A/N: First Vocaloid fic. I listened to this song recently and I was inspired by the hilarious rivalry... xD The chapters will probably not be in any order; mostly just an assortment of various scenes. However, I am open to suggestions on what to write, so feel free to include them in a review!
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"Oh, dear brother?"
The young noble does not look up from his book—he's heard that voice too many times to think much of it. Licking his index finger and turning a page, Len decides that the laws of government and political science are far more appealing than the [sickeningly] sweet expression his sister wears as she attempts to lean over him.
She reaches out to tug on a strand of his golden fringe and a smile tilts her lips upwards when he reacts, shooting her a venomous look.
"What do you want?" he asks curtly, pushing her hand away from his hair.
Rin grins at her brother's foul attitude and moves to sit in the chair beside him. Smoothing out the fabric of her shorts, she turns to him while resting her elbow on the table and bends one knee up slightly.
"Why, to spend time with you, of course!"
His brow furrows.
"…What do you actually want, Rin?"
"Hm?" Rin leans forward. "That is what I want."
"Realistically speaking," the boy rectifies once more with a sigh, returning his gaze to the words on the page in front of him. "If you have something to say, then say it. I do not wish to entertain your needs any longer than I must."
"Hmph! How rude! And here I thought my lovely brother, Len, would be happy to finally put down that tedious book and do something for a change—" she pauses for effect. "—with none other than moi!"
A nerve is struck.
"Hah? Are you calling my book tedious?" Len scoffs and glares at the girl, clearly offended. She cannot help but smirk at the indignant tone of his voice, the irritated glint to those [striking] blue eyes. He is too easy to pester; it is almost sad.
But, not quite as it is amusing.
"Tedious… Dull… Boring…" she pretends to yawn and lolls her head to the side. "Whichever word you like the most."
Tightening his jaw, Len shuts his book with a thunk and jabs a thumb to his chest, "I will have you know, one day, when I become the head of this family—"
"Correction; when I become the head of this family."
"Tch." He clicks his tongue. "Not possible," Len turns his nose up and crosses his arms. "You're imprudent."
His sister's smirk disappears at once.
"Wha—I'm not imprudent!"
"And selfish."
"How dare you? Selfish? Me?"
"And oh, so infantile."
Rin growls and pounces forward on her twin, thrusting out her hands to twist the locks of his hair but he counters, grabbing her wrists and pulling them downwards with a grin, "See?"
The haughty look her brother flashes at her… She grits her teeth. "You're insufferable!" Her face reddens angrily but she makes no signs of backing down and claws her way on top of him, managing to avoid his attempts to push her away until the two are wrestling.
"Ouch!" Len tries to yank her fingers from his ponytail but she does not yield. "G-Get off!"
She struggles against him. "Nghh… No…"
His cries of protest are finally muffled as she triumphantly pins him down in the chair, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead and smirking at Len's flustered expression. Before her twin can use this moment to turn the tables, Rin flips around on him so that her weight is pressed directly on him and so that her legs hover over his own from the chair—treating her older brother like a seat.
Rin hums in victory.
A defeated sigh escapes Len.
He leans back against the chair and shuts his eyes.
"Get off of me."
"Mm… No thank you, I rather like it here."
A pause.
"Rin?"
"Yes?"
"Tell me—why are you so tremendously heavy?"
She jerks down her leg, squashing his foot beneath hers and emits a hiss of pain from the boy.
"Shut up."
Len is already prepared to strike back, hands moving to tear off the silly black bow from his younger sister's golden hair but Rin is already prepared for his strike, ducking her head so that his fingers meet air. "Dammit!" the boy curses under his breath as she snickers. He decides to work from a different angle and digs his fingers into her sides, causing the girl to jump up with a yelp. Grinning, he presses harder and she lets out a strangled laugh, "Hah-ow! N-Not there!"
"Pardon me."
They freeze.
A figure at the doorway of the library draws their attention.
"Master Len and Lady Rin," their butler says in a polite manner, lowering his head respectfully. He straightens up with a smile. "Dinner is prepa—"
The two do not even spare the other a glance as they untangle themselves and race to the doorway, past the accustomed butler, 'humbly' accepting the challenge without a single word.
