MikuXLuka

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Miku POV:

Usually Luka is waiting for me, but this time I have the lead. Luka has been the dominant one in this relationship, whice was fine considering I was too shy or nervous to be the dominant one. I wanted for once to be the leader, just once. Maybe again later in life as well to take the lead, but only in small things.

I could hear her voice around the corner. Her voice wasn't like mine, childish and high pitched. Her voice was low and mature, makes me jealous how she was. She was about the same age as me, but she wasn't. Luka was taller, and more built than me. She was the definition of perfect.

Her voice got closer, I had gotten up from the bench. Dusting off my skirt, and looked up to see her.

Who is she?

Luka was having a normal conversation with a tall red head. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, with burning red eyes to match.

The red head was being too friendly with my Luka. She as touching her every time she talked. From poking her sides to almost holding hands. If she gets any closer to what's mine, I'll break every one of her tiny fingers. Forget it, I'll smash them to dust.

Wait?

I'm being way to possessive. Luka can have friends and be friendly with them. Thats the whole point of friends.

I let the whole ordeal go, and walked over to them. "Hey Luka," I smiled.

"Ah Miku, sorry I didn't see you at first. Cul was telling me about a really good book just a moment ago." Luka had smiled. Cul looked at me than Luka, a sly smirk was plastered on her face. "Miku, this is Cul. She's a friend of mine." Cuk held out a hand, I took it. We shook for a moment, eyes buring into each other.

"Miku. What a lovely name," Cul said.

"Thanks, my parents gave me it." Luka could hear the sass in my tone. Her fingers had danced into my hand, intertwined with mine. Her touch made me calm my nerves. Cul raised an eyebrow, and glared at me. Whore, stay away from her.

"Luka it was fun talking, we should do it again. Like after class one day." The red head stated. Is she askng her out? "See ya." Before Cul had left she gave Luka a quick peck on the cheek. After that she was out of sight, and letting my anger boil.

One of Luka's hand had held her cheek. My anger just kept boiling, making more pissed. "Why don't you just go kiss her instead?" I had hissed. Luka snapped and looked at me.

"I don't want her, I want you." Luka had tried to hug me. I pushed her away, crossing my arms.

" Don't touch me."

"Miku please?" Luka begged.

"No." I stalked off away from the pinkette.
~time skipped~

Curled up in my bed, I was playing a game on my phone. I wasn't talking to Luka. She was sitting at the edge of my bed, poking my thigh. Begging for me to talk to her.

"Miku please? It wasn't my fault, she never did that before. Honest."

"Leave me alone."

"Come on Miku. Cul is just a friend." Luka had whined. "Miku, you mean the world to me. I love you. Every moment your not next to me in my arms, I feel broken. Your my missing puzzel piece."

Glancing up from my phone. Luka was tearing up, her hands were resting on my knee. Hair was up in a messy bun. Looking back down at myself, I sighed. I brought Luka into a tight hug, holding her against my chest. She breathed out in relief. She looked up at me.

"Please never get that mad at me ever again."

"Don't be hanging out with other people that are too friendly."

"I promise."