World Domination How-To

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid

AN: Me was bored so me invented a little competition. Me will drop random anime/manga/Vocaloid/gamemakerRPGs references in my AN. Whoever guesses the most right gets to choose what song me will base my next story off. If it is a tie, we will have a vote and if the vote ends in a tie, me will randomly draw from a hat. Oh, when guessing, write the anime/manga/game/song it came from and write down who said it. Example:

Fairy tail, Erza.

Also, ONLY the italicised bits will be the reference.

Scorpirus: Thank you very much!

The Midnight Crier: Yes, very random indeed, though me heard that depression sometimes makes you say things randomly like that.

Reference (Vocaloid): One day, me and me gang decided to go to the woods for Halloween. Most of us was against it, but me and me friend kept insisting. Me remember him saying, "It's not like two random, innocent looking kids will invite us to their house to eat cinnamon sticks that will make us fall asleep or something! And I'm definitely sure that they won't try to kill us while when we wake up!" It didn't really help. We ended up not going.

Chapter 4|

"Len, I want to die."

Suddenly, there was a brief, but painful contact on her face. Her head was pushed to the side and the view of the other side of the station switched to the side she was standing on. Without really knowing why, tears formed at her eyes. They prickled at her eyes and made her head throb.

Someone punched her.

Someone just punched her, didn't they?

Where was Len? It was selfish, but she wanted him, as her older brother, to scream at the culprit. She wanted him to scold the person and punch them back.

Completely on instinct, her hand when up to her cheek. There was definitely a bruise. She was going to feel that tomorrow. Then she was going to have to dismiss the teacher's false concern at her. Turning back up, her heart clenched. It clenched up so tight that she feared someone might've been inside her body, squeezing the shit out of that thing. She realized that the hole inside her body was bigger than she thought.

By looking at the emptiness of the train station, she could truly see that she was alone, even with someone else by her side. The person who punched her…and Len.

Turning around, Rin felt the desire to face the person. To see them with her own two eyes. To see the guilt and regret written all over their face.

Blonde hair. Cerulean eyes. Crypton's School uniform, her school uniform. High pony tail.

"Len…?"

The tears, the tears that hung lazily to her eyes, grew larger and began to slide down her face, glazing over her bruised cheek. "Did you hit me? Why did you hit me?"

Rin wished she hadn't turned around. If she didn't, she wouldn't have to face his cold eyes. The eyes she couldn't pull her gaze from, no matter how much she wanted to.

"Don't ever say that again."

Light bit at her eyelids and forced its way to her eyes. Of course, the plot must advance, her life must move on, she must look at the sky another day.

She has to wake up.

Yet again, she must compare herself to everyone and lose every time.

Pushing herself off her bed, Rin sat there, staring into a corner. Len…hurt her. Out of all people. The one she trusted most. Len.

Rin could see it. She was desperately, in vain, trying to glue the pieces of her heart together. It wouldn't work. Every time she gathered all the pieces, a knife would come and slash at her arms and legs. When it did, the pieces would fall out of her grasp, and they would scatter, across her mind, across the border. Out of reach, out of sight until she went around to look for them.

This was it. It was clichéd story. One that didn't have any comic reliefs. One with a girl who, no one would bat an eyelid at if she died. There were millions out there like her. She was just one of them. At first, Rin believed Len's words. She saw life as a piece of scrap wood, old but still usable. It was too soon to throw it away. But, now, Rin didn't know.

A loud, irritating knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts.

"Teeth, breakfast, school."

Len, the very one who punched her yesterday, stood at her door way. He was nibbling on a banana and stared at her with hard eyes. She couldn't read his expression. She searched frantically for signs of lament, signs of apologies. There was none.

With a gruff grumble, Rin stood up and brushed past Len, internally screaming.

Someone grabbed at her wrist. It was probably Len, no one else was around. Upon instinct, she stopped and turned around, suddenly cursing her existence as she did so.

"I'm walking with you to school today, so don't stall."

Not thinking this far, Rin's eyes bulged dramatically out, earning a twitch of the mouth from Len. She immediately assumed that he was annoyed at her, since twitches at the corner of one's mouth isn't meant to be good. She nodded frantically without saying a word and rushed to the bathroom, almost slamming the door behind her. As she turned on the tap, she could just faintly hear a small chuckle from outside. She turned off the tap to confirm her suspicions but was met with a pressing silence. A silence she absolutely didn't want to hear. She flipped the tap on again to push away the quietness of an empty house, well, not exactly empty but Len wasn't crazy enough to start talking to himself, so it felt empty.

Rin smeared a lot of toothpaste on her brush. A lot. Over the top a lot. Regardless, she began brushing her teeth with the tap running its life out. She remembered her mom scolding her for leaving it running, since they always had to pay so much for the water bills, but Rin left it on anyways. At times, the silence in a room felt so pressing that it seemed like it was trying to throttle you. Thus, Rin resorted to having the tap on.

There was a loud thump downstairs, followed by a chain of colorful words. Rin temporarily stopped brushing her teeth to spit out the extra toothpaste. As she did, she heard a loud bellow. "God damn these stairs!"

Grabbing a cup to fill it with water, Rin assumed that Len fell down the stairs. It was an old habit of his, to start daydreaming when walking down steps. It was an odd habit, but was rather funny at times, considering the fact that he sometimes hits his face.

Taking a generous sip, Rin played around with the water in her mouth before spitting it out. Looking up, her eyes strayed from the mirror. She did not to look at her face. Looking at her face meant judging. Judging meant comparing. Comparing lead to her feeling like shit. Tired. She was tired of all of it. Rubbing away the last of sleep from her eyes, she shuffled back to her room to change.

