WARNING: Profanity ahead. Let the pairings begin to set in place!

Chapter 7: A Day in the Life of Len Kagamine (For character development purposes)


Len P.O.V.

Staring analytically at myself through the foggy bathroom mirror, I couldn't help but notice my flaws as I drowned in my self-consciousness. My eyes, although flecks of sparkling, pristine marine shone through my iris, are too dull and bland for a bright color. My nose is maybe a bit too pointed. My fingers were almost alien-like with its length and slenderness. And my facial features are a little too sharp.

I quickly shook my head to dismiss those thoughts. Seeing as how I was running out of time, I attempted to assemble my usual ponytail, but utterly failed once I determined that there were too many bumps, or it was crooked, or it just wasn't in the right position.

I shivered, feeling a trail of goose bumps line my skin. It was so cold last night, but I still left my window open (it's a dangerous habit).

Breathing a deep sigh, I was about to give up on my hair when 13-year-old Lenka walked in –clad in her middle school uniform and all- with a snort. She strolled casually beside me and started shaping her hair into her own high ponytail. I was almost jealous at how much of an expert she looked whilst she did so.

"You know, I'm pretty sure girls are supposed to be the ones who take forever in the bathroom," she laughed to herself, twisting her thin strands of strawberry-blonde hair into a thick hair tie.

My lips cracked into a hearty, meek grin. "Can you do my hair?"

"What a man you are, bro," she giggled, slapping my back playfully and walking behind me. "Why don't you just cut it?"

"Because I don't feel like it," I answered simply.

I bent my knees just a bit for her convenience, earning a chuckle. As she stroked her fingers through my hair, finger-combing it, I wondered –as always- about Kagamine. What event from the past could cause an innocent girl to be so traumatized to the point where she would never speak again? How could everyone fear her? Can't they see how normal, cute, and misunderstood she is? Well, I still haven't given up on making her an actual part of class 1-A. But right now, my focus is on which of my "fangirls" did that to her…

I clenched my teeth unconsciously.

"So… who's the lucky girl?" Lenka inquired curiously with the hint of a smile in her voice just as she finished tying my hair for me. "You usually don't care about your appearance, Lenners."

Almost immediately, my face burned a deep shade of red and I exclaimed nervously, "K-Kagamine's not-!"

As soon as those words had left my mouth, I buried my searing face into my sweaty palms in shame. Heat protruded through my ears and I could hear my heartbeat racing at the thought of my fatal tongue-slip. Oh my god… she'll never let me hear the end of this.

A booming, almost mocking laughter echoed around our empty house that morning. Lenka's teasing was relentless. Especially when she added, "Oh yeah, I was digging through your bag for no reason when your phone vibrated and I saw your wallpaper. She's so pretty~ I wanna meet her!"


On the walk to school (I was later than usual), Kaito -he actually commented on my hair- and I were… well, talking about my workaholic parents after I briefly told him about what happened earlier with Lenka (yes, he laughed as hard as she did, if not harder).

"When are they due to come home this time?" he asked nonchalantly, digging his hands into his pockets and sighing as if he knew the answer.

"… I don't know," I replied shortly, wearing a thin smile. "Who knows, maybe they'll both be in time for my birthday this year... Or Lenka's next month (A/N it's May here so Lenka's birthday is in June)."

I pondered this thought. My parents caused a bit of an inconvenience for Lenka and I, since I'm the oldest but still just the tender age of 15 (barely). They're both passionate, driven researchers and that's all I really know about their work. Mom seems to come home more than Dad on the most abnormal days, usually surprising Lenka and me by herself once we come home from school. I remembered asking her why she came home alone two months ago and she only turned her head toward the window with a sad smile and answered curtly with something she's been repeating for the last three times, "He had to do some paperwork. But don't worry, he'll come home eventually."

"Len, you do realize it's still spring, right?" he cocked an eyebrow, snapping me out of my memories and apparently trying to lighten the atmosphere. "There's plenty of time for them to come home. And plus, I'm supposed to be over-dramatic, not you."

