A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P5It wasn't a date she tried to tell herself. She just needed to talk to him. Straighten things out.
She had come to his door to break it off with him and wish him a happy life with Miku. But after that kiss that simple peck on her cheek that made her melt like butter inside made Meiko very hesitant.
Was that a hint to something .more between them? She straightened her shiny red skirt, zipped up her cream leather boots and pulled on her black tank. Her short hair was freshly washed and sleek, a pretty flower clip just above her ear. She coated her lips in her usual lipstick and lightly brushed her cheeks with a soft blush. Not that she'd need it; love confessions usually went hand in hand with blushing.
She had to tell him. She had to tell him just much he meant to her with her own mouth and not mixed signals that just confused everything. He had looked so hurt when he showed up at the diner and saw his brothers working there.
Meiko was surprised he had come back at all. After
An Unexpected Roomate - Collab me + purecallistoA random collaboration practising for St. Voca between me (TheWhiteJewel) and purecallisto.
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~*~*~ It was afternoon when Ruko found herself standing and blinking blearily up at the dorms of St. Vocaloid Academy for the Musically Talented, with the sun shining bright and not a cloud in sight. Birds tweeted out their songs and leaves on trees gently swayed in the breeze, the green color rich and vibrant.
Ruko hated it.
No, it wasn't because she hated puppies and rainbows and sunshine and happiness, which she didn't. Actually, the main reason was that...well.
Her sleep was being cut off.
Yes, her sleep - how she loved her sleep. She could forget the whole world while she slept, the problems and the issues, and the fightig and disagreements. She would be in a world that was completely hers to control. A world where glared and taunts didn't matter, a world
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P4Never had she been so happy to put up a 'closed' sign. It only been a few days since fighting with Kaito and she felt she was going to go insane by the looks she was getting from his brothers. One Shion was enough in her opinion. Each tried a different way of working with her in her current state.
Taito tried to indulge her in his wisdom, sprouting random quotes of life from dead scientists trying to make her feel better.
She felt worse.
Kikaito tried to be funny and joke with her, trying to make her smile.
Nigaito tried to shyly ask if she were okay a million times to see if she was fine.
Meiko sighed. The only thing that would cheer her up was the thing that was making her feel so down.
Meiko saw herself looking into the concerned eyes of Neru. She had changed as a person since she had started going out with Akaito. She smiled more often and her eyes sparkled. But her trademark ponytail-to-one-side stayed the same.
"Neru? What are you doing here?" Me
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P3"What's wrong, Kaito? You're looking down today " Miku stated leaning forward and pressing her slim hand to his forehead, brushing back his blue hair, "Do you have a fever?"
"I'm fine, Miku," he sighed, lightly removing her hand, "Just a little tired I suppose."
Miku smiled at him, taking this as a good enough answer before going back to her magazines.
"Do you need anything else? A massage? Or want me to run over your lines with you again?" Kaito needed to keep busy. Otherwise he'd keep going back to the scenario that went down last night. He didn't want to think about that right now.
Miku giggled, shaking her head so fiercely that her ponytails bounced in her face.
"No, not really. I just want your company, Kaito! I'm happiest with you, after all!" She ruffled his hair tenderly.
He sighed again, "Of course, Miku."
Miku lowered her mags, noticing Kaito's glum expression.
"Are you happiest with me as well, Kaito?"
Kaito looked at her, her bright face, already knowing his answer.
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: Red Flames - Meiko - P2"No diner again?!"
"I'm sorry sir, but the cook is away at the moment. Can I still get you a beverage?"
Meiko pleaded, trying to not lose her temper over the rude customer.
"Forgot your stupid beverages! I'm out of here!" And with that, the customer stormed out of the diner and Meiko knew he wouldn't be the last. The diner was now completely empty and Meiko sighed, returning to the bar to wipe some already-clean glasses again.
Meiko rubbed the space between her eyebrows with two of her fingers, a motion she did when she was stressed out. She looked out the front window for a few moments, knowing that no one would be coming in. Especially HIM.
It was windy and damp but at least it wasn't raining again. This must've been the wettest year this city had had for decades. Buckets and old coffee mugs were strewn over various parts of floor to catch the dripping water from the leaky ceiling. Meiko sighed, now massaging her temples in some false hope that it would relax her. It didn't. She coul