mutter, "I feel like I've been staring at a computer all day."

I force myself to laugh. Lily watches me carefully. Seung thankfully changes the subject.

"So, do you like music, Miku?"

"Huh? What?"

"You like Japanese City Pop? Night Tempo? Crystal Cola? 80's aesthetics?"

The short blonde presses on. She steps closer, her face merely inches from mine. Her eyes gleam with hope.

"I get the vibe that you can sing. So, am I right?"

"Well...I..."

The school bell screeches. We instantly grasp at our ears. Students begins to swarm the hallways.

"Listen," Lily says, "Seung, is it?"

The shorter blonde nods.

"I'd want to talk about this more but...," Lily gestures to the incoming crowd, "Now is not a good time."

"Hm, I understand," Seung adds, "By the way, I never got my answer."

Lily sighs, her paranoia kicking in again.

"What it is?" she asks.

"Is there an anime club at this school?"

Seung wasn't lying. Or should I say, SeeU. The young girl has a social media following of twenty thousand. I even went ahead and checked her Soundcloud. Her beats and remixes are impressive and she tends to sample Japanese vocals from pop stars. It's a style I've come across but never really dwelled into. Maybe Miki knows better.

I flop onto my bed and stare at the ceiling. I contemplate texting Miki. Since that night at Luka's, things have been off between us. It seems that were finally giving each other space whether we want it or not. Still though, I miss my best friend but then I start to remember what I asked mom weeks ago.

'Mom, what if I move in with you?'

If Miki knew that I even thought about it, she'd feel so betrayed.

'You said forever!'

I can already hear her screaming at me.

I glance at my phone. Miki had stopped texting back hours ago. I sigh. It wasn't leading to anywhere anyway. It was the usual Luka is a cold bitch, fuck her rant by her.

10:53 p.m.

Miku you could do better.

10.54 p.m.

Idk.

11:58 p.m.

Yeah so she's hot but there so many hot girls out there.

12:01 a.m.

There's only one Luka though.

12:01 a.m.

Miku, stop ur being lame.

12:20 a.m.

Ugh I know Dx

I read the conversation over and over again. I don't make sense.

I bite my lip as I try to. It's dangerous to do so in a lonely, dark room. My thoughts could drive me crazy, cause me to question reality, my own existence if I'm not careful. I don't cry because I'm sad. I cry because I'm pissed off for feeling so stupid at what I'm feeling.

Yeah, that's it. I feel stupid.

Stupid because I thought there could be a chance an heiress to a multi-billion-dollar company would like me or LOVE me, even.

I shut my eyes and shake my thoughts. Fuck, shit, cunt, ass, whore, slut, all these bad things I can call her and yet the most vulgar word I can think of is love.

'That's because you felt like it was,' my mind battles, 'You felt something, she felt it too. You're both scared. More so her than you, Miku Hastune.'

"Shut-up," I mutter to myself.

Great, now I'm talking to myself. I should call Miki before I start to think the walls are closing in on me.

My hand reaches for my iPhone. I struggle to find it at first until the screen beams in the darkness. Immediately, I assume its Miki. Who else? Maybe she sensed my troubles. Then I actually look.

"Luka?"

Before I know it, my phone is glued to my ear. I hear breathing, slow and deep. My head heats up, the warmth travels to the pit of my stomach and to my groin. Just listening to her makes me so aware and so hot. I slap a hand at my forehead and cautiously say her name again.

"Luka."

I hear a sharp inhale and then finally, she speaks.

"Miku."

'Am I dreaming?'

I look over to my alarm clock. It's 3:45 a.m.

"Luka."

"Miku."

"Luka."

"Miku."

Suddenly, I'm saying her name with utter desperation. I grasp at the sheets under me and cross my legs. Warmth turns to intense heat. My body pulses.

'What am I doing? Hang up on her! She want's nothing to do with you! Didn't she make that clear?'

My most inner thoughts battle. My logic loses.

"Fuck, Luka," I cry.

