Chapter 1: Rainy Days

Oh my god. What did I do? Well, I hope you enjoy this short chapter? Heh. I probably won't update much since school is starting on Friday for me. BLAH. Also, do not ask where I got the title. I repeat, do not.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vocaloid. And this plot was inspired by marathoning Kimi ni Todoke and watching random television shows. Beware.

Chapter 1: Rainy Days

"Ehh? Class 1-A's Kagamine Rin? Really? I always knew she was strange!"

"Yeah," a voice replied nervously. "And… did you hear? Hiyama accidentally touched a spot where she had put her hand on and it was cold! He even –bravely- sat at her desk and he tripped everywhere he went! Even on air!"

A gasp erupted from the other voice's throat. "Oh, and I heard that when she tried to make a deal with the devil to bring back one of her family members… She gained the ability to see ghosts in exchange for her voice!"

"I knew she had supernatural powers! And rumor has it that looking directly into her eyes can turn you into stone! She's like Medusa!"

"And if you touched her, you can get bad luck for seven years!" a voice winced at the horrible thought.

"Ah… I'm scared now. We shouldn't approach her…"

Len P.O.V.

Class 1-A: possibly the most intimate class you have ever seen. Everyone is so close and friendly with each other, since most of us came from the same middle school. Although there are still those groups and cliques that exist within our classroom, we resemble a happy family. We all have each other's backs, and that bond between us is what keeps me from blowing my head off from stressing over homework and tests. Heh. But, there was one exception to this "friendly" air that lingered over our class…

Through my peripheral vision, I watched her take her time in gathering her textbooks in the dappled corner of the room. Her shady, cerulean eyes were downcast and didn't dare to look up at the few students who stayed back after school. Her blonde bangs concealed the majority of her face except for her right eye.

I pursed my lips and swiveled my head to glance at the fading, small amount of sunlight that kissed the thin film of the glass windows. A few puffy, gray swirls of vanilla roamed the sky freely, hindering the image of the withering sky. A stream of shadows enveloped the corners of the room as the sky began its daily submission to the darkness.

"Ah, see you tomorrow, Kagamine!" I grinned cheerily as she hoisted herself up to leave the nearly empty classroom.

A gloomy shadow overlapped her face once those words left my lips and her gaze remained adamantly on her feet as she silently exited the room, her footsteps light and graceful. Even the sound of the door sliding was faint and indistinct.

I sighed hopelessly. Ignored once again. I guess I should've expected it. What was I hoping for her to do, anyways? Finally speak after five years of silence? Len Kagamine, do not think so highly of yourself. You never even talked to the girl before that thing happened to her anyways. Well, it's not like I knew what could have caused her to stop speaking. Or was it that she couldn't speak? Jeez, this is so confusing.

My nosy, blue-haired, ice cream freak of a friend called from the front of the classroom with a cautious, fearful voice," Len! What if she looked into your eyes?! You would have turned into stone. Boy, you're so reckless. That girl can curse you! Do you really want seven years of bad luck?!"

I smiled uncertainly, "Do you really believe those dumb rumors? And I thought that seven years thing was for mirr- Ergh, never mind. Maybe she's just shy. Either way, I wish I could hear her voice."

Kaito shook his head disapprovingly and wagged his finger, "That's impossible. C'mon lover boy, just get on with your life and leave the girl alone. She's made deals with devils after all."

"I don't wanna," I replied stubbornly, ignoring his talk of those stupid rumors and folding my arms across my chest defensively.

"Whatever. Don't say I didn't warn you," Kaito dismissed the subject, knowing how stubborn I could be. "Oh, I almost forgot! Len, let's have the sports festival after-party at that karaoke place! Hiyama and the others are already pumped for it!" He slammed his hands on the desk for dramatic effect.

I raised my eyebrow and couldn't hide the haughty smirk on my face as I pestered, "Ehh? The sports festival's a month from now. Someone's excited to see Meiko in her bloomer. Or… maybe our fellow seniors? Ah, you perv."

Remaining fixed to my seat, I shifted my weight to my palms and watched, amused, as Kaito's face turned a deep shade of scarlet. He exclaimed shamefully, "I-I'm not a perv! I-I want to get this festival over with! And there's no way I want to see a girl who physically abuses me every day." With an almost incoherent mumble, he added, "Besides, I've seen her in one countless times before."

"Well, what do you expect from your childhood friend who also happens to be on the track team?" I inquired rhetorically.

Miku popped her head in through the door, her unbelievably long teal pigtails the first thing I saw. She smiled and waved giddily, "Bye Len! Bye Kaito! See you guys tomorrow! I'm turning in for the day!"

"See ya," Kaito sweatdropped, apparently startled by her sudden appearance.

"Bye, Miku!" I called back with a wide grin.

At that moment, Luka and Gumi peered in through the door, too. They said their goodbyes to me, completely ignoring Kaito's presence in the classroom. After they left, Kaito muttered colorful words under his breath, disoriented by their lack of attention towards him. I laughed, pitying him.

The vehement vibration of my phone in my right pocket disconcerted me for a few seconds. I shuddered and drew out my smartphone. Grinning once my fingers delicately traced the sunny golden banana case, I checked my texts with a few dainty taps here and there.

Sender: Lenka

Lenny~ Come home soon. Weather channel says it's gonna rain in a bit. Heheh. I forgot to tell you to bring your umbrella in the morning. OTL It's your fault if you get sick though ewe. Stupid big bro.

I chuckled quietly to myself after reading her text. After I finished typing up a short reply, I tapped the 'send' button on the screen and smiled.

