Me and Mush decided to make an account, and create a series of one shots. RinXLen stories will be created by Mush, and NegiToro (MikuXLuka) for me. The first story is created by Mush. I was the one who typed, fixed, and edited the story, due to my experience.

~Kush

Disclaimer: We do not own Vocaloid.

Pads

Have you ever experienced where you store hell tons of pads in a box, and then find out the next day that all of the pads had disappeared or had been ripped? Well... I did. I investigated the pads and it seemed to have scratches on it. Now it's really obvious who did it, my cat, who is living a wonderful life.

Now I have to buy one, but it'll be embarrassing if I have an accident. So I have to ask my brother, Len. But of course, I can't just possibly just ask for him to run to the pharmacy and ask him to buy that. He's a boy. I'm pretty sure he'll laugh at me when I do gather the guts to request him for that, if I tell him that "our cat ruined my pads." Though I just can't let my beautiful pair of panties to get soiled! My current pad isn't going to hold on any longer.

As I worry about my current problem, I heard a sudden knock coming from my door. But my thoughts were worrying me so much, that I unknowingly ignored the knock.

"HEY! YOU'RE TAKING MY TIME HERE!" I snapped out of my trance, and hurried in front of the door.

I swung the door open, and a yellow mop of hair, tied in a ponytail, accompanied by striking cerulean eyes, has been revealed in front of me. Len muttered "finally", and as he walk right pass me, I grabbed his arm for him to stop.

"Uhmm... Len..? Can you buy me...some...pads?" I hesitantly asked. I rather ask my brother to go buy some pads rather than getting my panties soiled. Besides, I can't go to the pharmacy without staining anything.

"I'll get you one after my bath." My brother replied.

"NO, LEN! I NEED THEM NOW!" I shouted.

Len's facial expression changed, so maybe that means realization must have hit him. What took him so long to realize that I'm in trouble?

"Okay, but... what kind? There are many types of pads there?" Len questioned.

"Buy me a flexi-wing pad. It is for moderate flow." I briefly explained.

"Flexi-what..?!" He confusedly asked.

"You'll see the picture in the pack." I sighed, and replied.

"and what's with the moderate flow?" Len added.

"Just. read. the. damn. pack. Len." I growled, impatiently.

"Okay, okay, chill!" As he said okay, he bid me adios and left to go to the store. I cheered myself inside, since Len didn't even refused.

Len arrived ten minutes after her conversation with Rin.

"Why is it so small?" Len asked to his sister, who seemed furious.

"IT'S FOLDED! NOW, HAND ME THE PAD!" Rin demanded.

He threw the pack at her sister, and went to wait for the bathroom since Rin's going to be using it first.

Several minutes later, Rin left the bathroom happily, and Len entered it. But after he has entered, he noticed that the trash bin was open and you can see anything inside it. As he saw the revealed pad, he immediately closed the trash can and thought "So that's why it's folded."

I wrote this story on a pad...paper. Kush owned the pad that I used. ;)

~Mush

Len... I think you have the wrong idea of 'folded' xD

~Kush