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A Day In The Like Of Hatsune Miku

author's note(s): piko is a pre-op transgirl in this fic, so that's why i refer to piko by she/her pronouns in this. this fic has gumi/mayu, one-sided meiko/miku, miku/ia, and probably some others that i will mention when they roll by. i'm sorry this chapter is kinda boring, things'll start going on later on.

There was only one thing that Hatsune Miku hated.

And that was being Hatsune Miku.

But she could very easily expand her list. She hated a lot of things if she expanded her list. She hated Gumi Megpoid. She hated the fact that she lived off of nothing. She hated that she mooched off her roomate that crushed on her, Meiko, for a living. She hated the fact she couldn't hold a friendship or relationship for more than five seconds. She hated that she couldn't go back in time and fix every one of her mishaps. But she couldn't.

That just made her hate even more.

Her neverending list of hate increased when a buzz came from her bag. Reaching her hand in and groaning, she fumbled for the buzz's source.
There. On her phone's cracked screen. There was a text. A text from Meiko.

And that text's contents changed her life.

Meiko - 6:12 PM - Sweet Ann died last night.

It was a blunt text. Very blunt. But that was expected of Meiko. Miku's eyes widened, and her shaking fingers slowly and carefully typed up a response.

Miku - 6:13 PM - how? ?

It took a while for a response, and Miku could just picture Meiko sitting on her bed, leaning against the wall, and twirling a strand of greasy red-brown hair around her finger with a "hmmm". After a long while and Miku about to pester the girl with "hello? ? it's v rude not to respond u kno!", a response did roll by.

Meiko - 6:16 PM - Overdose, I think. There were traces of poison found in her body. I don't know, I'm no doctor.

Miku pondered how to reply. She was half-tempted to just say 'that sucks', but she'd probably look like an ass. Yolo.

Miku - 6:16 PM - that sucks ! :(

Meiko - 6:16 PM - You're an ass, Miku-chan.

Saw that one coming. Miku sighed, shaking her head. She put her phone back in her purse after turning it off. She was in a rather large mall, specifically a clothing store. She looked through the number of outfits hung up, finding none that peaked her interest specifically.

Disappointed, she just grabbed the most tolerable one; a purple satin dress paired with a skirt a few shades darker. With that in hand, she searched for the dressing rooms. There. She walked over to them at, for whatever reason, a fast pace.

Giving the woman at the counter a nod and a fake smile, Miku headed towards the stalls. She noticed, out of the corner of her eye, a familiar silver-haired girl. "Hi, Piko." Miku greeted.

Piko jumped up, surprised by Miku's sudden appearence. "Hi, Miku-san.." she said, holding a cute and frilly floral print pink dress in one hand and pushing a strand of hair out of her face with the other. "Um...are you coming to Gumi-san's birthday party next weekend?" she asked, nodding to the dress Miku was holding.

Miku blinked, shaking her head. "No. I just don't have much clothing back home." She said as she opened the door to one of the stalls with a click!. Piko tilted her head for a few moments, before perking up significantly. "Oh! You're living with Meiko-san, right?" Miku nodded. "Yeah."

Miku quickly ended her conversation with the transgirl as she entered the stall and closed the door behind her. She dropped her purse and was about to unbutton her outfit when her phone rang. "Dammit, why now...?" she mumbled as she foraged through her purse, eventually finding her phone.

She put it up to her ear with a bored-sounding "Hello?". There was some shuffling of what Miku assumed was papers before the person on the other end spoke.

"Hihi, Miku-chi!"

Oh, no. Miku rolled her eyes and let out a rather obvious sigh. Gumi. "Hi, Gumi." she said with a tired and bored tone.

"Hi! So, ummm...me and Mayu-chi are going out on vacation this weekend! Would you mind looking after Rin-chi and Len-chi for us? Pretty pleaseeee?"

Miku easily got the implications of 'vacation'. Gumi and her girlfriend Mayu were quite the touchy pair, going into full-on makeout sessions during group movie nights that made Piko start screaming. They weren't invited to any more movie nights after that.

The teal-haired girl sighed. "Gumi. Rin and Len aren't even your kids, they're old enough to be left alone, and I'll be busy this weekend anyways." Truth be told, Miku had made up the latter part, but it was just in case Gumi insisted Rin and Len had to be looked after.

Gumi pouted. It was then followed by "By the way, did you hear about Sweet Ann?" Miku responded with a "Yeah."

Gumi then proceeded to recount Sweet Ann's death in detail, Miku making "mhm"s and "that sucks"s throughout the description. Just when Gumi was about to start going on about what poisons could have possibly killed her, Miku interrupted her and was able to end the conversation.

She put her phone back in her purse and removed her current clothing and carefully slipping into her newly bought ones. She looked in the mirror, and smiled. She looked decent, and the outfit didn't feel too tight or too big on her.

Satisfied, Miku changed back into her old clothes, folded her new ones, and left the dressing stall. She didn't see Piko again, and she figured that the shorter girl was still attempting to get her dress on or off.

After a bit of walking, she found the main counter. She handed over the outfit she bought, not keen on making small talk with the clerk. "That's 12.28, please." The clerk said, smiling. The girl managed to scrap together enough money to pay, pushing it towards the clerk.

After counting the money, the clerk looked up at Miku. "Have a nice night, miss." Miku nodded. "You too, uh..." She looked at his name tag. "Hiyama Kiyoteru..." She grabbed her clothes, now in a plastic bag, turned tail, and left the store.

Miku had managed to get on a bus and find herself on the route to home. The bus was full, and she found herself sitting with a girl around her own age. The girl smiled at her. "Hi, miss!" She had long white hair put up in a braid at the side of her head, covered by a dark green hat. She had a baggy long-sleeved jacket the same color as her hat, with a light blue sweater beneath it.

Not wanting to sound rude, Miku responded with a "Hello." The girl smiled. "It's a nice night. It's pretty cold out, though." Miku nodded. "Yeah. This jacket's mostly all I have." She pointed to the dark blue jacket she was wearing. The girl frowned. "That's no good!" Suddenly, she removed her jacket and wrapped it around Miku.

Miku went a bit pink for a moment, but she soon settled down in this stranger's coat. It did feel pretty good, after all. "Um...my name's Miku. Hatsune Miku." The girl grinned. "It's very nice to meet you, Miku-san! I'm Aria, but you can call me IA." Miku raised an eyebrow. "IA? Like, the letters?" IA nodded.

"So, where are you headed?" IA asked. "Home." Miku replied. "You?" "Same. I don't have a car. I ride the bus to and from." IA shrugged. Miku laughed. "Same here! My roommate borrows a car from her friend, but I don't get to ride it that much." IA nodded.

The two continued with small talk until Miku glanced out the window and spotted her street. She leaned forward, pressing the 'stop' button, causing a loud 'ding!' noise to sound. "It's my stop." Miku said. She smiled at IA. "It was nice meeting you, IA. See you tomorrow, I think." IA smiled. "You too, Miku-san."

Miku skipped off of the bus, waving to IA a final time before the bus drove off and the girl entered her abode. She glanced around the house, figuring Meiko was in her own room. It was fairly early, but Miku was dead tired. She treaded to her room and set her shopping bags down. She flopped onto the bed, pulled the blanket over her head, and she was asleep in minutes.