I suddenly had an idea for this. And I wanted to write it as soon as possible.

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EDIT: June 19, 2013 - Rewriting this into 3rd person POV.

Enjoy Chapter Three~!

Last Chapter.

"You know," Len ventured, "You seem awfully lenient with us when you claim that we're prisoners."

Rin rolled her eyes, but figured that she should admit it to him anyway. "Luka over there thinks that we should be expanding the Resistance team. And to do so, I have to show you kindness. But..." She broke off, squeezing his shoulders in a warning so tight that he made an almost inaudible grunt. "Don't think I won't kill you if I find a reason to."

"Tsk, tsk." He shook his head. "Seems you like making threats that you won't keep. How about this...You trust me, and I'll trust you. If I do anything to betray that trust, do as you please. And if you do anything to betray my trust of you, then I won't hesitate to leave some scars in that beautiful skin of yours."

Rin snorted. "Is this some kind of masochist game you want to play?"

"You could think of it like that."

She thought for a moment, and her silence dragged on for a lot longer than she intended. When she reached the very spot where the door to their underground bunker was located, she finally spoke again.

"I have conditions. You both will still be considered our prisoners. I won't trust you until you earn it. And in the event that you destroy my trust, then I'll let the blood spill."

Chapter Three.

After going through the specific series of knocks on the wooden door that leads to the cleverly hidden bunker beneath the forest floor, Rin flung open the sturdy piece of wood and called out, "We're back, guys! And we've got prisoners."

Mikuo was the first to descend down the latter that led to the small underground shelter held together with dirt and lit by the dim, flickering lights of our candles and lanterns (assuming that they had enough to spare, that is). Miki followed. And after Rin argued with Len and insisted that she wasn't going to let him fall down, he went in next. Rin told Luka to be careful at covering up the hatch with the undergrowth before descending after them.

The little dirt room glowed from the golden light of the little fires that sputtered from the many shrinking candles they had stacked in every corner. A wooden crate sat next to the rusty latter that led to the outside world, and it was filled with ratty blankets and our old and tattered clothing. Beside it was a small stack of food, nothing healthy; they were lucky to get to eat. Having the occasional bag of chips and little pack of crackers that they stole off the guards they beat down was like a blessing. They kept their weapons all in a pile beside the food; that way, they had the rest of the small space to ourselves.

There were eight of them in their team. It used to be nine, but Aria ended up caught in the crossfire between them and the Vocaloids a few weeks back. Luka had been devastated at her sister's death, but she continued to push on. One would expect her to become violent and desperate for bloodshed and revenge. But, like the wise eighteen-year-old girl she was, she started to insist on peace. She wanted nothing more than to kill Master and to put an end to the suffering.

Rin had come across Miki not long after meeting Luka and Aria. She had been lying on the ground in a puddle of her own blood, oozing from cuts that extended all over her body. Even now – nearly a month and a half later – she still had those thin, pink scars decorating her arms and legs. She was a lot stronger than she had been when they first met her, but she still refused to discuss what happened to her before they became her friends.

Then they had a collision with Oliver. He had been a strange boy, caught in the middle of a circle of Vocaloids as they fired their weapons at him in an attempt to shoot him down. Yet, even for a young kid – only thirteen – he had one hand clasped over his left eye as it gushed blood and used the other to continue aiming at the enemies. Had Rin's team not heard the commotion so near their camp at the time, they would've never met the little blond boy.

After they migrated away from that general area, they crossed paths with the twins, Rei and Rui. They had been resting at the roots of a tree, tranquil, as though they had never known pain. Rin grew to understand their reasoning later, however; they were perfectly content with life as long as they had each other. Being fourteen and thinking that they would never be able to have a true relationship, the black-haired twins decided to experiment with each other and found their love so addicting that they simply couldn't stop. It didn't matter how wrong or gross it was; there were no rules for fugitives, anyway.

Once they found themselves having to move again, they ended up meeting Gumi and Iroha. The two girls happened to step-sisters, and they had lived here with their father before he was killed by the Vocaloids. Since this little bunker was by far the safest they'd ever come across, the lot of them decided that they would stay there and protect it with their lives.

Rin's hands went to work untying the blindfold around Len's eyes, while Miki did the same to the teal-haired prisoner.

"Are they Vocaloids?" Rui asked as she approached them, her golden eyes twinkling with interest.

