This is the first chapter of the revamped Roommate. If you have read this story previously, I will have you know that I practically rewrote the entire story. It is not only neater, but the plot-holes have been fixed up and everything is just easier to read. Thank you, again, for supporting me throughout!

Enjoy~

"Yamaha Academy? You're leaving me to go to the Yamaha Boys Academy of Excellence?" Piko's half-eaten lollipop threatened to drop on the floor as he snatched the letter from Len's hands, holding it up to the light. "It's a fake."

"I'm hoping so," groaned the blond, sliding down the bed. "My mom was having a fit yesterday, screaming at me about now I have to get my act together because I'm going into such a great school."

"It's a private school," the silver tugged sharply on Len's ponytail, causing him to cry out. "And it says here that your tuition is free!"

"So? Public school is free for all four years."

"Private schools don't have names longer than two words," Piko scowled and turned over the paper. "I'm so jealous of you right now, I could tear off your head."

"Please do. I'm getting submitted into a school full of rich kids and geniuses. Yippee. Fun."

"Lenny, my boy. Do you know what they feed those rich kids and geniuses? Gourmet. Do you know what those rich kids and geniuses are writing on? Paper lined in silver, my friend."

"It's an all-boys school! With dorms!" Len snapped, jumping up from his chair irritably. "Do you know what that means?"

"No parental control?"

Len shoved Piko who laughed and stumbled back, still holding the letter. "Sorry, sorry. But it's fine! Look! You come back to visit at the end of the month! Besides, if you ever miss me, you could always just call."

"Who would miss you?" Len retorted, snatching back his paper. "Don't crumple this. Mom will have a fit."

"What's with you?" Piko followed him out the room, still jabbering. "I mean, you get your own room, you're away from home, the food there is, and let me repeat, gourmet and- ooh," Piko's blue and green eyes glinted and he wiggled his way in front of Len. "No girls."

Len tried to push him off, but Piko leaned in, smirking darkly. "Is that it? You don't want to go because of the lack of ladies? It's okay. They're all yucky and gross and have germs and stuff- and I'll be here! I'll take on all the girls for you!"

"As if any girl would come close to you and your freaky eyeballs."

"Excuse you. Heterochromic irises happen to be a chick magnet."

"Blind ones, maybe."

"Len! Len! Len! Len!" the front door opened and Yuki came running inside, her chocolate pigtails streaming behind her. She ran into the hallway and, catching sight of her older brother, sped up. She crashed into his side, her arms wrapped around his waist. "Are you leaving yet? Are you moving away for school?"

"Not yet, Yuki," Len gently untangled her arms, glaring at Piko to behave, and crouched so that he was eye-level with her. "It's still winter break, I'm going to stay here until school starts and then I'll leave."

Her eyes went wide. "How far is your school?"

"Not too far," he soothes. "You can still come see me every Sunday, you know."

"B-but what about your room?" she bit her lip. "Will it be gone too?"

Len laughed and shook his head. "Nope. When I'm gone, I'll let you jump on my bed as many times as you like."

"Really?"

"Sure."

"Thanks!" she leaned up and kissed his cheek and then hurried to her room, waving hastily at Piko as she passed him.

"… Is that why you don't want to go?" Piko guessed, helping Len straighten up. "Because of Yuki?"

"Kinda. My parents are busy so it's easier if I help them take care of her," he sighed. "And I just don't want to go. That's it. There's no particular reason why I would want to go, and there's no particular reason for me to go, but they're going to force me to anyway."

"For good reason," the silver laughed. "If it makes you feel better, I can take of Yuki."

"No thanks. I'd like to keep her as unattached to you as possible."

Piko looked as if he had been hit in the face and stepped back, slightly offended. "I hope you rot in that snobby school of years." Len looked back and smiled thinly.

"Me? Rot? With what? The gourmet food?"

"Shut up. At least I'm going to get a girlfriend."

"Ha, with your so-called charm, chances are, I'll be able to get a girl before you."

"Is that a challenge?"

Len laughed. "It is. How about this- if you can't get a girlfriend by Spring Break, you owe me fifteen."

"Done. And if I win," Piko smirked. "I'll make you the third wheel and drag you on a date with me and my girlfriend."

