A Race in Rehersal [VY2 Yuuma]

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[/color] He told himself confidently. It sounded easy, and others have done it before, so why couldn't he? He took a drink from a water bottle that also sat on the bench before going back to practice those steps. It was a hot summer day, and the practice room didn't have the best airflow. In other words, YOHIOloid had been practicing in a hot stuffy room.

He stood back in the middle of the room, eye to eye with his reflection. Placing his headphones back on, he soon was completely occupied with the music, making sure he followed the steps down to the letter. He became unaware of the empty space around him as he preformed to the mirror.[/style]

[/b] VY2 Yuuma COUNT 313 NOTES Tada~[/style]

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VY2 Yuuma

<sub>Yuuma slipped out of the door of the Vocaloid Mansion, slipping a black cap on the top of his head just as he stepped out. Today was a day that he was going to dedicate to practice, as he felt that a bit of practice was desperately needed. So today he was going to drill himself with dancing, as well as singing. Normally he wasn't very much of a dancer, though he could do some basic moves. Yuuma figured that maybe today would be a pretty good day to start with improving on it. So off he was, hands in his pink sweatshirt that he quickly grabbed this morning. As of today, Yuuma wasn't dressed up as nicely as he normally was known to dress, just simply wearing a pink sweatshirt with a dark green shirt on tightly underneath. He wore black pants that looked much like his usual pants, except they didn't have any special design along the sides, and didn't flare as much. On his feet were a pair of pink and black sneakers, and as he normally liked to, he had on a black cap that looked like a winter cap, but he claimed it not to be. As if he would be that cheap....

The pink haired teen-aged boy started making his way to the practice area, and after about ten minutes of meandering about, he came in front of the practice stage building. Figuring that no one was around the area, as soon as Yuuma stepped in, he started humming a song, swinging his pink and black bag around in the air. At first he wasn't really sure what he was humming, but soon he remembered by the sounds that he was making. It was the song "Two Breaths Walking" Not a song by the Vocaloids themselves, but a favorite of his.

"kore wa boku no shinka no katei no ichipeejime desu."


Yuuma could practically hear the guitar playing in the air around him, and considering he figured no one else was around, Yuuma was jamming out to the music inside his head, pretending to play an air guitar. It was a bit ridiculous for him, but often times Yuuma liked to dream that he was able to go up and play the guitar, as that was an instrument he was very good at playing. But he rarely ever got the chance to go up and perform, and it was always him singing a few songs. And always the same ones too.... Dreaming of being able to do as he wished, in his mind he was on a stage, singing to the song and playing the guitar.

dakishimetai kara nihon ashi de aruku
hitori ja sabishii kara kimi to ikisuru yo

"nee mama, boku suki na hito ga dekitanda."
"omedetou"

He sung out loud to absolutely no music, his eyes shut so that he wasn't paying much attention to anything around him. Yuuma hadn't a clue that Yohio was just in the same space as him, and could pretty easily hear him, and could also watch him. Boy would he be embarrassed in a few minutes.....</sub>