Love is Blind


I stare ideally out the window of our car. The silence was suffocating. Luka was sitting up front with our driver while Len and I were in the back. I rub small soothing circles onto my hand with my thumb. My soft skin and the rhythmic rubbing eased my nerves. I glance at the space between Len and I. He was relaxed, and lounging. I was almost clinging to the door. With a deep breath I relax into the seat slowly.

"We should be there soon." Len says softly. My gaze snaps up to Len, his unseeing eyes staring ahead. I shift my gaze back to my arm. Gently, I graze my thumb over the deep purple mark on my wrist. My fingers gently brush the mark and I wince. When I was gently forced up by Len, Kaito grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. Begging me not to go and to stay with him. I had never seen Kaito that desperate or upset. His usually bright blue eyes were the darkest I've ever seen them. His yelling pushed me back to tears and hysteria. Len fumbled and grabbing my waist, pulling me towards him. Kaito screamed at Len and he took it easily and calmly. Had Len snapped...he and Kaito would have gotten into a fight for me. I peak at Len miserably. He could've gotten badly hurt because of me...

"Len...?" I say softly. He turns his head toward me and I sniffle as I feel another set of tears coming up. His relaxed expression changes at the sound of my sniffle. He angles himself towards me and holds his hands up...his eyebrows come together, unsure of what to do.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" he asks frantically. He couldn't see the bruise...and if I was careful, Len wouldn't know what Kaito did. They already didn't like each other and it was best to keep the reasons at a minimum. I wipe at my eyes with the back of my hand. I sputter a choked laugh at his reaction to the simple sound.

"Thank you." I sob. Len relaxes again and smiles slightly as he opens his arms out to me. I shudder as I try to take a calming breath, biting my lip to hide it's quivering.

"It's okay Rin." he says, tears roll down my cheeks as I dive into his arms. I cling to his badly wrinkled white shirt...the wrinkles most likely caused by me. I bury my face in his chest as another sob rips out.

"Shh~" he coos into my hair as he holds me close as I sob.

"I want my mother." I cry into his chest.

"I know you do amour. Don't worry, I'll take care of you now." he whispers into my hair. All I ever had was mother. I was an out cast because no one spoke French and it took me a long time to learn English. My heart flutters at his caring words.

"Do you promise?" I choke out.

"I promise." he breathes, his breath warming the top of my head. The car comes to a stop and I refuse to move. Luka exits the car and taps on the window. I shake my head in Len's chest. We sit in silence. Len holding me, and me shuddering. He makes no move to force me out or to tell me I'm being a child. I take a shaky breath after a pregnant silence.

"Why are you so nice to me?" I sniffle in a scratchy voice as I move my head to the side.

"Why wouldn't I?" he muses as he runs his fingers through my hair, working on the knots.

"I'm ugly, I whine, I'm a crybaby, and-" Len moves. His hands flutter across the back of my neck, down my arms to my hands. He gently pulls on my hands and I release his shirt. His hands move quickly as he trails his fingers up to cup my face gently. My eyes widen as he takes a deep breath and slowly moves to press his forehead against mine. His breath dances across my face.

"You, mon amour, are beautiful, and before you mention that I cannot see you. I'm not talking about you as a person, I'm talking about you as a whole. You are caring, kind, sweet and gentle. You have the most stunning voice I have ever heard, your laugh is adorable and..." he pauses as he moves his thumbs hesitantly to sweep across my cheeks, wiping away the tears. "I believe I promised not to let you cry for long." I gasp as tears pool in my eyes blurring my vision, before spilling over.

"Did I make you cry?" he whispers in confusion as he rubs the new tears away.

"No." I choke with a laugh as I pull away from him, his hands fall away. Before they hit my lap he pulls them away to rest in his lap. "That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me." I say as I wipe at my eyes.

"If that's the nicest thing you've ever heard, I believe that you haven't been complimented nearly enough." Len reasons, making me smile slightly.

"Are you ready to go inside?" Len asks as he rests his hand on the door handle, waiting for my say.