I laughed, "Okay, change of subject then."

A couple of girls from other classes called my name from across the street, waving cheerily. I waved back with a wide grin, returning to our conversation.

We raised our hands simultaneously in the air and shouted happily, "Soccer!"

Laughter ensued as we tried to talk about the upcoming sports festival (1). We're both playing soccer (which happened to be our favorite sport since childhood) along with Kiyo, Piko, Oliver, and some others. On the way, Piko happened to join us with a fiery, determined look plastered on his face.

"Woah, what's going on, PiPi?" Kaito stared at him with a bewildered expression.

"Yeah, I demand you let us know," I declared, raising my chin higher in the air.

He rolled his eyes and smiled wistfully, "I'm gonna talk to her today."

The image of Piko and Miki chatting shyly (with both stuttering like crazy) came into my mind. My smile immediately cracked into a grin. That shy boy's been crushing on her for years.

"Dude, finally!" my blue-haired friend playfully ruffled the blushing Piko's hair.

"What changed your mind?" I cocked an eyebrow, interested in what he had to say.

He smirked, "You. I saw you change your wallpaper."

Great. It's Lenka and Kaito all over again! Instinctively, I hid my already-burning face into my hands and groaned in embarrassment.

Kaito almost choked on his spit as he tried to clear his throat. "A-Are you sure you aren't crushing on that devil-dealing girl?"

I narrowed my eyes at him through the cracks of my fingers and replied with a muffled voice, "She does not deal with devils. She's perfectly normal. And no, I don't. She's just been on my mind lately with all the stuff that's been happening."

Piko gave me looks of pity. "Must be hard to deal with her."

Pursing my lips, I repeated stubbornly, "She's perfectly normal; if not insane. And if she is, then I love insanity."

... That was way too cheesy. I flailed my hands around dismissively. "Just- never mind already!"

"Then… what do you like about her?" they asked at the same time, snickering and exchanging proud glances with a brofist.

I closed my eyes for a split-second, imagining her. We're almost complete opposites. Maybe I just felt like it was up to me to "repair" her, but I know there was something I saw that intrigued me. I remembered observing her through the windows (stalkerish… I know) and watching her stare at the flowers by the gate and wearing this ghost of a smile on her face whilst looking at the tiniest, under-developed one. And although she chose to ignore certain people, you could see a pained look on her face that showed she somewhat regretted it.

But most of all, it's seeing her smile. I'm sure that, by the time I get her to talk, I'll know much more about her.

"… I'm not sure," I lied, wanting to keep these thoughts to myself.

"I don't understand you sometimes," Kaito shook his head, earning a nod from Piko.

"Me neither," I smiled.

Piko commented, "For the brightest, happiest friend I know… you sure are something."


"What, did you fall in love with me or something?" Kaito remarked with a teasing smile once he caught Meiko staring so intensely at him.

At first, she blinked, bewildered. Of course, a few seconds later, a deep blush managed to invade her cheeks as she continuously pounded on a stumbling Kaito's head. Each groan shrieked by Kaito made me wince at their antics.

"Like hell I would! I was just wondering why you're such an assface!" she retorted violently, the crack of her palm hitting his skull resonating in the air once more.

"Says the assface herself!" Kaito groaned louder, earning himself even more vehement hits.

I sighed, rolling my bottom lip back behind my teeth. We ran into Meiko earlier at the gate and as soon as he saw Miki, Piko left us and approached her. I watched their interaction with an envious smile on my face. It was just as I imagined it to be. They were blushing, stuttering, and fidgeting, but smiling in content at the same time.

"Hey, Len, what did you do with that picture I sent you yesterday?" Meiko suddenly asked.

It was then that I noticed she wasn't really beating Kaito up anymore. I avoided her sharp gaze and answered, "Nothing. I didn't delete it, though, if that's what you're thinking."

The brunette's left eyebrow was raised now. She remarked, "That's funny. I thought you would've changed it to your wallpaper or something."

