First fanfic, lol? :3
No matter how much this story begins as something that is not Rin x Len... it is, in the end, going to be that pairing. (Sadly for you Len x Miku fans...)
Summary: A happy ending... this story shouldn't, won't, can't have one. No matter how much I, Rin Kagamine, think I love him, the flower petals will always fail to show love. They'll fall on my best friends cookies and break them. I'm not Cinderella because my shoes broke before my prince could find them. Life isn't planned and maybe my 'soul' has other ideas than my theories. Who knows.
Rating: T
Warning: Ramblings of the human mind, in this case... Rin's mind.
Enjoy! :D
It was always the same thing that I was told, time and time again.
'The princess got her happy ending.'
'They all lived happily ever after.'
'Evil was defeated and everything returned to normal in the land.'
Fairy tales are misunderstood things. If you look at them closely, you can tell that the words have been changed to challenge the minds of young children and that the princess was never really going to get her happy ending. The stories were passed down by word and mouth for hundreds of years before they were written down, those years give the story time to change and take on a new form. The true stories are hidden underneath years of history and have been ripped away from existence by the humans that do not wish for such secrets to be leaked out.
Cinderella, O Cinderella, why can't you exist now to tell everyone how you died from bleeding because of being stabbed by a certain glass slipper?
Snow White, how many times were you abused and raped until you committed suicide by poisoning yourself?
Miku Hatsune, when did you begin cutting yourself because your singing career never began and your parents divorced?
When will my real troubles begin? When will I died a painful, lonely death on the streets of London because of a late follower of Jack the Ripper? When will an apple hit me on the head and cause me to lose my memory?
When will I lose my identity as Rin Kagamine and become a follower of the same common belief that every story has a happy ending?
This story shouldn't, won't, can't have a happy ending. It's impossible.
I won't allow it to.
"You're a very pretty girl, Rin." My mother's words have always been the most encouraging. She always puts on a smile as she says them and strokes my hair. "Any boy would be lucky to have someone as beautiful as you."
"Thank you," I replied, but I had a different reply in mind. I wanted to contradict her, tell her that Neru Akita was much prettier than me and that she was intelligent too. I wanted to tell her all about how 'any boy' doesn't mean every boy and how if I liked a boy, he would probably be with his gorgeous girlfriend right now.
"Don't let what anybody says knock you down, you will eventually get the boy of your dreams and live a happy live, my little princess." Inwardly, I cringed at the childish nickname she had given me. I wasn't anywhere near being royalty.
"I won't let them knock me down, mama."
"Good princess!" she laughed, hugging me tightly.
We hugged for a little longer, until my mother had to make dinner.
I took my cellphone out of my school bag and grimaced as I saw who had texted me.
'Miku Hatsune'
Her text was full of news of her new boyfriend called Len Kagamine who was an aborable sweetheart that loved to shower her in gifts and compliments. Miku continued to say that she was truly falling him and couldn't wait to go on her first date with him.
I rolled my eyes at the text, it was so typical. Miku was going to be dumped by the boy, it was easy to tell. She seemed to fall head over heels for any boy that was nice to her and good looking, but she didn't understand how boys act.
They pretend to love you and then they leave you.
Being only fourteen, I may not seem like the most wise person that has lived. Adults will probably stereotype me as a whiny teenager that doesn't understand her maths homework and refuses to learn in school. Of course, all these assumptions are wrong.
I know much more about life than they do.
I know much more about life than you do.
I know much more about life than everyone!
I understand humanity better than it understands itself. I know that all boys are cheating manwhores and all girls are whiny bitches. I know that parents don't really care about their children. I know that facts are really ideas, not the truth. I know that theories will always be theories and can never be tested. I know that the earth is really a dead planet with pure hatred at its core.
I don't understand how I seem to be the only mind that can comprehend such things...
… it's mad.
Anyway, you are supposed to learn a new thing every day and that day I learned that Miku Hatsune is more stupid than I had first thought.
'What a waste of a person.' Those words were going through my head. Miku was a stunning girl with a sweet voice but she lacked something called common sense. She thought that the world was made up of a rainbows and candy, not cloudy skies and poverty. A picture book about the great war would challenge her intellectually.
Ridiculous.
That doesn't explain how she ended up being my best friend.
"You always seem so lonely!" It was true, I did seem lonely.
She continued. "I'll change that from now on!"
"Friends?"
Miku had her hand held out to me.
I looked up from underneath my thick fringe.
"Friends."
I have always been a loner. It's a natural thing.
Miku gets the boyfriends and I don't think I need any.
Miku is popular and I only have her.
Miku has a complete family and I only have my mother.
I texted the reply:
'Good luck with him!'
It was not an insincere reply. It was meaningful because one day I hoped that she found someone and had the happy life that my mother hopes I would have. Miku deserved it. She was a kind person with a heart of gold.
"Dinner's ready."
I was quite hungry. I hadn't eaten all day and my stomach kept rumbling throughout my lessons, which had led to some laughter. I didn't laugh.
