I think I've said it before but I lose muse for stories quickly unless people want more xD. Tell me you want another chapter or else I won't continue the story. XD Cause I lose muse like quickly. Anyway I heard this creeeepy song the other day and it inspired me to come up with this. I might make this a series if you guys like it enough. Anyway let's get this over with.

The Crescendo High Murders: Kerosene and Kisses

I wish I could have you

Here

In my clutches

To remove the excuses from your mind

To part that haze and slice your soul to pieces

To sing a lullaby as I tied you to the slab

To shave your head with a dulling razor

As you watch

In the splattered mirror above you

To break your ribs individually

With a rock hammer

To shatter your shin bones

With a shovel

To burn your fingers & toes

To a necrotic black

With liquid nitrogen

To crack your teeth

With a splintered club

To pierce your limbs

With a nail gun

To silence your cries

To laugh in your eyes

To sharpen my favorite slicing device

And take your arms ah the elbows

To keep you alive

For a few moments longer

To smell your fear

To cover your body

With kisses & kerosene

To watch you burn

As my human sacrifice

To hear you

Scream in agony

The popping

Of your flesh

Crackling

As it cooks

To feel your child smile

The one you betrayed

The one you took

For nothing

For selfishness...

Rin Kagamine had never been a religious girl. This was the girl who sang "Song for Great Satan" after all. Maybe she was an atheist.

However, when she opened his eyes to the cold gray stone the dungeon walls, its darkness almost suffocating, her mind cried out for whatever God would listen, begging that this all be a nightmare and not reality.

After a futile struggle against her bonds, she realized or rather felt the cold and rusted steel cutting against her wrist and ankles, and the cold stone of the slab on which she lay chilled her to the core. Only a moment later did she realize she was naked. Her head affixed to the slab made only allowed her blue eyes to look up at a dirty mirror, so decayed with rust that she could barely make out her reflection.

"H-Hello? Please...is anyone out there?" At her plea, the deafening sound of the large metal door creaking out penetrated the silence.

She could hear footsteps but she couldn't see who or what entered but it was apparent that whomever entered wasn't an angel.

Through the silence, a familiar voice cut through, humming merrily a song she recognized from long ago. Twilight Homicide. All coming from a boy she knew. Or at least she knew of. Masayuki. He sat behind her in class. The brother of Mayu and a pretty unnoticeable boy beyond the rainbow tips of his hair.

He leaned casually against the door frame, his black button up top, unbuttoned and untucked from his short pants, leaving his nearly milky white skin of his chest bare and exposed. He looked dazed as if he wasn't completely with it.

"Masa...yuki?" Was about all she could say, before she sputtered out just as quickly" Help me! Untie me!"

The oddly tall for his age boy walked towards her, placing his hands against the stone between the girl's feet, He merely regarded her with only mild curiosity, one delicate eyebrow arched.

"Oh princess...why would I help you after I went through all the trouble of getting you here..." He chided, his tone mildly amused as a small smile graced his plump lips. It was all Rin could do to release a nervous chuckle.

"Ha, you did this? Masa if this was your idea of a game-"

She stopped for a moment she herself wasn't sure that that "game" was the right word here. This seemed to be a blatant kidnapping.

Masayuki sighed at the girl's stupidity part of which he found adorable. As he lifted his knee to climb up on the slab, he shook his head as he replied, "I'm afraid I've had enough of games..."

Anyone who really knew him, knew that behind that innocent face and quiet demeanor lied a monster. He had for ages now been stalking the elder Kagamine twin. His love or dare say obsession with her got worse by the day. It wasn't love that drove his actions anymore. It was hate. A relentless hate that he now had for her. As far as his twisted mind knew Rin was in his way, she had caused him far too much grief and now...punishment had to be dealt. Nothing would save her from him. Not now not ever. And now that he had her he would keep her with him forever.

Slowly, Masayuki crept up the length of Rin's body, his head bowed and and shielded his face behind the veil of his platinum blonde hair.

"Masa, please-"

"Shut up!" the boy shouted suddenly. Rin felt something cold and thick run along her leg, and press into her thigh.

"It takes quite a lady to break someone down to this…wouldn't you agree?"

He spat out the statement as though it were poison already close to killing him. "Especially to someone who loved her dearly." It wasn't until Rin saw the telltale gleam that it was clear what the mystery object pressed against her was, and she flew into a panic. Masayuki of course continued to talk calmly as if this was normal.

"Perhaps therein lies the problem. You don't think before you act...you're just a mindless beast aren't you?"

"What are you talking about?! I haven't-!"

