Sweet Devil (Hatsune Miku x Megurine Luka)

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Once upon a time, there was a happy little girl with bright pink hair and a lovely smile. Happy little girl loved to go and play, and she loved to dance and make music. That's why her parents named her Luka. One day, Luka was walking around the park alone when she spotted another little girl. This little girl had long blue pigtails and pretty blue eyes, and she was the same age as Luka. Luka went over to the girl, who was building a sand castle in the dirt. The girl, unlike Luka, was very loud and energetic. Luka was quiet and shy. The little girl asked Luka if she wanted to play. Luka said yes, and they played for hours until Luka went home. The next day, Luka went over to the park to see the same girl making the same castle. The little girl noticed and asked if her and Luka could play together. Luka said yes, and the two played for hours on end, until darkness fell and Luka went home. The two continued for years, until one day Luka couldn't stop crying when she went to see the little girl. The little girl asked what was wrong, and Luka told her "her parents got into a big fight and they stopped talking to each other". The little girl, listened, and when Luka was done, she asked if they could play. Luka dried her tears, and got up to play. Luka felt better that day, the day that even though there will be dark times, someone will always be with you. The next day however, Luka came to to the park with bruises and a broken finger. The little girl asked what was wrong, and Luka responded "I told Mommy and Daddy to stop fighting, and Daddy hurt me." The little girl listened like she had done before and then asked Luka if they could play again. Even with a broken finger, Luka got up and played with the girl until dark. The next day, Luka could barely walk, and she was sobbing like a maniac. The little girl asked what was wrong, and Luka answered "Mommy loves someone beside Daddy. The person who Mommy loves doesn't like me. Mommy says Daddy and her will never love each other again." The little girl listened, and this time, instead of asking if they could play, the little girl asked if Luka would like to go to the little girl's house. Luka agreed, and for the time they would usually spend messing around and playing, the little girl fixed her bruises, and cleaned her up. The next day, Luka came to the park with very damp clothes and red eyes. The little girl asked what was wrong, and Luka responded, "Mommy is getting married to someone else. Mommy says that I'm coming with her and we may never see Daddy again." The little girl listened, and finally asked Luka if she liked music. Luka said she did, and the little girl smiled and asked Luka if they could make music instead of play. Luka and the little girl spent hours drumming and singing and clapping and dancing. When nightfall came, the little girl told Luka to meet again. She had never told Luka to meet again, so little Luka assumed that the little girl was planning something special. The next day, however, when Luka got to the park, the little girl wasn't there. Luka thought she was hiding, until she spotted the little girl's oversized pink jacket on the ground. Attached to the card was a message that read:

Hey Luka, I may not be here but tell me your problems anyway and I'll listen. Afterwards, we can go and play! -Miku

This was the first time Luka had learned the little girl's name. Luka held the jacket in her arms and responded, "Mommy and New Daddy are going away with me tomorrow. I may never see this park again." Afterwards, Luka put on the oversized jacket and started singing like her and the little girl and done the day before. Luka finally felt happy, and she would continue to tell the jacket her problems and sing. The next day, neither the girl nor Luka were at the park. Luka kept the jacket however, and even if she had trouble, she would sit and cry with the jacket as if the little girl was in her house that day fixing her problems. All the bruises, cuts and scars floated away, and Luka sang with her jacket from that day forward.