A new chapter, and a new point of view. This is exciting!

Still don't own Vocaloid. I do, however, own tickets to the Hatsune Miku concert streaming on NicoNico Live on March 8th and 9th!

Chapter 2

Rin POV

I sit back down on the couch and change the channel. Like I would watch Pretty Cure. I'm not shota.

Still, I guess I am pretty messed up: I've had a garden of people's arms, jumped into a nuclear reactor, been an evil princess, had twincest, been eaten alive... I kinda see why Len is so stressed. If anything, he's under more pressure because he's a guy voiced by a girl. But that's no excuse for not doing you homework!

"It's not any of my concern," I say to myself. "He's his won person. He can take care of himself." I curl my legs up and turn back to the TV. It's about time I realxed.

Two hours of Ninja Warrior and anime (again, NOT PRETTY CURE!) later, I hear a shout from the bedroom. I jump up and run over. I open the door and pant, "What's wrong?"

"I can't take it anymore!" Len screams. "This is way too much for one dude to do!"

I sigh. My idiot brother is just freaking out. I can't believe I actually thought he was in trouble.

"Nothing will happen if you don't settle down and work on it," I moan.

"No, no, NO!" he yells. "It's too much!"

"What's too much?" another voice asks. I spin around to face the green- haired figure in the hall.

"Onee- chan!" Len calls. He hops out of the chair.

"Hi Miku," I say, giving Hatsune- san a hug. She grins at me then looks at Len.

"What's too much?" she asks again.

Miku Hatsune is, in a way, our older sister. She's a Vocaloid too, and came out before my brother and I did. We get along really well with her, despite popular belief (okay, truth, really) that we planned a revolution against her. I have to quickly turn of the computer monitor, though, or else Onee- chan might see Len's "Green is the Enemy" wallpaper.

"My homework," Len whines. "I have to do this entire report before school tomorrow."

"You might want to hurry up, Len- kun," Miku replies. "The sun's already setting." She turns towards me. "How about you, Rin- chan? How's your paper?"

"Done," Len mopes. "She already handed it in."

"I can speak for myself, brother. Anyway, how are you Miku? What did you do today?"

"Hmm, let's see..." she thinks. "I was a princess, acted like a bossy bitch*, had a love affair behind my parents' backs, developed a crush on my programmer, became a cannibal, cut myself, and sang at a rate that is humanly impossible." She smiles. "So, not much, really."

"Will you help me, Onee- chan?" Len begs, hands clasped together. "Will you help me write my essay? ?" He twists his face into the puppy look. Oh brother. Literally.

"That's cheating, Len! You have to do it yourself!" I tell him, pushing him back into his chair.

"Ah, but Rin..."

"Your sister's right, Len- kun. Besides, even if it wasn't, I can't. I have to leave," Miku says. "The master wants to do some more testing for the Append program."

"And afterwards? Will you help me then?"

"Nope. Can't. Kaito's asked me out on a date," she answers, a shy smile on her lips.

"Let me guess. He's taking you out for ice cream," I say. Miku blushes, then walks to the fridge. As she grabs a leek for the road, we head towards the front door.

"Bye!" we yell as she goes outside.

"Make sure Kaito doesn't slip a drug into your drink like last time!" Len calls. Miku sticks out her tongue and hops into her car. I punch him on the arm. The sky is awash in yellow and orange, my two favorite colors. Len pouts.

"Darn. No help." He walks back into our room and sits down at the computer. He types, looking defeated. I watch him for a moment, then head back to the TV.

A couple hours pass, and the moon is almost at its highest point. An ad for vegetable juice- one that the Vocaloids starred in- comes on the screen. A little voice in my head is telling me something.

"He needs your help."

"He's his own person. If he fails, it's not my problem," I tell my conscious.

"But he is you. Think about it, Rin. 'Kagamine.' 'Mirror sound.' You two are more than just twins, you're clones. You're the same. He messes up, and so do you."

I sigh. It's true. And I hate Crypton for never stating what our relationship truly is. But either way, I have to help. Somehow. I stand up and go to the kitchen.

Maybe it's time we took a snack break.

End Chapter 2

* I know I said I wasn't going to do anything really bad in this story. But I did. I'm sorry. :-( But hey, at least this was already rated "T," right? ^^