"No." Rin tossed the black ribbon into the crate behind them and set the walkie-talkie down by the guns. "They're harmless. At least, that one is," she corrected herself, jerking her head in Mikuo's direction as Miki pointed to the ground in a signal for him to sit. "You'll have to watch out for this one."

"Aww, come now," Len purred, turning his head to half-meet Rin's eyes. "I'm not that bad."

Rin's green-haired friend, Gumi, padded over to her, one finger tapping against her chin in respective thought. She took Len's chin in between her index finger and thumb and leaned closer to his face, her aqua eyes widened in curiosity. Then, she looked back up to Rin. "What do you intend to do with them?"

"Not sure yet." Rin grabbed Len by his shoulders and guided him toward the wall where he could sit next to his teammate. Probably not the smartest idea on her part, but they were horribly outnumbered here, so it would be stupid of them to try anything. He obeyed her, crouching down to take a seat before smirking up at her like he always did.

"I'm still thinking that they would be a valuable addition to our group," Luka said as she joined them in the half-circle they'd formed around the two prisoners. She crossed her arms and turned to Rin. It was mostly her choice whether they stayed or went, after all.

"But we have a team of our own," Len pointed out, glancing around at everyone with a bored expression until his eyes landed on the petite blonde girl. He grinned. "It'd be a shame to just leave them."

"And," Oliver added loudly, "it would make them less loyal to us if they had other people they were tied down to."

"The kid has a good point," Miki murmured, closing her auburn eyes and sighing in thought.

Luka shrugged, folding her arms across her over-sized chest. "I never said the rest of their team couldn't become a part of ours."

Rin started shaking her head immediately, and that drew all the attention to her. "We can't trust them. We don't know enough –"

"Utatane to Kagamine. Requesting information on your mission progress."

The smirk that danced across Len's lips upon hearing the staticky voice of his comrade was one of secrecy and lies. It told Rin that something was definitely up in that screwed up mind of his. She narrowed her eyes and waved her hand toward the little object, lying amongst the pile of guns and knives, growling, "Miki, answer that."

The redhead nodded and padded over to the walkie-talkie, bending over to pick it up off the ground. She held it in her dainty hand, one long, slender finger poised over the button. "What am I supposed to say?"

"Anything." Rin whipped her head in Len's direction, pointing and glaring at him accusingly. "And you better as hell keep your mouth shut. Both of you."

Miki's clear voice rang out in the bunker, echoing off the dirt walls as they all held their breath to listen to the conversation that would be unfolding. "I'm sorry, but Kagamine is a little bit busy at the moment."

The reply came immediately. "And who are you?"

She glanced over at Rin, and the blonde gave her a nod of approval. Holding the little orange button down, she spoke directly into the little device. "Name's Miki. I happened to be a member of a fairly large and strong Resistance team. And who might you be, Utatane?"

"I don't owe you any explanation as to who I am."

"Awww, come on. I told you. It's only fair," Miki said in a pleading, yet playful voice.

The boy on the other end brought up something else. "You're a girl, huh? Girls can't fight."

His words not only offended Miki – which was obvious from the way her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened a little – but also the rest of them. Okay, maybe offended wasn't the right word. Enraged is more like it.

"My whole team happens to be made of girls, Utatane," Miki told him when she got over her frustration, her words just as teasing as they had been at the start of their conversation.

"It's a wonder you've survived this long, then."

Miki's eyes darted over to Rin before she said, "Is that a challenge?"

"I wouldn't challenge you because I know you'd lose. As I said before, Miki, you're just a girl." When he spoke her name, he spat it out with sarcasm.

The redhead rolled her eyes and gave Rin an amused smile before telling him, "All the more reason for me to show up and kick your ass."

His reply didn't come immediately as the others had, so they fell into an uncomfortable silence of them glancing at each other and wondering how things would turn out. Rei and Rui whispered into each other's ear about the situation, while Luka merely heaved a sigh and slumped to the ground to wait. It figured that she was the most anxious to hear his response; the pinkette probably hoped that some kind of peace could be worked out between their groups.

The seconds turned into a minute, and slowly they started to pile up. Iroha broke the quiet, murmuring, "You think he'll respond?"

"He has to."

The words were spoken by none other than Len, who had buried his face into his knees, his legs pulled up to his chest. His tangled and bloodstained hair fell like a curtain around his head. Even though they couldn't see his expression, they could hear the smirk in his voice.

"You have Mikuo and I, after all. His top priority will be getting the two of us back."

Rin dropped down onto her knees and grabbed a fist full of his matted hair, yanking it so that he had to look into her eyes. "What did you say his name was?"

