A fanfiction for my same friend, who also loves this pairing. It is a little downcast, I know, and it is rated for suicide ( attempt? ). This contains boy love. Do not like, do not read, please.
As if life was bitch-slapping him across the face. His fantasy - the dream he had always wanted to live - came crashing down, burning to ashes, and all Ren could do was think about the picture he had stared at on his cellphone, horrified and heartbroken and angry and furious and on the brink of tears...
Because there had been his boyfriend. With a woman.
Ren knew that before he even joined Facebook, was that it held the most reasons as to why couples split. The 'carefree' punk he was, he joined, despite how much he hated the internet because it was adictive, and Ren was bad at stopping addictive things. Like cigarettes. Dell had hooked him onto cigarettes. Akaito had gotten him into hot peppers. Len somehow managed to get him to like bananas. His sister's paper-daises that he had made for her but never worked up the courage to give to her laid strewn across his ever messy room, Kaito got him to like ice cream, and Meiko got him hooked on alcohol.
Why he was driving, this fast at this time in the middle of the day, with a half-empty bottle of rum in his right hand, the other on the wheel as he drove this big ol' pickup truck, Ren had no clue. But he knew he had to do something to keep his mind off it. Currently, it was not working, and the raven found himself speeding up on this highway, heading anywhere, knowing he would never return to his home.
When he heard his horrid cellphone ring from the passenger's seat next to him, he set the glass bottle in the cup-holder and reached over, hands trembling as he tried to steady his frantic steering and grabbed the phone, flipping it open and staring at the caller-id through tear-blurred eyes.
There was that picture of him and Akaito, one arm slinked over the younger male's shoulder, and one arm just barely reaching up to Akaito's shoulder. Ren was grinning like an absolute fool, and Akaito was merely smirking - and the both of them were looking at the camera with carefree looks. And underneath that picture was the name that Ren hated the most at this point in time.
"What?" he answered as he angrily flipped open the phone, unknowing of how slurred just his voice was. "You fucking cheater."
"Whatever you saw," said a deep voice from the other line. It was so obviously Akaito's. "Do not believe it! R-Ren, I'm telling you the truth-"
"You're telling me bullshit!" cried Ren, swerving into the other lane, receiving a loud honk from the car behind him. He cursed out loud to himself, before realizing that he was still on the phone. "A-Akaito, I-I saw a picture of y-y-you and h-her on the internet...! A-and on my phone!" The dark haired male began to wonder why he hadn't even hung up on his boyfriend, yet. Though he decided that he wanted to hear the older male give a pathetic lie, to make up more stories...
"I never met that woman in my life!" replied Akaito, and that was one of the many things needed to prod at Ren's anger and make sparks fly.
"You liar!" shouted Ren into his phone, blinking as he felt warm tears trail down pale cheeks. "You met her at my... a-at sister's marriage!" More tears. He couldn't stop the tears, now. The male was lucky that he was a good driver - and that he had passed his driver's test with flying colors. He hicupped back a sob, pressing on the gas more. "You freaking liar! ...I introduced you two! A-and she would never lie to me, because she was the one who told me, Akaito!"
Akaito's voice held panic, now. "Ren, you do not understand. She probably photoshopped the pic-"
"She would never!" the younger male gasped, lower lip quivering. He knew he was seconds away from breaking down at the wheel. "She's been my b-best friend for years, Akaito! F-for years! And y-yet you believe that she would /lie/ to me? She would never! Sh-she knows how much I l-lo-lo-"
"Ren, where are you?"
The black headed teen was left silent, staring at the road before him, shivering from the cold of the wide open windows, despite it being in the low thirties. It was supposed to snow today; the weatherman had said so. And Ren absolutely loved Winter. He loved the season more than any other. Not just because of the snow, but because winter was when he met both Len and Akaito. He had loved both of them dearly - as in he used to have major crushes on both of them -, but Len came out to Ren and blurted that he was in love with a pink-haired beauty named Luka, while she was in love with a man named Gakupo that Ren did not know very well.
Now Ren hated the winter. He wished it would snow, so that he could crash this car and have a story to cover it up. It would not be because this was Akaito's car that he had given to Ren when he got his lisense, but it would be that the roads were slippery, covered with snow, and that Ren had made a bad turn and crashed into... into what? Another car?
"Are you drunk, Ren?" The words brought Ren back to reality, and suddenly he felt at least ten times more angrier than he had been before.
"Fuck you!" shouted the raven, cursing to himself when the phone dropped from his trembling hand, and fell down into the foot-space in front of him. As he reached down to get it, he sped up a little quicker, grabbing the phone quickly while cursing some more. He pulled it back to his ear. "How dare you! Don't you dare change the subject! Y-you..."
"Please, Ren, calm down." Akaito's voice came from the other line. Now he sounded worried. "Pl-please, pull over the truck. Where are you? It would be better if we spoke in person."
Ren wished he could slam on the breaks, try to ruin the tires, or so that he could speed up and get as far away from his town as he possibly could. Already, he was nearing New York, and he lived back in Pennsylvania. "No! I don't want to see your lying face again! Akaito, go ahead and make up another story! I d-dare you! But I don't believe you! N-Neru would never-!"
And then another voice was on the line, and Ren felt himself partially lose his sweaty grip on the wheel. But he regained it again.
"Ren, please," pleaded the naturally high voice of Len Kagamine. "Please, Ren, listen to me. Pull over and listen to me."