Recipient: Lenka

Ohk haha. Coulda texted me sooner orz! See u soon sis.

Locking my phone, I nodded slightly and with a merry laugh, added, "It's been fun, Kaito, but I better run. Lenka said it'll rain soon. I didn't bring an umbrella."

"Okay, then. Leave me all alone to face the wrath of Meiko. Just because she has practice doesn't mean I have to wait for her…" my pitiful friend muttered. "And your cheeriness is annoying me. Go away. Leave your best friend then."

After that, he began mumbling to himself, apparently depressed. I stifled a laugh, for some reason not wanting to discourage his behavior. Grabbing my school bag and slinging it over my shoulder, I treaded towards the door with flimsy footsteps and a roll of my eyes at his overdramatic feats.

"Bye, see you tomorrow! Tell Meiko I said bye!" I smiled joyously and slid the door open.

"I will! Bye-bye!" I heard Kaito holler before I sealed the door and hastily sprinted down the spacious hallway.

There is no way I am getting caught in the rain today. As I ran down the steps in an almost cautious manner, I panted and attempted to control my breathing. The ceiling lights flickered on as I passed. Finally, the stairs had diminished. I trudged my way to the entrance with sharp, shallow breaths.

Once I exited, almost immediately, I felt my heart sink as I peered at the tar-blackened sky. Wind whispered in the air as an intense sheet of rain drizzled over the building. Large pillows of grim clouds mixed and blotted out the sun's golden rays. The setting sky was dark and vengeful, as if a curse had been cast upon the area. A thick wall of water pelted in diagonal lines and splattered onto my bare skin and uniform. A blurred, whirring noise resonated from the clouds as I eyed the gates and quickened my pace. My shoes splashed the puddles on the soppy, muddy ground as the dirt clung to my pants. The clouds coughed out more beady drops and attacked my running figure. I struggled to protect my bag filled with important schoolwork. Angry blobs of moisture ran down my face as I cursed inwardly for not bringing an umbrella.

My pace slackened as I recognized another figure strolling lifelessly in the shrieking weather, a thin outline of ghostly white encircling her body. The frenzied wind whipped her around as her body obeyed every hit, limping to the side.

I ran towards her without any hesitation, my feet slogging alongside the flapping puddles of murky water. Once directly behind her, I gulped and matched our paces. The moment she sensed me from behind, her quivering body tensed and her limbs gave the impression of being metallic and robotic as she walked.

"I guess we're both unlucky then!" I beamed in another futile attempt to befriend her. My chirpy voice was slightly muffled from the violent pounding of water that assaulted everything in its path.

Surprisingly, she nodded slowly in acknowledgment. I couldn't help but gape as she pivoted around and revealed herself to me. Her flaxen strands of hair bunched together and glimmering drops of water dribbled onto her face. Downcast eyes were secured firmly at her feet. She didn't fidget in place, rather, she stood tall and still, aside from her bowed head. Her school uniform was sodden and heavy; especially her dense blazer.

I smiled kindly, overcoming my initial surprise. "You know, I don't believe in those rumo- Ah! Kagamine!"

I was cut off by the sound of her feet attacking the wet concrete, the already familiar splattering sound ringing in my ears. I completely ignored the drops of missiles that launched at my shivering body and spread out onto my bare flesh. As I watched her run away, I sighed in defeat. Well, whatever. I'll try again tomorrow.

I grinned, realizing she left me standing dumbstruck in the rain. It was just like a scene in a clichéd romance movie. All joking aside, Rin Kagamine, I am determined to make you a significant part of class 1-A!

Rin P.O.V.

I clenched the rusted, soaked chains of the swing tighter and propelled myself forward with a kick of my legs. Evaporating puddles sat below me as the soil sucked on the liquid. The sky had already fallen, in the sun's place a crescent-shaped, golden moon.

The creaking sound of the chains broke the silence that bathed the empty park. Eyeing the wooden picnic tables, I could make out splinters in the coarse wood and nails protruding from each corner.

This park was special to me, since it reminded me of the one back in my hometown where she-

I stopped thinking about it. I refuse to think about that. I have to forget. I have to- I bit back tears that threatened to spill over my eyes, replicating the raindrops that had trickled down earlier afternoon.

My eyes darkened as I watched my thin shadow sway to and fro on my left. My hair was damp and moist, water droplets occasionally dripping on my lap. My school uniform was still drenched and heavy with the rain that clung stubbornly onto the fabric.

I bit my lip and scratched at my throat. I-I was so close to blowing it with the other Kagamine earlier. I messed up. Why did I even acknowledge him? I made a vow to myself, and I don't plan on breaking it any time soon. Preferably, ever. I'm not letting it happen again. There's no way I'm messing this all up. I'm never hurting anyone again!

Before I realized it, the tears had already fallen. Fat, round tears expelled from my puffy eyes. I choked back childish sobs and covered my mouth with my palms to shut myself up. I wallowed in my pained moans and clawed more at my throat and face, a streak of stinging red following each scratch. As I sobbed uncontrollably, I couldn't stop thinking about the past. Broken flashbacks tormented my thoughts, and vivid images of her haunted me.

I felt the most compelling urge to scream in distress as I punched the chain holding the swing together. I punched and punched to relieve the pain that tortured my mind, to keep my thoughts off of the lacerating events of five years ago. I pulled at the flesh of my throat and released a strangled cry.

It was a cry for help. A cry of guilt and pain that had been trapped in me for five years.

Why did I do that to you?

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Also, this whole story will be alternating between Len and Rin POVs. Yup.

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