"Miku, touch yourself," she pleads in a soft, husky voice, her accent adding more sex to her dripping words.

"Fuck," I gasp.

My hand finds its way under my silk top, pushing it over my breasts. I waste no time pinching and pulling at my nipples.

"I want you, Luka," I whisper, "I've missed you."

She responds with a long, sharp inhale and slowly releases.

"You know how hard it's been to look at you?"

I nod my head.

"I know you still think about tasting me," I whisper.

Holy shit, this is getting dangerous. I'm getting bolder. This is getting out of my control. I feel like an animal in heat.

And I can't stop.

"Fuck," I cry out.

I reach into my underwear and moan as I feel the hot wetness between my thighs. I grind into my sheets. My body aches to feel her touch.

"Miku, put it in, baby."

"Ah...it's already in, I'm tight."

"Course you are."

I hear her smile, her breath quickening as she hears me breathe and moan.

"I'm the only one that gets to fuck you."

"The only one," I whisper, "I want you to be the only one."

I hear her tear away from the phone. I shoot up from the bed, fingers still inside me.

"Luka?"

"Uh, yeah, I'm here, I'm just...oh my god."

I relax and continue, this time laying on my stomach, my butt up like Luka likes it.

"I'm laying how you like it."

"And how is that?" She whispers.

I smile devilishly. I'm turning into someone, something, it's crazy.

"My legs spread, my ass out, you like my ass."

"Yeah? I like it even better when I'm eating it."

I cry out and begin pumping harder.

"L-Luka!"

"My baby, keep going...ah..."

She's touching herself now, her ragged breaths becoming louder by the second.

"Miku, put the phone next to your pussy."

My eyes widen.

"W-what?"

"I want to hear your pussy."

I hover my phone close to my aching, pulsing core.

"Ah, L-Luka..."

Suddenly, I'm pumping so fast that I cry from the wet popping sounds. I hear Luka moaning and screaming.

"Oh my god! Fuck! Oh my god, Miku!"

My eyes roll back. The shamelessness of it all turning me on more and more. Saliva drips from my mouth to my pillow. I've become so engrossed with fucking myself that my senses are losing it. I smell Luka, I taste Luka, I hear Luka, all I want, see, and do is Luka.

"L-Luka, I'm gonna come."

I hear her cry out.

My fingers feverishly continue pumping. Wetness drips onto the palm of hand. My phone is sure to be sticky but I don't care.

I feel my walls tighten and flutter. I scream into my pillow.

"LUKA!"

Breathing ragged, I feel my clit twitch and convulse from the aftermath. My hair has stuck to my face, strands in my mouth, on my forehead. My body is wet yet feels so dry. I turn onto my back, shaking as I put the phone back onto my ear.

"L-Luka?"

She's breathing as hard as me.

"M-Miku..."

"Luka, I miss you."

She takes another sharp breath.

"I miss you too. I'm going crazy here, I can't stop."

My jaw locks and I find myself struggling to answer.

It's simple what I want, just very difficult to accept.

"I want to see you."

I hear the squeak of her bed followed by shuffling.

"I'll be there soon."

An hour has passed since she picked me up. In no time, she arrived. I snuck out although I'm not too sure why I was cautious of dad catching me. He sleeps like a bear after late shifts at the office.

Luka is as rough as I remember her to be. I lost count on how many times I've switched positions. One minute I'm on top and riding her hand, squirming and grinding. The next, my back is facing her and she's pulling at my hair, pumping her fingers ferociously.

"Fuck...Miku..."

We found a view, a secluded spot that I didn't even know existed. In the back of my mind, I wonder if Luka has been here before but I'm forced to focus on the building and releasing occurring between us. Luka's ravishes me. Pull and grabs, her hands dig deep into me like I'm the last body on earth to satisfy her.

"Lean forward," She growls, "C'mon."

I glance at her and she's already taking control. She's been taking over since we got here. Flipping me over and over. Her mouth clamps onto my breasts, tongue scraping at my erect nipples. She has me bare, my clothes discarded somewhere in the back seat. Luka's kept most of her clothes on. Her bra remains as well as her pajama pants. I've soiled her lap by now.