They shook on it.

Two weeks later, on the Sunday before the new semester started, Len's family were all packed in his father's tiny car, speeding towards a huge building.

"Len! Len! Len!" Yuki bounced in her seat excitedly, looking outside the car window with wide-eyes. "It's like a mansion! Are you going to live there, Len?"

"That's the school building, Yuki," their mother replied tiredly, having dealt with the little girl's question since early morning. Len leaned over his sister and quietly explained that he would be living in the smaller building next to it.

"Ooh!" she cooed. "It's so pretty! It has a flower garden too!"

"That's right, and look," he pointed at the fields. "I'm going to play sports in there and there's a swimming pool in that house over there."

"There's a swimming pool?" she gasped. "Mom! Can we go swimming?"

"Not today, Yuki," their father turned into the gates and where the guard walked up to them. He looked into the car and adjusted his glasses.

"Hello," he greeted. "What is your business here?"

"Our son is a transfer student," they passed over all sorts of papers and permits, but the man only had to catch a glimpse of their documents to understand.

"Alright, go ahead. The parking lot to the school building is on your left."

"Thank you."

As they drove along the carefully paved pathway, they caught glimpses of the boys walking to and fro, many of them pointing at the car as it drove past. Self-consciously, Len pried Yuki from the window and sat her down nicely.

As promised, the parking lot was just in front of the school building and it took a moment for the family to park, gather all of Len's luggage and enter the building. Inside, an older man was waiting for them, smiling serenely as they all approached him.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kagamine?" he shook their hands one-by-one and looked to Len. "And you must be our newest student. Please come this way, I'll bring someone to take you to your dorm in a moment."

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman."

Yuki, hearing those words, clutched at Len's shorts nervously. He handed her his violin case. "Will hold that for me, Yuki?" Gloomily, she nodded, carrying it in both of her hands. He smiled and followed the adults around the halls to a large office. Obligingly, Len's parents took a seat in the black cushioned chairs while the Chairman sat behind his desk, taking a beautifully carved phone to his ear.

"Yuuma?" he cleared his throat. "Could you send Kaito Shion to my office, please?"

Len and Yuki stood by the door of the office, the elder of the two trying to keep his sister from crying.

"You can see me every Sunday," he reminded. "And after school, you can call me as many times as you want."

"B-But-"she sniffed. "Are you going to live here forever?"

"Of course not," he smiled at her, though inwardly cringed. He was going to miss his house, his room and even the public high school he had attended for the whole first semester. Heck, he might even be missing Piko.

While the siblings talked, the adults were having a very brief conversation about expected behaviors and rules.

"Len shows great promise in music," the Chairman was saying. "His academic grades are not so bad either. Normally, we would have overlooked an average student like Len, but I have decided to give him a scholarship because I'm much more interested in his behavior."

"His behavior?"

"Yes, he has always been a rather unassertive child, am I correct?" the man flipped through some papers on his desk. "In middle school, he has a record of attending orchestra and choir classes, but he shows no interest in activities such as concerts or competitions. This is especially surprising for such a talented boy as he. Is he the sort of computer and electronics child at home? Does he not like diving deeper into his talents?"

"No, not at all," Len's mother shook her and added proudly. "My son does all the chores around the house and takes very good care of his younger sister. He also practices all the time at home, so there's no way he would hate playing the violin."

"He is also extremely responsible," his father agreed.

"I see, that is good, I was hoping to hear as such," the Chairman sighed in relief, and at that moment, a mop of blue hair pushed its way into the room.

"Chairman?" it, or he, spoke. "You called for me?"

Yuki squealed in surprise and Len gently pushed her out of the way, making room so that the boy could enter the room.

"Ah, Kaito! Come in!" the old man smiled. "Yes, that boy over there is Len Kagamine, he is the new student that will be attending here." He paused, allowing Kaito to acknowledge Len with a polite nod before continuing. "Would you mind showing him his new dorm and helping him to his classes?"

"Ah… sure," Kaito stepped forwards and took the key and schedule that had been handed to him. He looked them over curiously, he whistled out loud. "Ooh, this dorm number? I see why you called me. Smart, Chairman."

