I've actually been planning this since my birthday. There are 9 updates and now, 6 stories, in correspondence to my birthday: 9/6/96 6:09 p.m. Please enjoy and review.

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Ayumi: To hell with that restraining order, I'M GETTING MY ROADROLLER!

Rin

"Senpai, please go out with me!" I stared at him in disbelief, causing his cheeks to redden. Now, most girls, normal girls might have fainted or cried or they might burble out some sappy garbage, but me? I just stood there, completely unmoved and said, "Are you serious?"

"W-well, senpai, I've always liked you-" he began but I gave a stop signal. "Len, first off, stop calling me senpai. We're in the same class." "Oh yeah!" I didn't think it was possible but he became even redder until he practically resembled a tomato.

Let me explain the situation to you. For those who do not understand why I'm not automatically accepting the confession of the school's supreme shota, it's simple. I'm busy wondering, why me?

Hello, have you seen this guy's fanclub? There are at least 300 members in the school alone and most of them are, how do I put this, mature. Gorgeous, tall goddesses with actual figures and huge busts.

I'm slightly shorter than average, so plain it should be a crime, flat as a board and no curves to boast of. My hair's a nice shade of blonde but it's too short and my eyes are blue, like Len's, minus the purity. Honestly, I don't have anything special.

Hell, the only logical reason he likes me (if he's serious) is because I wear a bow in my hair. Yes, folks, a big, white, fricking bow. I'm not sure why I still wear it. Maybe because Iroha tells me it makes me look like a manga character, but back to the point.

"I know I'm not good enough, Hatsune-san, but-" "Len, I didn't say that..." "But I'll try my best! So, what's your answer?"

I'm sorry but I couldn't help thinking how many confessing rules Len was breaking. I mean, in shoujo, doesn't the guy usually give the girl time to think? And bring a gift? He suddenly blabs out he likes me in the middle of lunch with no preparation whatsoever. It seems rather suspicious...

Unfortunately, I didn't have any time to ponder since he was using the deadliest trick man has ever created. The puppy-dog face.

I sighed, knowing one way or another I'll give in. "Sure, why not?" He looked up, eyes shining. "Really?" "Well, I don't see anything wrong with it." "O-OK, Hatsune-san. How about after school? I'm going karaoking with some friends." "Alright, sounds good."

He looked really excited. He talked very quickly and he keept fidgeting, like he couldn't contain himself. It took all my self-restraint to stop myself from hugging him and screaming, "WHY THE DAMN ARE YOU SO FRICKING KAWAII?

"See you after school, Hatsune-san!" "Wait!" He turned. I gulped, but I just had to tell him anyway. "You can call me Rin, you know."

~.~

"Len, Rin! L-E-N!" Iroha kept shrieking into my ear. At this rate, I'm going to need some serious surgery.

But I can understand her excitement. Before the last bell had rung, people who have never cared for my existence before stopped, stared and started whispering as I passed. The extra attention makes me squirm. On the bright side, however, I'm going out with KAGAMINE LEN!

I know, I know, I didn't seem excited but I was. Am. Whatever.

Moving on, Len is the most adorable, most innocent, most shota-like shota to end all shotas to ever exist in the entire Universe! Those golden, spiky locks that frame his heart shaped face, along with those beautiful innocent sapphires. His perfect, porcelain skin that most girls would kill for and those perfect strawberry lips...

This is so sick. I've never even walked next to him and I'm already fantasizing about making out with him. I'm so perverted.

"Iroha, I don't get why you're so hyper. We're just gonna karaoke for awhile and he'll take me home. We're not even alone, his friends are coming along." "But, Rin, how many girls has the Kagamine Len asked out before this?" "None I can recall of."

"Exactly!" she concluded with a triumphant smile. "Naturally, you have to be the perfect girlfriend! Rin, you're an otaku-" "Not your level-" "I know, but you know the tricks that so many shojo artists use. Make use of your knowledge! Create the awkward-situation-which-leads to-romantic-feelings! Bring to life the great works of Japanese animaton! DO IT, RIN!"

Her face was really close and when Iroha is in otaku mode, it's best to just go along. I nodded slowly and she turned, satisfied before continuing out the gate. "Wait-" "Look who's behind me."

I nearly didn't spot him, seeing as how he's being surrounded by half a dozen fangirls who were busy trying to tag along on our date. Did I just say that?

