Six Paths of Infatuation: Yanderes X Reader

Mika: Party Junkie

If you want a list of the modules, you can find them here -------> http://vocaloid.wikia.com/wiki/Hatsune_Miku_-Project_DIVA-_Arcade_Future_Tone/Modules

I'm kinda curious to which ones you guys pick, so if you wouldn't mind commenting them I'd like to know! (~￣▽￣)~

"I don't have all night (Name)! Would you stop fangirling and hurry the FUCK up!"

I knew this was like the tenth time Mika was banging on the door, but I couldn't help it! All the modules for the female Vocaloids, just waiting for me in this massive basement! So perfectly created, so ready for me to try on! It was like walking in a free cosplay store! Sure, Mika had already taken the Moonlight Butterfly module for herself (which was a lot more revealing than I thought she would have liked, but who cares?!), but the options were endless! Honey Whip, Agitation. the Phantom Thief Modules! All of them were here! I quickly changed into (favorite module) and came out of the basement to Mika's usual unfeeling eyes. Despite the change in costume, her lower face was still being covered by her mask.

"Is there a specific reason why you wear that mask all that time?" I asked, adjusting my hair. She looked me up and down, leaning against the wall.

"Yes." She said blankly. "And that's all you need to know." I blinked for a moment, shaking off the awkwardness in the room for a second. She stretched for a moment, then walked away to her living room, digging in between her couch cushions for something.

"You live here alone? It's a pretty big place to live here on your own." I noted.

"I prefer it that way. Less people to stick their noses in my business." She said. "Besides, I don't. I have a roommate...sorta. He isn't around much, mostly in Chinatown handling...business." Mika pulled out a small bag of familiar green material, snickering to herself before stuffing it into her top.

"Mika! Was that..." I screeched. She groaned.

"Don't be a narc (Name), it's a rave. You're either going to get it from me or someone else there, and at least you know I didn't lace mine." Mika said. "Weed doesn't kill, I do." She paused for a moment, opening the bag and sniffing it, then closing it with a quiet "yeah that's not laced" and putting it back.

"Can you at least wait until we get there until you get wasted?" I asked nervously. "You are the one driving the extremely unsafe motorcycle!"

"Oh please, I've gotten home completely wasted before." Mika said offhandedly. "It's going to take more than a little weed to make me wreck." I folded my arms and she rolled her eyes again, groaning childishly.

"Fine fine, I won't smoke the whole thing at the party." She said. "Let's go already, before you manage to be more of a buzzkill."

(MIKA'S POV, AT THE RAVE)

Damn, there's nothing like a bag of weed and Vodka to take the edge off the day! The music was good, and it seemed like (Name) was starting to get comfortable around me. She seemed like a good girl, and a good person. Had a nice smile, sweet personality...

What the hell was I saying?

She was just another assignment!

The Demon Lord Arran was paying me 10 billion Izn for this girl, and here I was, wasting time with this girl at a rave! I was a demonic mercenary for FUCK'S sake! I should just dope her up, take her to the bastard, collect my bounty and be done with her! It would be easy!

So...

Why wasn't I doing it?

I was actually having fun! I hadn't had this much of a good time at a rave without being completely wasted in years. Her eyes just lit up the room, and even if I treated her like shit, she was still right there! Hell, she saw me stab a guy with my usual brutality and actually wanted to hang out with me! People like me...beings rather...don't get the chance to just make friends like regular people like this.

Damn it Hawthorne, get it together!!

The mix of drugs and booze probably wasn't a good idea. It's blurring my thoughts together. I couldn't possibly actually believe I would have feelings for a stupid human! I would never...!

Amid the bright flashing lights, I spotted familiar red glowing eyes full of anger. I flinched for a moment, my eyes widening.

What was Arran doing here.

Your instructions Hawthorne, were to bring her to me and receive your pay. Why do you continue to irk me?

I saw (Name) stop dancing, looking at me curiously. She saw it. The look in my eyes.

"Hey, Mika? What's the matter, huh? Did the stuff wear off?" She asked, looking at me. She gently took my hand and I saw Arran's fists clench. I closed my eyes for a second, grabbing her hand tightly.

"Sorry (Name), looks like I'm the buzzkill tonight. We gotta go. Now." I told her over the music. I'm just lucky enough it happened after my favorite song went off. She looked around.

"What's the matter? Somebody dangerous?" (Name asked). Without answering, I grabbed her hand and headed out, pushing through hordes of drinking smoking angsty teenagers as Teddyloid's famous ME!ME!ME! came on. The whole time, she kept demanding for answers from me. We didn't have time for them, she would understand if I just had the time to explain things to her, just for a minute. Once we finally made it out, she finally jerked her hand away from me.

"Mika! Don't you hear me over all of that music?!" She yelled. "I've been asking you what the hell has been going on since you yanked me out of there!"

"Get to the bike." I told her. "There's time to explain later, just not now. Stay out of things you don't understand."

"No!" She said, stamping her foot on the ground. "Damn it, just tell me something! Anything!"

"GET TO THE FUCKING BIKE!" I shouted, pointing to its direction.

"This deal won't work very well if you don't fulfill your end of the bargain, Hawthorne."