"Just taking precautions."

"Ha!" Kaito threw back his hair and nodded at Len. "Hey there! Kaito Shion, sophomore. I'll be your tour guide today."

"Len Kagamine, freshman," he shook Kaito's hand, noting the amount of strength and excitement in his grip.

"Yuki Kagamine!" cried the little girl, looking at the blue-haired with wide eyes. Kaito looked down and smiled widely, crouching down.

"Hiya! What grade are you in?"

"Second," she boasted, her chest thrown out. Kaito patted her head and chuckled and straightened his back.

"Well, I'll be taking you to your room now. Gather your stuff."

Len's mother and father rose from their chairs and gave him a brief hug each.

"Be careful, take care of yourself," his mother fretted, kissing his forehead. Yuki wiggled in between them, her arms wrapped around Len's waist.

"Len!" she wailed. He looked down helplessly.

Kaito piped up again. "Yuki, do you want to help your brother bring his stuff to his room, then?" Her eyes went wide and she looked to their parents, who nodded, and then at Kaito who gave her a wide grin.

"Okay!"

If he could make Yuki smile, then Len saw no reason to hate him.

With his parents promising to pick up Yuki after they were done, the three of them exited the school building and walked across the school campus. Kaito, who had also taken one of Len's bags, looked over his shoulder.

"Two instruments, huh?" he noted the cases. "Can you sing too?"

"A bit," Len admitted, a bit self-conscious. "I'm not too good, though."

"Well, if your music got you here, then it has to be better than average," Kaito laughed, turning back around. "You're also a freshman, right? That's good; it's the same as your roommate."

Len hesitated, looking at the students who were staring at them, and asked. "Do you know him?"

"Since we were little," Kaito winked kindly at Yuki, who shyly shrunk towards her brother. "I'm warning you though, Rinto's feisty, and rude, and plenty stubborn to deal with."

Len groaned inwardly; he was afraid of that. He was hoping that, at least, he would be put with a respectable kind of person. It should not have been so hard, in such a prestigious school as this, right?

The three of them entered the dormitory and a gentle wafting of food came from inside. Yuki took a sniff and looked up at her brother who was trying to pull himself out of his growing dismay.

"It smells good!"

"That's our mess hall," Kaito explained. "You're a bit late for lunch though, they're not serving food right now."

Piko was right, Len thought in spite of himself. It smells pretty good.

Further down the corridor, they passed by the first dorm rooms, moving out of the way of the boys that paced back and forth. Kaito, who looked to be popular, was stopped and talked to multiple times, Len caught many questions towards himself and his sister and tried to look as unafraid as possible.

God knows how much he wanted to just cry in his room, though.

"We're here!" Kaito stopped in front of one of the doors towards the middle and from his pocket, fished out a silver key. He gave it to Len. "This is yours, good 'ole room twenty."

Len looked at the shiny numberon the door and refrained from nodding in approval. It looked like the door of a hotel room; the corridor was certainly styled like it. He took the key and made to open the door when Kaito suddenly stopped him.

"Ah! Wait! I almost forgot," he laughed nervously. "I probably better do this. You and your sister stand back a little." Yuki obediently stood clear of the door and after a moment, so did Len. Satisfied, Kaito rolled up one of his sleeves and knocked lightly on the door.

"Oh sweet Juliet, doth my ears fail me? Or is that the toad-spotted lark calling for morning?" he swooned in a funny accent. Yuki giggled.

"You," loudly, from the other side, there was an angry groan and the sound of someone shuffling around. The door did not open, but a slow, dragged voice came out instead. "For the love of everything sane and moral in this world. Please let me sleep."

"Oh, but I cannot," Kaito continued dramatically. "I am acquainted by a companion who begs for entry. If you do not open this portal, I will open it for you."

There was no reply this time. Len looked to Yuki and back to Kaito who shrugged and took Len's key from him.

"Should we come back later?" Len suggested uneasily, but Kaito shook his head and laughed happily.

"Nah. Just wait here for a sec."

He opened the door with a bang, tossed the key to Len, and marched into the room. Yuki hurried to peek inside, but Len held her back, listening to the enraged, animalistic sounds that came from the opened door.

