A/N: so i decided to make a oneshot collection of len/rin and friends (+storyalart if you want)
this will not last very long
just a heads up

but only because you guys were all like "OMG DO ANOTHER ONE I LOVE THIS" and i was like "I DONT WANT TO LET YOU GUYS DOWN ;_;"
this one isnt as juicy and delicious or as good as the last one but there's still some love

also yes rin's POV again. its easier ;3; but if i decide to make another, i'll make it in len's POV, or 3rd person because i need to practice with that OKAY of course there's some errors in this because i for some reason i like to skip over those

Summary: "Hey, Len," I spoke, "I think you're drunk." "I'M NOT DRUNK!" He bellows, "…I'm just… intoxicated." ;; Len gets drunk

Today, Miku and everyone were out and around the town. She was with Kaito heading to the post office, Gakupo was taking his daily strolls down the street with Gumi, and Meiko and Luka was out shopping at the grocery store. After much, much persuasive talk, I convinced them all that Len and I could stay home by ourselves. How I ever managed that, I don't remember. But I wished I did, so Len and I can stay home without the older people around us.

Yes, I wished that he and I were alone, in this house, together. What does that say about me?

I don't know.

Well, I do. But I'm not gonna say anything about, and deny it for the rest of my life. What? Crushing on my twin? SURELY YOU JEST.

Speaking of my twin, Len looked incredibly stressed. He's been slugging his way throughout the house with heavy feet, and he kept sighing.

"Sigh," he sighs.

"Sigh."

"Siiiggghhh."

I would sigh as well, because as much as he was doing it, it was becoming contagious.

Sigh.

I didn't like watching my brother sigh all over the house (even though he did look adorable doing it, I couldn't hear TV). But he's been doing it for the past… two days or so. Like the good, caring sister I am, I decided to finally ask him, "What's wrong with you?"

Yes, it took me two days to ask that.

Oh, he looked so relieved when I raised that question. His eyes brightened, but it returned into the fatigued look he had worn on his face earlier. Then, it comes out all at once: "Rin, I hate my science class! We're doing a project, and yes, it's a group project. I don't have any friends in that class! Oh, and the teacher tells us to get with a partner, and I'm by myself. But, of course, Neru is by herself too, so the teacher makes her and I partners. I told her over and over again that Neru never does anything! Why does she grade the projects as a group?! Argh!" He messes with his hair violently, having it thrown all over the place. "And plus, it's a project where you have to work with a partner! It's impossible to finish within a week with just one person and ARGH IT'S SO FRUSTRATING!"

Once I heard the name 'Neru', I immediately felt sympathy for him. I nod my head in understanding, "Oh, that's why." I also hate group projects. They are, indeed, the worst (besides speeches, don't even get me started on that).

"I'm close to failing the class, Rin!" He says distraught.

I rolled my eyes. "A 'C' is not failing."

"To you it isn't."

Oh, clever you. See, this is why I don't like the kids with high grades. They have heart attacks if they get an 'A' minus. Minus! Len, my brother, is one of those people. I, however, am just fine with a 'C' minus. As long as I pass the class, I'm good. "Anyway," I said, deciding not to comment on his retort, "You're stressed, so let's relieve some of that."

"But I have to work on the—"

"Oh please, you have a whole week."

"Rin, I don't want to wait until the last minute. I'm not like you."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "One night is plenty to finish a project. Why should you try anyway? It's Neru you're… not working with. Why should you even do it?"

He sighs, "Because if I don't do it, we'll both receive no points, and I really need to pick up my grade!" And he sighs again.

I sigh as I rolled my eyes once more, along with my head. In fact, I rolled my whole upper body, because my eyes weren't enough. "I don't like you overachievers. Stop making me look bad." He opened his mouth, but I quickly hush him. "Now, about that stress… what can we do about it?" I held a thoughtful finger to my chin. "Oh! Watch TV?"

"Not really in the mood… Besides, there's nothing on until five o' clock. I don't want to watch Judge Miriam."

Good point. "Video games?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you always beat me. I don't want to be stressed and angry."

I smirked. Good times… "Okay… wanna go outside?"

"Too hot."

Sheesh, what does this kid want to do? Oh… oh wait! I have an idea! "Len, I have the perfect idea!" He quirked an eyebrow and looked skeptical. "When Meiko's stressed, she drinks that stuff in the fridge, right? Maybe that'll help you calm down a little. She always is."