"Yes." I nod softly. Len opens the door and slides out before turning and offering me a hand. I quickly scoot across the seat and take his waiting hand. He helps me out of the car and hesitates. His home was huge, it had three stories, lots of windows and was made of large gray bricks. I smile slightly as I lead him towards the door. I shove the door open with my hip and help Len into the house. His feet cross the threshold and I could see him relax as if a weight was taken off his shoulders.

"This is my, and now your, home." he says as he motions with a hand. My lips from a small 'o' as I take everything in, moving inside and letting the door shut behind me. The floor was tiled with white while the walls and ceilings were made of reddish looking wood. The walls were completely bare and most of the light fixtures were missing lights. A large chandelier dipped down above me...most of it's small lightbulbs missing. The crystals shine in the sun. It would look simply stunning while lit.

"Why are-" I bite my tongue as Luka steps out of a hidden doorway and shakes her head solemnly before shooting a glare at the other maids who look away in embarrassment. I press my lips together tightly. Ah. Since the maids don't do anything at night, and Len can't see anyway, they just don't replace the lights. Which also meant that Len didn't often have guests.

"Why what?" Len asks in confusion as he turns as if to look at me.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if I could see my...yours...our...room." I stammer in embarrassment, unsure of the terms we were on. I really shouldn't have asked..I should've waited for Len to mention it. Len smiles widely.

"Tsk. Rin. I am a gentlemen." he chuckles softly as he squeezes my hand.

"I didn't say you weren't! It's just that..." my face heats in embarrassment, where was I going with this?

"I'm teasing. Even if we are both from France.." his face twists in amusement. "That doesn't mean I plan to do anything before we are married." he says gently. I relax and let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"I'll show you to your room, you've had a long day, you can rest." he says as he releases my hand and touches the door frame behind him before easily walking towards the spiraling stairs that lead to the second floor.

"Are you coming?" he asks, as he pauses. I blink as I watch him walking around without help, he walked as if he could see, his movement strong and authoritative.

"Yes." I squeak as I follow after him, he continues on and I follow behind him as he makes a right turn at the top of the stairs.

"Here we are." Len says as he opens a door and smiles as he walks in. I walk in and I stifle a gasp.

"Will this work for you?" he asks as he turns to look through me.

"Ahh..yes." I say with a forced smile. Luka squeezes past me into the room, a look of distaste on her face.

"Then I'll leave you two in here...call my maids if you need anything." Len says breezily as he walks towards the door, I step out of his way so we don't collide.

"Wait, Len. I know...that it was a lot for you to take me in...but I have one last request." I say shyly. He pauses and turns back. He raises an eyebrow at me and I wince.

"Could Luka possibly be headmaid...she was headmaid at home...and she worked very hard for the title...I don't wish for her to start back at the bottom.." I say quietly. Len relaxes and smiles softly at me.

"Of course Rin." he answers. "If you need me, I'm sure a maid will show you around." he says before stepping out and shutting the door. I wait half a second before turning to Luka. My blood was boiling in rage.

"Whip these 'maids' into shape, I don't want them to take advantage of Len's blindness." I order acidly as I take in my room. The curtains were carelessly thrown toward the sides, ripped, torn and covered in dust. The room was covered in dust and cobwebs, the bed hadn't been used in ages and was stripped of it's blankets.

"Yes." Luka says as she bows to me. I sigh as I massage my temple, tears threatening to spill again from stress.

"Let's finish your bath." Luka says in her motherly voice as she leads me toward one of the side doors. She opens it and a single mouse races past her. She growls lowly before slamming it shut, muttering about it being a closet, before opening the next one. I step into the bathroom and take in the ordinariness of it.

"Atleast this is okay." I whisper under my breath. Luka turns the tap on and turns back to me, helping me take my simple dress off that I threw on before I left.

"Just relax." she says as she helps me into the tub. I sit in the warm water and relax as I lean my head back against the white lion clawed tub.