"Kai-Kaito let go of me or I will-." the rest of the threat was cut off sharply and Kaito soon emerged from the room. His hair wildly tousled, but his cheesy grin still plastered across his face.

"Look here, Rinny-to!" he said, dragging the boy out. "It's your new roommate!"

"My new what!?"

Charming.

Kaito showed him Len's papers to prove it, and it only took once glance to further aggravate the blond. Rinto threw off Kaito's arms and stepped closer to Len. He was shorter than Len (not many people were) but he radiated so much hate and anger that Len had to refrain from backing away. Rinto narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something offensive, but then saw Yuki, who was now attached to Len's legs. Protectively, Len stepped in front of her.

Rinto noticed this and immediately retreated, looking as if he might apologize, but his mouth closed just as quickly and he whirled on Kaito. He seemed to be fighting with himself, his face growing steadily redder. He gripped Kaito's collar briefly, snarling unintelligent noises before demanding from Len, practically spitting the words. "What's your name?"

"Uh…"Len almost punched himself. "Len. Kagamine."

Rinto stepped back from Kaito, ruffling his already messy blond hair and turned around and let out a very long, exaggerated breath of frustration. He glanced at Yuki, who shrunk back, and looked away quickly.

"You wait," he hissed at Kaito who only laughed and held up his hands. He growled and turned to Len sharply, breathing out heavily through his nose. "Nice to meet you. I'm Rinto. This is the room. That empty bed and closet space is yours." He nodded briskly, awkwardly, and then marched off down the hall, not seeming to care about his disheveled appearance.

"Hey! Rinto!" Kaito called laughingly. "Where're you going?"

The boy waved back irritably. "None of your business!"

"He's scary," Yuki whispered and looked at her brother. "Do you have to live with him, Len?"

"Yeah…" Len could not stop the disappointment in his voice.

"He's alright," Kaito promised. "He's just cranky and a little rude, but he's completely harmless, some of the time. Come on! Let's get your stuff put away!"

They lugged the luggage into the room, which was surprisingly neater than Len expected from an overly aggressive male. Save for the bed, that is, it looked like Kaito had to drag Rinto right from his covers.

"It's like a hotel room!" Yuki, recovering from Rinto's glare, turned around the room in awe. Len nodded slowly, dumping his suitcase onto the bed. "Look! Look! A window!" She ran to the curtains and drew them open, drenching the room in sunlight.

"There're two desks- looks like Rinto saved you one," Kaito indicated one of the carefully carved wooden tables. The other one was overflowing with books. "While we're on school subjects, go and ask Rinto for any help in your classes. He might not look like it, but that kid's a brainiac."

"Okay," Len made sure to tell himself to never ask Rinto for help.

"Bathroom's over there," Kaito pointed at the corner. "I dunno when Rinto does his laundry, you'll have to ask him."

Another thing to avoid talking about.

"Mom! Dad!" Yuki reported from the window, peering through.

"We should head back then," Len picked her up. Kaito followed them out, standing a way back after they had exited the dormitories, watching as Yuki reunited with her parents.

"How was it?" her mother asked her. Yuki began to explain animatedly about Len's room while her father clapped his son's shoulders.

"Well. Time to go."

"We'll see you next week."

"Alright," Len smiled forcibly, biting down the horrible doubt in his stomach.

"I'll miss you!" Yuki made her brother lean down so she could kiss his cheek and hug him. "Don't forget to call!"

"I won't," he promised. "Take care of yourself, Yuki."

"I will!"

"Bye Len!"

"See you."

When his parents and sister had left, Len sighed and stretched and scratched his neck. Kaito came up from behind him, slapping his back.

"Don't worry," he assured. "Everyone gets like this when they're family drops them off."

Len could care less, there was a crowd of boys looking at him on his left and he was distinctly aware of their voices. Trying not to look so vulnerable, he considered sulking in the corner of his new room when Kaito suddenly whistled and grabbed his shoulders, spinning him around.

"Come on! We're not done with the grand tour yet!" he crowed. "You still need to know how to get to all your classrooms, right?"

"I'll figure it out tomorrow," Len, surprised, tried to twist out of Kaito's grip, but to no avail.

