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Awkward.
That's how you felt right now.
You were invited y your long time friend, America aka. Alfred, to his annual bash party. You were invited, obviously, but you only knew him, his brother, Canada aka. Matthew and England aka. Arthur. But right now, Arthur was being a sad drunk, Alfred was dancing with a Chinese guy that had a shirt with way too long sleeves, and Matthew was with Kumijaro in the corner. You wanted with them but there was too many people blocking your way to them . Instead you took out your (f/c) I-pod and began to listen to "Just Be Friends" by Luka. Despite the fact that almost every Vocaloid fans favorite singer is Hatsune Miku, you couldn't help but like Luka better than Miku.
You decided to go outside to the porch to listen to your music more clearly. And so you pushed by people to get to the back door. You sighed in relief but couldn't help but shiver in disgust. When you were trying to get out from the crowd, you felt SOMEONE touch your butt.
You shook the though of some unknown guy touching you inappropriately and went out.
You were immediately welcomed by a nice cool breeze running through your (h/c) hair. You turned up the volume and began to sing the lyrics of your second favorite song of Luka, "Corruption Garden".
"hai to kasu eikō mai oriru yami ni
somari ochiru sekijaku no karuma
urei o dai te mata tachi agaru no
sōkoku no hate ni nanimo mie naku temo
I am always alone...
taihai no furawā chimamire no memorīzu
eien ni meguri meguru yōni
dōkoku no furawā kiza mareta mizarī
nido towa kaera nai seijaku
kuri kaesu haisō saigo ni mita yume wa
owari no nai monokuro no bijon
kotae mo naku usure yuku chikai
risei saemo saihate ni shizumu"
Before you could even go to the next verse, someone tapped you on the shoulder.
You paused the song and turned around and was met with the sight of a Japanese man with black bowl cut hair and brown eyes. He had on a strange white uniform.
"Umm.....Yes may I help you?" You said, quietly. You never was good around guys. Especially one's that are cute.
"Errr, Yes. You were singing Vocaloid?" He asked you, a strange yet cute dialect in his speech.
You nodded your head. "Um yes. D....do you like Vocaloid too?"
His cheeks turned pink. "H-hai. It is my favorite."
Your eyes visibly brightened. "Really?! That's so cool! My favorite character is Luka! What about yours??" You asked excitedly.
"Erm...L-luka alrso." He told you, a small smile forming on his lips.
"What about male character? Mine's Kaito!" You told him.
"M-mine too..." He said quietly.
You face grew red, "U-ummm. Hey I was being rude. Sorry. I'm _______ and you are?" You held your hand out for him to shake it.
"K-kiku..." He carefully took your hand into his and shook it.
You smiled brightly and for the rest of the night, you two kept on talking mainly about Vocaloid and what were your favorite songs and what not's.
Huh, who would've known that you got a best friend and a future husband by bonding over Vocaloid.
They miracles of anime.....
That's how you felt right now.
You were invited y your long time friend, America aka. Alfred, to his annual bash party. You were invited, obviously, but you only knew him, his brother, Canada aka. Matthew and England aka. Arthur. But right now, Arthur was being a sad drunk, Alfred was dancing with a Chinese guy that had a shirt with way too long sleeves, and Matthew was with Kumijaro in the corner. You wanted with them but there was too many people blocking your way to them . Instead you took out your (f/c) I-pod and began to listen to "Just Be Friends" by Luka. Despite the fact that almost every Vocaloid fans favorite singer is Hatsune Miku, you couldn't help but like Luka better than Miku.
You decided to go outside to the porch to listen to your music more clearly. And so you pushed by people to get to the back door. You sighed in relief but couldn't help but shiver in disgust. When you were trying to get out from the crowd, you felt SOMEONE touch your butt.
You shook the though of some unknown guy touching you inappropriately and went out.
You were immediately welcomed by a nice cool breeze running through your (h/c) hair. You turned up the volume and began to sing the lyrics of your second favorite song of Luka, "Corruption Garden".
"hai to kasu eikō mai oriru yami ni
somari ochiru sekijaku no karuma
urei o dai te mata tachi agaru no
sōkoku no hate ni nanimo mie naku temo
I am always alone...
taihai no furawā chimamire no memorīzu
eien ni meguri meguru yōni
dōkoku no furawā kiza mareta mizarī
nido towa kaera nai seijaku
kuri kaesu haisō saigo ni mita yume wa
owari no nai monokuro no bijon
kotae mo naku usure yuku chikai
risei saemo saihate ni shizumu"
Before you could even go to the next verse, someone tapped you on the shoulder.
You paused the song and turned around and was met with the sight of a Japanese man with black bowl cut hair and brown eyes. He had on a strange white uniform.
"Umm.....Yes may I help you?" You said, quietly. You never was good around guys. Especially one's that are cute.
"Errr, Yes. You were singing Vocaloid?" He asked you, a strange yet cute dialect in his speech.
You nodded your head. "Um yes. D....do you like Vocaloid too?"
His cheeks turned pink. "H-hai. It is my favorite."
Your eyes visibly brightened. "Really?! That's so cool! My favorite character is Luka! What about yours??" You asked excitedly.
"Erm...L-luka alrso." He told you, a small smile forming on his lips.
"What about male character? Mine's Kaito!" You told him.
"M-mine too..." He said quietly.
You face grew red, "U-ummm. Hey I was being rude. Sorry. I'm _______ and you are?" You held your hand out for him to shake it.
"K-kiku..." He carefully took your hand into his and shook it.
You smiled brightly and for the rest of the night, you two kept on talking mainly about Vocaloid and what were your favorite songs and what not's.
Huh, who would've known that you got a best friend and a future husband by bonding over Vocaloid.
They miracles of anime.....
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I was listening to corruption garden by coincedence while reading this.I just love those moments when the timings just right.