I am so sorry! Please don't hurt me? I really wanted to get this chapter out so much sooner but I really just didn't know how to word it. I also apologize for how short it is! I really am! I wanted to continue it and make it longer but at the same time I just wanted this chapter to end there so I can start with the juicy stuff in the next one without dragging this one on.

I really hope it isn't bad. I kinda just threw it out there without really going over it. OTL I am so sorry.

Chapter 3

Meet the Parents

Blonde hair, usually slightly askew was tamed by the small application of gel thanks to Rin. He stared into the mirror. Eyes slightly bloodshot, couldn't sleep knowing the hell sprung event taking place that evening.

Someone knocked on the door. "Len? Can I come in?" Rins' noticeable voice spoke from the other side.

"Yeah." Len says, still playing around with his hair. He looked like one of those guys from Grease.

Rin quietly opened the door. "Hey! Don't mess up your hair. It took me forever to rid you of those cowlicks. Are you ready? It's almost time to go." The clack of her white lace up ribbon heels resounded off the linoleum flooring, echoing off the corners of the bathroom. White fabric hugged onto her small chest, flowing down loosely to just above her knees. It was a simple dress but it suited her well.

"In a minute." Len grabs a black tie from the side of the sink. Fuck, he had no idea how to tie a tie but he knew shit would hit the fan if his father saw him without one. He slung the silky fabric around his neck. Crossing over the two ends, tucking and pulling the fabric around until he successfully resulted in a knotted mess. "Shit." He hissed, taking off the tie and flinging it forcefully into the porcelain sink.

"Here, let me?" Rin picked up the discarded article. Wrapping it around his neck. "I know it's going to be hard. Their words can be harsh. I myself am not too keen on meeting them. However, in the end, they are still our parents. So let's try our best 'kay? Alright all done!" She shifted the triangular knot, pulling it into place.

Bells chimed, bellowing throughout the large, empty house. "I guess it's time to go. Come on." Rin grasped on Lens' hand, dragging him behind her. His feet felt like lead blocks, heavy, weighing him down. His stomach churned unpleasantly, feeling the acid creep up into his mouth. Swallowing past the lump in his throat, he tried to suppress his growing dread. Trying to keep up with Rins' pace with his still present limp. Finally reaching the door. Almost feeling intimidated by the small pause before Rin opened the door.

They were greeted by an unfamiliar man. He held a white gloved hand to his chest, dressed in a black tailed suit and a chauffeur hat. "I am here to drive you to Symphonia upon the request of Mr. Hayate and Mrs. Maria Kagamine." He stands to the side and escorts us to a sleek black Limousine. He opens the door and assist Rin climbing inside and let's Len climb in for himself before shutting the door and do his job.

They sat in silence. Craning his neck to the side to stare at the window. Droplets of water flying into the barrier between Len and outside, forming little rivers streaming down the glass. Of course it was raining, what else could he of expected. He looked outside watching the road pass by with light speed. He just wanted this night to be over already.

They entered the grand five star restaurant. Passing through the entrance they were met by Persian rugs, extravagant crystal chandeliers, Stone pillars, they even had actual rose bushes grown in the building rather than just vases filled with them. A host approached them bowing slightly. "Kagamine Len and Rin. Right this way." Len looked at Rin who just shrugged and followed the host. They were led to a table near the terrace. Sitting there already where a highly distinguished looking couple. A man whom that even though didn't look his age held the air of a highly capable man with a long hardworking past into the higher ranks of social status. The beautiful woman with stunning elegance who even though stood in his shadow works just as hard and supports.

Lens parents. He wanted to roll his eyes in disgust. His mother noticed them first. Rising from her seat she walks over towards us. Her soft blonde hair held up in a sophisticated hair do. Her dress was black, long and fitted showing off her curves. She approached Rin first and kisses her on the cheeks. Her European upbringing showing.

"Oh, Rin you have grown so beautiful since I last saw you. You are turning into more and more a woman." She praises her own child. She then looks at Len showing her similar aquamarine eyes, except with thick liner and mascara to make them stand out.

"Len, for once you are dressed like a gentleman, truly handsome." She smiles before kissing each of Lens cheeks with bright red lipstick. He wipes his cheeks off with the back of his hand once she turns around.

Len glances over to his father. His dark charcoal hair slicked back, neat yet stylish. Wearing a designer tuxedo just for this stupid occasion. Elbows rested on the table while his hands were clasped together in front of his face. His onyx eyes connect with my aquamarine. I tear my gaze away quickly.

"That's enough with greetings dear. Shall we sit down?" His father inquires as he too walks over but in a more distant manner of his Japanese lineage.