"Ah-ah!" Kaito pushed him back towards the school building. "Besides, Rinto was heading this way, we should see what he's up to."

All the more reason not to go this way.

Nevertheless, Len found himself stalking the hallways, trudging after a particularly bouncy Kaito.

"You will notice that we have four floors in our school building," Kaito pointed at the staircase. "First floor, this one here, are the freshmen classrooms. The second is sophomores' and so on. In each grade, there are roughly two-hundred students and I think our whole student body is less than a thousand."

"It really is a private school then," Len grumbled to himself, peering inside one of the classrooms. It did not look so different from a public school, although it was a lot cleaner and tidier than his old one.

"It's a little more balanced than most private schools," Kaito added as he pointed out yet another of Len's classes. "We give out a lot of scholarships and even the richer kids here have to pick up their grades or they'll be kicked. Money doesn't keep you in here for that long."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Sure," Kaito's grin returned. "People call this school snobby and full of rich kids, but it's really just high-end academics."

Piko would get a kick out of that, Len mused. He continued to walk slowly after Kaito, trying to remember each turn and stop they had to make. The building was not particularly as large as he expected, but it was still big.

They turned around yet another corner, and Kaito cried out happily, grinning widely at the end of the hall. Before Len could see what it was, he raised an arm and waved vigorously. "Rinny-to! Hey! We were looking for you!"

Oh.

If possible, Rinto's mood was even worse than it was when they had woken him up. His eyes were blue fire and his steps seemed to be able to crack the floor. He walked slowly to Kaito, but once he was within range, he punched his gut furiously. Len could hear the air leave the taller boy's stomach and he stepped back quickly, but soon, Kaito straightened his back and grinned unfalteringly although he was panting a bit.

"Didn't go as planned?"

"Don't look so smug," Rinto spat in reply. "You woke me up and I have to deal with some sassy old man."

"Aw, it's not so bad."

"For you!"

It was a conversation linked to something Len did not know about, though he had a feeling that 'sassy old man' was referring to the chairman. Before he could think so much about it, though, Rinto noticed him and glared.

"Down boy," Kaito laughed. "I'm showing Len his classes. This isn't his fault."

Rinto closed his eyes and seemed to count to ten in his head, evidently trying to calm himself down. He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes; Len could almost see the burning, overheated gears in his brain slowing down steadily. Rinto spoke. "Are you done showing him all the classes yet?"

"Almost," Kaito handed over Len's class schedule, much to Len's chagrin, and Rinto opened his eyes. For a moment, Len thought he might shred it, but the boy took it gingerly, reading it over.

"He has my schedule," he noted and then nodded at Len. "You can just follow me during the day."

"Oh, sure," Len tried to play off his nervousness, realizing that Rinto was trying to be nicer. "Thanks."

"Let's go back to the dorms, dinner is in an hour and I haven't showered since Friday."

"D'aw, this is so sweet," Kaito cooed. "My dear Rinny-to is making friends!"

"How do you want me to treat him?" he snapped irritably, stopped to breathe, and with a hand motion to Len, he walked briskly towards the entrance. Len looked at Kaito, he shrugged and followed Rinto, catching up to the short blond in a couple long strides, leaving Len to hurry after them.

They did not seem like a very reliable duo, but for the moment, they were helping him out, which is more than he expected from this snobbish school.

Kaito looked at Len over the top of Rinto's head. "Oh yeah! Len, did I tell you about the school times and such?"

"Not yet."

"It's simple enough," Rinto interrupted, looking a bit bitter about how they were able to talk above him. "School starts at seven and ends at two. Classes are an hour long. There are thirty minute breaks in between periods." He went on and on, jumping from the school schedule to the mess hall's schedule and then talked a bit about extracurricular activities.

"They're a basically what the clubs or electives would be in other schools," Kaito added helpfully. "They aren't technically part of the school day, but you have to take at least one- not that it really matters to you, you're already putting in orchestra and guitar, right?"

"Orchestra and choir," Len corrected sheepishly. "My guitar is just to help tune my voice."

"So you're a music worm," Rinto gave him another analytical look, almost forcing Len to look away. He had not forgotten the punch he had thrown. Kaito might have been able to endure it, but Len was not sure if he could take such an abrupt attack.

