Note; this is my first attempt at a Rin/Len fanfic. I wouldn't call it a lemon exactly, but it uses some... Adult references. If you've clicked into this, you've no doubt realised the error in the title. And if you've read the tags, you'll know somewhat why. There WILL be more chapters! This is meant to be an origin story (somewhat), and again, it's my first attempt so.. If you like it, review, rate, whatever. Love you all, readers.

"Hurry up, Ren! You're going to be late for your first audition!"

"Shut up Len! I know I'm gonna be late. I gotta finish my make-up yet!"

"Ren, I'll never understand you, you know that?" My twin brother stood at the doorway, wearing his dress clothes. Arms folded, mouth stretched out into a thin line, his bright blue eyes seemingly judging my every move.

"Oh please. You know I've been wanting to do this since grade four." I huffed at him, before applying blush on my cheeks and looking at my reflection in the mirror. It wasn't perfect, but it was pretty close. I could pass for a girl, if they didn't stare too hard at me. And holy damn was I cute.

I flicked my hair out of my face, picking up the make-up pencil and drawing my eyebrows on, taking a painstakingly long while to piss off my brother.

"Ren, you know," he started, shifting himself from the door frame and sitting on my chair, twirling around on it idly. "For a twin brother, you sure know how to put on make-up."

I didn't bother to dignify him with a response as I threw the foundation tube at him, staring daggers at him through the mirror. "Hey! What was that for?"

I rolled my eyes, turning around and leaning on the bench, pushing out my pseudo-breasts, in turn pulling up my shirt and exposing my belly. "Well which one of us goes for bananas, hmm Len?"

I turned around to see his reaction, before catching the foundation he threw back at me, turning around and leaning forward, applying my eyeshadow and ignoring the exclamation of shock he gave me. "I honestly don't see why you love them so much. Everybody knows that oranges are where it's at." I put down the eye-shadow, not even noticing him stand up behind me, holding my hips as I stood up.

"Well.. Which one of us loves bananas more, hm?" He asked, purring into my neck as I tried not to blush.

"Sh-Shut up! Loser!" I struggled against him, falling against my chair and picking up my headband, adjusting my hair and placing in stop my head. "Whatever, I'm fine to go now, are you?" I received a nod in response. My eyes followed his body as he moved over to his bedside cabinet, pulling out his phone and pocketing it, throwing mine to me.

"Come on Len. We've got all of eight minutes before we're officially late." He exited the room, turning off the light as he left with me following closely behind.

I had always been the more feminine of us; whereas Len had preferred action figures and video-games, I had preferred hiding my parent's makeup and.. Well, video-games, yes. You can't beat video-games. My voice has always been slightly higher than Len's, which makes for some incredible duets.

We had always been inseparable, Len and I. Coming from the same egg tends to have that effect, but it was more than that. He was my best friend, my twin brother, as I was to him. Although I wouldn't be for long.

I had discussed with my parents the possibility of me becoming a transgender when I was only eight. They told me, and I quote, "Only if you're sure, and only when you're past sixteen." They didn't make any comment about crossdressing (not that I imagine they would), and I've been allowed to slip in a few female hormones, but I vowed to myself that I would be known to the world when I entered highschool as Rin Kagamine , rather than being known as Ren Kagamine. So far, it's been a success. Somehow, even at the age of fourteen, I've gotten the numbers of guys ranging from eleven to nineteen. It's thrilling, really, knowing that so many people are attracted to me, knowing that I'm attractive to all these men. Who knows, maybe some of them imagine a little more than they should when they should be sleeping.

Not that I'm complaining, far from it.

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"Sorry we're late, sir!" My brother cried out as he burst through the doors, panting for breath with me beside him, laughing through my own short, rugged breaths and looking up at the wall-mounted analog clock. 9:16. I flashed a look at Len, who was staring at the clock, same as I.

"That's perfectly fine, err.. Len." A deep baritone voice assured him. My eyes focused on the source; two men and one woman. Oh, so there's more than one, I thought to myself, before standing up straight and straightening out my clothes, noticing Len doing the same. "Oh, and you must be Rin, young lady?" Asked the same deep voice; belonging to the one in the middle, as it turned out. A ruggedly handsome man, with greased hair and a tuxedo. He looked Italian, or maybe French. Either way, he spoke Japanese really well.

"Yes sir," I chimed, adjusting my hair ever-so-slightly. "Again, sorry we're late. Last-minute make-up adjustments, you see."

The woman nodded to herself, looking at the other two and smiling softly. She looked European, with bright green eyes matching her dyed hair, or was it the other way around? "Eet does not matter, ja?"

Ok, so Swedish. Easy mistake.

"Kagamine, Rin and Len. You two are, how old?" Asked the man in the middle, looking down at the notes in front of him. Compared to the other two, this man was.. Normal. Average. He was like that guy at the local supermarket. He probably was. Black combed hair, bright white teeth, and his skin a fabulous brown tint.

"Uhh.. Fourteen, sir." My brother piped up, before hugging me tightly. "We're twins."

The Italian looked at me, frowning slightly as if trying to work something out, before Mister Average Joe spoke to us again.

"Well, I'm Chikara. This here is Bruno, and to my left is Astrid. Influence, defense and beauty, respectively. Tell me, Len, what do your names mean?"

Len frowned slightly in concentration, giving me an opportunity to pipe up. "You know how headphones have, like, left and right?"

Bruno deadpanned at me.

"Well, they're usually shortened to L and R. Len and Rin. Right?"

".. That's not exactly what we were aski-"

"I lurve it, ja? Like.. Yes!" Astrid cut off Chikara, prompting a shrug from the two males. "It's su fittang, cos, like, awdition and music? I like!"

Len just stared at me, his jaw practically reaching the floor, mouthing to me "where'd that come from?", eliciting a shrug from me.

"Ahem," Bruno spoke up. "Indeed, the audition. Now, you two are going for the part of..?"

Len put up his hand, opening his mouth at the same time. "I'm going for the part of Oliver Twist, sir." He smiled proudly as he watched the three jot down notes in their pads. Astrid looked up at me, circling her hand, finding the words. "You, Rin? Your part?"

I blushed lightly, poking my index fingers together nervously. Len and I had hidden our audition parts from one another, so I didn't know what he was going to pick, and he didn't know what I was going for.

"Uhh.. Oliver's girlfriend..." Astrid looked at me doubtfully, and Len looked at me with a "what the fuck bro" look on his face while the three whispered among themselves. It was the only part I knew the lines for, and knowing Len, I could count on him not giving up the main lead.

Chikara spoke to us, looking at me with a slight stare. "Len.. You're fine with this? And Rin?"

I nodded immediately, looking over to Len as he sighed, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

I was somewhat surprised when he said yes, and so were the auditioners, apparently. They murmured to each other quietly, and I felt my blush deepen.

"Ok.. From the meeting scene." Bruno called out. Len rose a hand.

"Actually, sirs. And Madame," he added hastily. "Since this is a musical.. Could we do the scene where we actually music?"

I nodded in agreeance, and Chikara shrugged. "Be my guest."

Len sighed nervously, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves and get into character. I followed suit, before crossing my arms behind my back shyly, waiting for him to make the first move.

"Stacey! Is that really you?" Len gasped, leaping over to me and clasping my hands in his. "Oh, after all this time..!" He held my hands up to his chest, smiling encouragingly.

"Good luck, sis," he whispered. I gave a soft nod in response, grinning widely and turning to what little audience we had, my voice vibrating in the warm air as it took a melodious tone.

A/N: There WILL be more chapters up soon guys! Please leave reviews and stuff, because... I need criticism. Make it happen D: