A/N: Okay, so lately I've been wanting to do some drabbles, and decided 'Hey, why not make it into a series of songfics?' So, that's what I'm doing. I do not own any of the Vocaloid software (though I want to ) and I do not own any of the songs in this story, unless otherwise noted. So, without further ado, here's:

Vanilla Twilight by Owl City
Featuring: Kagamine Rin and Kagamine Len


The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake and miss you,
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere...

Kagamine Rin groaned, rolling almost violently onto her stomach. With a growl of frustration, she lifted her pillow and flipped it, resting her head on the slightly cooler surface.

She was 19, blonde haired, blue eyed, and stood all of five feet and two inches. She was currently wearing a thin white tank top and a pair of Len's boxers, which were white with bright bananas dotted over them.

She'd moved away from home just last month, and had gotten hardly any sleep since then. Every time she tried, her mind drifted to her twin, and she found herself wide awake.

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me,
I'd send a postcard to you dear...

Len sighed, rolling out of bed. He was just slightly taller than his twin at five-four, and he wore a pair of orange-dotted sleep pants that his sister had forgotten, which suited him just fine. Something to remember her by. Unlike his twin, he managed to sleep three or four hours every night, but he always woke up feeling alone without her cuddled against him.

He walked over to his desk and sighed. There was a letter there, four pages, much too long for the simple thought he had been trying to convey

'Cause I wish you were here...
I'll watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly...

They were both staring out there windows, watching as the sky lightened. They'd often stayed up all night, whispering to each other in voices low enough not to wake the rest of the family.

With a sigh, Len turned back to the letter and started writing. With a sigh, Rin started getting dressed to go for a jog.

The silence isn't so bad,
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly...

Their hands had always been occupied, to the point where Len had basically become a lefty. Sure, they got funny looks whenever they went out, but who cared? They had been happy.

I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone...

Len was deep in the letter again; he'd hardly left his room since Rin had left. Rin shivered as she stepped into the crisp, late Autumn air without a jacket.

They had always been up early around the time that winter started. They would make hot cocoa for the rest of the house.

But drenched in Vanilla Twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought becuse,
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

Len had originally just sat outside all the time, swinging on his and Rin's favorite spot; then he'd given up on it. Rin slowed a bit as she passed by a small house with a happy-looking young couple sitting on the porch, holding each other.

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes grow brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,

Len sighed, brushing the letter off to the side and grabbing a fresh piece of paper. Rin quietly walked up the path towards the couple, who watched her curiously.

Oh if my voice could reach,
Back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear...

Rin sat when the couple invited her to, and she couldn't help but tear up at how much they reminded her of Len. Len looked at the paper for a second before he wrote down one simple phrase.

As one, the twins had the same thought to one another.

Oh darling, I wish you were here.


All right, so there's the first chapter. If you liked it, review. If you thought it sucked, tell me why. Peace out -

Xander Cruize