A/N:

Fourth request was made by AnimeCatMew! Thank you for your patience, here's your FanFic! ^^

Pairing: Rin KagaminexLuka Megurine

Genre: Hurt/Comfort and Family

Rated: K+

Warning(s): Just a bit of a dark chapter with Rin acting more emotional and mature than what I would ever see her as. She's actually acting a lot like how I would view Lin Haine, but that's a different story.

Chapter Four:

Serendipity

I really don't know what came over me. Honest, I don't.

Well, it wasn't much of a good defense with Akita's hair tightly wrapped around my fingers. That and the fact that my fist kept making continuous contact with her swollen face. I don't even remember the reason why I started doing this, I think she started making fun of my hair...

It didn't really matter once I heard the rapid footsteps coming from the teachers as one of them grabbed and pulled me up from the ground in a swift motion. I didn't even hear him coming close to me. Another teacher, this one had pink hair I think, tried to pry my fingers out of Neru's hair. Once they were able to, I was whisked away and taken to a place that I was all too familiar with.

After he pushed the doors open, the pink, twin-drilled secretary gave me a sympathetic smile. "What's she in for this time?"

"Fighting, again."

His voice sounded gruff and I could almost make out who it was. Instead of going to the my usual destination, the Principal's office, he walked right past it and placed me down on a bench. "Wait here," he ordered as he and his lavender hair swayed behind him.

I couldn't help but grimace. Just where am I?

Right after I had thought that question, a woman came walking in front of her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Are you Rin Kagamine?" she asked in a soft voice.

I looked up at her and recognized her as the woman who pried my fingers out of Neru's hair. "Yes." I answered tersely. What was I doing in here anyway?

"Please come to my office," she said, suddenly and motioned me to come inside what I'm pretty sure now it was her office.

Slowly, I rose up from the bench and silently followed her in. When I walked inside, she had some motivational posters adorning the walls, some furniture with pictures of herself and with another boy who shared a stricking resemblence with her.

I made myself comfortable by sitting in a chair that I pulled up and plopped right in. She looked like she was carefully watching what I was doing and smiled at me. "I've been so rude to you," Pft, tell me about it, "I have yet to tell you my name."

I looked at her desk and saw her plated name tag. Luka Megurine.

"I already know who you are." I shot back before I gave her time to tell me.

She jumped a little and followed my gaze and lightly laughed. "Of course, I keep forgetting that it's there, silly me."

I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes at her. She seems to be the forgetful type. "Sooo..." I started. "What am I doing here? Where am I?"

For once, the woman stopped smiling and tapped at a nametag she had on her front. A big front might I add. "I'm the school counselor."'

Counselor? What the hell, why am I here?

"You're probably wondering why we brought you here," Holy sheet, is she psychic?

I nodded. Might as well hear her out. She looked a bit uncomfortable and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Did she think she was gonna offend me?

"Has something been going on at home that is affecting you to act in such a violent matter?"

...Okay, I'll admit it, I am a little offended. Maybe because of the fact that my father's a drunkard, my brother is always out and acts like he never wants to see me and my mother took her life not too long ago.

...Nope, can't say anything wrong has been happening at home. "No, nothing's wrong."

She still didn't look convinced. "Are you sure? I don't mean to pry, but you seemed to be more... aggressive as of late. I heard from your past teachers that you used to be a great student, kind to all of your peers and-"

"People change, you know."

She stopped reading the paper that she held in front of her that must have been my record and looked up back at me. She had this solemn look in her eye as she slowly straightened out the sheet.

"I know you don't trust me or anything, but I really am here to help. But I can't do that unless you let me."

"And I won't. I don't need your help, I don't need anybody's help. I'm fine on my own, don't most of you adults think that when a kid acts up, it's all part of a 'phase'." I retorted.

Again, she gave me that look. Never before had I wanted to walk out on somebody, so bad. After all, they all walk out on me in the end...

"Well, I see that there really isn't anything I can say that will change your mind-"

"There really isn't."

"-but if you ever need me, I'll be right here. Okay, Rin?"

I didn't know what she was trying to gain by trying to be my best friend or something, but I wasn't buying that load of crap. Before she could say anything else, I got up and stormed out of her room. No way in hell will I ever come to her...

xXx

"You're going to have to explain yourself. No way out, I won't let you leave until you tell me how that happened to you."

I had finger-like bruises on my neck, a sprained ankle, a bandage over my left brow, and yellowing bruises on my arms and face. Dad came home a couple days ago, angry and thoroughly drunk, and exerted his pent up frustrations onto me. He wouldn't stop, no matter how much I begged.

That was about a week ago until the school officials actually came to my house to look for me. Now they're holding my dad away from me and I'm stuck in the counselor's office. Again.

I sighed. No point in hiding it from her.

I told her, I told her everything.

How my mother passed away four years ago because she took her it. She got rid of her own life only because she was unhappy. She never lived the life she wanted, she never wanted my brother and me. So, with a handgun, right when I walked into her room to wish her a good night, she did the deed.

I told her how my brother couldn't take it anymore, dealing with our aggressive and irresponsible father. One day, he was there at school, laughing with his friends, telling me that he loved me. Then the next morning comes, I walk to his room to wake him up...gone. Didn't even leave a note behind.

Then I tell her about myself. How I missed my mother so much, how I wish I knew why my brother left so suddenly, how our father turned into that monster that just stared at the television screen with those empty, expressionless eyes.

And I cried. I let myself cry in front of her.

Everything that I had kept bottled up for years poured through my cracked lips to a woman I barely knew, a woman whose job it was to worm this kind of information out of the students.

But she really didn't have to. I was tired, that's all. Tired of the pain, tired of the secrecy. But I guess I was mainly tired of feeling so alone.

Recently, I even began to seriously consider what my mother did all those years ago, the weapon is still in her drawer, right where I left it after she was finished. How can a ten year old cope with all that? I don't really understand it myself, and I had to be the one to clean the mess, making contact with the few remaining pieces of her?

Then I felt it.

I felt her arms wrap around me and pulled me close, whispering condolenses in my ears. Words that I hadn't been told in so long, words of reassurance that none of this that had happened was my fault.

Tears began to fall freely from my face onto her yellow blouse, leaving dark spots. I cried. I cried like a lost and hurt child. That's exactly what I was.

And I realized that at that moment, I needed to know. I needed to know that I am still wanted, that I am still loveable, that I'm not worthless.

And she was all I ever needed.

A/N: So sorry it took so long! I went back through so many revisions that this was the only one I can come up with... I know, it sucks, and I'm incredibly sorry... And it's so flipping short! ! ! I'm really sorry Anime, I know this could be a whole lot better but... nyeh... TTATT

I was actually thinking of turning this into a multiple chapter FanFic, but only if Anime's okay with it. And that the genre would change, I've got the plot figured out and everything, including the ending!

But that's only if she would like to, I'm not sure if that would be okay...