"I'm in both soccer and football," Kaito, trying to keep the conversation going, piped up. It was obvious enough, though, due to his physique.

"Such a shame really," Rinto added dryly. "He has more talent as a diva than a quarterback."

"Ah, but the stage simply can't contain me," Kaito hugged his body dramatically, swooning, and then nudged Rinto with his elbow. "And what about you?"

"Me?"

"Your activity."

Rinto scowled and looked as if he might make another outburst, but then he turned to address Len. "Mock trial."

"He's pretty good, too!"

It made sense, Len figured meekly. With eyes like those and a passion to match, he would be surprised if anyone could dare to go against the fiery blond.

Rinto and Len soon broke off from Kaito, and entered their room. It made Len extremely nervous being alone with the quick-tempered boy, but Rinto only picked a few clothes from the closet and entered the bathroom.

"Put your stuff away," he shut the door with a slam. Len listened to the shower turn on and quietly unclipped his suitcase.

Rinto seemed to enjoy his shower because it was over thirty minutes later when he finally exited the bathroom. Len was on the bed, just having finished cleaning his stuff, and stood up quickly when Rinto entered.

"I'm not going to eat you," he mused, running a towel through his hair, and Len noticed a kinder look on his face. The shower must have cooled him down. Rinto sat down on his bed and Len sat across from him. "Okay. Just to go over a few things." Rinto pointed back at the bathroom. "There's a basket in there for dirty clothes. Put your dirty clothes in that basket. It does not get any easier than that. Laundry is done on Thursday." He motioned to his desk. "Do not touch that area." He patted his bed. "Do not wake me up under any circumstances."

That was pretty simple.

Attentively, Len nodded, and Rinto relaxed a little, looking calmer than Len had ever seen him. He leaned forwards. "You're a pretty passive person, aren't you?" Len flinched a little, thinking it was an insult, because Piko had always teased him about it, but there was no malice in Rinto's voice. He recovered quickly.

"I-A bit," he admitted uneasily. His roommate nodded.

"Yeah, you know you are," Rinto then smiled, much to Len's surprise, and laughed lightly. "That's good. The last thing we need is for you to be as violent as me. God knows I'm a wreck just by myself."

Maybe Len could get along with his new roommate, and in an attempt to overcome his apprehension, he asked. "Should we get dinner?" Rinto nodded quickly.

"I have not eaten all day," he replied with a slight whine in his voice. "I could eat Kaito. Let's go." He helped Len get up, leading the way out of the room and nearly walking straight into Kaito, who was poised cleverly behind the door.

He batted his eyes and curved a leg obscenely. "Hey boys." The serene, peaceful air around Rinto snapped in two. Len, himself, refrained from giving Kaito a dirty glare.

"Why?" Rinto stepped back and Kaito smirked mockingly.

"I thought a couple of bad boys like you could escort me to dinner," he said in a falsetto voice that they both cringed to. "What? I thought this was rather smooth."

"Sure, if your biceps and hamstrings weren't popping out of place," Rinto retorted, pushing past Kaito pointedly. The blue-haired boy winked at Len, and he shuddered in disgust.

"Or if I had bigger boobs, right?"

Rinto made a rude gesture with his finger, refusing to turn around. Kaito laughed and swung an arm around Len, dragging the poor boy up to his roommate.

Dinner time had just started, but the mess hall was already packed with boys and an overwhelming smell of cooked meat and sweat. Len took one whiff and gagged a bit, although Rinto and Kaito, did not seem the least bit bothered by it. The latter fought his way to the lengthening line, pushing through aggressively and snapping at those who protested. Kaito made a beeline past the lines and to the vending machines that lined in the back, fishing his pockets for money. Len stood there, slightly bewildered, and then chose to wait in the back of a line he thought was going faster.

It must have taken him at least thirty minutes to get his food.

"If you want to eat, you need to be able to shove some people out of the way," Rinto was saying as he stuffed some more food into his mouth. "It's pushovers like you that people like me take advantage of."

"Wise words, Rinto," Kaito praised. "Though if everyone took after your example, it would be a massacre."

