My name is John Kirby, but my friends just call me Kirby. I am 18 years old, 5'10, 180 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, average build. I live in a small town just outside Sacramento California called Rosemort. Besides the endless flocks of tourists, live shows, and my college roommate James; things are quite peaceful here. Quite recently a new form of music was discovered called Vocaloids, or Vocal Androids. The Vocaloid Mascot is a girl named Hatsune Miku. The only thing that sets Miku apart from other artists is the fact that she is not human. Miku is a Computer generated hologram that takes the appearance of a young sixteen year old girl. Just a lifeless hologram... or that is what I thought...
“Hey Kirby the Vocaloid concert starts tomorrow, you got the tix?” James' voice can only be described as a cat's claws scraping across a mirror.
“Yeah yeah I got them, bought the seats right next to the stage, got them on sale too! And I got us back stage passes!” I was truly excited to go to my fist Vocaloid show, I could not believe that it was actually came to America. I just became a Miku fan recently.
“How the hell did you afford that!?” James asked.
“I have my ways.” I replied. The favors I am going to have to owe my sister for this...
“Hey Kirby-man, you think any of those sexy cosplayers will fall for a hunk like me?”
“I don't know James, the greasy black hair might throw them off, and sheesh man when was the last time you took a bath?”
“Oh Ha HA! Ok Kirbs get to bed, tomorrow it is game time!”
“Hell yeah!”
Tomorrow was a clear and very beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky. James and I awoke at just before 6:00 AM so we could get dressed and get breakfast. I decided to wear my new pair of jeans and Vocaloid Miku Print Band shirt. James decided to wear his Luka shirt and matching jeans. And so we set out to the Waffle House next to the Anime Expo Complex where the concert was to take place.
“Hey Kirbs who is hotter, Luka or Miku?” I had never given it much thought.
“Who cares, they aren't real.” That was not my actual opinion.
“But they are technically anime, and anime chicks are like HOT hot.” James is such a pervert.
“Guess you are right, I'd say Miku, I'm a sucker for the blue hair.”
“Luka is my gal, her voice gives me a boner!” I nearly choked on my coffee when I heard him say that.
“James, you are fucking weird man...Oh crap it is 7:30 we have to get in line!”
We left the rest of our food behind, well most of it, James ran back to stick a waffle in his mouth while I paid the bill.
The Expo came and went, I think I spent more cash then I planned. James spent more then me. He bought more Fakku Doujin than I could count. “James, you know all of that porn will liquify your brain cells, right?”
“Yeah, so! I don’t tell you how to live your life!”
“Hey James, lets get inside before the Vocaloid Concert Begins!”
“MmmmMMMmmmMMMMmmK.”
“Will you get your damn nose out of that porn, the concert starts in like five minutes!”
We made it inside, the whole arena was pitch black. The only things I could use to navigate by were the glow sticks James and I bought at the vender before. We eased ourselves down the stairs and into our seats.
“OOOOK LADIES AND GENTALMEN, HERE THEY ARE! THE VOCALOIDS!!!” FIRST UP, WE HAVE EVERYONE'S FAVORITE DIGITAL DIVA HATSUNE MIKU!!!” I could not even hear my voice over the sound over the audience' screams. Then, on the screen in front of me, an angel appeared.
“Domo Arigato!” More screaming erupted. Hatsune Miku has ankle long azure hair, styled in two even pigtails. Her crisp blue eyes evenly tone with her hair. She wore two red Hair bands to tie back her pigtails. The clothes that she wore were her usual gettup: an azure tie that matched her hair, A cute school girl uniform with blue trim, and long black arm warmers. On her perfect legs, she had black knee-highs with blue-lined leather boots. I also couldn't help but notice that as she sang, her stripped blue and white panties became visible with every shake of her hips. This was the epitome of perfect.
Her singing touched my heart, even though I could not even understand Japanese. The lyrics rang through my soul and blew through my heart like dynamite. I saw a tear escape her eye. That is where I knew: She is not just a hologram.
The sharply dressed Announcer came up on stage shortly after the show ended. I was still shaken from the way Miku sang, and worse when I saw the realistic tear fall from her eyes.“Ok all VIPs come this way now!” I quickly followed the mob towards the back room, James soon followed. The VIP experience turned out to be nothing more than a tour of how the show was run. They showed us everything from how they did the music to meeting the band, but the never mentioned Miku. Whenever I brought the subject up one of the cosplaying tour guides just said said: Hatsune Miku is our first virtual diva!” Then they gave me a speech about how the hologram system works. When ever I mentioned the tear drop, they claimed I was just imagining it. The tour guide lady, apparently dressed like someone from sailor moon, said: “Being too close to the strobe lights could cause hallucinations to young college boys.”
“I know what I saw James!”
“Duuude it was part of the show, give it up!” I am so mad at him right now.
Then I hear a sharp slamming noise, like a metal door. A Strange man in a business suit with white hair, red eyes, an evil grin came out of the building before me.
“Dude that costume is so badass!” I glare at James. Something tells me this was not a costume.
“So you believe that Hatsune Miku is real, eh?”
“Yes, I do!” I Replied.
“Well, let me show you the real backstage. Would you like to meet Miku?” My heart skipped a beat. “Would I!”
“Come with me.” The White man lead us back to the stage, to the screen that Miku was projected on.
“Well, here we are. Best go in before they remove the portal.”
“Excuse me kind sir, did you say portal” James spoke up with curiosity.
“Yes. This is the portal to the Anime world. Are you familiar with Parallel Universes? Do you think that the Japanese had such creativity? They don't. They drew what they came in contact with. The Animated Sapiens, Or Anime as we know them, existed as long as the Homeo Sapiens. We just recently discovered them. Or have we always known them?” He let out a slight chuckle.
“Get to the point old man!” My patience dwindled.
“Aren't we the kind old boy? Fine, you need to give the portal an offering of blood, then touch it, close your eyes, and push through. I will help!” The white haired man grabbed my hand, pulled out a knife, and sliced a small gash into my palm.
“OWWWW YOU SON OF A---” The white haired man then placed my hand onto Miku's screen. It started to glow a bright red. Then I started to get sucked in. All went black after that, and all I could hear was James yelling “KIRBY IM COMING IN TOO!!! OW MY THUMB!”