"Can you believe this? Dorian is in jail again!"

Miku stuck her head out of the kitchen door, looking at Luka, who was sitting on the living room couch. The pinkette turned to face her, and gestured with the newspaper she was holding.

"Who is Dorian?" asked Miku, not leaving the kitchen.

Luka guffawed.

"Who is Dorian?!" she asked, surprised the tealette didn't remember . "Only the one responsible for our entire forest ordeal!"

Miku remained silent for a while.

"My first manager!?" she exclaimed after a moment, leaving the kitchen. She sat next to Luka, who showed her the article. The tealette quickly read it, mumbling some words.

"I can't believe you managed to forget Dorian of all people" Luka said with a smile.

The shorter girl finished the article before sitting up straight in a contemplative silence.

"I managed to forget Dorian"

Luka laughed, hugging Miku tight.

"And that took only...what, five years?"

"Oh give me a break, we haven't talked about, or heard from him in ages" justified Miku. "But...that's a good thing. I managed to forget Dorian"

Luka raised an eyebrow.

"I think we need to test you for other things you might have forgotten" she said with a sneaky smile. Miku squinted suspiciously.

"Not now, dear, I'm cooking"

Luka wouldn't have any of that and took her hands before she could leave.

"How old were we when we first met?" asked the pinkette.

"Three" the tealette jested. Luka laughed in response. "Admit it: you acted like a toddler"

"Yes, I was an ass"

Miku kissed her.

"A gorgeous ass"

Luka blew a raspberry, holding Miku's hands tighter.

"And you still are-" Miku kissed her again. "-a very gorgeous ass"

Luka raised her eyebrows again, smiling.

"When was our first kiss?" she asked.

"Right after I realized I loved you~" Miku stressed the 'o' in 'love', before kissing Luka again. The pinkette didn't respond to the gesture. "Fine. We were fifteen or sixteen, and we kissed after I tripped over a stupid stair"

The pinkette grinned.

"Hmm..." Luka thought for a while, searching for her next question. "How much do you love me?" she asked with a smirk.

Miku sat back a little, and raised a brow herself.

"Gee, I don't know, it seems I've forgotten that as well, of all things" the phrase dripping with sarcasm. After a laugh and a really tight hug, she whispered 'this much' with a smile.

They remained like that for a while. Luka stroked Miku's hair, while the tealette nearly dozed off, sitting in the taller woman's lap.

A kitchen timer went off, startling them. Miku beamed.

"I have a question for you~" she said, right before walking off. Luka followed her with her eyes, confused. "What day is it today?" was called from the kitchen.

"Uhh..." Luka stared dumbly, more curious about Miku's activities, than what the question, or the answer to it, really was.

"You didn't answer me~" Miku called again, but nonetheless, she emerged into the living room with a cake in her hands. Planted in the cake were three small candles. The tealette leaned forward, putting her face right in front of Luka's, the cake perfectly between them.

"Happy Anniversary" she whispered.

Luka's face melted to an expression of pure delight. Miku put the cake on the coffee table before sitting between outstretched arms.

"I love you, dear" whispered the pinkette. Miku returned the hug, the kisses, and the phrase.

They sat there for a few moments, as the candles burned down.

"Three years" Miku sang softly, almost a whisper.

Luka smiled and took the tealette's left hand in her own, kissing the ring there.

"Three wonderful years" she answered.

Miku beamed, both of them loving the closeness and the intimacy of the moment. The taller idol looked at her partner, smiling.

"Do you think we would've ended up like this if we had met differently...?" she asked, softly.

Miku nearly called her foolish for over thinking the past, instead of being happy with their present state, but merely smiled a sneaky smile.

"Luka, the moment I saw those sneering eyes of yours, I knew I'd love them till the end of time"

"You're so cheesy"

"But you love me for that"

"I do"