Thank you all for the reviews and such. :D I'm really glad this story even got read. I guess I'll keep it as T cause it probably won't get any worse than that first chapter. Just fluffy stuff. Who knows, though.~
There might be a few errors here and there. Ignore those, haha. So other than that, Enjoy reading!

Tap, tap, tap...

The soft tap of my foot seemed to be the only thing I could hear. I was growing very impatient. Finally I heard the door in front of me creak open. "Gakupo," I hissed, "What took you so long? It's because of you we're always late."

"Sorry Kaito, I had to put on my make-up," He answered back.

You'd think a man his age would drop the whole make up and dress deal, but no sir. He looks like one of those Japanese fan dancers. Not that I didn't mind or anything, but it was kind of embarrassing to be in public with him. Although, I wonder how he felt being with me, a man who wore a scarf all the time. I can't help but to be cold sometimes. I'd feel naked without it.

I glanced over at an old clock hanging on the wall. It's a surprise it still works. "Hm...Gakupo, the store's closed now," I folded my arms across my chest, "Meiko's gonna kill us if we don't produce some type of alcohol, and get eggs..". I honestly wondered what she wanted with beer and eggs. Did she plan on making a cake made with alcohol?

With a long heavy sigh, I turned around, only to bump into someone. I heard a small thump as the person flopped onto the floor. I blinked my eyes open, finding myself on the floor as well. Did I really turn around that fast? I saw Len sitting across from me, unmoving.

"Ah! I'm sorry Len," I gasped, and inched over towards him. His eyes were open, but they looked .. different from usual. He was just..staring at the wall. "Len?" I tried to snap him out of it by shaking him. He turned to look at me. "O-oh, Hi Onii-chan..." He muttered, sitting up, "Sorry I w-was in your way..."

I stood up and held my hand out for him. He didn't take it though, instead he struggled to get up himself. I pulled him up anyways. "I'm so helpless," Len muttered, with a little laugh. His smile was so nice to see. Sometimes I wish I could be with him more, instead of Gakupo. Maybe then I won't get hit in the head with Meiko's empty beer bottles.

"Hey Princess, you better go do something about those eggs," I grinned at the purple-haired man. He sighed and trudged away. I think he could've used a bit more blush.

I turned over to Len who was still standing there, staring off into space. I gently tapped him on the shoulder, and he almost jumped out of his clothing. What was wrong with him? He was acting so strange...

"Len, are you feeling alright?" I asked, tilting my head to the side a little. I asked an obvious question. He probably was sick or something. I just wanted to see what his answer would be. I didn't get the usual "I'm fine." Instead, he just shook his head up and down once.

He was lying. Something was wrong, and I needed to know what. ...Well, maybe I just wanted to know. I felt him tug on the end of my scarf, which knocked me out of my thoughts. I gazed down, only to stare into his eyes. Any other time I'd be in a trance, but instead, I felt horrible.

"Say...Onii-chan," He asked, "Why was it again that Master doesn't want me to sing with you and Gakupo?"

"Because of our singing ranges. You're high, and we both sing low," I tell him this many times, but for some reason he still won't understand. I don't honestly get it either. Usually it'd be better to sing with someone, like Len. Ah, I loved his voice, and Rin's as well. I also liked how he gave me a nickname, but not Gakupo. For some reason, the boy didn't like Kamui. He wasn't that bad, minus the every-now-and-then crossdressing.

"I see," He mumbled, looking the other way. He put his hands in his pockets.

"We could try now!" I said smiling, "He's gonna be gone for a while."

"No I don't want to.." Len answered, staring at the ground, "I...don't want to sing anymore."

What did he mean by that? Why wouldn't he want to sing? Everybody in our Vocaloid "Family" enjoyed vocalizing! I hoped he was joking, but he obviously wasn't in the joking mood. I bit on my lip hard, trying to decide on what to do.

I put both of my hands on his shoulders, and looked at him straight in the face. "Listen, if there's anything bothering you...You can tell me. Okay?" I had said that more seriously than I intended on doing. Len didn't really look like he was listening, though. He was just staring back at me, with a dull look on his face. Then, he started to fall forward, onto me.

I stood there, awkwardly holding a passed out fourteen year old. "Poor thing," I sighed, picking him up. I decided to just carry him to his room, since it seemed like he probably wouldn't wake up for a while. Or even want to, for that matter.

When I entered his room, I was hit with a blast of disgusting smells. Like a mixture of puke, and rotten fruit. No wonder nobody ever went in here. Then again, my room was probably even worse.

I set Len down on his bed and tucked him in, like a mother would do. That thought made me laugh a little. I ran my hand through his hair, and leaned over a bit, giving him a soft kiss on the forehead. I couldn't really help myself, and for a moment, I could've sworn his eyes were open.

Then I jumped as I heard him grunt, "W-what are y-..." I saw his eyes slowly shut again. I felt bad for him. I really wonder what the problem was. Something, or someone, was making him feel this way. Maybe Gakupo? Nah. Maybe Rin? I hope not. It couldn't be me. I wish I knew.

I decided to leave instead of just standing there, thinking of such things. Before I left, I saw a pile of his clothes sitting by the door. It reminded me of the other day, when he ran out of his room naked. I snickered, and figured I'd do some laundry for him.

As I turned on the washer, I heard Gakupo come in. His face was flustered, and he was panting hard. "Are you okay?" I asked curiously. "R-run!" He spat back at me. What did he mean by that? Then, It hit me. Literally.

I felt myself hit the ground. I rubbed my face, seeing red smeared on my hand. I saw a beer bottle laying in front of me, and an angry Meiko standing behind Gakupo. "You two..." She grumbled, "Are in some trouble."