"Okay." I say just above a whisper.

"I'm going to work on your room. Call me if you need anything." she says as she pats my hand before rushing out. I sink lower into the warm water before reaching up to turn the tap off. A single water droplet hits the water surface and ripples out in rings. The manor was completely silent. No wonder Len wanted to be away from the idle chatter. The quiet was soothing. My head hitches on the lip of the tub and I relax as I left my eyes fall closed.

owo

"Rin, come on, time to wake up. You're already pruning." I groggily open my eyes to see Luka standing over me.

"What time is it?" I ask with a yawn as I rub the crust out of my eyes.

"Almost 6." she answers as she helps me up and wraps my towel around me.

"Six?" I gasp. Luka nods and my shoulders sagging, as the worry I felt before disappears.

"Oh." I whisper. Mother was always anal about having dinner at five o'clock.

"I'm sorry Mademoiselle." Luka says in a pained voice as she drys me off and pulls the simple night dress off her shoulder. I throw my arms up out of instinct and she slips the dress into place. I pat it down and she smiles at me as she straightens.

"Dinner is done." she says. I sigh quietly as I roll my shoulders in pain.

"Show me the way." I order gently. Luka quickly grabs my towel and paces out of the bathroom and into the hallway.

"This way." she says as she leads the way back down the stairs and takes a left before taking a right. She holds the door open for me and I step into the room to find it well lit, a small rectangular table was under another large chandelier, all the lightbulbs working. The windows reached from the floor to the ceiling, you could see the moon as it peered in and the twinkling lights of the town below us.

"What's for dinner?" Len asks, my gaze turns back to the table and Luka quickly rushes before me
to pull the chair at the other end out for me.

"Thank you." I murmur. Len turns away from his servant to look at me with his milky blue eyes.

"How was your nap Rin?" he asks with a small smile.

"It was good...I actually fell asleep in the bath." I answer with a shrug, to hurt, tired and sore to be embarrassed.

"That couldn't have made your neck or shoulders feel good." he frowns as he raises an eyebrow at me. I smile tiredly at Len.

"It didn't. I understand why you like the quiet so much. It's so..nice. It was never this quiet at my house." I muses as Luka sets my plate before me.

"That's one reason. I also just like to be able to hear." Len answers as I take in my large plate. It was filled with mouthwatering chicken, cubed steamed potatoes, grapes, apple slices, a small salad and a piece of buttered bread. Luka makes a hand motion to one of the maids, who quickly rushes over and pours me a cup of wine.

"Thank you." I say softly as she rushes down to Len's side. He had a bowl of soup before him along with a sandwich looking type meal.

"But you found the room to your liking?" he asks in concern. I glance at Luka who smiles proudly.

"I do." I answer back. I munch on a piece of my apple, I swallow back the sweet flavor and bite my lip as I stare down at Len who was sipping at his soup from a spoon.

"Len?" I ask softly. He raises his head and sets his spoon down.

"What's wrong?" he asks, his eyebrows coming together.

"What happened to my mother?" I ask sadly. Luka rushed me to Len's car as soon as I was pulled away from Kaito so I wouldn't be in anymore disputes. I never got to hear Len and Kaito discuss what happened to mother.

"Rin..." Len trails of with a frown.

"Please...I would like to know." I beg, tears brimming in my eyes again.

"I don't wish to scare you amour." he says with a gentle smile.

"You won't scare me." I plead as Len takes a deep breath.

"Kaito says that your mother was poisoned and then stabbed." he says softly as he stares at the table. My eyes widen as I cover my
mouth in horror.

"N-no." I stammer as I stand, sending my chair scratching against the tiled floor.

"Rin...please..." Len begs painfully as he stands as well.

"I...I wish to retire for the night. Thank you for dinner." I sniff as tears cloud my vision, I quickly race out of the dinning room and upstairs. Leaving Len and Luka behind me. I thrust my doors open as shudders shake my small form.