She pulls me forward and readjusts her thigh between my burning core, her grunt signifying her needs. I waste no time obliging and begin to grind.

"L-Luka..."

She tilts her head up at me. I grab onto her face with both hands, my forehead setting onto hers. Her turquoise eye gleam in the dark. The street light above illuminates our forms, shadows define her structured jaw, her full rosy lips. I gaze into her, suddenly self-conscious.

"You're beautiful," she whispers.

"Ah, ah...Lu...ka..."

Her hands find their way to my butt and knead at the raw flesh. I squeal. She pushes me in further and roughly guides the motion as I grind harder against her damp thigh. She has a handful of my ass in both hands. I start to burn at the delicious friction.

"L-Luka!"

My head is consumed by the heat. My eyes are hazy. The pit of fire in my stomach builds even more.

"Take it off," I beg.

Luka pulls me up and begins removing her damn, forsaken pants. As soon as I feel her bare skin against my burning pussy, I scream.

Luka smirks and resumes her rough ministrations. Her fingers grasp even harder, palms pull me further and further in. My hand leaves her face and finds her core. She gasps. I slide in and feel the small patch of her hair. It's so neatly trimmed, my fingers brush and draw circles. Luka growls. It's my turn to smirk but I waste no time.

I pump into her. Luka's head turns away but I roughly pull her back to face me.

"Look at me."

"Miku!" she gasps.

Luka is the first to come. I take my time, squeezing my walls as I feel my clit twitch from the incoming orgasm. I slide so effortlessly, her thigh now drenched with the clear coating of my fluids. Her hands have given in to my slow change but then I feel them roughly grasp again.

"FUCK."

Luka clenches her teeth and growls. Her white incisors visible in the dim light. I shriek and dig my face into her neck, breathing harder and harder.

"Luka!"

"Come for me."

I bite into her shoulder. She cries out in ecstasy.

"Fuck, I can't stop!"

She glances down at my hips, hands continue guiding my hips, rubbing my clit against her sticky thigh.

"Don't stop," I whisper, "Don't stop..."

Luka can't. Won't. A hand releases the firm grip on my ass and suddenly, she's got her middle finger rubbing within my bottom and then down until she's teasing at the entrance of my dripping core.

"AH!"

"Come for me now, Miku."

I feel her tap, press circles as I squirm and pull her body further into mine.

"Ah! AH! AH!"

I freeze for a second before my body tenses and shakes. Luka tilts her head, catching my lips as I convulse into oblivion.

"Mmmph!"

A finger slips in at the moment I come. My head jerks up, my eyes squeeze shut. I'm still recovering from the waves of the previous crash but my body is impatient. I feel her finger slide in deeper, hooking at my fluttering walls. My pussy squeezes, a shameless sound follows.

Luka gasps at the sudden splash dripping between her fingers.

"My baby just squirted," she teases.

I barely feel my pussy by the time we're too tired to go on.

Luka has me home by 6 a.m.

Despite our arrival, we remain seated in her car. I cross my legs once more and grimace. It hurts down there. Luka notices my discomfort and places a hand gently on my lap.

"Can you stand?"

I bite my lip.

"I'm fine," I whisper.

Luka leans in from her seat and kisses me. It's soft and delicate, a complete contrast from our recent actions. I melt into the kiss. A whimper escapes me.

We stay like this for a while. Lips hover and draw back into mine. I feel her tongue slip into my mouth. I moan at the hot intrusion.

"Luka..."

A hand takes ahold of my head and pulls me further. She grips at my hair. I pull back.

I can't anymore.

"What is it?"

I struggle to meet her gaze. A personal question comes into mind.

"Why are you like this with me?"

Luka frowns.

"I just am," she replies.

I turn my body toward her, one foot folded under me, the other dangling from the seat. I want her entire attention. With Luka Megurine, I have to take any chance I get. This is one of them.

"How were you with Lily?"

Luka almost chokes.