Ren stayed silent, but did not stop driving.
"Ren, please, don't do anything rash. Ren, I love you. You're one of my best friends. Whatever Akaito did - whether he actually cheated on you or not, I have at least five different versions of the story here, I cannot see straight -, I will not let him talk to you if you stop driving. I will get a cab and I will tell it to drive me to where you are, and then we can talk it out." Ren could hear a soft sigh, and he could hear a sniffle. Was someone... crying? He somehow managed to keep his car from swerving in and out of lanes. "...I want to hear your side of the story, but not now! Ren, please, I'm begging you. You're going to hurt yourself doing this. You're not acting like yourself, Ren. You're scaring me... Ren, I want you here."
Ren finally shook his head, despite the many questions going through his head. "L-Len... I-I'm fine-"
"No you're not!" Ren felt something twinge in his chest. Almost as if someone stepped on a twig, only that twig was like his heart. "Ren, stop driving! I can hear the wind whipping in the background! Ren, I don't want you to die! You're going to crash, I know it! Ren, I know you inside-out! Ren, you /are/ me! I know you are going to crash, because if this happened to me, I would crash as well!" Now he heard a soft sob, something he could barely make out. "I would d-drive until the car r-ran out of gas, and then, before it did run out of gas, I would crash it. Please, Ren," Now there was a hint of hysteria. "Please, do not crash. Ren, I'll die of guilt if you leave like this. You're too young."
Ren was nineteen, turning twenty in five days. He would be turning twenty on December the twenty-seventh, a birthday he shared with Len Kagamine, Rin Kagamine, and then his own sister.
"I know you used to like me, Ren. I used to like you, too. That's my deepest secret that I have not shared with a soul. Now please, pull over."
With that last sentence, Ren took his foot off the gas, putting it on the brakes, easing the truck to a slower speed as he pulled over to the far side of the highway. When he finally stopped truck, he let go of the wheel and clutched a hand to his heart, letting the sobs out, holding the phone to his ear as if that was his lifeline. "Len..."
"Where are you, Ren?" Len asked calmly. "Look at the sign. Any sign, and tell me. I'll be right there, I promise."
The raven shook his head again, leaning his forehead on the wheel as he gasped for air. "Do-don't come!" he cried. "I-I can't let you see me like this." Not only was this his pride, speaking, but it was also the fact that he did not even want to see the blonde at this time. He wanted to be alone. And besides, taking a cab to where he was from where Len was... would cost too much money. None of them would most likely be able to afford it. "L-Len..."
"Ren, please!" Now it was obvious that the blonde was crying - more like weeping - as well. "Tell me, Ren."
Ren then did something that he never done to either Len or Akaito before, and simply flipped his phone shut, holding it tightly in his hand as he tried to think clearly. But alcohol was mind-numbing, especially when you had drank so much of it, and when it was such a strong, bitter tasting thing. Ren now knew why Meiko drank it. He most definitely knew. And he wished he could be as strong as her, and put up with the crap that she put up with in her life.
She had told him one too many times that this was why she gave up on love - because of her heartbreak she received from Kaito -, before having took another swig of her drink.
As his phone started vibrating again, he set it down in his lap, grabbing his bottle of rum and bringing it to his lips, throwing his head back and quenching his terribly-dry throat with the horrible-tasting alcohol.
"As much as I love you, Akaito," he breathed to himself, leaning his head back against the headrest, letting his eyes flutter shut as he set the alcohol down and grabbed his phone again. "I will never believe you again. You freaking pervert."
He flipped open the phone and answered without even looking at the caller-id, driven sick from the picture he would've had to look at if it were Akaito's cell calling. He lifted the phone to his ear again. "Hello?" he whispered hoarsely, shuddering.
"Ren," Came a steady voice, obviously Akaito's. "I lied."
Ren smiled, opening his eyes as he grabbed the wheel with one hand again, pulling out into the lane again, revving his engine as he excelerated, not planning on stopping again. "Thanks, Akaito. You'll see me on the news tonight. Just how I've always dreamed; I'll be famous, and on television."
He heard a wry laugh. "You won't be able to have children." Akaito said weakly from the other end. "We've always wanted children."
The raven had to stop himself from crying again. Wow, that had always been something Akaito had never wanted. Children. And now it was we? "You wouldn't be a good role-model on my children anyways, Akaito. Besides, who the hell said I would ever have children with you?"
He could almost see his boyfriend's casual smile. "Because you would never have children with someone else."
Ren looked over his shoulder, speeding up when he saw a car about fifty feet behind him. He turned his attention back to the main road before him. "Have children with Neru, you bitch. You should... though your children will be ugly as crap." He was being stubborn, though. Neru was beautiful. He just hated her right now. Just as he hated Akaito, though he sure wasn't acting like it.
"Please don't go on the news." said the red head on the other line. "I would much rather you not be famous that way."
Ren switched hands, holding his cellphone in his hand closer to the window on his left. "...Since when have you cared about me? Did you start, after you teared out my heart?"
Before Akaito could answer, Ren chucked the phone out the window, before jerking the wheel to it's right as much as he could with one hand, crashing right through the barrier between both sides of the highway. He didn't even close his eyes as his life passed through his eyes, determined to hit the forest on the other side of the road. Determined to become 'famous' this way.
As the truck hit a car that had tried to stop quick enough before hitting this truck, the black headed male closed his eyes and screamed loudly.