AN: Hi guys, I'm here with a Negitoro FF. I've always wanted to do one in a Modern-AU, and I never really found out how to do so. So now, here it is, with a high-school student Miku and a young adult Luka. There's a four-year age difference between them (Miku's sixteen and Luka's twenty). I've been thinking about making this a multi-chapter FF, and a rather short one, possibly ranging from three to five chapters. If you wish for me to continue, feel free to PM or review saying so. Thanks for reading.

Enjoy.

Ciao. c:

The teacher gathered his papers, placing them in a messy pile before tapping the bottom edge against his wooden desk, straightening them out. His purple eyes sifted through each of his students' faces, a blank expression on his own before he broke out into a grin.

"Class dismissed!" He announced, packing his things. The students did not wait for the man to finish, rushing out of the classroom with their friends and groups, laughing and creating jokes and plans along the way. Only one girl actually took her time, quite deliberately as she gathered her materials. Once she was done, she was the only occupant of the room when she looked up.

The girl went by the name of Hatsune Miku, a girl that fairly stood out with her distinguishable hair, only to fade back into the crowd with her shy and somewhat introverted attitude. She had a very neutral view on herself, and never considered herself above or below anyone else. Miku was what many would call "simple," "plain," and "bland." In fact, she was all three to say the least.

I should stop over at the café today again, Miku mused, picking her bag and slinging it over her shoulder as she left the class. She didn't bother locking up the room, knowing that her teacher, Gakupo, was most likely lounging in the teacher's lounge, chatting away with the other staff members. She walked down the empty hallway, humming an absent tune as she proceeded to exit the school. Her tune continued as she walked several blocks before approaching an intersection, where she took a left. There were several shops lined, some having signs that swung in the breeze creaking, while others did not have any. There was a particular sign that caught her attention, one that had engraved words Vocaloid Café against plain wood. Miku couldn't contain her smile as she opened the door, a tinny chime signaling her arrival.

A head of blue turned to her, while a pair of red eyes looked up. Both figures broke into a smile as they saw the high-school student in the doorway.

"Well, if it isn't our best costumer!" Meiko exclaimed, nudging Kaito in his side. The male chuckled lowly as Miku took her regular seat on the counter, the one in the very center.

"Welcome. How may I help you?" Kaito asked, offering his trademark smile that was very popular amongst the costumers, new and regular. His voice was gentle and smooth, and he had a vibrant brotherly aura that surrounded him, making him very approachable and easy to talk to. Miku always loved this aspect of the older male, yet somewhat envied him for his amiable personality; it was something that she always lacked.

"You should stop treating her so formally, Kaito. Treat her like a friend for once when we're on the job." The older woman complained with a grin on her face as her back was turned to the both of them. Going from the smell, Miku could tell that Meiko was making her usual: a homely hot chocolate with cream. Although it did sound quite plain, the woman always made it different each time, going by the seasons. With the upcoming winter, Miku predicted the drink would come with a taste of peppermint, which happened to be a personal favorite of hers. Miku smiled, her eyes shifting from the male to the female as they had their conversation.

"I am treating her as a friend, Meiko. And that formality that you call it is called being professional, mind you."

"Well, professional is boring. Loosen up a bit, man. You're too uptight."

"You're too laid-back."

Meiko shrugged, placing the hot chocolate in front of Miku. "I just like to enjoy life to the fullest." She gave a wink to Miku and then reached out to ruffle her hair.

The girl smiled as she reached out to her cup with both hands, taking a tentative sip as she did so. She watched as the two continued to bicker uselessly, until Meiko's crimson eyes lit up, and she turned to the younger girl, who looked at her with curiosity gleaming in her teal ones.

"Hey, have you heard of that new girl in town? Heard she was a rather popular singer. She's not with any major record label or anything, but she's pretty damn good." Kaito nodded with the girl's statement, turning to brew his own cup of coffee.

"There's a new girl?" Miku scrunched her nose, wiggling it cutely as Meiko gaped and then laughed, giving Kaito a hearty slap on the back as she did so. The man grunted, nearly spilling his drink all over himself. He grunted, giving the brunette a forced smile as he went on to clean the burning beverage resting on his arms. Meiko rolled her eyes with amusement, returning her gaze to Miku.

"Yeah, I'm pretty surprised you haven't seen her around lately. She's pretty popular and all, and she's real easy to get along with too. Ran into her earlier today, invited her to the café. Stick around for a while, and you should meet her. I think you'll get along quite dandy." Meiko gave a brief glance at the porcelain mug before snatching it out of his hands, taking a noisy sip as Kaito gave her a blank stare. Miku could hardly contain her laugh, the hot chocolate burning her throat as she did so. Watching Meiko pick on Kaito was incredibly funny, even though they were in a relationship with one another. And seeing Kaito lose face was hilarious too.

The chime tingled, and all three heads turned to the door. Two of them broke into a rather excited grin, while the youngest ducked her head, quite shocked to see such a beauty walk in.

"Hey Luka, glad you could make it!" Meiko greeted. The woman brushed back a bang of pink from her eyes, offering a sweet smile.

"Good day, Meiko. And it really is a pleasure to be here." She smiled sweetly, taking the seat next to Miku. The girl fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat, taking a sip to moisten her dry throat. For once, she felt quite inferior, especially when being someone so…enigmatic like Luka.

