Chapter One.
"You are an evil girl, Rin Kagamine!"
The seven year old girl looked up upon hearing her name. She smirked cheekily at the member of staff. "It doesn't matter. I'm getting adopted."
Rin Kagamine was a bad little girl. She did naughty things, and often found that she enjoyed doing them. She set things on fire, for starters. She was manipulative and cruel. She was disrespectful, and not at all ashamed of herself. Adults were just boring. But, her foster parent was okay. She'd be out of the care home soon enough.
Kiyoteru Hiyama, the staff member that had yelled at Rin, scowled sternly. "That boy is a new member of the household. He is a very nice little boy, and there was no need to push him around like that. God knows how you got adopted."
Kiyoteru was quite new at working in the foster home, and he had disliked Rin ever since he laid eyes upon her. She was trouble with a capital T. Kiyoteru had always been a little superstitious because of his mother, who had told his all sorts of things when he was younger.
But in his opinion, you didn't need to know any tales to see the potential in Rin's eyes. There was something about them. They were dark and precocious; the type of eyes that warned you of the danger within, and could easily make a grown person uncomfortable.
Kiyoteru was quite glad the home was getting rid of the girl now. "Go and apologise to him. He should be downstairs, poor boy. He's only just moved here, and he might have a hard time settling in now." The man paused, taking hold of Rin's hand tightly to drag her along with him.
She didn't care though. This new boy would just have to get on with it. He'd have to find foster parents, like her.
Before Rin realised, Kiyoteru had dragged her down the stairs to the corridor where the new boy was standing. He had big, innocent blue eyes and a timid expression. His hair was the same colour as a pale daffodil. He was watching Rin warily. He already had a scraped knee and a banged elbow because of her.
But to be fair, she hadn't meant to push him too hard. Just enough to startle him a little. He shouldn't have been so weak in the first place.
Under the firm stare of Kiyoteru, Rin had to make an apology. "I'm very sorry for pushing you," she said, lacking remorse. She almost sounded sarcastic, despite not clearly knowing what sarcasm was.
Kiyoteru left, needing to attend to other matters in the house, such as dinner. Rin and the boy were left alone.
"It's okay. I'm Len Kagamine, by the way," the boy said, looking down at his scraped knee. He didn't really know why Rin had pushed him. Perhaps it was a custom at the care home. The place gave him a funny feeling in his stomach. There were long corridors, and it was always strange knowing that you were going to live in a new place.
"Kagamine. That's my last name, too." Rin said the words as if they were an accusation. She paused, looking angry for a moment, before smiling slyly. "This means we can be related, yes? Always nice to have family. Why are you here anyway?"
Len's tongue felt useless in his mouth. "My parents. They…a fire at my house when I was smaller. Some weird stuff happened at my last home, so now I'm here."
Rin didn't feel bad about it personally. There was nothing she could do, so why was she supposed to be upset? She did however recognise that Len was a very unlucky boy.
She led him upstairs and was showing him down a corridor when a girl called Miku passed them. She eyed both Rin and Len. She was two years older than Rin, and a little bit frightened of her.
"You two could be twins," Miku whispered to herself, looking at Len.
Rin ignored the other girl and continued to lead Len down the corridor, until they reached a room right at the very end. It was a spare room. One corner of the room was piled high with dusty, half opened, brown boxes. On the other side was a window, that let in some cold air.
But what really made Len shiver was the mirror that was in the centre of the room. There was already a large crack in the bottom left hand side of the mirror, and the mirror's face was decorated with dust and scratches. In the mirror, he could see him and Rin. They did look similar. They were the same height. They both had blonde hair, and blue eyes. Maybe they really could be a family, just by themselves.
"To become family, we've got to have the same blood, right?" Rin began. She rummaged through the boxes, finding an old rusty hammer.
Len's eyes widened as he saw the hammer. You weren't supposed to touch things like that. That was against the rules. "What are you doing?"
Rin looked over her shoulder. "This." The hammer was much too heavy for her. She grasped it in two hands, and standing close to the mirror, swung it.
There was a loud crash as shards and shards of glass showered over Rin. She help up her arm in defence before grinning at her handiwork. When all the glass had reached the floor, she kneeled down despite the glass to find a sharp enough piece.
"That's bad luck," Len murmured. He'd had enough bad luck in his life already. The fact that Rin could be making herself unlucky made him feel uneasy.
"Doesn't matter. I'm getting adopted tomorrow." She stood up, holding a small piece of sharp glass. She had cuts on her knees, but she didn't care. "Give me your hand."
The boy stared, but did not question. He held out his palm, and watched obediently as Rin cut a slice in his hand. He bit his lip, glancing down at the red smear on his skin. Pressing his hand against his mouth, Rin did the same to her own hand.
"Don't suck the blood!" Rin hissed, grabbing Len's wrist. "We need that."
Once again, Len didn't question her. The girl pushed their hands together, smearing good blood with bad.
"See? We must be family. We've got the same blood," Rin told Len, deciding that her logic must be correct. Len wasn't sure if blood worked like that, but he had some sort of sister now, at least.
"But you're moving tomorrow."
"Family doesn't stop because of distance, moron," Rin snarled. She wasn't quite sure if she liked Len or not. He was so good and innocent.
It didn't matter though. She wasn't going to see him again.
"What's going on up there?" Kiyoteru's voice could be heard from the bottom of the stairs.
"Len broke a mirror!" Rin shouted back. Rin would later get a secret smack for that little lie. She had caused enough trouble for Len in one day, according to Kiyoteru.
She glanced at Len, smirking. His eyes were wide. He'd never met someone like Rin before.
"Why did you lie?"
The blonde haired girl shrugged on shoulder. "I felt like it."
Despite them being only seven years of age, Rin Kagamine and Len Kagamine could already tell the difference between themselves. Rin was bad, and Len was good.
AN: A break from writing romance. Please review!:)