So I'm back from the dead. Well technically this is the first time you've seen me, but for those of you who read my previous story… *whispers* I'msorrypleasedonotkeelmeh. Aaanyway, this is a new series I've been trying out; a collection of one shots about MAH FAVORITE COUPLE IN THE WORLD: *drumrollll* Len and Rin. The first chapter I wrote a few weeks ago... *sighs* hence the Halloween theme. *stealth whisper* Shhhh the rest of the world doesn't know it, but it's actually October 31st. Muahahaha-

For those of who insane enough to stick around, here is Chapter One of (hopefully) more than Ten:

Vampi-Rin's and Ske-Len-Ton's (A Halloween Special)

I started towards the kitchen to grab a snack before the party. Miku was coming at six, and I knew she'd have a cow if I were even a second late.

Managing to sneak past my mom (thank goodness for those cooking shows), I smiled to myself at the fact that I was wearing a stealth costume sneaking around my own house.

Well, our house. The Kagamines were in town for some wedding's preparation and my mom just had to invite them here. My mom, Yowane Haku and Megurine Luka childhood friends and did almost anything together. This meant… Len. That dork was hooked (still is) on his computer 24/7, even after the universe slipped up and blessed him with the lavish gifts of puberty.

It's not even fair; he got the height and the voice meanwhile I'm still waiting for my, erm, let's say package to arrive. And despite knowing that we positively hate each other, my mom and Aunt Luka keep us under the same roof (which hasn't been broken down… yet). I mean, I taught this guy to the climb up the stairs. (…Or maybe it was the other way around.)

I walked into the kitchen and immediately lost all self-esteem this outfit had given me. Speak of the freaking devil.

Len did a double take when he saw me, spewing hot chocolate all over his stupid computer. "What the HELL are you wearing?"

I glared daggers at him. "Shuuush, mom's gunna hear us." I gestured wildly to quiet him down, which, thinking back, may not have been the best move.

He sized me up, the left side of his mouth quirking up. "Are you going for sexy? Cuz it's not working."

I made a face at him, subconsciously tugging at my jacket (which even I'll admit was too small and thin to be practical.) "Har har, at least I have a social life, unlike your potato self." I checked my watch, 5:45 pm. "And FYI, I'm cosplaying at character from Attack on Titan and this is an authentic costume, not some poor excuse for a sexualized cat girl like in your twisted fantasies."

He laughed aloud (which may have dazzled any 18-year-old, but not me); "I'm actually happy for you, Rinny, seeing how you've grown out of ten years of Strawberry Shortcake variations." He smirked, turning back to his computer with a meaningful look. "Seems like that's the only thing you've grown out of."

I felt my face heat up, my choker suddenly feeling a bit tight. "W-well good thing I have a, uh, personality to make up for it! You're just a, just a—"

He typed a few keys into his laptop, not faltering. "What am I, exactly?"

I slammed my fist into the table. "JUST A PERVERT LOSER WHO IS EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO HIS COMPUTER!"

"RIN?!" I went from red-faced to deathly pale. Apparently my mom heard us all the way from the screening room.

"Yea, mom?" I watched Len idly took a sip of his hot chocolate, letting haughtiness settle on his face.

"Why are you yelling?" To my horror, I could hear my mother's voice becoming increasingly clearer as if she had come into the hall. "Who's a pervert?"

"Nothing!" I straightened, coughing and fumbling with my collar. "We were just playing … um … a yelling game!" I clenched my teeth. "Riight, Len?"

No response. I refused to look at him.

I shoved him hard enough to send the hot chocolate splattering again (my inner demon smiled). "Righhht Lenny?"

He muttered a few curses before yelling up again; "RIGHT, IT'S ALL GOOD!"

We only heard some muttering as my mom turned back to her reality TV binge.

Len stood up to go get another set of napkins for his laptop, letting out a string of colorful speech. "Sheesh, what is your—" His eyes lowered and narrowed into an expression containing terror and a bit of disbelief. "Are those my jeans?"

It was my turn to smirk as I busted a few killer poses. "Damn right they are, and since you're annoying me I might accidentally spill spiked punch all over them."

"You're going to a party?" Initiate the mom look he got from his mom, the oh-no-you-didn't.

I forced him full-on (best I could 'cause I had to look up a little (screw his height)) and responded with what I inherited from my mother, the bish-what-you-say. "That's right. Plus, I got invited by a few popular college kids, so these jeans might even get…" I let a naughty smile stretch across my face. "…vomited on."

"I can't say I approve of that," He leaned forward with a challenging expression. "Wearing my clothes and a college party, hm?" Sounds a bit old for you." I looked down for one second to see my watch read 5:57 pm. Great. Miku was probably outside already meanwhile I was hung up on the most annoying creature, who currently opening his MOUTH TO YELL OH NO—

"AUUUNT HAKUUU-!"

In split-second madness, I clamped my hand over his mouth and flashed my teeth in a way I thought was scary enough to terrify into oblivion.

Unfortunately, I must have come off as more scared-cat than ferocious tiger because I could feel him smile against my hands. Intern, he brought his hands up to hold onto my wrists.

At the same time, I could hear with increased mortification my mother slowly walking the steps, each of her October boots clunking suspensefully.

Len pushed closer, leaning down until I could feel his hair tickling my forehead. His eyes widened playfully and I registered for the first time how incredibly blue they were.

"What is going on?" I heard my mom reaching the last steps of the staircase and realized what a sick, sick joke this was. What would my mother think, seeing me clad in an unrealistic military uniform caught very uncomfortably close to the son of her good friend?!

A million thoughts ran through my head, all shattered to nonsense words as he pried my hands off his mouth and calmly intertwined our fingers, his really-blue eyes fluttering shut. Heart skipping, I tried not to make eye contact as he started leaning in . . .

"Len?" It was my mom. From down the hall. About to turn into the kitchen. In a fraction of a second, I checked my watch; 6:00 pm. Then, before "Trick-or-Treat", I ripped away Len, dashed out the door, stumbled into the driveway, and proceeded to scream into my hands. It took me a while to register Miku and Miki sitting in their car next to me, each wearing quizzical expressions.

"What took you so long?" Miku asked, smiling behind her masquerade mask. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Meanwhile

Aunt Haku had entered the kitchen to see what the commotion was about.

"Oh god," She fussed, seeing a very red Len rooted to the middle of the kitchen, hot chocolate spilt all over the table. "Did you burn your tongue on the hot cocoa?" She looked around the room. "Wasn't Rin just here?"

Len snickered to himself, taking a seat at the table. "Not anymore," He downed the rest of his drink (in an attempt to hide his blush) and ran a hand through his hair, sighing smugly. "She won't be back for a while."

"Why not?" Mrs. Yowane asked.

Len laughed, his grin returning. "I gave her quite the scare."

NGAHHHHHHHHHH my too' hurt thish ish too shweet ughhhh. Well that was it for my first chapter, all this talk about hot chocolate got me hungry. OH, WAIT! Tell me what you think in the comments below: did you like this one shot? Should I make more? Constructive criticism? Anything heulps *cat face*. Either way, thank you for reading! BAI BAIIII SEE YOU NEXT TIMEEUUUU~~

~Middie