"Mother." I sob as I fall onto my bed and cling to one of the many pillows that were placed there.

owo

My body rocking sobs turn to dull sniffles as I stare at my wall in the dark. I didn't want to sleep...I didn't want to dream something bad. Sighing, I slide off my bed and slip out into the hallway silently. The hallways were dark, and with every step shadows scurried around me. An orange flickering light catches my attention and I tiptoe towards. The door was cracked and I slowly push it open to find Len sitting alone in what looked like an office. His eyes were closed as he rested his head against his fist that was kept up by the armrest of the red chair he was lounging in.

"Len?" I ask softly before I can stop myself. He raises his head, his eyes flying open to scan the room for something he can't find.

"Rin..?" he answers softly, raising out of his chair.

"Here." I say quietly, his calculating look forms as he walks towards me and hesitantly reaches out for me. I close the gap between us by wrapping my arms around his middle.

"Did something happen?" he asks worriedly as he rests his head on top of mine, tangling a hand in my hair and holding my waist with the other.

"What happened to you?" I ask, the words tumbling out before I can bite my tongue. Len freezes before taking a step back, pulling away from me.

"Len?" I question in horror, worried that I offended him, as he sinks to the floor and reaches up to grab my hand and pull me down.

"Do you really wish to know?" he asks as he pulls me to his lap.

"I am going to be your wife." I answer sadly. He sighs.

"I'm not possessed and I won't force you."

"I know." I whisper as I watch the flickering flame dances across my skin.

"I was ten...and we were still in France. Mother and Father were out and I had a sitter. She had put me to bed and when I woke up there was smoke. I was on the third floor, so the only way out was for me to go down to the main level. As I tried to race down the stairs.. part of the second floor caved in on me. I looked up, ash and burning hot coals fell on me. I burned my eyes, and being a child, I tried to rub the unwanted things out, only destroying my sight more. I'm lucky I made it out alive...one of the maids found me and lead me out." Len says softly as he rubs circles on my hands with his thumbs. I stare at the fire in horror.

"Rin?" Len asks after a moment of silence.

"Sorry, I'm...so sorry.." I breath as I imagine the look of pain and horror on his face. "How...did the rumors start?"

"The vampire one started because I can't leave my home, unless someone is with me...and being a noble walking with servants would give them the same status as me.." he breaths deeply into my hair. "A demon perhaps because I am the only one that lived through the fire and built up my family business." he muses.

"Murderer?" I ask softly.

"Why do you think?" he chuckles.

"Because your too nice." I mutter.

"That so? Is that part of what makes a murderer a murderer?" he asks running a hand through my hair.

"It is..." I trail off, leaning roughly against Len. His fingers trace up and down my arm as he relaxes. I purse my lips as his chest rises and falls with each breath.

"Come now Rin, let's get you to bed." he says softly as he waits. My eyes widen as the image of a dark hooded man walks towards me with a bloodied knife. I blink the image away. My breaths come in uneven gasps as I cling to the nightgown I was wearing.

"Plea...please no..." I gasp, my rough French accent breaking through as my voice trembles.

"Shh...it's okay Rin, nothing will happen to you." Len soothes as he muses my hair. He rocks me back and forth as if a child and my breathing returns to normal.

"Please...don't make me go to sleep.." I plead quietly, forcing my accent back.

"Rin, you have to go to sleep, we have to attend your mothers funeral tomorrow." he says softly.

"I'm scared." I whisper.

"I'll protect you Rin." he promises softly into my hair. I close my eyes, as a single tear rolls down my cheek.

"Don't make me go to sleep."

o3o

"Mistress Rin?!" my eyes fly open at the sound of the voice echoing through out the mansion. I squint in the darkness trying to see as I sit up. Something warm shifts from around waist, my eyes widen as I look down to find Len. Blush warms my cheeks. I must've fell asleep in Len's arms last night, and he fell asleep himself.

"Len...?" I whisper.

"I'm awake amour." he says softly. I relax and smile in embarrassment.

"Thank you."

