Disclaimer: It's a given that I don't own Vocaloid.

Chapter Two

Rin had stayed at Miku's home.

To many, Miku was a kind and generous person. She accepted anyone or anything and everyone or everything into her cozy little home in the apartment complex to the west. No one could accuse her of unreliability or wickedness. And so, she had accepted Rin into her lone apartment.

Rin had been sitting out on a bench, illuminated by the lamppost beside it. A tiny shrub had grown up and crawled around the thin body of the source of light. Little buds of pink and yellow had sprouted from areas of leaves. Suddenly, a voice called out to her.

"Rin-san?"

When Rin looked up, she found herself before Hatsune Miku, a senior at her high school, as well as part of the Student Council. Though they had not known each other personally, they were on first name bases.

"Ah…Miku-san, good evening."

And that is when Miku had invited her for the night at her home, after light conversation and questioning. Walking on the fuzzy, teal carpet in Miku's night clothes had left her uncomfortable. The clothes were long on her petite body and dragged atrociously behind her. Coming out of the bathroom, had relieved her somewhat of the situation before, but could not erase what she remembered. When she first came out, she saw the teal haired girl sitting before a vanity mirror, combing out her hair.

Rin had, at one point, had hair just as long as Miku's. She remembered being four at that moment; thirteen years ago.

She had to cut it off herself. She didn't anybody to find out what had happened that day.

The truth did no good for her.

Miku swirled around on her chair, allowing her visage of Rin. "Ah, I see you're out of the bathroom already. There's the other bedroom," She pointed outside the door, "You can borrow that one for the night."

"Oh…Thanks a lot, Miku-san." Rin said awkwardly and looked away. Miku smiled knowingly.

"If you need anything, I'll always be here. You're lucky that tomorrow is a Sunday, you know. If it were any other day, then you would've had no homework to turn in." Miku spoke absentmindedly, slowly putting her hair into a braid for the night. Rin nodded.

She didn't want to go back. At least, not for now.

That night, when she lay in the unfamiliar bed, her phone vibrated. It was one of two things she had brought with her (the other being her wallet) (thank goodness). She hadn't meant to bring those with her; it had just been in her pocket. She rolled over to pick up the orange phone, blinking a bright blue light every other second; and saw the collar I.D.

Again, a text message was the form of the given dispatch.

Suzu- -Where the hell are you?

Rin rolled her eyes. She then screamed into her pillow, annoyed with such a question. Her fingers began to fly over the keyboard, forming a message.

Don't call me that.

She stopped. There was a reason why she held onto that name; let him call her that. But, now, in front of her, she wrote something that denied that motive.

And right now, she didn't really give a damn.

Don't call me that. And you should be talking.

She wouldn't give him a location. Her thumb pressed the "SEND" button, and immediately after ten seconds, a text message came back from Len.

Don't pull shit with me. Now, seriously, where the hell are you?

Rin ignored the question, and simply typed in a smiley face with the keys. When the phone blinked again, she fully ignored it. Even if she did tell him, he would still yell at her in the morning. It was a family thing, he had said.

She also hated that reason too. She dug herself into the covers, hoping to bury her self, though ineffectively, in a hole. She pulled a pillow over her head and screamed once more in frustration. "Well, fuck you too, Len."

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In the morning, Miku had seen her off after fruitlessly trying to get the other to have breakfast. She would find something on the way, she had said. Unusually feeling hungry, she wandered into an open market where a stand was giving out pastries for a few yen. There, in the midst of the stand stood a tall man, with fetching looks. But, weirdly, he had a slightly darker shade of lavender.

Rin, caring not about the man, and for her hunger, was immediately drawn to the stand, where she spotted a pastry with an orange zest topping. Promptly, she took it up and started eating.

"Uh…Miss?" Suddenly, Rin looked up innocently into concerned eyes. "I…see that you're hungry, but would you mind paying for that?"

Instantly, she gasped and began to mutter embarrassed apologies while sliding out her wallet. "I am so sorry. Sorry, sorry… I didn't mean for that to happen! I swear on my nose! I probably looked like a hobo! I'm so sorry!" Rin fretted, taking out yen from her orange pouch.

The man, probably about three or so years older than her, laughed, brightening the previous atmosphere from before. "It's fine. You didn't look like a hobo." His eyes still twinkled with humor and almost with familiarity; Rin smacked him lightly on the shoulder.

"I don't know who you are, but I can tell you're lying!" Rin giggled, holding the pastry in her hand.

"I'm Gakupo, and now you know me." He added mischievously and stretched out his hand to greet her. Catching the gist, Rin shook it in response.

"Rin. I'm Rin." She emphasized. A surprise encounter had brightened her up. Before she could say any more, a voice called from behind.

"Hey Rin! Rin!"

A sudden tug pulled her away from her conversation with Gakupo. Sliding her eyes to her left, Rin found Len beside her. His grip on her was tight; knuckles white. Gakupo flashed a questioning look and she mouthed "step brother". He nodded in response.

"Ah…I guess I'll be going now, then…" Rin trailed, trying to keep the light mood. She could practically feel the radiation of Len's irritation.

"I see… Well, nice to meet you…um…?" Gakupo trailed off, hoping Len would catch his gist.

"Len. Kagamine Len. A pleasure meeting you." Len forced out, slowly moving away.

Rin smiled uneasily at Gakupo. "Well, it's been really nice meeting you, Gakupo. I hope we meet again…!" She exclaimed as Len dragged her away to a secluded area of the market.

"You could've been nicer to him, you know." She began as they were fully alone. Len turned on her angrily.

"You think that's possible?" She flinched. "I don't know where the hell you've been last night, even when I tried to text you! And, the next thing I see is you around a shady looking person!" Rin looked away.

"It doesn't matter, especially since I was enjoying myself around him." She said simply, biting her lip. If anything, Len only got more irritated.

"I don't care! We're family, that's the point."

Family, she repeated in her head.

"- -enjoying him in bed, too." Her eyes widened just as his did. Rin pulled her arm away from him and turned to go out of the alley. Soon, as she had predicted, Len caught up with her and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Wait, wait, Rin…Suzu- -I hadn't meant to say that. I'm sorry, it just slipped." Len murmured against her still figure. Her head tilted back towards him.

"It's alright." She choked out. "'Cause we're family."

'Cause we're family.

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A/N: It was pretty short…But, it was meant to give background for events later on in the story and to provide some information. Try reading into it, but don't put any ideas into reviews…Oh well. Goodbye.