Len walked down the park path, towards the only bench shrouded in darkness, the one under the broken lamppost they had never bothered to fix. He practically fell onto the bench, hearing the familiar resounding thud of synthetic skin hitting against wood, muffled by layers of clothing.

He was surrounded with trees, it was midnight, and he was sure nobody was there. He didn't expect anyone to see him, let alone approach him.

"Were you the one who made that loud-ass noise, or am I just hallucinating?"

A dark figure emerged, well, appeared, from the shadows of the trees and sat down next to him. He had dark blue hair, broad shoulders, and a generally large stature. From what he could see, he would be at least one and a half heads taller than him.

Like it wasn't hard to be half a head taller than him.

Len cast a sidelong glance at him.

"Who are you?" he snapped, annoyed that his precious alone time was interrupted.

The elder, well, he looked like he was an elder, laughed.

"Woah, Shorty McHissface, calm down there. I'm Kaito Shion. Now what's your name?"

Len glared at him, refusing to talk. The other just smirked.

"What? Don't like that nickname? Then why don't you tell me your name, hm?"

The blonde turned away from him, irritated, and said, "Len. Len Kagamine."

The elder's smirk just widened. He laughed, "Still mad? You wouldn't want to get on my bad side so quick, Len. You know why?"

He looked at him from the corner of his eye.

"And why is that?"

He chuckled.

"Well, you see, I'm a vampire, dear Len. I could kill you."

He finally turned around to look at him. He glared at him for a good minute before saying, "No, you couldn't."

Kaito was taken aback.

"What? Of course I could."

Len cast his gaze downwards.

"I don't think you know what I mean."

Kaito's eyes softened. He placed his hands on the blonde's shoulders, as if to steady him, and whispered, gently, "What do you mean, then?"

The younger squirmed under his gaze, uncomfortable. He muttered something that the other didn't quite catch.

"What?"

Len's face shifted.

He looked up at the other, eyes glaring, but his voice was a whisper, like he was fighting back tears.

"You can't kill a robot,' he said simply, voice sounding like one long gulp. 'There, I said it. I'm a robot. A robot. You can laugh. Laugh all you want! I don't care. I didn't even know you anyway."

He shoved him off and stood up, about to storm off, but he was stopped by a firm hand clasped around his wrist. He turned around, only to meet an angry gaze.

"Why would you think I would care? Just who do you think I am?!"

Len gulped. Only now did he realise how tall Kaito was, especially compared to him. He was a pillar of rage, towering over him, threatening to collapse.

He forced the younger to look at him, to hold his powerful, angry gaze, even though his darker eyes were boring into his own.

"Did you really think I would be that low?"

He spat out the word like it was a curse, and really, it almost was.

Len looked up at him from behind his bangs, afraid to speak.

"I… I-I…"

"Leave it. Like you said, you didn't even know me anyway."

Theman threw the other's hand down, his anger boiling over. He was storming off into the trees when that voice stopped him. It was softer now, more gentle.

"Wait! I-I… D-don't leave…"

Kaito's head snapped back to look at the other, eyes smouldering.

"Why should I?"

Len looked shocked, hurt, and Kait felt a wave of regret crash over him. Fuck, why had he said that?

Suddenly, all the emotion in his body drained away. The shorter's face froze over, and his voice turned monotone. He thought he saw his eyes dim.

"There's no need to. I don't know why I made such a brash request of you. Really, it's strange. This doesn't happen very often."

He turned around to leave. Kaito followed him. As he followed him, he started to see the blonde's back tensing up. He whirled around to glare at him.

"What do you want?"

Kaito suddenly felt very small under his gaze. He fiddled with his thumbs.

"I…' he started, realising how dumb he must sound. 'I came to… apologise.' He ended his sentence like a question, testing his words.

Len gave a short, humorless laugh. It was high-pitched, sharp on the ears.

"Apologise? After you did all that? You send my processors into overdrive with all these emotions and you're here to apologise?"

Now, Kaito was the one lost for words. What could he say, anyway?

The blond whipped around and was starting to leave. He snapped his head around when he heard the other speak. Or a more accurate description, mutter "ums" and "ahs".

"It seems like we're just doing reruns by now."

He turned his entire body to face the other, his presence having somehow grown. His face was blank again.

"Meet me at the same time, same place. We'll work it out."

And he turned and left.

Wow another fic. It hasn't even been five days. This has been sitting in my docs since before June.

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