"…Wait, you mean the alcohol?" He asked, and I nodded. "Drink alcohol…? But I'm not old enough—"

"You act like that stopped you before. The driving limit is clearly over eighteen, and yet, we drive our road roller all over town." Fourteen and unlicensed! "Besides, it'll totally work. Once Meiko drinks alcohol, bam! All stress, gone in an instant."

Apparently, drinking alcohol was related to Len's interests, because he didn't object. Either that, or he really wanted to forget about Neru and his precious letter grades. Len nods, "Alright… let's try it."

We sauntered into the kitchen side-by-side; He sits at the wooden table while I head over to the fridge, digging through the bottles of alcohol at the bottom of it. Man, there's a lot of it in here… and all opened too.

Oh, isn't there an alcohol cabinet somewhere…? Yes, there is… right next to the fridge, no doubt. I took out about five different kinds of the poison (man, they're heavy) and placed them on the counter. I retrieved a glass Meiko always used when she drank in the house and randomly poured in one of the bottles muddy contents. It looks so gross… like blood, really. How anyone can even find this edible is beyond me.

"Hey, Rin," he called, "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course!" I lied.

Eh, what's the worst that can happen? They're all the same kind of drink.

"Here you go," I say, making my way to Len. I put the glass cup in front of him while holding the bottle, waiting for him to drink.

He picked it up and stared at it. "Is this the right kind?"

"…Probably."

He gawked at me. "I thought you said you knew what you were doing—"

"Just drink it already," I demanded impatiently.

He narrowed his cerulean eyes at me then back to the alcohol in the cup. After hesitating, he sighed, "Here I go…" And I watch as he gulps down the whole drink without stopping for air.

Wow, it must be really good for him to down the whole thing. …I waited before asking, "Well? Do you feel unstressed yet?"

He moved his lips around back in forth, and licked them. "No, but that did burn my throat a little. It was like drinking cough medicine…"

"Ew." Despite that, I poured another cup. Hey, I'm not drinking, he is. "Maybe another cup will help."

"You think so?" He drank it in one swig without waiting my answer.

"…Probably."

After a while, I poured about four more cups he sips down so excitedly. "Well?" I cocked my head at him, "Unstressed yet?"

He was looking slightly dazed and cross-eyed when he glanced up at me. "N-Not really—"

"Then this must be the wrong kind of alcohol…" Oh, I know! I clapped my hands eagerly, "Of course! I'll just have to give you each drink until you're worry-free! One bottle won't do the trick, so…" I say as I leave to gather the rest of the bottles I left on the counter, "We'll try all of them!" Len, surprisingly, didn't object. Instead, he aggressively bobbed his head.

So, I did just that, and served him every alcohol I took from the cabinet. He kept downing each drink, but he was losing his balance… sitting down. I didn't think this was possible. I, of course, watch as each drink makes him more sluggish than the last.

He picked up his seventh cup of alcohol woozily, glares at it, drinks it all in one swallow (again), and falls backwards off his chair with a loud thud. "I-I'm alrrrrright," he said, standing up drunkenly. He almost stumbles on his own two feet. "N-Nothing to worry abouuut…"

Watching him roughly wiping away some spilt liquid off his cheek, I came to an obvious realization. "Hey, Len," I spoke, "I think you're drunk."

Who knew that alcohol can make you drunk?

I did.

But I totally forgot.

"I'M NOT DRUNK!" He bellows, "…I'm just… intoxicated."

Isn't that that same thing? Yes, it's the same thing. "No, you're definitely drunk."

…Abruptly, he shoves his hands on my—

"Why are you so flat, Rin? Gooooshhhh, Miku is flat and *hic* she has bigger rocks than you. I can't even feel pebbles…"

What!?

I grab his hands and shoved them back in his face. "Forget you! I'm not flat!" …I sorrowfully place my hand on my… chest… I couldn't feel any pebbles either… It's depressing, really. Even pancakes are bigger than me… I shook my head. "A-Anyway, you're drunk—"

"I said I'm not *hic* drunk…" He tells me again while staring at his hand with much fascination. Was he drunk, or high?

Oh, and the hiccups. That's the definite sign of drunkenness. …Actually… this could be a good thing. Since he's drunk, I can get some juicy secrets from him… Meiko always tends to shout, "I LOVE KAITO" when he's right next to her. He tries to hug her, but she punches him, blushing furiously. What's even more hilarious is that she never remembers. It's always fun watching those two.

Even though Len and I are close, we don't really know everything about each other. I feel like I'm cheating when I think about doing this… Usually, people will tell you their secrets when they're ready, right? Eh, he'll get over it. "Hey, Len, let's play a game," I say innocently.