Humans need food to survive. It's an unexplainable truth that is just there. Some people say that you need God to survive, but who is God? I've never met a person called God that can consume my body and fill it with happiness or can destroy me and throw me into a whale's mouth. I think religion is just a senseless thing that was a drugged man's evolution of thoughts, but I'm not going to tell anyone that. That would be offensive.
Anyway, dinner was ready so I headed to the kitchen and sat at the small wooden table in the corner of the room.
"It's a pie." my mother said as she put a plate of food on the table in front of me.
I smelled the pie and thought about it for a moment.
"Pie flavoured."
Sometimes, when I have nothing better to do, I open up a book of fairy tales that my (now dead) grandma gave to me when I was small. It contains many stories that make me want to be sick. It's hard to understand how harmless tales can become such cliché romances, but they can.
"Ah, Rin." Miku once said to me as we sat together, under a tree, at lunch. "Fairy tales are brilliant! They make you feel happy and enlightened because you know that how bad your life goes, you will always be happy in the end!"
"That's not true, Miku." I replied, "It's quite the opposite, really. They bring your hopes up too much. In reality, when things go wrong, they stay wrong."
"You're such a depresser, Rin!"
Then we laughed as if the conversation had never happened, but it had. I could still feel Miku's words playing with my mind.
I opened the book on my desk and read the title of the first story.
'Cinderella'
It was my worst favourite fairytale. I hated the way it made no sense and used 'magic' as an excuse. Magic doesn't exist, of that I was certain.
Sometimes, no matter how stuck you are in a certain mindset, one person can change your whole perspective on life.
"Excuse me, er, Rin." a boy, around my age, was standing outside my house. He had been politely knocking on the front door for the last 10 minutes. "Miku Hatsune sent me here, she wanted to give you these..."
The boy handed me a box of cookies. When our arms touched slightly as I took the cookies, I felt my face heat up a little.
"My name's Len, by the way!" I paid full attention to his words. "I'm your friend Miku's boyfriend."
He smiled at me.
I smiled falsely back.
Don't believe in fairy tales, because no matter how much it may seem like love at first sight, your heart will still be 'broken'.
"Stop with that fake smile, it won't make anybody happier if you aren't truly happy yourself."
"How can you tell that it's fake?"
"Your eyes aren't smiling with the rest of your face."
I had already stopped smiling. "Do you know why it was fake?"
"I'm not you, I can't see into your mind. I hope that whatever the reason is, why you feel unhappy, goes away. You would look even nicer with a natural smile!"
A slight smile tugged at my lips.
"So eat those cookies and smile until your cheeks her, Rin Kagamine!"
Len walked away from me and my emotions began to dim once more. He was dating my best friend, in any culture I must've be considered a sinner to fancy my chances with him?
From all the boys I had met, Len seemed unusually nice. I wasn't going to fall for it.
I am strong.
I am strong.
I am the strongest.
Everyone else is weak when it comes to love and therefore, I will always end up on top. Humans are a nasty group of creatures and although I am one, I will never associate my 'soul' with being human. I am stronger than that.
I am Rin.
I am Rin.
I am Rin.
I am...
Len Kagamine's no.1 hater.
He convinced my best friend that true love exists, he fooled her into loving him, he gave her anything she desired and more.
What a bad excuse for a human.
The cookies were still sitting in a box and were just waiting to be eaten. From the unusual design and shape of the cookies, it was obvious that Miku had baked them. She often used me as her guinea pig for the food she cooked. Most of the time it was decent so I didn't mind. She always had good intentions while she baked the food, I could tell that much.
On the top of the box 'Fairy tale cookies!' was written in a bright pink marker pen. I ignored the name and took the most edible-looking cookie from the box.
I bit into it...
… then spat it out.
The cookie was a mixture of creamy dough, sugar, unicorns, fairy dust and rainbows. I hated it. It reminded me of everything that I was determined not to believe in.
"Mama, do you want these cookies?"
When I got no reply, I threw the cookies straight into the bin.
"Good riddance."
The one thing that I hated the most about the cookies...
The most horrible thing...
The most important thing...
They reminded me of Len Kagamine.
No one wants to be reminded of banana and chocolate breath and sparkly eyes and fluffy hair and kindness and happiness and smiles and sweetness and boyfriends and love and romance...
No one wants to be reminded that the first person that they get the slightest feelings for is dating their best friend.
Never.
Pie flavoured...
Anyway, I hope you liked it! :D
It was a poor attempt at using my constantly jumbled thoughts to create something that can be considered a 'fanfiction', but maybe someone out there will like it! Fact is, it got more and more random towards the end, because I lost focus in what I was writing and just pondered about the world itself. *_*
Love is often considered as quite a complex thing, but is it really?
Are all relationships we know of today faked?
Can emotions really be expressed in such a way?
Those are just a few of the questions that Rin Kagamine (in this story) has yet to find the answer to, but maybe she will... xD
Adeus!