"Mm...call you your maid before she faints in fear." he murmurs quietly as he pulls himself up.

"Luka!" I call loudly, Len grabs my hand and stands.

"I can't see anything." I say, Len chuckles as he leads me forward, I fumble in the dark.

"Don't worry, I won't let you run into anything." Len says as he leads me forward, my hands touch the wood of the wall and I relax as I release his hand.

"Rin-" Luka pushes the door to Len's study open completely. Her face lit by a candle.

"I'm fine Luka." I say with a smile as I cling to the wall. Her features visibly relax as she smiles.

"So you are." she sighs before straightening and snapping her fingers. Maids scurry past me. One accidentally bumping into Len in the dark. My hands shoot out to grab his as he stumbles back.

"Master!" the one that ran into him yelps. I take a step forward and pull Len up, he straightens and I'm knocked off my feet.

"Onf." I huff as I hit the ground hard, sunlight pours into the room and Len looks around in confusion.

"Are you okay, Rin?" he asks, Luka blows the candle out and bends down to help me up.

"I'm fine." I answer as I rub my hip, looking Len over. I bite my lip so I don't laugh. His bangs were a mess over his forehead, and his ponytail was barely holding his hair back. The white shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned randomly and wrinkled with tear stains, completely untucked from his black pants.

"Mistress...Master." Luka adds after a moment of hesitation. "We must prepare for the funeral."

"Mm...yes." Len muses as he pushes his bangs out of his forehead before attempting to stifle a yawn.

"I'll be leaving to change then." I say as I reach forward and grab his hand to squeeze it before releasing it and walking out with Luka in tow. I turn into my room to find the curtains drawn and my bed made perfectly, the creases from my nights tears smoothed away. The red blanket almost touched the floor and golden pillows were rearranged perfectly.

"Where did you find this bed set?" I ask in slight awe at the expensive look it had.

"It was downstairs." Luka answers as she grabs the hem of my night dress and easily pulls it over my head.

"I wish to wear the black dress I wore for fathers funeral." I order as I stand before the floor length mirror.

"How was your night?" Luka muses as she pulls the dress out of my luggage that was placed in the corner. I run my fingers through my hair and frown.

"Is now really the right time to ask that?" I ask softly. Luka shakes her head as she returns to me and lays the dress on my bed before turning back to me and pulling my slip and bloomers off.

"Perhaps not. But, riddle me this, why weren't you in your bed?" she asks as she helps me into my new under clothes.

"I decided to spend my evening with Len." I answer as I throw my arms over my head. Luka grabs my dress and pulls it over my head before she starts tying the back. I sadly look at myself in be mirror. The black dress came to the floor, it was long sleeve and came to my wrists with lace making it seem like it came to my knuckles. The material came up to frame my neck with more lace and ribbons. The stitching on my hips came to the middle to make a V shape, fabric ruffling out in sweeping motions and shining brightly in the sunlight. This dress has seen many alterations, new fabrics and stitching. Father died when I was 8, and every year after I was fitted into this dress. The dress would be my favorite if it weren't for the fact that it was given to me before my father passed away from sickness.

"You look stunning." Luka whispers as she sets to work on my hair, pulling it up and pinning it into place in a tight bun.

"Thank you." I whisper as I lift my foot for her, she slips on my black flats and I sigh as I stare at my sad blue eyes.

"Your mother would be proud." Luka says with a slight smile as grabs my black fan.

"Mm..." I hum softly as she hands it to me.

"Are you ready amour?" Len asks as he taps on my door. I jump slightly before lifting my dress and rushing to the door to open it.

"Yes...I'm ready." I mutter as I take Len in. He was in a black suit that made him look even more dashing, his honey hair was slicked back to keep it off his forehead. He smiles at me as his brows knit together for a moment before offering me a hand.

"Luka?" I ask as I take Len's hand. She bows her head.

"I have called for the car, I will be waiting for Gumi and Gumo to come so I can show them around."

"Gumi and Gumo?" I ask in confusion, turning between Luka and Len.