"What?!"

"Just answer me," I softly state.

She studies me as if it's a trap.

"I won't get mad," I say.

Luka sighs and begins to fidget with the leather of her steering wheel, pinching at it and rubbing her hand against it.

"Well...we...um..."

I'm suddenly worried as to why she struggles to talk about it. Why is this so hard? Wasn't it just sex? Experiments?

"Honestly?"

Her eyes stay on the steering wheel and then shift to me. I hold my breath.

"It was different."

I wait but nothing follows.

"And?"

Luka groans.

"What does it matter? It happened and now it's in the past."

"Did you love her?"

Luka flinches. My eyes widen and I begin to regret even asking. Luka is hiding something. I shouldn't be surprised but I am. I mean, Lily and Luka, it was one-sided...right?"

"Well?!"

"I thought you said you weren't going to be mad."

"I'm not!"

Luka rolls her eyes.

"Terrific."

I take a moment to calm myself. Luka sighs and flips her hair.

"Are we done yet?" she asks.

"No."

"My god..."

She mutters under breath. I don't catch it but I'm sure it's unfriendly.

"This is absolute bollocks and you know it. She's a tosser, an arsehole, did I love her? Yes, I fucking did."

I continue to stare at her. I am beyond words. My mind can't comprehend what was just said. I understood her British lingo more than the last part.

I turn forward in my seat. Luka places her hand onto my shoulder. A genuine concern in her voice follows.

"Are you okay?"

I start to hyperventilate.

"Uh, yes, okay. Um, take me home?"

"We are home."

"Oh, okay," I add, "Good day."

Just as I'm about to pull the handle, Luka grabs my arm. I stay stiff.

"Just hold, on! You didn't let me explain."

I remain silent and give her the moment. After all, I did ask her voluntarily. My eyes stay on the door handle.

"Yes, I did love her."

Fuck that stings to hear.

"But that changed. What I feel for you is stronger than anything I have ever felt before. I don't know what it is but I always fucking want you, Miku."

"You sound like an addict."

"Then so be it. I am addicted to you, Miku Hatsune," Luka says.

My eyes meet hers. I feel a sudden warmth in her dilated turquoise eyes.

"You lust over me and you love Lily."

Luka groans.

"Why are you comparing?!"

"You said it was different!" I snap.

"It is different!"

"How?!"

"I loved her! As in the past! But now, I love you!"

Goosebumps erupt. My stomach twists and turns. My heart fucking melts.

Did she just say-

"Dammit!"

Luka covers her face and desperately cries out.

"Oh my god, I wasn't supposed to tell you that!"

There it is. That vulnerability. That rare moment Luka turns into a stubborn, fragile, scared little girl.

I struggle to respond. The words are stuck at my throat. Instead, I reach for her. She sighs into my mouth. I touch her face tenderly, basking in this rare moment. Her lips quiver as we lock mouths. Between soft kisses, I muster enough courage to tell her how I feel.

"I love you. Why is it so hard for you to tell me that?"

Luka tears away, her eyes on the brick of tears. A deep scowl takes over her features. I shiver.

"Luka?"

"You can't hurt me if you don't know how I feel."

Her expression is cold, even sadistic, as if she's trying to penetrate fear into me. But then I remember this is a façade. She's trying to protect herself.

"It's okay," I whisper, "I won't hurt you."

Luka laughs, tears drip like bullets. A smile grazes her lips and she glances tiredly at the empty air above her.

"You know how many times I've heard that? From mum, from dad, from my brother, from Lily."

"Luka..."

"She was never honest." she adds, "Fuck sakes, Miku. I'm not stupid. Lily treated me like I was."

She breaks. All this time, when I thought that Lily was the one who cared the most, hurt the most, I find Luka trembling from the memories of her former lover.

"Those cold blue eyes of hers, she lied to my face. I can't forget that. Just as dad lied to me. I know how mum died. The mortician did a shitty job of covering the cuts on her arm. I remember."

She lowers her head and stares down. Her eyes become lifeless as she visits the memories.