Her head then jerked only slightly to the right when the tip of the knife connected harshly with her jaw.

"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Masayuki asked, his voice eerily calm. He laid down on his side next to the bound girl, facing up to the filthy mirror. "Look at us..." he said softly, placing a hand on Rin's damp, heaving chest. His tone grew dark, "To think I thought that we'd made such a lovely couple...but you had to be selfish...you had to be greedy."

The boy eased off of the slab and made his way to the far wall, where a collection of different instruments hung. He had used them before, and was unsure if he had something good enough for his princess, but he had a plethora of ideas he wanted to try tonight, and every last knife to the very last saw played a part.

His first weapon of choice was a basic hammer, made out of iron that had long since began to rust. Its head was breaking, and falling off in some parts, the handle worn from years of doling out punishment.

Not enough to kill, but surely enough to hurt, and that was all he wanted.

For now.

Rin watched him warily, becoming even more self-conscious at the fact that she was once again naked in front of someone. As the boy returned to his place at the foot of the slab, the hammer resting casually on her delicate shoulder as he ran it down to her leg.

"Have you ever played whack-a-mole before Rin?" Masayuki commented casually, and Rin briefly wondered if the boy, in his state, had completely lost whatever was left of his his mind.

"Mayu told me all about it." Masayuki took a stance, his legs spread shoulder width apart, and he tapped the hammer against the stone slab like a child would do. "It's a bit boring sometimes, you have to wait for these stupid moles to stick their head out, but as soon as one pops out you slam down the hammer."

On his word, Masayuki swung the hammer with down with speed, hitting the girl's foot with enough force to break it at the ankle. Rin released a blood curdling scream, to which Masayuki only chuckled.

"You always did make the most beautiful noises." He said simply, before going to slam down on the other foot. The screams finally died down into sobs, and Masayuki threw his hammer off to the side it hitting the ground with a loud slam.

"Masayuki, please! I swear, I'll do whatever you want! J-Just stop...let me go!" Rin pleaded, choking down the bile that was threatening to rise in her throat from the pain, and the almost immediate feeling of needing to piss herself.

Pitiable girl, it was only going to get worse.

Masayuki cocked his head to the side, a deceptively charming smile gracing his lips. "Oh, I know you will." he replied. "And in that case I have a request."

She shakily nodded and tried her best to keep whatever bearings she had left.

"A-Anything you want...what do you want?"

He leaned down moved close to the blonde's ear and whispered is a disturbingly seductive voice.

"Scream lots and lots before you die okay?"

That sent Rin into a frenzy as she began crying out to anyone who would listen.

"Len! Mikuo! God someone help me!"

He paused hearing that name...it only made him angrier but he wouldn't let it show.

Masayuki looked almost gleeful and stepped away from the table, and walked to somewhere out of sight.

She shut her eyes and begged, "Let this all be a dream! Some terrible nightmare. I'll wake up and hug Len, I'll hang out with Miku, and all if this will be gone..."

Then suddenly she felt something against her. Something cold. She opened her eyes and looked out the corner of her eyes.

Her younger brother Len.

She would've bolted up had she not been tied down.

"Len! Thank god...help me! Please! I-"

She stopped giving him another look.

It was Len, which was apparent. But something was terribly wrong. His eyes, were clouded over much like one would see on a dead fish.

"L-Len...?"

Tears began clouding her vision again, this couldn't be real. Sure Len died in songs and videos but Len never really died. Never.

"Isn't he quiet now?"

He gaze shifted back to her captor who at some point had sat beside her on the slab once more.

"You're not mad are you? Seriously are you mad? I took care of Len. He was a fighter, he couldn't or rather wouldn't stay quiet. He put up a big fight but...he lost the game just like the others. Maybe you'll last longer huh?"

And with that she lost all her hope. Even if she managed to make it out of here, what then? Len was dead. There was no cut. No wrap. This was real.

"I liked Len too, such a charmer when he's not off playing Spice ne?" His gaze shifted to the crying girl beside him and ran a finger down her cheek.

"You were always my favorite though even now...so I'll try to make it as painful as possible for you."

Rin, having lost it now could only scream.

"WHY NOT JUST GET IT OVER WITH?!"

Her tear streaked face was almost too much for him to bear.

Masayuki's tone didn't change at all though. He still remained calm.

"Love is a lot more stimulating when it's painful, and I want you to feel how much I love you. Pleasure and pain go hand in hand. As do love and death. Hate as well fits into the equation. I figure if you don't appreciate how much I love you, or rather how much I've come to hate you... death is the only reasonable punishment."

A familiar clink sound hit her ears again as he ran the knife up the slab.