"I thought you could use having more familiar things around." he says with a shrug. I bite my lip as a small smile stretches across my face.

"Thank you Len." I say with gratitude as I press a soft kiss to his cheek. Surprise flickers across his features before he quickly wipes the emotion away.

"Let's go, we don't want to be late to greet guests." he says, his voice a little hoarse as he leads me down the stairs and to the front door. A butler holds the door open for us and our black car was sitting before us. Len's authoritative steps become hesitant as he pauses so I can lead. I easily guide him to the car, releasing his hand and setting it on the car handle. He visibly relaxes as he opens the door. I slide into the car, and Len ducks in after me.

o3o

Our pastor bows his head, and I let mine fall as well. The organ starts playing, making my skin prickle. The tune changes and I take an unsteady breath. One of the alter boys waves me up, signaling that it was my turn to say something about mother. I sharply suck in my breath as my skin crawls. I squeeze Len's hand before stepping out of the pew and walking onto to alter. The alter boy helps me to the podium. I stare out at all the people before me. Len's brows were knit together in confusion, Kaito's solemn eyes cut through me and Miku...her tear stained cheeks almost push me to the edge. I gaze sadly at mothers casket, it was white and gold, with white lilies laid on it. The organ slows and I take a deep breath.

"Who knows when love begins? Who knows what makes it start? It slips into your thoughts. It infiltrates your soul. It takes you by surprise.
Then seizes full control." Len's eyes widen in shock at my strong voice as Kaito closes his eyes. My legs were trembling beneath the layers of my dress. Sweat was forming on my brow. I take a shakey breath, momentarily losing my thoughts. I wasn't ready for this.

"But love won't let you go, once you've been possessed." I whisper, the last words catching in my throat. Tears glaze my eyes. I tremble, silently begging Miku to save me.

"And soon as you submit, that love takes on a life..much bigger than your own. It uses you at whim,
and drives you to despair..and forces you to feel. More joy than you can bear." I glance again at mothers casket.

"Love gives you pleasure, and love brings you pain. And yet when both are gone love will still remain. Love keeps on beating. When you're gone...love never dies. Once it is in you. Life may be fleeting but love lives...on." I whisper, turning back to the crowd of people. Many were in tears, and crying on shoulders of their loved ones. Six men come fourth and the Pastor waits as they lift mothers casket up and walk away from the alter. I trail after them, stopped to take Len's comforting hand.

owo

"She was a wonderful woman." A woman I had never met before says sadly as she clasps my shoulder with her hand. We were standing before mothers fresh grave. Len stood beside me as I was determined not to cry anymore.

"I know, thank you for the condolences." I say as I gaze at the lilies that were placed under her pink gravestone. The woman nods before walking away and I sigh.

"That was beautiful Rin." Kaito says as he approaches me. Miku came earlier and held me as we whispered over things. She patted my head and promised that she would come see me as soon as her husband was free. Leaving only Kaito left for me to see.

"Thanks.." I mutter. He sighs before turning to look at me with his sad blue eyes.

"Rin, please come stay with me." he says gently.

"Please don't start this." I say softly as I look away from him. Len's hand tightens around mine in reassurance.

"You can be closer to your family friends and everyone will take care of you. I'll take care of you, I'll protect you.." Kaito takes in a deep breath before continuing quickly. "I'm better for you Rin. I can take care of you when you get sick and I will be at your every beck and call. I'll be able to see how beautiful you look and I won't need you to always be with me. Your mother has passed on, you can make your own decisions now." Kaito pleads. I rip my hand away from Len's and swing at Kaito. My hand stings as I bring it down, a large red hand print starts to show on Kaito's cheek. He looks at me in shock as he puts a hand over his cheek.

"How dare you." I hiss menacingly as I glare at Kaito. "How DARE you. This is my mothers funeral you arrogant pig!" I growl, my French accent slipping into my words.

"Rin..." he pleads.