"I look exactly like her. Maybe that's why Luki ran away. He would look at me and get angry."

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

FUCK.

"My brother. Luki...I wonder where he is."

I can't control it. My guilt. I have so much guilt. I know where Luki Megurine is. I saw the bastard for fuck sakes. But instead of confessing, I grab Luka and kiss her. I'm so fucking scared to lose her and yet, she isn't mine. Or is she?

"I love you," I cry, "I love you, Luka Megurine."

Our lips lock. We drown ourselves in the moment. Hands wrap around me, I pull her forward, desperately clinging onto her as if my life depended on it.

"Miku?"

"Don't talk," I whisper, "Come in. Come home with me."

It's 6:30 am and dad will be up for work any minute.

Luka and I struggle to keep it down. Her head falls back on my sheets, legs spread before me.

"Mmm, Miku...I've missed you...I've missed this."

I savor every second as I suck and nip at her soft, pink dripping flesh. Her hands softly caress and run through my hair, grasping from time to time. I take my time, sweetly kissing and licking as she rolls her hips slowly into the motion of my tongue.

"Miku...Miku...oh, Miku,"

Slow and tender, warm and wet she is. I spread her further, my thumbs parting her delicate shining gem. I tease with the tip of my tongue, an action that tortures the beauty. She cries so sweetly that I cannot ignore her plead.

"My god, Miku...please go in already."

I dip my tongue. My smooth hot muscle stretches inside of her. Luka arches her back and moans. I grunt as I feel my own wetness sticking between my thighs.

"Miku, I want you," she whispers.

My lips curl around her clit and suck. She twitches and pushes my head in deeper. My mouth waters as my tongue laps at her flowing juices.

Luka can only hold it for so long. I've become so engrossed with her cries of pleasure that I fail to catch her plea to have a turn. Strong arms suddenly lift and push me onto my back. Luka hovers over me, her pink hair cascading around my smaller form.

"Luka?"

She kisses me, treating my lips so delicately with her own. I arch into her and wrap my arms around her neck. Fingers trail down my sides. A smile grazes my lips and I fail to hold back a laugh.

"Luka, that tickles!"

She laughs and starts to tackle my sides. I'm twisting and turning.

"Stop!" I squeal.

We continue to laugh until I catch her lips once more. This time, in a much more heated fashion. Luka holds my head up as she latches onto me, her mouth engulfing me with a long and wet kiss. I feel a drip leak from the corner of my mouth and down my neck. Luka wastes no time in lapping up the mess.

"Luka..." I whimper.

Kisses at my stomach, licks and nips just below my hips. Luka gets closer and closer and with each passing second, I drip more and more.

Suddenly, I feel her shift away. I let out a pained cry at the sight of her leaving my soaking core.

"Luka!"

She forces me onto my stomach and pulls at my rear. Before I know it, Luka has two fingers inside me while her tongue laps at my most sensitive spot.

I bite at my pillow and moan as I hear the popping of her fingers inside, wetness clapping. Her tongue dances and pokes at my sensitive nerves.

"Luka...Luka!"

Strong arms hold my hips in a vice grip. She pulls her fingers out and replaces them with her tongue. I hear my pussy against the vigorous motions of her mouth. Suddenly, she clamps and sucks, I come without warning.

"LUKA!"

Her nose brushes within my rear, her tongues laps as my clit swells and twitches.

By the time I'm down from the high, I'm a complete mess. My cheeks are drenched with saliva, mouth dry, teeth aching from tearing into the fabric of my pillow. Just when I think it's over, Luka is already on round two. This time, her tongue trailing down the crease between my butt.

"Luka...wait...AH!"

Suddenly, a knock at the door.

"Miku?"

I grasp at the sheets before glancing over my shoulder.

"Huh? D-Dad?"

"Miku, did you hurt yourself? Are you okay?"

I slap a hand to my mouth before replying. Luka isn't stopping anytime soon. In fact, she makes it even harder to respond as she resumes rubbing my clit.

