I sigh. It's lunch time. What does Neru want now?

Is she going to push me off a cliff or something? Can't she just get it over with and not beat around the bush?

Len looks at me worriedly.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Yeah. I need to go somewhere," I say, shakily standing up.

"Miku.. I.." Len looked like he was about to say something, so I turned.

"Yeah?"

"Oh. Never mind."

I just nod and walk off.

Neru is behind the building, shaking. She hasn't noticed me yet.

"W-What am I gonna do?" She murmurs, opening her lips to say something more, but then notices me.

"M-Miku! I... I need you to do me a favor..." She smiles a crooked smile, an evil aura surrounding her.

I already know I can't trust her.

"Depends. What is it?"

"Can I hang out with you guys... tomorrow?"

"Why don't you ask them? It's not like I'm a leader or something," That was true. I wasn't a leader. But that's besides the point. She's up to something fishy. I know it.

"Because... I trust you the most." I raise an eyebrow. I'm the least trustworthy person you'd ever meet.

"Look, I just- no. No you can't," I mutter impatiently, not willing to risk anything.

She nods, finally understanding, standing up. She's... unnaturally tolerable.

"Let me at least talk to them now."

Everything about her was trim. Trimmed blonde hair, reaching her waist, trim clothes, making her look professional, and trim shoulders, not making her look like a robot, but like she had authority. Not to mention that she strutted when she walked, as if she was confidently walking into a party of sorts.

We reached the round table and she grinned spectacularly.

Len was looking down, scrolling through his phone.

Rin looked up in surprise.

Mikuo did the same, but added the action of nudging Kagamidiot.

"Hm-" He looked up and furrowed his brows, frowning. He then looked down again.

"I-I was wondering if I could hang out with you guys-"

"No," Len spat simply. I was partly agreeing with him, and partly curious as to what would happen if we did say yes.

Rin frowned.

"C'mon... let's give her a chance."

"She hurt Miku."

"Stop being so protective of your girlfriend~"

"It's not- look, I'm not- she's not, ugh! I need to use the bathroom..." He shuts his phone off and walks to the bathroom, frowning.

Well, gee, thanks, Len. Really appreciated it.

But he was right! They should not have accused me of s-such a roll of being someone's girlfriend.

Nonetheless Len's girlfriend.

Never. Never in a million years.

Unless I.. no, what am I thinking? It's impossible. That'll never happen.

Never.

Alright, Neru. You got this. Before you tell them anything, try to get on their good side. I want them to see that I could be a good person.

Only to have it crumble upon themselves miserably. Well, depending on what you do.

Their money's future, Mikuo's life, and everyone's sanity is at stake.

Hell, even my own life is at stake. Because of me. I feel like garbage.

"Excuse me, while you guys talk it out, I need to make a call..." I mutter, excusing myself away politely.

Rin nods, and smiles warmly. She's the less demonic one of the group... I'm going to be completely honest.

I tut to the ladies' room, and sigh.

I didn't need to make a call.

I needed to make a plan.

Hurt Miku, I ignore you completely. Hurt anyone, I'll ignore you completely.

Unless... unless if Miku's hurting me.. she's going a bit softer on me these days.

She asks some ridiculous questions from, "Is it called sand because it's between land and sea?" to "if we can't see air, can fish see water?" Her eyes are always shining with delight when she asks curious questions like these.

I can't help but chuckle at her creativity.

Opening the bathroom door, I look at my face.

Holy shit. It's red as hell.

Am I coming down with something?

I decided to shrug it off and wash my face.

Why does Neru want anything to do with us?

Most of all, why is Rin calling her my girlfriend?

For some odd, reason, my lips curl up into a smile at the thought.

Taking her on cheesy dates, not worrying about what she thinks of me anymore, just being with her alone.

I shake my head vigorously.

Am I... am I really falling for someone as demonic as her? Someone as corrupted as her? Someone who thinks that every romantic or cliché thing is disgusting?

The answer:

Most likely. C'mon dude, you don't find chicks like her every day, my inside voice says, emotion pouring out of his voice.

Stay out of it, inner voice. I snap at it- well- myself. How embarrassing.

Disappearing and out of sight, the voice in my head stops talking. Finally. Who ever thought you could get tired of your own voice?

Maybe. Maybe I am falling for her.

What's so wrong with that?

Everything. Everything is wrong with that.

There's something so- so wrong about her being so- so perfect.

Did I just call her perfect?

Holy shit. Maybe.. maybe I am.

A sly grin spreads across my face, and I start laughing, laughing at the warm feeling in my chest.

It's... it's not bad, being in love. Not bad at all.

I'm glad no one entered the bathroom while I was laughing, because I would've looked like a madman.

And I did.

I ruffled my own hair and looked at myself in the mirror, still grinning. I felt confident. I felt happy.

I felt like some sort of weight was just lifted off of my chest.

I felt like being by Miku's side. All the time.

Maybe... maybe I did love her.