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Chapter Six
She couldn't resist the temptation anymore.
Light shone through the blinds, signaling early morning. The clock in the room read seven a.m. School would be today, but spring break started early. Rin gathered up the long train of her borrowed night dress and placed it onto the floor.
It was such a pretty thing. It was pearly with little beads sown into it. It had slightly puffy short sleeves and at the chest area, it seemed to wrap around with a ruffled style like seashells and had a ribbon on it. It wasn't meant for someone like me, Rin thought bitterly as she held her orange phone in her hand.
A little chain hung from it, a little orange connected to a chain. As Rin opened the phone, the chain tinkled, a soft, high sound emitting from the tiny orange, it was a small bell. It had been a birthday gift from Len a long time ago. Noticing it, Rin fingered it, feeling guilt ride into her for thinking Len a bad brother, if not crush.
She bit her lip softly, and looked at the most recent text message. Remember, no longer real life conversations, she thought to herself. It had been from thirty minutes ago. Len usually left his plaything's home around this time. Rin shook her head, and read the message.
Where the fucking hell are you, Rin?
She bit her lip again and smiled bitterly. "Again, Len, déjà vu." She whispered to no one in particular. Her slim thumbs flew over the keys, forming her message.
Miku invited me over for the rest of spring break. I won't be home for that period. You don't need to bring over any of my stuff. I'll drop by later pick up my stuff.
She pressed the 'SEND' button, and immediately, another text message from Len came back.
Why didn't you text me earlier? Could've warned me.
She rolled her eyes, and sent another back.
First, my phone was dead. And at the party, you were drunk. I'll see you later.
Rin lied on the first half. She'd just ignored his messages throughout the night. He'd stop sending them around one a.m. She sighed and got up from the bed and out of the room. Instantly, she smelt the fine cooking in the kitchen, and smiled gratefully. Instead, she headed into the bathroom to wash first.
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Lukewarm water swished on and off of her flushed skin. Rin had soaked in the water so far for five minutes, enjoying it. Her body curved into the bath tub as she hummed contently. Finger shaped bruises folded over her arms, thighs and stomach. Her cheek was still red from the slap. When first letting the water envelop her, it pained her still aching body.
The water was a light shade of pink as she sunk herself in it, her honey hair splayed out in the water. For a long moment, she stayed that way, closing her eyes and imagining nothing but peace. Her arms wrapped around her body, in the areas where she wasn't hurt. The water lapped up against her skin, up and down.
Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Taking her in, saturating her in its scent. Hands reach for her; fingers stroking up and down her body.
They stop going up. Her eyes flutter open.
They're down there. Her breath fastens and her legs clench. Suddenly, they're everywhere and she elicits a moan. And then she's seeing his face, his eyes right before her.
"Rin?" Miku called out. Rin jumped and a bit of water splashed out. She'd a sticky mess, and it's become too hot in the room.
"Y-yes?" Rin called out, a little too breathily. She coughed, trying to get her voice back to normal.
"Breakfast is ready whenever you want to eat…Are you okay?" The older girl stated out from the other side.
"Yeah. I'll be out soon, I promise, Miku!" Rin answered, covering her wrists with paper towels. She got out of the tub and onto the turquoise rug. It had already soaked up the spilled water from the bath. She sighed in relief, and began to change.
The feeling still never left her.
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After breakfast, Miku had driven Rin to her home to bring over her things for the weekend. In the front of the house, she could see Len's car, parked right at the garage, but not in it. He had always been a show off. She smiled briefly in the front as they parked at side of the yard.
"Do you want me to go with you…? If you want, I can…" Miku had started, but Rin had shook her head.
"I'll be safe, so don't worry. But, thanks, Miku." Rin smiled tightly. Miku nodded, her lips pursed.
Her hair was placed sloppily into a bun, the stray hairs framing her heart-shaped face and held back by her white pins. She slid out of the car, only to see that Len was leaning by the front door of the house. He seemed tired, yet content.
Stupid Megurine Luka, Rin thought.
Rin smiled at him slightly and met him at the steps. "Hey." It was the only thing she could think of to say in his presence. She looked away and towards the ground.