"OH! I'm...ah...FINE!"

I muffle a moan.

"Are you hurt?"

Fuck! I can't answer that now. I have to form an actual sentence while Luka is doing THIS?!

I muster the last strand of control of have.

"I hit my-

My walls flutter, my orgasm approaches.

"-ah! Toe!"

"Hm, okay. Don't be late for school."

As soon as his footsteps fade away, I take the chance to scream into my pillow. My eyes roll back, my mouth sticks against the soaked fabric.

"Good girl."

I throw my pillow at Luka's annoying smirk.

At first, I believe it's all been a dream.

She softly breathes into my neck as her arms keep me close in a warm embrace. Long smooth legs shift between mine. I bask in the moment and shift closer to the beauty's resting form.

"Luka?"

She mumbles tiredly. Her eyes stay close. I kiss her as she sleeps.

"Cutie?"

Luka shifts.

"Mmm?"

I smile and burrow further into her arms. My nose meets her neck and I inhale deeply. Lavendar vanilla.

We stay like this all morning. I think to myself for the first time in a the longest, I can die happy right now.

"Miku, Miku."

"Huh? Wha?"

It takes a moment for me to realize where I am. I'm in my room no doubt but waking up to the sight of Luka here is something I'm still adjusting to. Hopefully, I'll get used to it.

I smile at the thought. Luka throws a towel my way. The cloth lands on my head.

"We should shower and head out. We're late but better that than skipping altogether."

I mumble and follow after her. The towel drags on the floor as I stumble past her and into the bath. Hot water hits my muscles. I relax but as soon as Luka enters, my body is quick to stiffen.

I watch her strong back as the droplets trail from her neck to her smooth and pert ass. I'm tempted to make something of it but we will never get out if we keep having sex. I pout and decide to just hold her instead.

"Miku?"

I pull her close.

"Not right now."

"I know," I mumble against her skin, "I just want to hold you."

She turns and smiles at my pouting face.

"You're so cute."

We kiss under the rushing water. Luka groans and pulls back.

"Ah...I can't keep doing this..."

I giggle and pull her neck, resuming our kiss. Luka gives in for a moment but tears away as expected.

"Miku, stop." she snaps, "I can't finish if you keep doing that."

I don't stop pouting until we finally arrive to school.

Luka doesn't park in her usual spot today.

By the time we arrived, the first break had begun. So, we decided to spend the past twenty minutes by ourselves. I'm not complaining, especially when we're in the middle of a hot and hazy make-out session just down the street.

The tinted windows have fogged up. My outfit has definitely made her stir inside. A simple black skirt with thigh-high socks and a yellow collared shirt to match. Luka rid of my top but kept my skirt on. I shiver from the sudden breeze escaping through the crack of the window.

I hear the far sound of the bell but I've become so engrossed with Luka's lips that I cannot stop.

"Mm, Miku...we should probably-mmph.."

Luka attempts to break our kiss but each time, I find myself pulling her back into my mouth, engulfing her into our heated kiss.

I shake my head as she pulls back once more.

"Miku, C'mon. We have to go."

"I know..." I pout and graze her bottom lip with my thumb, "It's just hard...we've been doing this all night...all morning...I guess I want to keep it going for as long as I can..."

Truth is, in the back of my mind, I never know what Luka is thinking. She'll be a completely different person in front of her friends, at school. I dread bring treated like a stranger again.

"Let's go."

I sigh as we adjust our clothing. Luka takes a moment to flip her hair and check her complexion in the mirror. As soon as she feels she's presentable, we exit the car and make our way to school. Luka walks besides me and I let my hand sneak into hers. She stiffens and scans her surroundings before letting the action slide.

"Just this once," she whispers.

I take it with glee and relish in the moment. For once, there are no friends here to judge, or students to stare, or guilt to feel. I feel Luka relax in the palm of my hand. I smile and we lock gazes.