Kaito burst out laughing, revealing the embarrassing truth.


Leaning further onto my desk, I blushed as I pondered the tiny events from earlier. I burrowed my face into my hands and groaned.

"Why does everyone keep mentioning Kagamine?" I muttered to myself.

The classroom was already full as the morning bell had already begun its toll. There was no one absent today, and I knew that Kiyoteru and Gakupo would be late (they always are). Big Al stood in front of us, waiting on them with an impatient look on his face. He drummed his fingers against his desk and intently watched the door.

Kagamine was here too, sitting in the corner with the same distant look on her face as she stared out the window that my mom had when I mentioned my dad. Her bright eyes which I admired were sunken in, exaggerated by the dark bags that hung gloomily under her eyes. The bandage on her forehead was covered by the messy flow of her un-clipped bangs.

Kaito surprised me from behind. "Kiyo's coming soon." He began his usual morning countdown. "5… 4…. 3… 2… 1…"

The sound of a door sliding open was heard as soon as he uttered '1'.

"Good mor- ahhh!" The sound of a girly scream and a loud thud was also heard, which definitely meant it was Kiyo. He smiled in a dorky fashion while rubbing his scraped knee and muttered cheerful apologies and greetings.

"Tripping over the doorstep again, I see?!" Big Al's voice boomed. "Get to your seat! And where in the world is that eggplant-loving freak you always come in with?!"

"Here!" Gakupo grinned, entering the room with an arm high in the air. "Sorry I'm late, I saw a stray kitty."

They headed to their seats with sheepish smiles. I chuckled. Gakupo is known to be a huge lover of animals (he's not a vegetarian, though) and gets distracted easily if he sees a stray cat or dog walking around. I swear, his house is like an animal shelter.

"More like you saw Luka," Big Al muttered furiously to himself. "Damned boys. Full of raging testosterone, I tell you. Of course, I'm way better than that because I'm perfect."

Kaito whispered from his seat in the back of me, "Cue Lily, who always finds a way to argue with Al."

I smiled, watching Lily's eye twitch while she yelled, "No way in freaking hell are you perfect! If anything, you're the one full of raging testosterone! You definitely have a crush on class 1-B's teacher, Ms. Ann! I saw you putting the moves on her at lunch!"

"And so, a childish argument begins," Kaito sighed and shook his head disapprovingly.

"Do not!" He screeched childishly, taken aback.

"Do too!"

"Do nooot!"

"Do toooo!"

Maika, who sat next to Lily, made futile attempts to calm her best friend down. Miki sat behind them, sweatdropping and giggling. I smiled to myself once I saw Piko sneaking occasional glances at her. Oliver caught that too and elbowed him with suggestive eyebrow wiggling.

After a while, their argument died down and we were back to business. Big Al ran a stressful hand through his hair and adjusted his stacks of paper.

"I don't really care about your studies, but a certain teacher's been asking me to at least give you guys a daily prompt so yeah," he declared.

The class snickered, knowing it was Ms. Ann who had said so. He cleared his throat, turned around, and began scribbling a question on the board. It was, 'What do you fear the most? Evaluate. Must be at least a quarter-page.'

"Answer it!" he patted the board beside the question and took a seat. "And even if I'm not gonna read it anyways, Ms. Ann will read it! So you can't put random shit like 'hula hula hula'! Extra credit goes to people who write deep crap and stuff."

Some of my classmates cursed, quickly erasing some words on their papers. Big Al snorted, watching his distressed students struggle to find something to write.

What do I fear the most? I turned to see Kagamine's reaction, only to see her writing away with an unreadable expression. Her eyes flitted across her sentences and they seemed to water, if only for a second.

What… is it that I'm afraid of? Maybe being alone? That does bother me sometimes, but it's not like it's my worst fear. The dark? No… heights? Wait- don't I fear my parents? Not in that way, but in a way. Like they'll leave forever, abandoning Lenka and I. Sometimes… I get the worst feeling that they don't love each other anymore, or that they stopped loving their kids. That… is my fear. I pursed my lips, imagining what life would be like if my parents separated. That thought definitely scares me.