Walking to the table they take a seat, Len across his mother and Rin across from her father. It starts out pleasant. They first focus on Rin much to Lens relief. They asked questions about their new high school. She goes on about the courses she's currently taking. Rin tells them even though she's a freshman she will be a part of the student council.

"That's my girl." Their father approves.

The waiter comes with garden salads to start. Their parents already ordered what they'll being eating tonight before they even arrived. Fairly soon they were served their main course, Pasta Alla Carbonara.

"Does the school have a good choir program?" Their mother intervenes.

"Yes, the school partakes in many local and even nation competitions and events. The teacher is also very nice. Her name is Meiko. She prefers to be addressed that way."

Their father nods in approval while their mother shows a bright toothy smile.

"It's a shame Len doesn't partake in such activities anymore." She says in a less pleasant tone as if she was indirectly disapproving Lens' choice to stop singing.

Lens hand gripped onto the armrest, knuckles becoming bone white. He was tired of this stupid charade his family put forth. Smiling fake smiles. Praising Rin like she's godsend. Only because she's a conformist to their wants.

Then they turned to Len.

"Well, Len. Have you taken a liking to your new school? It's the finest boarding school in the region. Made any friends?" His mother tries to ask nicely.

Len sits there thinking of what to say. The school was shit? The teachers are fucking retards? Filled with stupid idiots?

His father puts down his glass of white wine he was sipping from and cuts right to the chase.

"Son, I hear you caused a bit of a ruckus at school this week."

Len went rigid in his seat. Piercing a slice of tomato with his fork. Not looking up.

"You better straighten out this attitude of yours. I will not tolerate it."

His hand froze. Staring at the tomato, watching red tinted juice slowly seeping from its wounds onto the plate and mixing with the other concocted sauces that smothered his pasta dish.

"What will people say about us if you become expelled? Think about your family a little."

"Think about my family?" Len chuckled slightly, raising his head he glared at the two adults at the other end of the table.

"…Len." Rin cautioned. Len completely ignored her.

"Think about my family!? You call this a family? All you guys care about are appearances. Never once have you considered maybe I wanted to have a normal family where every night Mom would cook dinner and we could eat together or that maybe I've always wanted to play catch with my Dad. To read me stories or hold me when I cried. Neither of you have been there when I needed you most!"

"Oh my, people are starring, honey do something!"

"Fuck this 'family'!" He spat.

"Len!" Len froze. Looking into the eyes of the Devil himself. "Never, speak to your mother that way. I'm ashamed to even call you 'my son'. You are a disgrace to this family."

The entire room froze. There was only Len and his father. Two beasts baring their fangs, however Len backed off first. What did he think he would gain by speaking his mind?

"Dear…wasn't that too harsh…" Lens' "Mother" whispered

"If he only was more like Rin." He pinched the bridge of his nose.

Len gripped onto the fine silver ware in his hand, digging into his flesh. He didn't listen further. Roughly placing down the fork, he stood nearly knocking back the seat.

"Len." Rins' voice rang out, but it was lost in the raging oceans of Lens' thoughts. He stormed out of the five-star restaurant, walking through pouring rain. His clothes drenched, felt heavy as they clung to his skin. He screamed into the rain. Ripping off the stupid black fabric from his neck, throwing it to the ground and stomping on it. Squishing it like it was a measly little bug under his mercy. Kicking it aside and then kicking the stone wall surrounding the outer part of the restaurant before sitting down against it. He ran his hand through his hair. It felt slimy from the now wet gel. Fuck he felt pissed.

"Len!" A shrill voice called out. Rin ran out to him, just as soaked as he was. "What the hell was that Len?" She said as she finally reached him.

"Fuck, I don't know. I just lost it." He didn't really have an explanation as to why he acted as he did.

"This was supposed to a nice family dinner Len and you jus- you know what never mind. We can't change the fact that it happened." She leans down towards Len. "Do you want to go home? I would asked if you wanted to go back but I don't think they want two wet kids back in there making a fool of themselves." Now holding her hand out towards him.

He nodded, taking hold of her hand as she helped him up. Their chauffer was waiting in the parking lot. Getting their wet bodies into the expensive limousine they make their way back home.

Rin pulls out her phone from her bag and presses speed dial. "Hi, mom? Yeah…I'm sorry. We're on our way home…Yes I'll be sure to tell him…Yes. Love you. Bye."

Rin sighs. "Yeah, Dad's pissed." She says matter-o-factly. No beating around the bush. "I say it's a good thing that they'll be on a business trip for the next couple of weeks in France. Otherwise it'd be hell on earth in our house."

Awkward silence falls upon them, thick as a heavy blanket. Not really finding anything else to say. Len stares out into the black sky.

Len chuckled. He hopes the plane crashes into the Atlantic Ocean.