The moment lasts until we hear the sound of an incoming car pass us by. Luka stiffens and I grasp her hand, afraid that she will let go. I know its selfish of me but I can't help it. She glances back at me, her eyes battling whether to point daggers or soften at my careless actions. She brushes it off and returns her stare at the sudden intrusion. We hear a window roll down and Maika looks on as if she's seen a ghost.

Luka curses under her breath. The black sedan pulls up. I feel Luka tense up and watch as she slides her hand out of mine.

"Luka Megurine!" Maika calls out, "I knew it was you. I thought I was seeing shit."

The girls laugh and walk toward us, each with an icy coffee drink in hand. Gumi pokes at the whip cream and stares incredulously at Luka and I.

"I didn't know you two hang out."

Luka is quick to respond.

"I gave her a ride."

I feel the tension rise. Gumi glances at Maika who continues to stare suspiciously at Luka.

"A ride, huh?" the blonde says, "Since when did you start hanging out with a freshman, Megurine?"

Gumi chuckles. I feel Luka shift uncomfortably as the girls continue to poke fun.

"She's even holding hands with the kid. Is she afraid to cross the street by herself?"

"Luka, she's not in elementary. Let her be independent."

"Shut up!"

Maiki and Gumi jump and tense up as they realize Luka staring daggers at them. I can feel her trembling.

"I can't hold a girl's hand for fuck sakes? Are you guys that insecure that you have to assume some bullshit about me?"

"Geez, Luka, we were just kidding," Gumi shakily responds, "We're not assuming anything."

"Well, now I am," Maika adds, "If you're so insecure then I wonder why. What are you hiding, Luka?"

"I should be asking you that. Does Yohio know about Lily?"

"Oh, fuck you, Luka," Maika adds, "Does Gakupo know you bullshitted about Kaito hitting on you? Doesn't he know 'bros before hoes'? Poor guy."

Luka storms toward Maika. Gumi rushes to stop her.

"Knock it off you guys!"

Maika and Luka reluctantly settle down. Gumi doesn't stray from expressing her disappointment over her two friends.

"This is our senior year!" she cries, "I don't want to see you two fight. Let's just forget this even happen, whatever it is!"

Luka scowls, Maika rolls her eyes.

"Ugh, fine," the blonde scoffs, "For once in your life, don't take things so seriously, Luka."

"Ugh, c'mon!" Gumi groans before pulling at the blonde, "Let's go!"

Maika sends daggers toward Luka, her expression clearly signifying that she's not done with her. I shudder to even think what will happen next between the two.

I should expect the attention. After all, I'm with Luka Megurine. I find it nice that the beauty has walked me to my locker. It just doesn't help that the hallway is full of immature freshman. No wonder Maika and Gumi found it odd. Boys are generally annoying and girls can be catty but in this particular hallway, there is still so much more to learn and grow out of.

"You didn't have to walk me, you know."

Luka smiles and leans against the locker next to me.

"I wanted to," she whispers.

I blush and poke further in the depths of my locker, hoping she didn't notice how flushed I've become. Luka laughs. Of course, she did.

"I should get going," she adds, "Your friends are really taking an interest in us."

"They're not my friends. Just perverted boys," I mumble, "You're popular, in case you forgot."

I glance at a particular group standing across from us. Pico and Len are having an animated talk with a couple of other boys. I hear them snicker and squeal like a bunch of school girls.

"I told you her ass is bigger than Lily's," I hear one of them argue.

Morons, I swear.

"Well then, I'll get going," Luka sighs.

She leans closer. By instinct, I take a step back. Luka frowns.

"Sorry."

I shake my head.

"N-no, I'm sorry. I just..."

"I wish I could kiss you," Luka whispers.

My blush intensifies. Luka smirks and steps closer.

"If I could I would."

"Luka, stop," I mutter.

She watches me fidget under her gaze. A glint appears her eyes. Before I can question it, Luka nods politely and makes her way down the hallway. I watch her back until she disappears into the corner.

Len and Pico high-five. Their buddies howl and fist pump.

"She LOOKED at me! Luka looked at me!"

I roll my eyes.

