Back with another short chappie! School starts tomorrow and I am nowhere near ready. Dx Anyhow, I was wondering if anyone's up for beta-ing this story? If so, thankies and please comment or PM me! That is all, so read on!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vocaloid.
Chapter 2: Request
Len P.O.V.
"Achoo!" I sneezed violently once more, my arm gathering the bacteria and phlegm that expelled from my mouth and nose.
"Bless you," I heard Kaito snicker from behind.
I rolled my eyes and grinned, "Thanks."
My nose was colored a light tinge of red as I held my breath to prevent further sneezing. I felt my forehead and sighed, the warmth radiating on palm. I burrowed my face into my hands and puffed my cheeks childishly. It was no fair. Why did it have to rain so much yesterday?
I snuck a quick glance at the desk far back in the corner. Kagamine looked the same as usual, her bangs concealing most of her face and her shady eyes engrossed unwaveringly to the chalkboard. I smiled gratefully, glad that she at least acknowledged me yesterday.
As our fierce homeroom teacher, Big Al, scribbled an announcement on the board, I noticed how lively the classroom was, as usual. Students sat casually on their desks and cliques whispered amongst themselves, talking about random drama and their love lives. Smiles and laughs swept over everyone's faces. Miki was blushing furiously while she chatted with her best friends, Lily and Maika, while constantly glancing in this direction. Kiyoteru, Piko, Oliver and Gakupo surrounded me, rambling about the sports festival and girls.
"Kagamine, you're playing soccer at the sports festival right?!" an aggravated Kiyoteru slammed his palms on my desk.
I scratched my head and laughed nervously, "Well, yeah! Of course I am!"
I stared in amusement at Piko, who casually slung an arm around his taller friend, Kiyoteru. With blissful tears welling up in his eyes, he pumped his fist and declared proudly, "That's our Kagamine! Ready to take the victory for our team! Woot! "
"Kagamine, you'd better not make our class lose! I would help but I'm playing baseball," Gakupo declared with a curt shake of his head.
"And who says he'll lose against the other teams? He's Len Kagamine!" Oliver smiled with a thick layer of pride coated in his smug voice.
Piko slapped Oliver's hand in a rather harsh, passionate high-five. These guys…
"Well, I won't say that but… Good luck everyone!" I cheered in the loudest indoor voice I could muster.
My words automatically caused wide grins of pride, happiness, and delight on everyone's faces, with the exception of Rin Kagamine. Although, her head perked up at my rather loud cheer. For a moment, our eyes met. My mouth was agape at the sudden contact, but she quickly turned to face the board. I grinned, a bit happy that she wasn't like what the rumors said. Or, at least, I don't think so.
Kiyoteru gasped and said in a low voice, "Why are you looking at Rin Kagamine?! What if you became stone? I mean, you may deserve a statue but that's not the way to go, buddy! And what's the point of greeting her every morning? She'll only ignore you."
Oliver nodded fervently, whispering, "Didn't you hear? Hiyama was one of her victims! He tripped on air everywhere he walked when he sat at her desk!"
I laughed, "Hiyama's just clumsy. Those events are totally unrelated."
Kiyoteru blushed, obviously embarrassed at his trait. I chuckled when Piko gave him a rough noogie in a sore attempt to lift his spirits.
"Yo, Len, you're practicing with us after school right?" Kaito called from behind.
I shook my head, "Sorry guys. I have a job, you know. Well, I still have a little time after school but still."
Piko frowned, but immediately pumped his fist in the air once more while constantly nodding and tears comically flooding down his cheeks. "Len! You're only fifteen and you have to work so hard to help support your mom and your sister!"
"Yo! Everyone shut your shitholes and pay attention to the good-looking homeroom teacher!" Big Al commanded, his deep voice piercing the air and an immediate silence following.
Lily glared at him, "Can't you see we're trying to have a conversation about important things?! Jeez, rude people!"
Laughter emitted from the other students at Lily's crazy antics. After all, we were all well aware of their rather loud girl talk. Miki blushed furiously as she buried her steaming face in her hands. Maika giggled, slapping Miki's back reassuringly.
Kagamine sat behind them with a bored expression plastered on her face. She leaned against her palms and peered out the window next to her, seeming as distant as ever. Will I ever be able to get through to you…?
Big Al scowled at Lily's interruption and folded his arms, "You're lucky I don't care! But anyways, I know y'all are lazy and all but since we're going by last name, this week's cleaning duty goes to our fellow Kagamines. That's all." Then came a maniac, superior laughter from his throat.
Glancing once again in her direction, I could see that she flinched when she heard her last name being called. But as usual, she was still very reserved and didn't bother to react much.
I sighed and raised my hand, not bothering to wait for him to call my name, "And why are you laughing?"