"Len-kun, we wanna come too." "No fair, Hatsune gets all the fun." "Pretty pleae, Len-kun." On and on they went. I was expecting Len to be the softie he was and just say yes but he was firm. "I want to be with just Hatsune-san today, if you don't mind."

My jaw dropped. Could he get any sweeter? I mean, no one's ever said something like that about me before, not once...

"Aww, Len-kun," they went and began tugging on his clothes. It was about time I stepped in anyway. "Hey, Len!" They all turned. "Hatsune-san!" Len exclaimed, looking genuinely pleased to see me. "See you girls!"

The vultures weren't giving up their meat so easily. They ignored him and continued whining while shooting daggers in my direction. These girls did not know who they were messing with.

"If Len wants to go, let him go. Or should I use other methods of dealing with you?" My tone was layered with ice and I had my best death glare on. They froze and quickly fled, shouting goodbyes at Len with a few added curses for me.

"Let's go, Len," I said and pulled him to the zebra crossing. "Hatsune-san-" "I told you to call me Rin, didn't I?" His expression made me think he may have doubted me, just like how I had felt about him. I took a deep breath and made a resolution. "If you're going to be serious about this, I'm going to be serious about this."

"Oh, oh, th-thanks." He really was so cute! Then, the light turned green, ruining the perfect moment because people began shoving us in their rush to get to the other side.

"Something wrong?" "Oh, nothing," I lied as he pulled me across the road. Oh, now I know why he had panicked. We were holding hands.

OK, it was completely selfish and completely mean but I squeezed his hand gently, just to see his reaction. (Hey, blushing shotas are the pinnacle of an otaku's life! Live with it!) He was rather startled, I knew and probably super-embarrassed, but he never let go.

~.~

It was unexpectedly, fun. Len introduced me to his friends, though I'm not quite clear on how they all became acquainted. Some elite club and special society classes, according to Len. He didn't seem to want to explain so I didn't bug him about it.

There were three guys and two girls. The guys were Kaito, a tall, blue-haired ice-cream addict with matching deep blue eyes; Hakuo, around our age with blood-red eyes and pure white hair; and Leon, his hair wheat-coloured, his eyes emerald green and Kaito's best friend. Gumi had short, bright green hair, her eyes the exact same shade as well, while Teto had dark pink curly pigtails and pink eyes.

They were all pretty good singers and the machine gave each plenty of high scores. I don't want to brag but my scores were, a lot better than I expected.

The golden rule with this group when it came to karaoke was that they picked the songs and no matter how bad, you had to sing the. Guess what Eternal Blaze, Secret Ambition and Innocent Starter all have in common? They're all theme songs for Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha, an anime which Kaito was apparently a dedicated fan of. I didn't protest though. The songs were nice and I miraculously pulled them off.

Len sang the most. His list kept piling up with plenty of random stuff everyone contributed to (myself included) but I guess the funniest part was when Gumi made him try SPICE. A shota singing about sex. Priceless.

The karaoke bar had a decent buffet so we snacked as we sang. Time prefers using a Concorde when you're having fun, because when I took a quick glance at my watch it was almost 11. Miku wanted me home by 8:30.

Being the gentleman he was, Len offered to send me home, via subway. I insisted, even if his driver could do it.

"Sorry if you felt uncomfortable, Rin. My friends are a little, different." "No, no," I shook my head. "I had fun. We should do it again sometime." "What? Do you mean-" "I don't mind another date, Len." "You don't have to be nice-" "I mean it."

I stopped and stood in front of him. "I really enjoyed it and I think I like hanging out with you." On cue, he turned scarlet. "Oh, er, th-thanks, Hatsu, I mean, Rin," he said, stumbling over his words. I giggled. "Well, this is my place."

"Oh, is that why you stopped?" "Pretty much," I shrugged. I've never realized it before but he's actually my height. I look at him, the most wanted shota in the world. He's so close, right in front of me, I could just kiss him- "RIN!"

We both spun around. Miku's not as angry as I expected her to be. She looks more, relieved.

In a heartbeat, she was out the door and crushing me into a 'sisterly' hug. "Rin, I'm so glad you're home. And you even brought , Len?" She paused. "How did you know?"

"What are you talking about, Miku?" I said, pushing her away. I felt confused. "How do you know Len, anyway?"

At first, she didn't respond but just stood there, frozen. I still wish she hadn't spoken that night, because her next sentence rocked the very foundation of my reality. "Rin, Len is your twin brother."

My first twincest. What do you guys think? Seriously review. It makes me write this stuff faster.