MikuXLuka

I have to kiss her!

Miku's POV:

Staring into my cup of punch, the red liquid reflected my large, turquoise orbs. Singing, I flicked a strand of loose, turquoise hair out of my face.

"Miku, stop being grumpy and get over her!" My loud, best friend shouted. I shrugged, and placed my cup on the table. My brown slip on shoes, clicked with each step as I made my way across the Christmas party to my friend, Kagamine Rin. Her blond locks, were tied back out of her face with a bow, and a few hair clips. Her eyes were like mine, but lighter, and livelier. Rin had tugged onto our other friend's shoulder. Meiko was a busty girl, her hair was cut like a bob. The older girl had turned to face me and Rin.

"Oh Miss. Grumpy pants joined us, finally?" She flashed a cheeky smile. I frowned, making wrinkles in my forehead. "Miku, if you keep making that face, it will freeze like that." The older girl teased.

"Meiko, could you be a bitch somewhere else?" I grumbled, as I tightened my fist. Sighing, I looked at Meiko, regretting my words. "Ah sorry, Im just tired."

"It's ok Miku." She smiled softly. Her eyes had trailed off of me and floated to her best friend, Luka. She was a tall, pinkette. Blue eyes that could light up a room, and she was built like Meiko, a chest just as busty. Meiko took her slender fingers and placed them over my small boney shoulders. "I know what will cheer you up!" I was puzzled, what was she planning? Her face was full of mischief, with a sneaky smile spread across her face. "Go stand under the mistletoe," Meiko had shoved my to the door frame.

"Fine." I sighed. Slipping past a few other of my friends, I finally made my way across the party to the door frame. Looking around, everyone else was busy with their friends. "You sent me here to be alone?" I questioned Meiko to myself. Rolling my eyes, leaning against the door frame. "I really hate that busty bimbo sometimes," I muttered under my breath.

"You know, it's kind of weird talking to yourself?"

My eyes shot wide and I turned my head to see Luka. "Jesus Christ, Luka you scared me." She giggled as her face became a little pink.

"Sorry Miku, didn't mean too." She stepped beside me, looking out at the party. I shrugged my shoulders and muttered an 'it's ok.' Continuing to watch the party, I really didn't pay much attention to the pinkette next to me. Luka kept messing with the ends of her shirt, as if she was nervous about something. I didn't feel like asking, she seemed like the one to tell me a ten minute report on what's her issue. Finally she had the nerve to tap my shoulder.

"Mhm?"

"Ah.... Miku, look up..." She stuttered. I gave her a confused face and looked up. My face changed fast, from 'I don't give a flying shit' to 'Oh what the ....'

"Ah well.... ummm we could walk away if you like and act like nothing happened?" I asked, getting more flushed. Luka just stood there looking at me, then the mistletoe that hung above our heads.

"There's no way your leaving without a kiss for Luka." A female voice demanded from the side of us. I whipped my head over and glared at Meiko. She was smiling from ear to ear.

"Fine! It's just a kiss." Muttering under my breath. I could feel Meiko's eyes burning into me, watching my every move. Looking at Luka, she was blushing madly, and breathing slowly. "Guess we just gotta go with it?" I shrugged. Without hesitation, a pair of pink lip glossed lips, had planted themselves on mine. The kiss was electrifying, as if sparks were lit. The lips pulled away, and I opened my eyes. Luka had smiled, held a hand under my chin. She acted like she has done this a thousand times, and it was as if her eyes were dragging me into them.

"Miku, don't forget that feeling... got it?" She asked. I nodded, saying nothing. Still shocked on what had just happened. Luka's hand had disappeared from under my chin and she slipped next to Meiko, giggling about a secret between them. My fingers lingered over my lips.

"What was that?"