Her eyes wavered towards her bedside table, where a pair of scissors gleamed, quietly and innocently. Quietly, without making a sound, she began making her way towards the table. Exactly…for whose sake was she living? Walking? Quietly, she grabbed the scissors. Life was just unfair. Why continue walking along its path with traps and hurdles? Quietly, she raised it to her wrist.

"Rin! What the hell are you doing?! I told you to hurry up!"

Accompanied by the scream, there were several thumping noises as Len ran up the stairs. "If you don't hurry, I'm hiding all your oranges!" Since Rin stupidly left the door open, Len's head popped out from the side of the door frame. His sunny face immediately darkened when he saw what she was doing. His stare was so fearsome and full of ire, that Rin took a cautious step back. Without any indication or warning, Len strode up to her and snatched the scissors, effectively ripping them out of her hands. Without a word, Len ran downstairs once more, disappearing into silence until a loud clatter was heard. Since Len made no indication of walking up again, Rin shut the door and locked it, hearing the lock bolt with a click.

Why didn't Len just let her die? He hurt her yesterday, so why did he care? Rin couldn't shake these thoughts from her head as she changed out of her pyjamas. Maybe he felt that it was a duty as her older brother. Or maybe he didn't want to earn a bad reputation at school if word gets out. Rin slipped into her school shirt, trying in vain to straighten out the creases. She casually slid on her button up shirt and let out a gruff sigh as she realized that the wrinkles on the shirt were impossible to smooth out, at least, without an iron. Fixing her collar, Rin held up her hair with her white, droopy bow, a present from Len himself when they were kids, and put two white clips in her hair, just in case.

Sliding on her pristine white socks, Rin dashed towards the stairs but stopped at the top. No, she was not going to throw herself down a flight of twelve or so steps, she did not want to go any further from where she stood currently.

There happened to be a beast that went by the name 'Len' who lurked around the kitchen. He was a highly dangerous predator, and would not hesitate to pounce on you when you have angered him. Fortunately, Rin knew the beast's weakness - bananas. Unfortunately, the bananas were so close to him and far away from her. Maybe, she could skip breakfast and make a dash for the door. It would help spare her from getting a twenty-four hour lecture. As soon as Rin took one step down, his head snapped towards her direction. At that moment, Rin hoped that Len was some sort of T-rex that couldn't sense movement, or some other animal who is short sighted. Rin took a while to register a mistake in her thoughts. She heard somewhere that apparently, the T-rex was able to sense movement and thus she would be eaten alive when standing still in front of one. Maybe the T-rex was Len right now, believed to not sense movement but they actually can.

They stood there, staring at each other for a few minutes, Len's face twisted into a scowl while Rin had a poker face plastered on, even though she was nervously sweating on the inside. With a sigh, Len backed down and took a hearty chomp out of a banana he peeled within a matter of seconds. "I maffe you cereal, eaft qwifly…I'm going to put my shoes on."

Trying to keep the shock out of her face, Rin sat down ungracefully at the coffee table, staring at the food Len graciously offered her. She heard the front door open with a loud creak, almost as if the door were yawning, and she heard leather shoes plop against wood. Fearing that she might be left behind, Rin shoved five grains of cereal in her spoon and ate it quickly, barely stopping to chew. She noticed that a lot of milk was left over, but didn't bother to finish it. Almost running to the sink, she empties the white contents and nearly dropped her bowel in the sink along with her spoon.

Sprinting to the bag, Rin hooked it on her right shoulder and dashed to the door, slipping on her shoes carefully and even checking to see if she put them on properly. Surprisingly, Len waited for her throughout the entire ordeal and even held the door open for her. Throwing him a quick thanks, Rin stepped outside and stood out in the pavement, wondering if she should wait for him as well. Rin believed, that even though she was annoying and could not keep her mouth shut when needed, if one were to put all the pieces of her heart back together and looked deep inside, they would still find compassion, even if it was just a tiny bit.

No one realized that she had been holding onto it this whole time, dangling on it until it was as thin as a spider's web. She didn't want to seem cold hearted. She didn't want people to view her without getting to know her. She wanted to be a kind person, yet that was still far out of her reach. Maybe this could be her first step, even if it's just a minor thing. Waiting for Len was her first step to becoming someone nice.

She saw Len lock the door securely, and watched as he gave the handle a firm tug to check if he really did lock it properly. After being satisfied, Len whirled around and shoved his keys into the left pocket of his pants. His eyes widened as he looked up and saw Rin standing there, waiting. Swiftly, almost faster than the speed of light, a ghost of a smile appeared on his face. Rin obviously saw it, and something inside her lit up to see him happy. Maybe she should do something like this more often.

XXX

Once again, someone shoved her into the deep end. It was properly the tense air around them that was thick enough to cut with a knife. Neither said a word, each one of them waiting for the other to take the initial. And, being left with silence, Rin's thoughts began to wonder. She might have unconsciously said things out loud or maybe made unnatural movements, but Len looked like he was ready to call their parents if she broke down in the middle of the road. He even had his phone out.

With a heavy sigh, Len stopped moving, along with Rin's train of thoughts.

"Rin, I love you."

Normally, Rin would have been overjoyed to hear that, to know that someone, anyone in the world cares for her. But, her heart was stabbed several times over. Never before has she heard I sentence so false, so fake. His eyes, his face, everything about him contradicted his very sentence.

His mouth was tied into a firm rope and his eyes reflected pity. He felt sorry for a girl like her, a girl who had no friends, a girl who hated herself. It wasn't true. He didn't love her. He felt pity for her.

"Len, I hate you."

AN: Don't misread what Len said. Me meant love in a brotherly way. Sorry if me ruined your shipping. x3