"Hey yourself." Len spoke, after giving her the once over. He opened the door, signaling for her to go in. "Well, ladies first."
Again, she couldn't help but smile once more. Being with Len made her feel happy and his small actions always found a way to brighten her up. She stepped into the house and walked the familiar steps to her bedroom. There was no need for conversation; he was already following her up into her bedroom.
Rin stepped into the familiar setting. She remembered the time where they had once shared a bed. Her eyes flickered to her duffle and school bags and stepped forwards to it. She knew that Len was leaning against her door frame, watching her every move. Slowly, she began to move around the room, gathering her clothes and toiletries. It was when she was near the picture frames of themselves when Len spoke out.
He seemed to stumble for words. "Your hair…it seems different today…" Rin leant against the dresser and smiled at him, despite the lack of conversation topic.
"I guess. I've done it before; it just gets messed up easily. Luckily, Miku taught me how to put up properly." Rin stated as she walked over her duffel bag, placing in her things quickly.
When it became silent again, Len spoke up again, but in a questioning way. "Suzu…what's that mark on your hip?"
Suddenly, she couldn't breathe anymore. He saw, she thought quickly, think, Rin, think lies! She stood up, with her bags on her shoulders, and faking innocence, Rin replied, "Oh…that…The other day, I tripped near the stairs, and bumped myself against…the armchair."
Len furrowed his brow and came up to her. "But, it looks fresh…"
Her eyes avoided his. "It was the other day." He was right in front of her and looked directly at her.
"Look at me, please." He asked of her. His fingers lingered near her chin, threatening to make her look up at him.
"Miku's been waiting, Len." Rin stated breezily, still not looking at him. She tightened the hold on her bags. Not expecting anymore, she made to move, but suddenly, Len held her to himself.
She was pressed against him and she gasped as she felt his nimble fingers grasp onto the hem of her shirt and pull it upwards. His other hand gripped her hip, his thumb on her behind to still her. Air hit her bruise and she hissed into his ear. "You're lying." He murmured, examining her bruise. His fingers grazed over it slightly and she bit back a groan.
From either pain or pleasure, she didn't know exactly. There wasn't much of a difference anymore.
"S-stop, Len." She breathed, trying to not let anything get to herself. Oh, the affect he had on her. He didn't let go.
"Who did this, Rin?"
"Don't…! Don't…" She hissed, trying to move away.
"Who the hell did this? I'll fucking kill them! Answer me!" Len forced, gripping her arms. In pain, her eyes watered and she yelped. His eyes widened, guilt showing on his face.
"Don't touch me!" Rin pulled away, tears brimming in her eyes. "It isn't your business!"
Hurt sinking away from his face, Len yelled, "It is my business! Especially when it comes to us!"
'Us'?
"We're family!" He spoke, and almost automatically, her mind shut down. His voice became softer. "Don't you trust me anymore, Suzu?" His blue eyes had bit of gentle in it that made her feel guilty, the kind that made her want to take it all back and make it better. For the both of them.
She didn't want to be stuck here anymore. She moved away from him. "That's all we'll ever be, right? Family?" Rin whispered.
She ran down the stairs, stumbling a little on the way out. From behind her, she heard Len shout her name out. "Suzu! Wait!"
Rin slammed the car door beside her as she jumped into Miku's car. Miku gave her questioning look, but Rin avoided it as she put on her seat belt fluidly. Outside, Len panted as he called out to her for the last time, his eyes squinting in sadness.
"Suzu!"
"Uh…Is he calling out to you…?" Miku started, questioning the peculiar nickname. Rin swiped tears from her face and Miku assumed an understanding look.
"Just step on it, please, Miku." They rode off in a jump start.
And despite wanting him to follow, she prayed that he wouldn't.
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A/N: Well, that was pretty dramatic. I think that's the most chemistry I've put between the two, Rin and Len that is. Now, I'm going to have to think how to further this story more. I mean I have more plot devices, but I need a way to continue towards the next one…Oh well. I'll see you peeps later in life! Bye for now!