Love, Or Something Like It
Chapter One

Kagamine Len was in an awful hurry.

Kagamine Rin was trying not to laugh.

"Hey, Len-chaan!" she called after her brother, voice a little too mocking to be properly funny; a little too mean to be shrugged off as a joke. But then again, Rin was like that. She knew there were things you should not say and tones you should not say them in, but she blatantly ignored this common courtesy in favour of winding up her adorable 5-minutes-younger-little-brother ("twins, actually," Len would always correct her, face sour) until he went red in the face and stuttered.

(That's what Len did when he got angry. He blushed and fumbled for words, like some stupid schoolgirl come face-to-face with her biggest crush. It was embarrassing.)

"S-shut up, Rin!" Len snapped back, oblivious to everything but the clock ticking in his head- three minutes left…

"But it's only school, Len-Len!" Rin teased. She hung behind, not running, strolling along at a leisurely pace with her messenger bag slung over one shoulder.

"I don't want to be late!"

Rin sighed. "Honestly, Len-Len, who cares? We're kids – we shouldn't have to work all day like stuffy old businessmen!"

"That's easy for you to say! You don't work at all."

"Not true!"

The distance between the pair was gradually growing; Len, charging on ahead, panting out retorts when he could muster the breath; Rin, meandering behind, maddeningly slowly. In fact, the more Len ran, the slower Rin got, as though were trying to annoy him on purpose.

Which, knowing Rin, was probably exactly what she was doing.

And there was not 'probably' about it.

Len turned back, hands balled into fists. "Rin, yesterday you fell asleep in English! You didn't even bother picking your pen up!"

"I didn't want to give the teacher false hope that I'd, like, actually pay attention," said Rin casually. "Besides, who needs to know the present tense of the verb 'to weave'? Am I ever to go to England?"

Not for the first time, Len worried over his sister's future. Sure, she was talkative and outgoing and – for the most part – people loved her; revolved around her, even, because she was self-confident and unafraid of anything. A natural leader.

In comparison, Len had very few friends.

But Rin was so lazy, too; so childish and immature it seemed impossible she would ever be able to get a proper job. Her motto was 'barely passing is still passing!', and she seemed to apply that to all lessons, if her C-grade average was anything to go by, the odd fail thrown in here or there for subjects she really, really hated.

Len was a straight-A student, and a member of the school council, and he'd never been late for school once-

And all that would change if he didn't get his ass into gear right now.

The clock hands spun ominously in his head.

One minute.

"Argh!" he cried in frustration, mussing up his blond spikes. "I don't know why I bother with you! It's all your fault I'm late anyway!"

"I couldn't find my world history textbook. Not my fault." Rin smiled insincerely.

"It was in the attic, Rin! How the hell did it get there? Obviously, it didn't get up and walk."

"Yes… It is, indeed, a mystery."

Len's eyes narrowed. "Mystery my ass."

"Oooh! You just swore, Len-Len-chan! That's so out-of-character for a guy like you!"

His cheeks flushed a delicate pink- yes, delicate, like a porcelain doll or a big-busted yet strangely childlike girl in a dating sim game. "W-what do you mean, a guy like-?" He bit his question off.

Thirty seconds.

"Never mind! I don't care. I don't care what you meant, and I don't care why your textbook was in the attic, and I don't care if you're late and – hell – I don't care if you even come to school at all. I don't care!"

And Len was off, dashing down the road as though there were twin jetpacks tied to his shoes. Such was his hurry to get to school, to maintain his perfect, squeaky-clean 100% on-time attendance record, he kicked up dust as he ran and his arms flailed back and forth like pinwheels.

Rin could only watch, arms folded, lips pursed.

"I can't believe I'm related to such a dork."

a.n: AMG I totally started a random story w/ no idea on what happens or anything xD Hahaha i'll figure something out C: my obligatory rin/len fic – all vocaloid fans seem to need to write one xD wish me luck! ^^
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