Looking up at the powdery blue sky, Rin wondered if the world could feel her pain. As odd as it sounded, Rin thought of a cloudless blue sky to be the one suffering most. Pretending to be happy for those around, she wondered if that's how she'll feel in a few days. Pretending to be happy in New York for her mother's peace of mind like a perfect actress. She'd be lying to herself if she didn't admit it scared her. If she did pretend, would she ever reach closure or feel content with her life? Or, would she just start lying to herself until she couldn't tell the difference?

Rin sighed and let herself fall to her knees in the middle of the field. 'Why must thinking be so hard?' Rin pouted and poked a random little beetle she saw with a stick. If she were to lie to herself to the point of not even realizing it, would it really be so bad? Happiness IS what she wanted, right? As illogical as it seemed, she still couldn't help wanting honest happiness, not that she'd be able to tell the difference. Perhaps she was wanting her home in Germany again, whether her life was in danger or not.

It wasn't like she had many friends anyway…

Rin swallowed with a straining feeling. 'I don't care, I don't care, I don't care…' she felt half disappointed at her own weakness. As if to prove her anger, she threw the stick as far and hard as she could… which wasn't very far at all.

It just wasn't right, she was the only Jewish girl that had to move to America of all places it seemed… Ada was a Jewish mother with four children and her husband but as far as Rin knew, she didn't move to America. In fact, she fled a long while away to Great Britain. Alban… and Alban was probably just sitting in his cozy bedroom of Switzerland reading a novel as usual. In the end, Rin felt trapped in the smallest box ever, yet in the largest at the same time. Her hope, nonexistent. Her dreams, unreachable. She was positive she'd prefer living in Berlin in fear for another nazi raid than in New York with her mother unknowingly stepping on her fallen heart.

"I really do hate you, America."

Rin sighed deeply and leaned down to lay on her back. She adjusted her dark blue dress for more comfort and discarded the matching blue ribbons from her hair. She may as well feel comfortable for the small amount of time she had of solitude. Dinner would be ready soon; she could smell the spatzle being prepared from where she lay. Her mother must be in a very good mood to cook anything other than their usual pfefferpotthast. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't blame her mother for being so cheerful.

Rin was in thought about tomorrow's dessert when she heard the snap of a twig, possibly the stick she'd thrown only a few yards away. Rin quickly sat up in alert, only taking time to adjust her dress again so her "business" wouldn't be completely exposed to the possible creeper's eyes. When she finally looked up from her dress she nearly gasped.

Her eyes connected with almost identical cerulean eyes and her breath felt suppressed in her throat. Her mouth hung open, words couldn't describe the moment anyway. Only about two yards away was a boy about her age with a very bold blush upon his cheeks. He was in a nervous position, and dressed in the same colors as Rin, just not in dress form. His blonde hair matched hers perfectly as well as his skin tone. She wouldn't be surprised if he turned out to be her identical twin brother… but she wasn't exactly sure if he was American or not…

Rin waited patiently as he made a small noise before speaking very quietly.

S-sprechen Sie D-Deutsch? Ich wei nicht gut E-Englisch sprechen…"

Rin blushed and had to take a few seconds to find her voice and stop gawking at him.

"Ja…" Was all she could manage to say at the moment.

He gave a smile that nearly took her breath away, as cliché as it was.

"Ich bin Len."

At that moment, Rin decided New York wasn't so bad… In fact, she might end up loving America… or just Len in America. She blushed at the thought and motioned for him to sit next to her anyway when she noticed the golden Star of David around his neck…

A/N: Not the original ending, but oh well. Story is boring as hell anyway. Finally done with it~!