And instantaneously the fear returned to the elder Kagamine as did her tears. She didn't want to die after all.

"Relax, my love," Masayuki cooed, "It will only get better. After all," Cold peridot yellows turned their attention back to the task at hand. "I'm only getting started."

"Please...don't do this! If I die what good am I to you?! Punishments are supposed to teach people. If I die I'm not learning anything!"

Masayuki or rather what was left of him hadn't heard her plea. Or anything for that matter. With the tip of the knife in her hand he dug it into her abdomen cause her to bleed almost immediately and a sharp gasp of pain to hit his ears which only edged his on further, and he began quite literally to slice her to ribbons. Blood splattering his face and clothes and her deafening screams begins to make him groan in ecstasy, he was a sadist at heart after all.

He regained control after a moment, he had done some damage, not enough to kill her, just enough to cause her excruciating pain.

She was screaming herself raw at this point hoping someone anyone could hear her.

"Be quiet!"

The screaming only continued and it was getting louder.

And with the sound of shattering teeth it died down, as Masayuki in his own psychotic fit slammed the hammer down across her mouth. Breaking her front row of teeth which lead to her mouth beginning to fill with blood. It dripped out her open maw, it would seem he broke her jaw as well.

The beautiful Rin Kagamine reduced to this bludgeoned shell.

As she faded from consciousness she could've sworn she saw a tear, steadily rolling down her assailant's cheek.

"Ne ne Rin, tomorrow let's go bother Kaito! It'll be fun, we can even bring him that ice cream he loves so much!"

"Yeah! It'll be fun Len!"

"I'll meet you at home then?"

"Yeah I'll be back at the house in an hour."

An hour.

She remembered walking home, and seeing the blood outside the doorway, she remembered seeing it on the stairs and then everything went black.

Maybe an hour or so later Rin woke back up with a jolt, her entire body was numb, but her head was free. Her vision cleared for a moment just enough to see the newest weapon in his hand. A machete in the style of Mayu's axe with even a bow tied to the handle in his left hand, with a steady amount of crimson flowing down the blade and a syringe in the other and the look of the utmost pity on Masayuki's face.

"Don't go...just yet. I'm not done yet...Rin."

He rested his head against her hand.

Her hand.

Which by all laws shouldn't be where he was. She couldn't stretch that far and she was tied down. So how...?

Her eyes scanned lower only to see the horrific truth.

Her hand was severed.

He had cut off her hand or rather her entire lower arm.

She looked to him for some sort of explanation for this. Anything.

He rubbed his cheek against her palm and smiled.

"Insanely enough I loved you, it flows incessantly...this fresh red blood. Now tell me why are you crying so much?"

He lapped at the blood on the handle all the while keeping steady eye contact with her as he performed this depraved act.

She remembered those lyrics from a song she heard Mayu sing. Ellie.

Rin gazed at her herself again the dirty mirror.

Looking at every cut and bruise that lined her body that he delivered to her unconscious form. She couldn't feel it buy her ribs with broken, as he had a tantrum when she fell unconscious. She gazed at her brother's dead body in the corner and mumbled a sorry. Maybe had she gone home with him...just maybe he'd be alive?

She felt something hit her in the chest. But she was too drugged up to react.

She could only watch herself die at this point.

And at this point she would welcome it.

And almost like he could read her mind he had gotten bored.

He walked over with the machete scraping against the floor behind him.

He placed the machete at her neck. Yellow met blue, heaven met hell. And with foul swoop, Rin felt his lips against hers and the blade pierced her flesh. As she lost consciousness for the last time. There was no white light, no last words. Only agony, regrets and despair before she drifted off into eternal rest. The killing blow being a literal kiss of death.

Next to the slab, he kept a pail, something from when he was very little, filled to the brim with kerosene. The boy doused the body with it, before taking a match from his pocket, lit it, and tossed it onto the body, embracing the heat as the girl along with her twin went up in flames.

"A cleansing fire, all for me."

She betrayed him.

She burned in fire.

And now he was set free.

Even if it had all been in his head.

Masayuki gazed at her one last time before climbing the steps out of the basement and back into his home. He cleaned the blood from his hands and face. He changed his clothes and sat it the eerily quiet house. He go about things just as he always did.

After all...Rin was only the beginning.

For nothing

For selfishness

...in a

Perfect world

I would get

My wish.

Well there. My demented rambling is over. If you guys want a chapter two...Miku might be next. XD And for those who didn't know Masayuki is the fanloid genderbend of MAYU. I know he has many other fan names but I like this one. And his personality is canon here for my sake.