A/N: Kerii-tan: Yeesh. I know it's been a while guys, (like, two weeks you horrible person DD:)
and I've been working on this for quite some time.
It's the sequel to Kind Smiles and Hipster Shades, but this is revolving around Rin and Len.
It's basically just the same scenario, only a different...mood, I guess.
Also, if you haven't read that anyways, you should go read it. (If you like yaoi and MikuoxLen.)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Vocaloid.
Dedicated to: hamxham (cuz this is the sequel to her original b-day present?)
Warning: You might get annoyed at Rin and Len.
Fake Smiles and Fogged Glasses; part one.
Two weeks have passed since Mikuo and Len got together.
It was midwinter, and the temperature was freezing, despite the fact the sun was shining brightly overhead. Currently, it was the end of a long school day, and the twins, Rin and Len, were walking home, shivering from the cold.
The pair was oddly quiet, but only because the cold was so bitter; the two were so focused on keeping themselves warm.
"S-so how's it goin' with y-you and M-M-Mikuo?" Rin asked, her teeth chattering as she stuck her hands farther into her coat pockets, and Len looked over at Rin, his teeth chattering just as hers were.
"F-fine!" He attempted a smile and blushed, (even though his cheeks were already rosy from the cold,) and looked down at the ground, walking along. "We're r-really happy, I think."
Rin grinned at her brother happily and faced ahead. "Well, that's good. I'm glad~"
"Yeah, me too…" Len smiled into his scarf and hugged it tighter around him. "Mikuo-kun couldn't walk home with us today, though, because he had something to do back at school."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah."
"Mm."
The two walked in silence for a bit longer, the cold seeming a bit more noticeable, and Rin bit her lip, trying to fight the cold. Len, on the other hand, was warm; accompanied by his happy thoughts.
"Damn. It's so cold…" Rin muttered quietly under her breath, hoping Len couldn't hear her, but despite that, he had heard her anyways.
"It is, isn't it?" He said, looking over at Rin, and she glanced over, observing his curious expression, rosy pink cheeks, and his cute posture.
Thoughts passed through Rin's head that mostly involved how her dear twin has changed since the past two weeks—more caring, happy, and possibly a bit less…flustered all the time.
It was like he was so busy being happy with Mikuo, that he had no time to be constantly embarrassed by his sister; as if…he was becoming distant, almost?
Rin twitched and turned back to the space in front of her, making at face at the ground.
She was certainly not jealous.
Rin knew what Len and Mikuo would do when they were alone.
She knew exactly what they were doing, and not because they were loud or anything, but because…
She still had that same connection, that same twin connection; something that she and Len had shared all their lives. Something which told the other—through the mind, heart, or soul—that either one was happy, mad, sad, in trouble; it was a thin line that connected them infinitely and eternally, and no matter what, they would always know what the other was feeling.
But Rin felt that Len had possibly forgotten about that little connection they shared.
"…" She sat in silence as she leaned against the headboard of her and Len's bed, listening to her twin and Mikuo talk in the room directly next to hers. Bending her knees up to her chin, she sighed, folding her arms around her legs.
She sat there, listening, listening, listening, for minutes, and what seemed to be hours.
She didn't move.
How come I feel so like, emo? She thought to herself, groaning into her arms. Ugh.
Suddenly, she heard thumps. Small noises. Creaks.
Again, she knew what exactly was going on.
But she didn't do anything, nothing to stop or interfere, preventing whatever her dear brother desired.
She only sat there, sighing constantly, and wallowing in her envy, sadness, and her own desire.
Rin had gotten glasses.
Not nerd-like glasses, not the dork-like glasses she gave Len, and not those thin-rimmed glasses.
Just plain old glasses. Old-looking and plain. That's all it was.
She placed them on her face carefully, and observed herself in the mirror. She grinned, thinking she might be able to pull them off, and decided to stay positive about everything for the day. She grabbed her books and bag and headed for the door, expecting to see Len on the way, but he was nowhere to be seen. Rin looked down the hallway but saw nothing and heard nothing, but felt something.
She shrugged it off and left the house.
By the time she got to the school, her glasses were wet; fogged from the condensation, so she had to take them off and wipe them. As she was doing so, the bell to the first class rung, and students started scattering off to their classes.
"Ah—dang it…!" Rin muttered; frantically putting her glasses back on and hurrying to her class, past the students who were skipping and the teachers who scolded those who weren't in class yet. Rin turned the corners sharply, her shoes clacking against the hard floor tiles, and by the time she got to her classroom she had barely made it.
Panting, she entered the room and looked around, noticing that not even the teacher was in the room, leaving the class to do nothing but socialize among friends, sitting on desks and texting with their cell phones. She searched the area for a specific boy, and surely enough, he was sitting at the desk closet to the window, but also the heater, talking to his boyfriend, who had taken the seat next to him.
"Len…" she whispered under her breath and frowned angrily, strutting over to his desk.
"Mikuo-kun, that doesn't make any sense!" Len laughed, bending forward, and Mikuo nodded in consideration.
"True, at first, but—" He began to say, but at the moment, Rin slammed her hands on the desk, making Len jump and make something of a squeak.
"A-ah, Rin?" Len blinked in surprise and Rin forced a smile.
"Hello, Len."
"Um, h-hi?"
"Hi, Rin-san," Mikuo greeted cheerfully, but Rin shot him a slightly dirty look which would make anyone cower.
"Len, why did you leave without me this morning?" she asked, still attempting a smile, and Len flinched in surprise, once again.
"O-oh, um, that is…" He stuttered, looking down, and Mikuo cut in, waving his hand in an apologizing manner.
"I'm very sorry, Rin-san, I told Len to meet me early at school today. Don't blame him for anything." Mikuo smiled apologetically while Len got all flustered by his kindness. Rin, on the other hand, narrowed her eyes at Mikuo.
"…I see." And with that, she flipped around and started to walk away.
Len and Mikuo watched her walk off to group of girls, and Len called out,
"U-um, nice glasses, Rin!"
Rin paused, several feet from one of the groups, turned her head in his direction, but then continued walking.
Len frowned and looked up at Mikuo in confusion. As if he could read Len's expression, he shrugged, meaning, he didn't know what was up with Rin either.
-FAKE SMILES AND FOGGED GLASSES; PART ONE: END-
A/N: Kerii-tan: Sorry if the end seems sort of abrupt. It's just because the next part
is from Len's point of view and I decided to split this up into two parts.
So this will be a two-shot, I suppose? I'm working on the second part right now,
so sit tight and it'll be up soon.
Also, a few others things I'd like to mention... I'm sorry I haven't updated ANYTHING
for the past few weeks; I'm working on Hating the Guy that Loves You right now, too,
but as for Fanmail...well, I'm trying my best to get to that.
Somehow, I feel that Hating the Guy that Loves You is more important.
Also, I'm gonna' be putting it off for Rin and Len's birthday oneshot/twoshot.
That's right. I'm writing something for their birthday. Wish me luck.
Reviews are nice and appreciated.