"One, two, three!"

TWANG.

"Damn you, Len! You hit the wrong chord again!"

I was pressed against the wall outside of the stadium-like room where Gumi, Kaito, Miku and Len were trying to perfect the instrumental for Electric Angel. A volcano was bubbling in my stomach; I still felt a little weird from earlier.

"Guys, do you think Rin is alright?" a familiar voice sighed as a guitar was set very noisily against the window. It was Len.
This was my only chance to get back to normal again.

"Oh, are you worried about me, idiot?" I spun into the room, showing myself as alive and well. Miku pushed Len to the side and had me choking in her arms in a matter of moments.

"Rin! We were so concerned! Are you okay? Did you take a hot flush?" she leaned closer, dying to a whisper; "Are you on your period?"

"Miku!" I pushed her away, shocked. "Why would you say that?!"

"Sometimes it's the hormones, y'know?"

"What's the hormones?" Kaito swallowed his chunk of rice-ball to ask this.

"When a girl is on her period."

"Miku!" Len, Gumi and I chorused, although I was the only member not in a fit of laughter.

"Wait, Rin is on her period?" Gumi wiped a joyful tear away. "Why didn't you tell us? No wonder you've been acting like a -"

"I'm not on my period and I'd recommend for you not to finish that sentence!" I fumed. Everyone started laughing again. Jeez, why does everyone always laugh at me? Is it my face?

"Rinny, we're only kidding." Kaito shoved my shoulder a bit. I folded my arms, eager to carry on with any other subject than this. "Besides, we still don't know why you were as red as a beet earlier." Oh, apart from that one.

"S-so, what part am I playing in this Electric Angel thing?" I shrugged off the red-face thing. I didn't want to think about it, I didn't need to think about it. "A-am I playing drums o-or what?"

"Yeah, you'll be on the drums." Miku tried to pull out my kit from under the steps, but her frail little arms couldn't even make it move an inch. Kaito had to lend a hand. "The drums aren't that complicated in this one. We'll have to get Luka on the keyboard, too."

"Then what's Kaito doing?"

"Synthesizers."

"Oh." I sat at my trusty beat-set, lifting the drumsticks packed neatly underneath. I played some casual tunes for a while. I love my drum set.

"Gumi is on bass, Len is on main guitar." Miku handed them both their equipment. "I'll be the main vocal, as usual."

"As usual." Kaito snorted from the side of the scene. "Maybe someone else should sing this time."

"But Miku's voice suits everything." Len said as he tweaked his guitar. He plugged it into the small amps beside the window. "I always did like Miku's voice. It can be really emotional at times, and sometimes, it can be really magnificent. She knows just how to sing to give the right effect."

I turned and opened my bento, which is usually what I'd pick up for lunch. I began stuffing some of the fish into my mouth, trying to ignore their conversation. He was complimenting Miku. He doesn't compliment me.

I'm not jealous, am I?

Hm, why would I be.

After lunch, I spent an hour in Music and an hour and a half in Math. Eventually, school ended, and our group went to the clubhouse to talk more about anything and everything.

The clubhouse was a room at the back of Yamaha Fashions that Gumi's mother let us use. It was quite the modern lounge, with a leather couch and a plasma television on the wall, with a cooler, refrigerator, table, chairs, and a gaming station, too. I hoped Gaku-nii would be there today; he always makes me laugh.

We sashayed discretely into the room; Gumi's mother said the boss doesn't know we're using it yet.

"Gaku-nii!" I squealed, willingly throwing myself into his arms as I saw the purple-haired on the couch. He chuckled, ruffling my hair, fixing my bow.

"Rin-chan, how are you? I haven't seen you for a while." he nuzzled into me tightly.

"I'm alright! How are you? How's the job?"

"It's... okay." he worriedly looked at Meiko across the room, who I realised was also here, and she shook her head slowly. "Yeah, it's okay."

"Awesome!" I chirped. I grovelled over to the far side of the couch and lay down. Today was an exhausting day. I actually had to use my brain and stuff. I dislike doing that. Very much.

Len is the smarter twin by far. I'm usually the one who gets scolded by Mother for having a bad report at the end of the year, with Mr. Straight A student sitting beside me grinning ear to ear. Stupid. Stupid.

Stupid...

He ran past Gaku-nii and I, fleeing from Kaito, as he had the last tub of blueberry ice-cream in his hand.

Stupid...

As he went round his second lap of the room, passing me in a few miliseconds, I carelessly stuck my foot in his way.

Stupid...

He tripped, losing his grip on the ice-cream as it came shooting toward me.

Stupid...?

Suddenly, my vision became blue and creamy. My face went deadly frozen, and a bittersweet taste entered my mouth. I screamed in frustration, wiping the ice-cream with an embroidered pillow near my side. I was really to kill him! As I got most of it off, I clenched my fists and furiously searched the room for him.

"Len!" I screamed. A few of the members chuckled, a few were frightened, but none had blonde hair. Gritting my teeth, I looked behind the couch to see a trembling blonde dork behind it. "Len, get up!"

He stood, giggling a little. "Calm down, fussypants." he removed the elastic band holding his hair into the ponytail, which caused it to fall to the same length my hair is. Before he could tie his hair up again, I smacked it out of his hands.

"Try apologizing!" I flicked a strand of hair from my face, pouting a little. He snickered.

"I can't apologize to someone who has a lump of blueberry ice-cream above their lip." he smiled. "Let me get that for you."

He tilted himself forward, coming closer to me. His lips slowly opened, and I felt my face lose the cold, cold flush of the ice-cream and gain the tingling, roasted feeling of a blush. My face sweated the nearer he got.

No... I'm not blushing again, am I?

My body became as hot as a chili pepper as I felt my heartbeat getting quicker and quicker. I widened my eyes as his soft, gentle-looking lips came near mine and his warm breath slipped slyly into my mouth. Without thinking, I closed my eyes and awaited contact.

Then his tongue licked the ice cream from under my nose. I opened my eyes in shock.

"Yum! I always liked this flavour." he sat back, stretching. "Banana is better, though. Hey, I'm surprised you didn't slap me while I was inches away from your face. We've never been that close since young."

I covered my face and turned away from him. My heart was pounding incredibly fast! This has never happened before. What's happening to me?

No... I can't stay in denial anymore. I knelt on the ground in terror. My heart continued to pound, my palms continued to sweat.

I had a crush on my own brother.

-I'll update soon!-