"Piko." He took no time to think about it or tease her.

"Miki, call him by his name," Rin ordered as she let go of Len and stood back up to approach her.

"Got it." The girl held the walkie-talkie back up to her mouth, leaning back against the wall and heaving a bored sigh. "Piko, you there?"

"You know my name how?"

"Our prisoners, Len and Mikuo, have taken a liking to us. Now tell me. Are you backing out of my challenge?"

"Eh, no Miki, I sure wasn't. In fact, I was setting a few rules."

Miki looked over to her blonde leader for guidance, but Rin only gave her a nod as a signal to keep it going. "Oh? Like what?"

"We meet. Just the two of us. No weapons, no friends. Just you and me."

"Go on…"

"You and I can fight with our bare hands."

"Are you sure you wanna do that? I mean, I'm pretty strong. And to be quite honest, you kinda sound like a defenseless little girl."

Rui snickered from where she stood next to her brother and whispered something into his ear that resulted in him scowling with feigned anger.

"It's okay, Miki. I'll be sure to make you pay for those words tomorrow."

"Ah, so we're doing this tomorrow, then?"

"Affirmative. But only if you let me know that Len and Mikuo are still alive. Because when I win, I'm taking them back."

"Oh, are you now?" Miki taunted back, spinning on one heel and letting her hair dance around her slender body. "And what do I get when I win?"

"If you win, which is highly unlikely, I'll let you take whatever you want."

"Hmm…" Miki bit down on her bottom lip in thought. She let her gaze wander around everyone on her team, but none of them spoke up. They only wanted to see how she would handle this situation. And her response was not one that surprised any of them. "If I win, Piko, then you will become our prisoner as well."

"It's a deal. But you have to let me know that Len and Mikuo are alive and well."

Miki groaned and tossed the walkie-talkie to our blonde prisoner, who caught it easily in one hand.

"I'm here, Piko," he said, with a hint of boredom lacing his voice. "And I'm fine. Actually, it's pretty nice being trapped here with all girls." Len's smirk sent a chill down Rin's spine, which she responded to by dealing him a strong kick to the side. He only grunted in response.

"Why must you always joke about dangerous situations?"

Len shrugged, even though he was well aware that his friend wasn't able to see it. "Gotta get by somehow. Besides, their leader is gorgeous."

Something prickled beneath Rin's skin, trailing up her neck and resting at her cheeks. She could feel her face getting warmer and warmer when Gumi, Miki, and Luka started to chuckle and murmur at his words. Miki smiled at Rin and mouthed the words, 'I told you so!' but Rin chose to ignore her as best as she could. Tuning herself back into Len's conversation with Piko, Rin snatched the walkie-talkie from him and passed it back off to her redhead friend, growling, "You damn pervert. I don't know what you think you'll accomplish by flirting with me, but it won't get you anywhere."

"How about we meet by the gorge when the sun is at its highest?" Miki suggested to her newest foe, pulling Rin from her argument with Len.

"That sounds like a plan. I look forward to crushing you, Miki."

"And I look forward to showing you what we girls can really do." Miki tossed the little object into the air and caught it as she turned back to Rin with a big smile. "Piece of cake."

"You do realize that you aren't going there alone?" Rin told her sternly, fixing her with an almost motherly glare. She folded her arms across her chest, breaking eye-contact only for a moment as Gumi padded over to stand at her side.

"Oh, I know that." She shrugged and lowered herself to the ground to sit crisscross in the dirt. "I highly doubt he'll show up alone, either. But I seriously do look forward to teaching that cocky son-of-gun a lesson."

"We all know that you'll win, Miki," agreed Gumi, nodding a few times enthusiastically.

"I doubt that. Piko's a pretty strong guy," Len remarked grimly.

"Miki can handle him." Oliver spoke before Rin got the chance, narrowing his one eye at the prisoner.

Len closed his eyes and gave a careless shrug. "You're mistaken, kid. Piko's almost as bloodthirsty as I am. Once he sees a single drop of blood, the boy goes berserk."

"Let's drop the chat," Luka suggested, rising to her feet once more. She padded over to their pile of food and bent to pick up a few crushed bags of chips, along with some of the other snacks they had stocked up. It wasn't anything satisfying, but it would tide them over. "I think we should eat and celebrate that none of us were killed during our rounds today." She sat down next to Miki, folding her legs under her bottom.

