A Tragic Elopement - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Night shrouded the ducal manor. In the silent corridors, only the music from the distant banquet hall remained. It was a piece played for a betrothal. Tomorrow, Lady Megurine Luka, the duke's daughter, would set out for the neighboring kingdom. She was to marry the neighboring kingdom's prince. Everyone said it would be a perfect marriage. An alliance between two nations, honor for the family, a royal promise. Only Luka herself knew that she had never looked forward to that wedding. She sat by the window of her chamber, still wearing the gown from tonight's banquet. Her pink hair hung over her shoulders, and her blue eyes gazed out the window. The courtyard outside was pitch black. Yet she seemed to still see that person's figure. Kamui Gakupo. The young Duke Kamui. The one she had known since childhood. He always stood quietly outside the crowd. Before everyone, he was composed and restrained, even somewhat difficult to approach. But only Luka knew. When those purple eyes looked at her, they were never cold. They held a tenderness bordering on obsession. Once, she had asked him. "Gakupo, what if one day I have to marry someone else?" Back then, Gakupo had only looked at her. After a long while, he answered softly. "Then I will find a way to make you stay." She had thought it was only a joke at the time. Only now did she understand. He had never been joking. BOOM! A tremendous noise suddenly came from far away. Luka sprang to her feet. The music from the banquet had stopped. Immediately after, chaotic footsteps sounded outside. Someone was screaming. Someone was shouting Duke Kamui's name. Luka's face instantly turned pale. "No..." She went to the door, but did not dare to open it. The sounds outside drew closer and closer. She faintly heard the guards shouting, and the clash of weapons. Then, all at once, everything fell quiet. Terrifyingly quiet. Footsteps came from outside the door. One step. Then another. Steady and slow. At last they stopped before her door. Luka's breathing nearly stopped. The door was pushed open. Moonlight fell from the corridor into the room. That familiar figure stood in the doorway. Kamui Gakupo. His long hair was slightly disheveled, and his clothes were stained with a little blood. Those purple eyes were still calm. As though everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him. Luka looked at him, her voice trembling. "...Gakupo." He did not answer. He simply walked toward her, step by step. Luka instinctively backed away. "What have you done?" "I came to take you away." His voice was very soft. "Right now." "But..." "No buts." Gakupo stopped in front of her. He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek. The gesture was as tender as ever. So tender that Luka almost wanted to cry. "The wedding will not take place." Luka stared at him in a daze. "You... how many people did you kill?" Gakupo was silent for a moment. "Those who stood in my way." "That isn't my problem." "I know." His fingers lightly brushed the corner of her eye. "That's why I won't let you see it." Luka's tears finally fell. She wanted to embrace him. She truly did. If she only reached out her hand now, she could leave this place. Leave this ducal manor that suffocated her. Leave that marriage she had never looked forward to. Be with Gakupo. Go anywhere. As long as the two of them were together. But... She saw the blood on his clothes. She saw the deathly silent corridor beyond the door. Suddenly she was afraid. Not afraid of Gakupo. Afraid of losing him. "Come with me." Gakupo held out his hand. "Let's leave this place." Luka looked at that hand. Her fingers trembled slightly. If she only took it. Everything would be over. But she also knew that this could not simply end here. Gakupo had killed so many people. The kingdom would not let him go. The neighboring kingdom would not let him go either. If they fled... What awaited Gakupo might be nothing but pursuit. Even execution. Luka's tears fell without pause. "Gakupo..." "Mm." "You'll be executed." There was not the slightest wavering in his eyes. "So what?" Luka shook her head fiercely. "I don't want that." "Then come with me." "No!" For the first time, she pushed him away with such force. Gakupo's body stiffened slightly. Luka herself was stunned. Her hand still rested against his chest. What she had wanted most was to grab hold of his collar. What she had wanted to say was: take me with you. But when the real moment came, all she could do was push him away. "You can't stay..." She said through her tears. "If you take me away, they'll kill you." Gakupo looked at her. For a long time he said nothing. His gaze fell on her trembling hand. Then, suddenly, he smiled. Not a mocking smile. But a smile that made one's heart ache. "So that's what you were afraid of." Luka bit her lip. "I'm afraid of you dying." "Then all the more reason to come with me." "But I don't want to watch you die because of me!" She finally cried it out. The room fell into silence once more. Gakupo slowly moved closer. Luka instinctively retreated. Until her back met the bedpost. He stopped before her. He did not force her again. He only looked down at her. "Luka." "...Mm." "If I am truly going to die." His voice was low and gentle. "Then at the very least, I hope the last person I see is you." Luka's tears slid down again. She shook her head hard. "Don't say such things..." "Why not?" "Because I'll want to go with you." She finally admitted it. Her voice was so small it was almost inaudible. Something flickered in Gakupo's eyes. Luka closed her eyes. "I want so much to go with you." "I want to leave this place." "I want to go with you somewhere no one knows us." "But... I'm even more afraid of waking up one day to find that you're already dead." She slowly opened her eyes. Those blue eyes were brimming with tears. "That's why... I have to push you away." Gakupo was silent for a very long time. At last, he raised his hand, but did not touch her. It simply hovered in midair. As though, for the first time, he did not know how to approach the person he cherished most. "You are cruel." Luka was stunned. "You clearly want to come with me, yet you insist on pushing me away." His voice was still gentle. But beneath that gentleness lay an unsettling obsession. "But, Luka." He bent down to meet her at eye level. "I no longer have a way back." Luka's heart sank sharply. Gakupo took her hand. This time, she did not push him away. She only looked at him, weeping. And outside the window, the sounds of pursuers were already coming from afar. They did not have much time left. Gakupo looked at her and asked softly: "One last time." "Will you come with me?" Luka opened her mouth. But she never spoke the answer. She clearly wanted to say "yes." Yet all she could do was hold his hand tightly. Because she knew... The moment she said that word. There would be no possibility of turning back for her and Gakupo's lives.