The blond turned, waving a food-laden fork at him. "I didn't say to be like me. I just said, he needs to know how to fight for himself." He turned back to Len. "You're lucky. You're stuck with me. I'm an influential brat, unfortunately, so some of my traits are bound to rub on you eventually."

"Beware," Kaito hooted, and then yelped when Rinto kicked his shin. He leaned down, rubbing the wound. "Down boy. Jesus. I need these legs, you know."

"You've stopped using your brain and you needed that too."

"Prissy Princess!"

Len laughed a little as Rinto stopped his eating (although it was really hording) to glare at Kaito. "Say that again?"

"Pissy. Princess."

Kaito ducked as Rinto hurled a filthy, meat-sauced fork at him, the utensil bounced off of the table behind him uselessly, startling the boys at that table.

"What the-!" one of them swore as the fork stained his shorts. He turned and glared at Rinto. "Kagami!"

"He," Rinto accused Kaito. "Ducked."

The blue-head touched his own face delicately. "Excuse you, but I just can't let all this get impaled by your filthy silverware."

The boy who had his shorts defiled by said filthy silverware stood up sharply and left the mess hall, wiping at his shorts irritably.

"Now what do I eat with?" Rinto fumed, suddenly noticing the great flaw in his plan. "Kaito!"

"You aimed your fork at me," he snorted. "I am not helping you find another potential projectile."

"Screw you too," Rinto turned to Len expectantly.

"I only have mine," he offered meekly.

"Are you done eating?"

"I am now-"

He swiped the fork from Len's hand, cleaning it vigorously with a napkin. He glared at Kaito. "You never waste food, no matter how full you are or how disgusting it may be." And he resumed his previous hoarding, stuffing the rest of his tray into his mouth.

"Are you just eating that?" Len decided to strike another conversation with Kaito, pointing at the popsicle in his hand.

"I have a delicate diet that is pretty much supported by ice cream and other various frozen sweet treats," he explained. "Anything else upsets my stomach."

"Liar," Rinto growled, flicked a piece of lettuce at him. "You'll just get diabetes like this."

"Well, not everyone can have a healthy obsession like you!" Kaito wailed, eating off another part of his popsicle. Rinto huffed and swallowed messily, licking his fingers. Len stared in awe, shocked at how fast such a small body could consume so much food.

Then again, this really was good food indeed. Piko would not be disappointed by it.

"Are you going to eat that?" Rinto took Len's left over vegetables without warning. He also took a glance at Kaito who was watching them, looking perplexed. "What?"

"You know," he licked whatever was left of his treat. "You two look a lot alike."

"Blue-eyed blonds," Rinto scoffed. "Not much after that."

"Well, it's obvious that Len is taller and more masculine, but-,"Kaito winced at Rinto's kick to the shin. "Even your faces have the same shape! It's uncanny…" He rubbed his injury. "And you know what? Both of your sisters are brunettes!"

"That's not a rare trait either," Len's comment was brushed away by Kaito's resounding gasp.

"What if you guys were long-lost twins!?"

"Sit down," Rinto hissed. "You're so hyper."

"But think about it," Kaito settled down slightly, leaning over the table. "Wouldn't it be so cool? Two twin brothers, separated by birth. One of them raised by savages and the other by a sophisticated family."

"Savages," Rinto snorted. "You're calling my sister a savage? God save you when she hears that."

"I don't remember my family being that sophisticated either."

"Hey! You know what else?" completely ignoring the two of them, Kaito pointed his stick. "Len, your last name is Kagamine, right? And Rinny-to's is Kagami. The difference here is literally two letters. If that doesn't say anything, I don't know what does!"

Rinto and Len exchanged looks of mild exasperation. "Coincidence."

Kaito locked his fingers and rested his chin on them. "Coincidence? Or fate?"

Chapter 1 Fin.

I am not gloating. Ha. Yes I am.

What do you think? Those who have noticed the changes since last time, do you think this is better? Do you miss the old story? Major scenarios are still the same, the plot is still basically the same, I just made it so it flowed a lot better. Feedback is welcome! Thanks, everyone, for being so patient with me!

Mush Luvve

~asianchibi