"I sure hope you're going to let us have a little bit, too," Len said, narrowing his cerulean eyes at me.

As Rin snatched up two of their water bottles in her hand, she shrugged. "You'd gripe about it all night long if we don't," she pointed out, plopping down next to him.

Len turned to look at her, his smirk widening as he leaned even closer to her face. Rin frowned at the action, but she sat there and waited until his lips were almost against hers. At that moment, he murmured, "Wise choice, Princess."

"Wrong choice, mo-ron," Rin snapped back, emphasizing herwords and giving him a good thwack to the head.

As Luka passed the food around the circle they'd made, Rin began to wonder what the hell Len's deal was. After all, he'd only just met her, yet he flirted like there was no tomorrow. Rin supposed she could think of logical reasons for that, but the only thing that continued to come to her mind was that he was merely deprived of the sex that he missed so much.

Yea, that one sounded about right.

"Rin, you're spacing out again." Rui snapped her fingers rapidly from where she sat beside Rin, waving one of her hands a few inches in front of the blonde girl's face.

Rin blinked a few times to clear her mind and opened her mouth to reply, only to stop when Len said, "She's thinking about me, again."

"No!" she practically growled at him as her face flushed. He was right, and that irritated her. If that idiot could tell that she was blushing, he'd never let her hear the end of it.

Then…I could always just kill him.

"Anyways, pass the water around." Rui's golden eyes were wide and innocent as she reached to take one of the bottles from Rin.

"Er, sorry." Rin unscrewed the lid on the second bottle and lifted it to her lips to wash down the stale chips she'd eaten. It felt good to have that cool liquid dripping down her throat after a long day in the sun, sweating like a dog. But, unfortunately, that good feeling had to end at some point. She couldn't hog it all; that wouldn't be fair. Clenching her fingers tightly around the plastic, Rin turned to Len. "Pass it on," she snarled as she handed it off to him.

"Look at you, giving me an indirect kiss already," he teased before tilting his head back to take a swig.

"Keep up with the comments, Len." Rin frowned at him as he gave the bottle to Mikuo.

"Rinny, I've never seen you so kind towards a prisoner," Iroha remarked. She looked up through the salmon-pink bangs that came down just past her eyebrows, a lop-sided smirk forming upon her lips.

Rin rolled her eyes. "Well what do you want me to do? Take him outside and beat him?"

"That would be much more in character for you." Gumi chuckled a little bit before focusing all of her attention on the teal-haired prisoner. 'And what about you, cutie? Why haven't you said anything?"

Mikuo swallowed, his eyes widening and darting to and fro as though he wasn't sure if he should respond. At last, after handing off the bottle of water to Oliver sitting at his right, he stammered, "I-I-er-I just d-don't want to g-get h-hurt."

"Dammit, Mikuo, you're such a sissy," Len scolded, rolling his eyes and leaning back against the wall as though to relax.

Mikuo ducked his head to avoid the stares and didn't reply.

"Well, then." Miki clapped her hands together. "I think we should all get to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow."

"Agreed." Rin gave a curt nod and rose to her feet, holding out her hands to collect the empty water bottles and food wrappers. "We need to have someone keeping watch tonight, since those two idiots might try something." She jerked her head in Len's direction.

"I can take the first post," Oliver offered, lifting his hand into the air. "I haven't been doing enough recently, anyways."

"Very well." Rin gathered a few of the ragged, grimy blankets from the wooden crate and padded back over to the group. "The twins can keep watch after you, Oliver. I want them here to keep tabs on Len and Mikuo while we're out following Miki."

Rui crossed her arms and pouted. "Why can't we go with you?"

Rin dropped one of the sheets down into her arms. "Because I want the strongest of us out in the field."

The black-haired girl snorted as she lay back and started situating the blanket over her body. "Ain't that like a slap to the face?" She rolled onto her side to face her brother and nuzzled down into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her scrawny frame.

Rin handed the next thin sheet to Miki, who started to cover up with Gumi and Luka on either side of her. Passing the last of the covers to Len and Mikuo, Iroha and Rin slipped underneath the sheet with Rei and Rui, the two of them being careful not to get in the way of the twins' passionate make-out session.

Len smirked over at the blonde girl. "You can sleep over here with me, you know."

Rin rolled her eyes and looked to Oliver, who had made himself comfortable leaning against the dirt wall nearest to Miki. "Make sure he doesn't try to rape me in my sleep or anything." She yawned. "I'll deal with him tomorrow."

"Anything, boss."

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