Warnings: Foremost this is BL aka Boys Love aka Yaoi. Don't like, don't read. Also! Len and Rin in this story are both Transsexual. If you don't like that, that's fine; but it might be wise not to read this story. Besides that, there is sex in this story (how many scenes, I don't know lol) so yes, this is M18! As far as any other warnings go, I don't know. I'll add more if any arise!

Author's Notes: I am dyslexic. If there is something wrong (something doesn't make sense or wrong words used), I can't help this. I'm doing the best I can, so please bear with me. If you do notice something, don't be afraid to let me know. I do re-read everything I write, but that's the best I can do. Sorry! Also, I am a student and on prac, so I may not have much time to write & upload, but I will try!

This is my second Kaito x Len story, so I hope you enjoy ;) I was kinda nervous uploading this, but I hope you all like it. The title is still a work-in-progress, so mind it :P

Chapter One

"I can't believe I've done it again," a quiet voiced echoed against the shower walls, almost muted under the spray of water. Curled up in a ball, the water gently patting along his back, a young blonde hair boy, Kagamine Len, mumbled a multiple of curses under his breath, feeling a little embarrassed in himself. He couldn't help but stare down ate his red hands, wondering if people were beginning to notice his unusual behaviour. In middle school, he'd gotten out of sports merely by a whim, but since entering high school, he didn't have the luxury. What was he to do expect leave a little bit earlier, shower and be dressed before the guys return from the field or wherever they were playing sport.

The problem was that Len was ashamed of his body. He was different. The problem was Len was born with female gentiles. He was even ashamed to think of the world they used to describe people like him. He knew he shouldn't be, but he didn't know how else to think. Everyone who knew about it, treated him as if he wasn't worthy of anything. His parents were a constant reminder that he was "imperfect" and would never be "perfect". They told him often enough that no one would want him, and because of this, he felt weak and useless.

He should have blocked them out, but he grew up with it. Though he was never really neglected (they weren't that cruel), they never really seemed to care about him. He was just a smudge on their name, and spent their whole lives trying to hide what was wrong with him. It had been so badly burnt into him to hide his true self that even now, he couldn't bear to have people know. It was just a dark secret that would burden him for life.

"I just want to be normal," Len whispered as he clenched his hands, trying not to cry again. If he didn't hurry up, the boys would return and then he'd been in trouble. After a minute, Len reached up to turn the taps off when he heard to door open and voices fill the room next door. Shit, he took too long! At least the steam would hide him, but he knew he would not be able to leave the shower until they were in the stalls and creating more steam with the water.

The door that opened into the shower room clicked and swung wide open, the hall filling with rowdy boys. Some people made comments about Len still being here, since he was normally completely dressed and almost out the door. One guy even went as far as to questioning why when he yelped. Len turned briefly to the voices, hearing the guy whine.

"Shion, what was that for?"

"Stop picking on him," the voice retorted before he heard a noise at his stall. "Are you alright, Len?" the voice asked.

Len nodded, staring at the floor. "I'm fine…"

"Are you sure, I mean, you're crouched down there and all."

Len laughed weakly. "I really am fine." There was a brief silence between them before he heard the other pull away from the stall door to yell at some of the guys. Clenching his eyes closed, Len prayed they were all in the stalls as he reached up and turned the shower off. He didn't check when he stepped out, wrapping the towel around his waist. He hoped he could move fast enough to get out of them.

"Len?"

Jumping, Len turned slightly towards the voice, staring at the grinning boy down the other end. "Y-Yes?"

"Good job today," Shion-senpai said brightly, beaming his contagious smile down at him.

Len smiled weakly at him before bolting from the room. He felt his face begin to flush as he moved towards his lockers. He wouldn't lie, but Shion-senpai somehow always made Len feel better. Shion-senpai was meant to be in the grade above, but he was sick for some time, and was held back to repeat his first year of high school. Because of that, he'd become a mentor for their year level, being slightly older and mature than the freshmen's. He was also the only one who acknowledged Len's efforts to fit in. Though he didn't know the reason, and had speculated out loud once before that Len hadn't participated in sport for health reason, he still constantly told Len he was doing a good job.

Secretly, Len had begun to fall for Shion-senpai. He knew he shouldn't, but sometimes things just happened like that. Despite everything, he did secretly pray that one day Shion-senpai could, and would return those feelings. For now, he would remain silent and continue to live the way he was; silent and broken.

Len had barely stepped in the door when he was met with disaster. "Dear god, Rin! Put a towel around you!" Len cried, slamming the apartment door shut and racing to his little sister at the end of the hallway. Rin was barely six year old, and though she was home before him and had bathed, she was still unable to dress herself without crying. Grabbing the discarded towel, he wrapped it around her waist, trying not to look into her teary eyes. Rin was no different from Len, having been born with male gentiles. Once Len had seen her, he'd argued with his mother about the situation.

"Why the hell didn't you ask for the operation? Why are you punishing Rin like this? You can have this fixed and give her a normal life!"

"Why should I waste my money on you freaks?!"

Len had cried for weeks after that. Rin, a little infant, would never understand the dark look in her parent's eyes. Unlike Len, however, she wasn't alone. He'd taken good care of her, and despite arguing constantly with his parents, he put her happiness before his own. She was too young to understand just yet what life was going to offer. When Len turned thirteen, he took Rin and moved into an apartment away from them. His parents paid for the place, and their only bargain in it was that they were never to come home. They got money when they needed it, so that was fine. Only recently Len had gotten a part time job, and hoped to god that no one at school found out. It was against school policy to have a job, but their parents had slacked off with money and they still had to feed themselves somehow.

"Why am I weird, nii-san?" Rin whimpered, clutching onto Len.

"You're not weird, Rin," Len soothed, cuddling her close. "You're perfect the way you are, and nii-san loved you lots."

"Really?"

"Really, really," Len smiled, leaning back to look her in the eye. Poking her nose, he grinned and picked her up into his arms. "Now, let's get you dressed and then we can make dinner."

"Dinner!"

Len eventually got her into her warm PJ's and then began making their food. Once they both ate, they cuddled up on the couch, watching cartoons until Rin fell asleep. Once she was in bed, he settled down at the kitchen table to do his homework. It was going to be just another long night.

A/N: So, Chapter One is pretty short. Sorry about that, but it is the introduction to the story. And no, I don't think transsexualism is a joke. Just in case some people think that, I don't take it as a joke.