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"RIIIIIN!"

A voice shrieked up to me as I was cooking a dish.

"WHAT?" I shouted back.

A mess of red hair popped into view.

"We have another customer! They want a miso ramen with extra pork!" Miki, the Redhead, said. I nodded, and started to cook the other dish. I'm Rin Kagami, and I, along with my friend/sister Miki, am an orphan. My parents had died at a young age, and Miki's family took me in. Then they also died. Not wanting to get sent to an orphanage, we spent the rest of Miki's mom's money on a restaurant. No one else ran that restaurant but Miki and I. And we were barely getting by as well. Our food was good, and we had some regulars, but they always were away, so we barely made enough to keep the restaurant by the end of each month. I ring up the dishes, and watch as Miki expertly delivers them to the little customers that we had.

Sighing, I went deep into thought, leaning against the cracked wall. At this rate, we'll run out of Miki's family money, and then it's to the streets we I ponder my thoughts, Miki sneaks up on me. "OI! Rin! We better go to sleep! We do have school tomorrow." Miki said.

Did I mention we go to school on top of this?

"Yeah, sorry, just thinking." I explained.

"Did you hear about that Len Kagamine guy?" she asked excitedly, "Or that really cool Piko dude?" Her eyes glazed over for a second. I rolled my eyes. Len Kagamine and Piko Utatane were two of the worlds most famous people. They were known for their singing, friendliness, and smarts. You could ask hundreds of people if they knew either of them, and there is a 9.99 chance out of 10 they will say yes.

Miki hopped up and down excitedly. "What if," She exclaimed, "They came to our restaurant!?"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, please Miki, we hardly get ten customers a week if we're lucky."

We both roll out our futons (We sleep on the floor of the kitchen of our restaurant. Lovely.), and pull the thin covers over our bodies.

"...Hey Miki?" I muttered, speaking about what was on my mind.

"Hm?" A half asleep Miki acknowledged.

"We're running out of money, and our restaurant can't keep up with the prices."

"..." Great, Miki knew where this was going.

"And, I mean, will we have to live on the streets? I'm just kind of scared that we-" I started to ramble on and on.

"Rin." I turn to Miki, who was lying across from me.

"Shut up." I looked at her wide eyed. She never had that look before, a mix of sadness and understanding, with a hint of anger. "That thinking isn't like you Rin! You are macho Rin! The Rin that will beat up guys who would look at her funny!"

I giggled a bit, and said, "Yeah, i'm sure we'll be fine. G'night Miki."

"Night" she said.

-[-]-

Len's POV (An hour earlier)

I was sitting in the park eating ice cream and watching a video on Youtube (A/N I don't own anything on youtube accept for an account). Normal right? Not when you know you're being stalked by the entire press and a horde of fangirls. I swear there is a killing intent in that mob.

I looked for a way to dash, and as soon as i moved, I had nearly a quarter of the city at my heels. As nice and friendly my friend Piko and I are, there's only so many fangirls you can handle at once. My limit is at least 100 at once. I round a corner, and quickly put on my "Somehow-this-fools-everyone-and-lets-me-escape" disguise. The entire crowd thunders past me like a herd of bulls, and I count around 500 people.

Jeez. Being famous has lots of drawbacks.

I trudge back to my apartment where i live next to Piko. Yes, i know you thought all rich people lived somewhere big, but for me, it keeps the press and fangirls away, and that is good enough. As I peel of my jacket and take off my hat, I find Piko Utatane sitting on the couch watching something about how fries were made. He turns to me, his face slightly green. "I," He said slowly, "am never eating at a fast food joint again."

I laughed, placing my hat on my table. The hat was perfect , because it hid my hair and had fake black bangs in front of my golden ones. Piko got up, then stretched.

"Fangirls? Or Press?"

"Both." I groan. Piko snorts.

"Thats what happens when you go out and forget your hat. A chunk of the city gets pulled to the magnet, AKA you." he grins. "But then again, don't any of those girls look

'appealing?'"

i sigh, "No, Piko, I didn't, and you have made me super tired and i must sleep."

Piko pouted playfully before leaving the room for his.

I flop onto my bed and close my eyes, thinking about Piko's words. Who will i find "appealing?"

I guess only time will tell. I close my eyes in order to prepare for school.

Yes. today Piko and I, Len Kagamine, two of the most well known people in the world, are about to go to a public school. the only upside i see is that the number of fangirls is something that i can keep under control, or at least run away from.

Joy.

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