[author's notes]

ahh I meant for the first half to be shorter, but I ended up making it pretty long, so this will be a threeshot instead of a twoshot

in addition this has turned into something completely different than the song that it's based off of? so i'm just going to say you can ignore that first comment I put in

weird

"So, Luka, did you ask?"

Luka froze up. She had completely forgotten about that, actually. She gave a sigh. If she were to have asked Kaito, what would the most likely answer to have come out of him? It was just one party, and she was mature enough to handle herself. "Yeah, he said it was fine." She decided after a moment. While Miku gave her a slightly suspicious look, she just passed it off as nothing.

"I asked my mom after you left and she said it's fine, so long as I clean up and stuff, so I'll definitely be going!" Miku chirped. "I'll call you just before I'm ready to go so maybe we can go together!"

Luka loved how excited Miku was. It was incredibly cute... "Yeah, sure. I'll wear something nice for you." She said with a smile. She wouldn't be considering going to this party if Miku wasn't there, so she'd wear something nice for her. She was fairly certain there was this black party dress that she had only wore once or twice... It might be a tight fit, since she got it last summer, and she definitely could have put on some weight... She'd try it on later today and buy a new one if it didn't fit.

"Thanks, Luka, I know you don't like going out much, but I'm sure you'll be a hit there." Miku grinned, while Luka let out a tiny sigh. That wasn't at all what she wanted, really. "Anyways, come to my locker, I still have to get my stuff. We'll go to yours afterwards."

And so they did. Luka found her classes boring, but since Kaito always asked it of her, she did her best to pay attention. They cycled through each class until lunch came, where inevitably, she'd spend more time with Miku. To be completely honest, she couldn't remember the last time that she ate with anyone else (save for the past few days when she had been trying to ignore Miku, though she completely regretted it). The tealette was her best friend, and she didn't feel like spending time with anyone else, though sometimes she did wish she could eat alone. She liked to eat while immersed in her thoughts as well.

However, as she went to the cafeteria, she noticed that Miku wasn't there. Usually, Miku was there before her... Luka shrugged and took an empty table, assuming that the tealette was simply late. She took out her lunch box, and hummed as she ate. Miku never came, but Luka didn't question it either. Maybe she was just helping the teacher out, or whatever.

But at the end of the day, Miku wasn't waiting for her either. A little perplexed, she pulled Gumi over, who was one of the tealette's classmates. "Sorry for bothering you, but may I ask where Miku went? I haven't seen her since the start of the day..."

"Oh, Miku? She went home sick. She looked pretty miserable, actually." Gumi said thoughtfully. Nodding her head, Luka muttered a 'thanks' before heading to her locker.

She walked home, thinking of visiting Miku later. The party was probably going to be tomorrow (all Miku had told her was that it was on a weekend, and Lord knows how much that actually helps), and Luka hoped that it was just a little fever, or something. But first, she'd go home and actually ask Kaito.

So she did.

"Kaito, I'm home!" Luka called out, taking off her shoes. She headed over to the living room, where Kaito usually was, and stared down at him. "Can I ask you something?"

The blue-haired man nodded. "Yeah, go ahead lil' sis." He stopped facing the television and turned towards the pinkette.

She scratched a small itch on her nose before speaking, "Piko's having a party that'll probably be tomorrow or on Sunday. Could I-"

"No." Kaito said simply, before turning back towards the TV. That frustrated Luka quite a bit. She waited for a good moment, expecting an explanation as for why she couldn't go, but there was none.

"... Okay, and why the fuck not?"

Kaito scoffed and swerved his head back to look up at her again. "I won't be home tomorrow for most of the day, and I'll be working nights as well. I won't be able to watch you there. So that's a no."

Frustratedly, Luka stomped her foot on the ground. "Have you know, thought for a moment that maybe I'm mature enough to go to a party by myself? I'm eighteen, not a lost four year old girl. Come on, Kaito, I'm going with Miku."

"My answer is still no. Stomp and cry all you want."

Luka growled under her breath. "Inconsiderate jerk..." She huffed and turned away. And that was that. How unfair. I can take perfect care of myself. Making sure to stomp the whole way, she took her cellphone out of her pocket as she headed to her room. She stared at the walls for a moment. Pink. She probably should give her room another color, or at least redo the coat. Shaking her head, she dialed Miku's number. Rather than go all the way over there for a few minutes, it'd be better to just call her. The phone beeped for a few moments, before the tealette's cheerful voice came onto the receiver.

"Luka?"

Luka was surprised. "Hey, Miku. Gumi told me you were sick?" Miku didn't at all sound like she was sick.

"Oh, that? I just... Well, it doesn't sound very much like me, but..." Her voice became a whisper, "I just pretended to be sick." And Miku was right, that didn't sound like something she would do at all. Before the pinkette could ask why, Miku hurried the conversation along. "So about the party, I'm gonna send you pictures of outfits I'm considering wearing. You gotta help me choose!"

Luka hesitated. "Uh, Miku, about that..."

"Hm?"

"Kaito said that he's working this weekend and that I can't go."

Miku squealed. "What?! No way! Why not?" She sounded pretty upset, and Luka felt a little happy that she was.

"Well, he's treating me like a total child. He thinks I can't handle myself there." The pinkette said, gently laying down on her bed.

The tealette's response her much more than anything, really. "Well... Why don't you just sneak out?" That was definitely unlike Miku, and it was actually very worrying. First, there was the pretending to be sick, and then this?

"Sneak out? Are you sure you're not sick?"

She just giggled. "Well, why not sneak out? It's not as if your brother is going to be the boss of you forever, you're graduating this year, aren't you? Besides, wouldn't it be easy to sneak out? If he can't go to the party because he's working... He'll work while you sneak out."

"I..." Luka sighed. It'd be pointless to argue with Miku, and she didn't have the resolve to either, so she'd just agree now. "Yeah, sure, fine. I can't believe I'm agreeing to this..."

"Well, anyways, no that that's out of the way, what about the oufits?"

So, while Luka tried to forget the growing unease in her stomach, Miku sent her the photos. They discussed which ones would look best on her, and the pinkette tried on the dress she had been thinking of wearing. It was a pretty tight fit but there was enough room for her to move around in, and Miku thought she looked good, so that was okay, she guessed... They said their goodbyes on the phone, and the pink-haired woman decided to grab something to eat.

That night, she dreamt about Miku with a young boy. She woke up in a sweat.