"Hello Luka, it's nice that you could make it. Do you have anything in particular—"Kaito grunted as Meiko dug her elbow into the male's side, earning her a grunt and a stare that stated the simple question of "Why?" She replied with a smile and a quick peck on his cheek before turning her attention to the newcomer.

Luka giggled at the exchange, and only then seemed to realize the shy girl beside her. Miku could almost feel her gaze, and although it was meant to be light, it was very overbearing and heavy.

"Hello there. I'm Megurine Luka. It's nice to meet you," the pink-haired woman muttered, just loud enough for Miku to only hear. She whipped her head up, and was met with the most charming smile she's ever seen, and the most enticing shade of cerulean eyes. The girl knew that she was gaping at her like some kind of foreign specimen, but she just simply could not help it; she was mesmerized with this stranger and by God, she was a gorgeous one. As she continued to stare, Luka didn't seem uncomfortable by it, but rather entertained for getting such a reaction. "What's your name?"

The question pulled Miku into reality. "Uhm, Hatsune M-Miku. It's a pleasure to meet you too." She bowed her head a bit before turning to face towards the couple behind the counter, knowing full well that her cheeks were red and burning. She barely registered anything the older people said, the only sound that she heard above the clamor of conversation was that angelic giggle that Luka possessed. She honestly felt a bit horrified and self-conscious of being next to a woman. Miku took a tentative sip on her lukewarm drink.

A cup from her peripheral vision compelled Miku to look up, and she did. The sight that she was met with was Luka thanking Meiko with that amazing smile. There was muffled yelling in the back as the three tried to resume their previous conversation. The brunette closed her eyes, took a breath, and tugged Kaito along with her.

"Be back you two, Manager's calling! You better play nice!" She mocked, giving a smile before wincing when the booming voice called her name. Meiko gave her reply before rushing to the man with Kaito in tow.

"And then there were two, right?" Luka asked, giving a soft nudge to Miku's ribs. She offered a small smile, and then a shrug, offering no vocal response. Inside, she fretted that she may have come off as rude to the older woman; some, maybe even many, considered a lack of reply as ill-mannered. Her teal eyes flitted to the side before resting on her own cup.

"Not a talker, are we? It's fine, I used to be one myself, around your age. Only until I was about eighteen or nineteen did I stick my head out of my shell. The people in my school called me 'Toeto,' since I was so soft-spoken." She hummed a bit at the memory, smiling. Luka took a sip, seemingly basking in the silence that had settled in between. "Guess what I'm trying to say is…that it's fine if you don't really want to talk. Even though you didn't say anything." She laughed, going in for another sip of her drink.

Miku took occasional glances at the woman, who had busied herself with her beverage and looking at the brands of coffee beyond the counter. There was this subtle smile dancing on the older woman's lips, and how the girl even noticed it, she didn't understand. Something was so entrancing about the pink-haired woman; no wonder many approached her.

Luka noticed the younger's gaze, and she met it, the smile growing larger as she did so. "May I help you?" She asked, leaning in closer. Only when they were inches apart did Miku react.

"Uh, h-how do you like the town s-so far?" She blabbered, almost tearing her head away from such close contact.

The woman seemed to understand the message and backed away to a more appropriate distance. "Well, Meiko asked that question earlier and I guess you weren't listening, but the town is very nice. Many are very kind and polite to me," she made sure to add a much sweetened smile here before she went on. "especially you three. It's nice to see such a big effort to make someone new feel at home."

Miku gently swung her legs in a small metronome motion. "They tend to do that once they hear a newcomer's in town, especially Meiko. She likes to go out a lot, which is shown in her daily parties and booze drinking on the weekends." She laughed a bit, feeling herself going at ease a bit.

"I noticed." Luka giggled and Miku soon joined in, feeling the shackles of insecurity the moment the woman came in become unlocked and clang to the floor. Soon enough, the couple that had left came back, and added to the conversation. They chatted away, not until it was quite late into the afternoon did they realize how much time had passed.

"I should go now; my parents are going to get worried if they don't see me at home once they get back." Miku offered a small smile of apology, placing her empty cup to the side for Kaito to clean while sliding off the chair. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Luka nodded, following suit. "I should go too. Better finish unpacking all of my stuff in my apartment." She gave a tip of a dollar or two into the glass jar, giving a last smile to the two. "Tomorrow, perhaps."

Meiko and Kaito grinned, waving at the leaving duo, saying, "Have a nice day!" along the way. Once the chime signaled their departure, Luka turned to Miku.

"It was nice meeting you." She said, her tone sincere and soft.

"Likewise," Miku said, bowing her head.

"…I suppose I'll see you tomorrow."

"Mhm."

The both of them turned away from each other, walking in opposite directions.

"Oh, and you're rather cute!" The familiar voice called out a compliment. Miku could just feel her cheeks brighten and burn. She turned her head to see a rather (subtly) rakish smile on the woman's face. The teen simply smiled and waved, before going off in the direction where her house was.

Maybe talking to people isn't so bad, she thought, a small smile implanting itself on her face as the image of Luka's charming smile branded itself on her mind's eye.