The day goes by easier than I hoped for. There are no further confrontations and I manage to avoid any drama. Even so, I know my name has been passed around. Maika and Gumi are bound to tell Meiko, I'm sure and that's a scene I want to avoid. Fortunately, I haven't crossed paths with any of Luka's friends since this morning.

Students holler excitingly as classes end for the day.

"So, pigtails, you got any plans?"

I'm glad that Lily and I are talking again. I sure have missed her.

"Not in particular."

"How's Miki?" she asks.

I glance at my phone. There are no messages from my best friend. Odd. Come to think of it, I'm surprised she didn't text this morning...

Lily senses my discomfort and brushes off the subject.

"Mayu needs to remove that stick up her ass."

I laugh and the blonde smiles. I can tell she's missed me too. We share a very kind moment together but in the back of my mind, I worry still. Luka and I had made up. At least, that's what it feels like. And things are actually moving between us so it seems. Then I remember what Luka confessed last night.

'Did I love her? Yes, I fucking did.'

I grimace at the memory. Thankfully, Lily hadn't noticed how quiet I've gotten. She's become engrossed in the new girl, Seung Jeong. Also known as SeeU.

"She's good, I'll give her that but she just better not burn me out." Lily mutters, "You don't think she would, right?"

She seeks confirmation in my eyes. I stiffen and struggle to answer.

"I don't think she would."

Lily doesn't seem convinced.

"Why are you so nervous all of sudden?"

I hate hiding things but lately, I've been having to do so. This just adds to my guilt but for once, I have to let it go.

"No reason," I add, "Just curious."

The blonde's gaze intensifies. I fluster over steel-blue eyes.

"I see."

"Hey, I've been looking for you, Hatsune!"

Seung Jeong, the transfer student from Korea greets me with a wide grin. I feel Lily shift uncomfortably at her sudden presence.

"How are you?"

I glance at the tall blonde whose gaze has set on her phone. Clearly, she's trying to avoid the cheerful girl. Seung catches on quick.

"I know you're not happy to see me," she says before rolling her eyes at Lily, "Besides, I'm here to ask Miku if she wants to hang out."

I glance at Lily and the blonde shrugs. She's just as confused as me.

"I was actually on my way to a meeting, want to join me?"

I suddenly shudder.

"Where?"

"Here, at school."

"Yeah, but where?"

Seung's smile doesn't falter under my scrutinizing gaze. Anyone else would be convinced. She's pretty cute, blonde and fair, no doubt she has charm but I can't get past this cautious feeling I have about her.

"Listen, I don't know anyone yet and you said it before," Seung adds, "In no time I will have friends but it would be nice if you accompanied me. They're having lemonade and cookies!"

"Lemonade and cookies?!" Lily excitingly exclaims.

"Lily, stop," I mutter.

"We can stop for the lemonade and cookies at least."

Seung nods her head at the taller blonde.

"Yes, you don't have to stay long, I just don't want to arrive alone."

I glance at Lily and she's convinced. So childish but what do I expect from the older girl.

"Okay, let's go."

Seung beams and grabs my hands.

"Oh, it's going to be fun! I'm going to play some of my music too there!"

"There" turns out to be the anime club.

Damn Lily with her cookies and lemonade.

A/N: Hello! Thanks for making it this far! :) I have yet to brainstorm for the next chapter but I definitely will be adding Kaito Shion and Rin Kagamine. It was important for me to get into depth with Luka and Miku here. The upcoming chapters will be interesting I feel lol The new transfer student, SeeU is based on the Vocaloid of the same name, same appearance, background, etc but I gave her a Korean first and last name because SeeU seems more like a nickname than a real name like Miku Hatsune, Luka Megurine, Lily Masuda, etc. I'd like to thank those that have reviewed, faved or followed since last chapter such as Lovemikuxluka, C, Shinobukun, RedScars, Psykoakuma, Yasetsu, KagamineCraze, Elluca, and TealMegurine. I know there have been more in previous chapters, thank you to those that have since then as well :) Anyways, thanks for reading and until next time :)