Len snaps his head up at me, almost falling over again.

"I say a word, and you tell me the first thing that comes to your mind, okay?"

"Are there any *hic* trick questionssss?"

No Len, because I said words, not questions. I ignored his query. "Okay, ready? …Shota."

"NO."

Such a quick answer! "…Miku."

"Hot."

I already wanted to stop. "Kaito?"

"Big brother."

Huh, that wasn't expected. "Meiko."

"Watermelons."

"…Luka."

"Melons."

Does he always think about boobs? Sheesh! "…Flat."

"You."

…I decided to go onto something else. "Secrets."

"A lot."

"Specific secrets."

"No."

What kind of drunk is he? "School?"

"Prison."

I agree wholeheartedly. …Oh, I know, I'll ask about his secret crush! I know he has to have one. And when I find out who, he's gonna be in a world of embarrassment. Yes, I plan to go up to the girl, tell her, and watch him get rejected. Is that mean? Probably, but he'll get over it. "Girl?"

"Hot."

"Crush?"

"Bananas."

What. I rolled my eyes. "Adorable?"

"Rin."

I opened my mouth, but closed it. What… What did he say…? "…Adorable?"

"*hic* Rin."

That's what I thought. He just said I was adorable. I felt my cheeks turn red. "Sweet?"

"Rin."

Oh… "Awesome?"

"Rin."

My heart is pumping loudly in my ears. "Cute?"

"Rin."

I don't think my heart can take this anymore… I press my luck with his one. "…Kiss?"

And that's when I felt like exploding. He unexpectedly kisses me… sloppily, yes, but it's still a kiss and I can't take in what he's doing. Though it was just a peck that slightly missed my lips, I felt like falling to the ground because my knees almost gave away…

He stands back and says, "Rin."

…Then he collapses on the floor.

…I think he passed out.

I blink at his limp form while gently brushing my fingers across the spot where he kissed me. Oh my gosh he just kissed me and I didn't even do anything back!

Ah, no! I should be more mortified that he actually kissed me.

But I'm not mortified and I don't know what that says about me.

Well, actually, I do, but I'm going to deny it.

…I get on my knees and climb on to top of his body. I gaze at him silently and I was leaning forward toward his face… Even when he's drunk he—

My thoughts are interrupted when Len comes to, wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me in. My eyes broadened in surprise when he starts to messily, but passionately smooch me. His breath reminded me of Meiko, which I always found bad, but I think I like the smell of it now.

Oh, yes, he is kissing me. But like the idiot that I am, I'm still fazed… frozen in shock, and do nothing with my lips.

As quickly as it came, he stops and fixed his eyes on me and mine at him. Though incredibly corny, I was in the mindset that we were still playing our little game. Lightheaded, I swallow and softly ask,

"…Rin?"

"…Love."

He passes out again… and starts to snore.

The fact that he just kissed me, and said that he loves me (I think) makes me happy, and I don't know what that says about me.

…Actually, I do, but I'm going to deny it.

Well, Len stresses out, I got him drunk (accidentally!), and he says that he loves me. Now that I think about it, maybe it was the alcohol talking, and not him.

…Or maybe it really was him. I hope it's him.

Yes, I hoped Len loved me like he said he did.

This is awkward.

…

I was expecting him to get up again ALL OF A SUDDEN and kiss me, but he doesn't. Well, I might as well do it for him. I lean in slowly, brush his golden hair off his face, and gently peck his forehead with my lips. "…I love you too," I whisper.

Man. That was really uncomfortable to say out loud, but I felt like a huge burden is off my chest.

"AH! What in the world happened in here?!"

I quickly spin around to see Luka and Meiko holding grocery bags, staring at the alcohol bottles instead of us twins who were really, really close to each other.

I saw Luka stare angrily at Meiko. "I told you to put that stuff where they won't be able to reach it! It was bound to happen if you leave it everywhere!"

Meiko rubs her ear indifferently. "Oh. They'll be fine. It's only alcohol."

Luka sighs and finally noticed me on top of my twin. "W-What are you doing…?"

"N-Nothing…" I responded.

Even though I received strange glances from the two of them, I wondered in the back of my head if I should make Len drink more. The obvious answer was yes, I should. But next time, we should be naked and WOW WHAT AM I THINKING?

Suddenly, I crave bananas.

I don't know what this says about me.

Actually, I do, but I'm going to stay in denial… at least until I get Len drunk again, er, accidentally.

A/N: as you can see i am terrible at oneshots
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