Well we left you hanging at the last chapter, so here we go…! And yes, I know this is epik failness. I cannot write for nuts T^T. Please review... I beg of you... I need writing guidelines T^T

Rin POV

Is this what they call jealousy?

Am I jealous?

I can't get these questions out of my head. I keep thinking about it. I'm alone at home. Len has music practice at school. Mum and Dad are at work. I'm alone, in this great white house. I'm buried in the sofa cushions. I need to think. Think. But it's not helping.

I want a warm hand to guide me. I want somebody to be there to show me the way. I want to cry out to that person, tell that person everything. I don't want to be alone. Because I'm afraid. I'm so scared it's like I'm drowning in fear.

Is it right to be scared?

What do normal people feel when this happens? I wish I knew how normal people think. I WANT to be normal. I don't want to be the alien.

Why can't I be just like them? Like Teto? Like Miku, Hane, Akaito…? Like Len.

Like Len.

It's always been like this. Len has always been the one who deserves the attention. The centre of the spotlight. I'm just the mirror image. The one on the other side of the mirror. Exactly the same, but very different at the same time. The mirror image is the one who is always getting ignored. Until eventually the spotlight shines so brightly on the person. The admirers crowding out the ray of single light of hope shining on the abandoned and dusty mirror, the light is blocked out and the creators of the mirror, even the one being reflected, forgets about the mirror.

The light is blocked. The curtain draws. And the mirror is shrouded in darkness.

Forgotten. Hopelessness.

The tears flow faster. I feel myself sobbing into the pillow.

I wish Len was the only one. I wish I could disappear. Fade into nothingness.

I feel my head throb and I close my eyes. The darkness envelopes me, and I fall into a burning, numb void.

Len POV

I am walking home. Thinking about today's events.

I like you too.

I shake my head and my face burns red in embarrassment.

Finally I am home. I put the key in the lock and open the door. The first thing I see is Rin, asleep on the sofa. Smiling gently to myself, I lean over the sofa and shift her hands into a more comfortable position. Her sweaty face is so cute… Her blonde hair framing her cute face… wait. SWEATY?

Instantly I bring my hand to her forehead. It's burning!

OH MAN. What the heck do I do now! She has a fricking high fever!

I shift Rin so that she is lying flat on the sofa instead, her head propped by a cushion. I rush to the kitchen and find a wet towel and a thermometer. Placing the towel on her forehead, I check her body temperature.

HOLY CRAP! 41.5 degrees celsius! O.o I have to get Rin to the hospital if her temperature's so high. Ok, I need help. I rush to the phone and call Kaito, our cousin who lived a couple of houses away. I need his driving skills right here. Right now.

Kaito…Kaitoo… pick up the phone already….!

"Hello? Shion Kaito speaking here~"

"OMFG YESS! !"

"Er… slow down, little buddy, what did you just say?"

"RIN'S UNCONSIOUS. I NEED TO GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL!" I practically screamed into the receiver.

"O.o Rinny's sick? Why didn't you say so earlier? I'm right there."

"Not…*breathe* uncon…sious… still… alive *breathe*" Rin peeked at Len through her hair plastered all over her face by sweat. "…Cold…*breathe*…"

30 minutes later, Kaito and I are sitting in the hospital waiting for the doctor to finish his diagnosis. He tells us that it's just a high fever, after some rest and medication, it should clear up. He writes up a medical certificate to excuse Rin from school. Kaito drives us home, while Rin is fast asleep at my shoulder.

Kaito carries her into her room and tucks her into bed.

"Erm… do you need me to hang around a bit? Need anything?" Kaito stood, unsure, rubbing his hands behind his head.

"Anything…"

"Er… then… I guess I'll go play a couple of games… if you need anything just call out ok?"

I nod, and drag a chair next to Rin's orange sheets. I touch her still burning cheeks.

Rin… when I felt your cheek… it wasn't sweat, was it? Was it wet… because you were crying?

I lean back in my seat and look around the room. Sky-blue walls… a wood paneled floor with a giant turtle shaped carpet in the middle. On the far side of the room are the windows. A single glass pane fixed on the wall. The cream curtains, with orange and green flowers, are drawn. In front of the window is her work desk. Her laptop is closed, and the desk is messy, books randomly piled on the side, The bookshelves are above and next to her desk. The ceiling is white, except for a painted section over Rin's bed. We painted it navy blue when we were 5, and stuck glow-in-the-dark stars on it.

When we were 5… before she lost her hearing.

Before we reached crossroads.

Epik fail. This feels more like a filler. But this is going to be the first of a series of illnesses hitting Rin. I really feel like skipping everything and writing the end...

There should be a new chapter tomorrow. I hope. :3 Miku Append is awesome :D sorry, random…