"Len is not deaf you imbecile! Don't talk as if he isn't here. He can also protect me and take care of me. He sees just how beautiful I am. I am not honoring my mothers wishes, I chose to be with Len because I want to." I snarl at him. Kaito narrows his eyes at me, straightening to look down on me.

"Your delusional in your grief." he states.

"Is that a diagnoses 'doctor'?" Len asks lowly his rough French accent slipping into his words as he grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him.

"This isn't about you." Kaito sneers at Len.

"No, but on the contrary, it IS about my fiancé. I gave her the chance to leave me, and she chose not to. Now I may be blind, but I know that when she says she's rather be with me. She's saying no to you. As in Elle ne veut pas que vous." My eyes widen as I peak around Len to look at a livid Kaito. That was harsh..I'm glad Kaito doesn't speak French. 'As in she doesn't want you.' That would make him lose it, I wince.

"But my hearing may be a bit off. What do you think, Médecin?" Len smirks as he stares through Kaito. Switching out the english word for doctor and replacing it with the French word. Len must've caught on that Kaito doesn't understand French. Len raises his head and easily looks through Kaito's vicious eyes.

"Don't hide behind your words. Say them so I can understand." Kaito growls. Len's back tenses as he squares his shoulders.

"Oh non. Anglais ne décrit pas ma colère. Je n'utilise que le français pour prouver un point." Len snarls lowly at Kaito. I cling to the back of Len's cloak.

"Hey Len..it's okay...we can leave.." I whisper softly.

"What did he say!" Kaito demands, glaring at me. I cringe under his gaze.

"La laisser seule. Si vous voulez savoir ce que je dis, ne dites pas des choses stupides" Len snaps, moving slightly.

"Um..he says that English words don't describe how mad he is...they are described better in French. He's only using French to prove a point..and he just said to leave me out of this...and if you don't understand French you shouldn't say stupid things." I mutter.

"As if anything that escapes his mouth isn't idiotic." Len slurs in English, his heavy accent butchering the words, making them almost unintelligible. Kaito's eyes widen before narrowing, he raises a closed fist and lounges at Len.

"Len!" I yelp in terror.


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WonderRin: Is this soon enough? ; 3 haha, I hope chapter 2 lived up to your expectations after reading chapter 1! thanks for reviewing ~

Crystal Prower; /(/w/)/ ohmygosh one of my older readers! I hope my style changed for the better and you like the rest of the story! Thanks for taking your time to review! c:

Yullimurii: woah. okay. So I may or may not have fangirled to myself when I read your review. (Not that I didn't fangirl at all the others ;;;) I don't even know where to start..so I'll start at the beginning. I'm glad you love the concept! I always wanted to do a story where Len spoke french..actually in the protype for this I made him seem like a complete jerk..so I ended up scarping it (because there are so many where he's the jerk) I'm glad you understand their French! I try to rephrase it/say it in English after they say it so hopefully no one gets lost.. I noticed that in a lot of stories where Rin is always sick..dying..blind..dumb..or deaf.. and never Len. So I decided it's about time we break Len down and give him a major weakness that outcasts him. I also made him blind because in a lot of my other stories I describe emotions with peoples eyes ('His eyes smiled at me as he laughed') and I felt like it was getting old..so I kinda shot myself in the foot..forcing myself to describe with things other then eyes.. Hmm...I would't say that it's a hidden ability for him to detect footwear. (gosh this is getting long I am so sorry ;;) I mentioned in the beginning of the chapter how 'Miku clomped up the stairs' and such...Len just pays attention more to the sounds..Rin would've heard Miku clomping...Len would've heard/guessed her shoes being slightly to big, hence why she clomps. ^^' gosh I hope that makes sense..sorry for the long reply..but hey. Thank you so much for your review! How you loved chapter 2 just as much!

mad-cupcake: Thank you for your review! ^^ Hmm...I guess it was a lucky mistake then...because in French 'mon' means my, so he's saying 'my love'. It probably was a mistake..but it works in my favor c: Thanks for pointing it out though!

Thank you for reading~

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