"'Cuz you're getting cursed tonight. Ha!" he pointed at me with a trembling finger as his booming laugh echoed in the classroom.
Kiyoteru sent me a grave look from beside me and mouthed, "Good luck."
Rin P.O.V. (Time Skip)
For some reason, the other first years decided to start unrealistic rumors about me. I am not psychic, nor do I possess any other supernatural abilities. Well, at least it's better this way. People can avoid me, and they won't pester me to speak. Plus, they won't get close to me.
It's not like I want to be this distant, though. A part of me wants to be normal again. But I can't. Not after that. There's no way I can be who I was without taking risks. Without hurting people. It's better this way, after all. I won't have to feel so guilty, people will be happier, and life can go on.
Life. I breathed a light sigh and closed my eyes. Life is so unfair. Innocent people die, while the guilty ones live on to shoulder the burden.
My fingers traced the stinging, red scratch marks surrounding my neck. They were rough and bumpy, scabs starting to form from the wounds.
I glanced at the other Kagamine, who was quietly erasing the chalkboard. His face was serene yet determined. I shook my head, not wanting to think about someone like him. I went back to sweeping the floors, my quivering fingers grasping the handle. I watched as the dust piled up little by little, candy wrappers and dirt here and there.
Then, I heard a loud tapping from Kagamine's direction. Facing him, I saw that he had written a small 'Hi. Don't mind my handwriting. Ehe.' on the board. I quickly noted his scratchy, messy handwriting and waved my hand slowly. I immediately regretted it, realizing that I had just gone against my vow. Again.
Well, it wouldn't hurt to just communicate like this. Maybe then, he'll stop bothering me.
He laughed happily, saying, "Can I just call you Rin for now?"
I shook my head uncertainly. Calling someone by their first name indicates friendliness. If that happened… If he got the wrong idea… Then he might just force me to break my wills. I was always weak…Tsk.
His lips curled into a frown, but he shook it off and grinned. As he turned his back to erase the board, he beamed, "Now that you can't run away, maybe I'll be able to get closer to you!"
I took a step back, a bit intimidated with his behavior. Now that I can't run away? It makes him sound like a rapist or something.
I raised my eyebrow, as if to say, 'Not like I want to talk.'
"I know you can't talk, which is why I'll do all the talking!" he scratched the back of his head and blushed, looking away. "I-I didn't mean it that way. I'm not conceited or anything!"
With a critical face, I nodded gently. I knew he wasn't full of himself like our homeroom teacher. I shuddered at the thought. He definitely scared me sometimes.
My nod seemed to raise his spirits as his grin grew wider, "You know, I'm sorry if I scared you or something yesterday. I didn't mean to."
I swept the pile of dirt and trash into the dustpan and shook my head, assuring him that I wasn't scared or anything. I just ran away because of the sorrowful memories that came with the rain… At least he didn't notice the tears that were streaming down my face yesterday. I just wish that I had an umbrella to shield me from both the rain and him.
"For the sports festival, you're sitting out right?" he inquired curiously, tilting his head to the side.
My face heated up at his weird actions as I kept my eyes glued to the ground and nodded. I set the broom down and walked to the supplies cabinet for a mop.
Kagamine smiled and scratched his cheek nervously, not daring to face my direction. He was obviously happy that I was responding to him.
"Then, you wouldn't mind watching my soccer match right? I mean, it's a selfish request but…"
My eyes widened at his request. No, I wasn't shocked because of that. It was because I was having this feeling that was telling me to say yes. And I remembered her words from five years ago; her advice that told me to follow my gut.
I nodded, fully aware that I was starting to betray myself. But maybe it wasn't so bad. Maybe he'll get tired of pestering me and leave.
Or, at least, that's what I sincerely hoped. But I guess that anyone who knew Len Kagamine would know that once he's committed to something, he'll stop at nothing to get what he wants.
I sighed, his words ringing in my head in constant cycles. As I sunk myself deeper into the couch, I flipped on the T.V. but paid no attention to it. The laughter resonating from the sitcom reached my ears, yet I wasn't able to process them as the images progressed.
"Rinny~!" my mother sat next to me with a bright smile plastered on her face.
That smile looked a little like the other Kagamine's... I blushed immediately and turned away. Great, what's happening to me? Then again, it's not everyday someone tries to talk to me... So I guess this is only "normal".
"How was school?" she tried once again, with hope glimmering in her eyes.
I lowered my gaze to the ground and bit my lip. I felt so guilty for never replying to her after all these years, but I had no choice. I have to keep up with this facade no matter what.
She wrapped an arm around my neck and pulled me closer. I kept my eyes on the T.V., well aware that my mother was fighting back her tears and wondering what she had done wrong with her child.
Wow, it really was short. *Cough* Thanks for the reviews! I really appreciate it.
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