I scoffed to myself, recalling Piko's words during our walk to school. "I guess I'm not the happiest person."

Forcing myself to smile at the thought, I shook it away and began writing (trying my best to write it in big handwriting).

'My worst fear would be, like all lonely children, the inevitable separation of my parents (ha, as if I would write about something trivial like, 'the inability to pick up chicks' or, 'losing my dick)'. Of course, in life, they'll eventually be separated by death, but separation by the loss of love is even worse. If just one of them left my sister and I behind, then life would be even harder. Each day would feel like a struggle that we could just never get over. I can never imagine a world without their loving figures, even if they constantly leave us on our own anyways… To me, a family is like a boat sailing in the middle of the ocean. Or maybe a raft. But every little problem that family has results in holes -big or small- right under the boat. It's up to the family members, the crewmen, to repair those holes by working together. In the end, if there are too many holes in the boat, it sinks and everything in it vanishes. I hope that my family can repair our boat together and sail across the entire ocean.'

I sighed. It's short, but expressing things like this on paper was never my forte.

I turned my head, only to see Kagamine staring at me. We held each other's gaze for a few seconds until she looked back at her paper and scanned through its contents. Holding the back of my neck awkwardly, I pursed my lips and exhaled.

"What did you write about?" Kaito asked, curiosity outlining his expression.

"My parents. You?" I answered with a dejected smile.

He blushed, averting his gaze to his trembling hands. "Losing Meiko."

"… She's the only true family you have," I remarked. "Considering your foster parents…"

"I know," he nodded.

My gaze went downward as I thought about Kaito. He acts so nonchalant and careless all the time, masking his true emotions. Life at home is pretty rough for him, since his foster parents neglect taking care of him. They're only in it for the money, after all. The upside is he's allowed to do whatever he wants, but I guess that also counts as a downside. They don't particularly abuse him or anything, but they do ignore his presence unless he's at fault for something. Unlike them, Meiko and her family treat him like their own… and he's often sleeping over her house or mine when he's troubled. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the reason why I leave my window open all night.

"… I love her," he muttered, though it was more to himself than me.

I nodded knowingly and started grinning, "Try telling her that to her face!"

"God, no! That's worse than telling her I was planning to kill her!" he exclaimed, blushing wildly. "And she'd actually return the favor of me killing her!"

"You don't tell someone that unless you're threatening them, which is bad considering it's Meiko we're talking about," I corrected, my grin growing wider. "Come on, you masochist. If you tell her that, you're guaranteed to get the change you want."

I winked, and he stared at me with disgust in his eyes. "What kind of changes between us? And that's gross, Len. I'm not a masochist."

Rolling my eyes, I told him, "Stop acting so childish and tell her. Just watching you lovebirds makes me so sad."

"Shut up, lover boy. I'm not the one obsessing over a cursed girl."

Just as I was about to protest, Big Al cleared his throat, interrupting our hushed conversation. "Kiyo will collect your papers."

"T-That's a fatal mistake, Al," Kiyo batted a meek smile, aware of his clumsiness.

"Fine," he groaned. "Len, hurry up."

I stood up, grabbing Kaito's paper and putting it on top of my own. I began making my way through the desks until I finally reached Kagamine's. She seemed hesitant before passing up her paper and the look in her eyes was almost distraught.

Giving into my temptations, my gaze fell to her neatly written, tiny handwriting on the paper. I only read the first two sentences before getting back to my duty.

'If I must say, my worst fear is hurting others with my spiteful tongue because I had known all-too-well that words can be powerful. I especially don't want to hurt Len Kagamine.'

What she wrote… is true. This is what I think is her personal philosophy. Isn't this what she now lives by? We exchanged glances, whereas I smiled reassuringly.


I passed a note to Kagamine in class reading, 'You won't hurt me. I'm strong, you know.'

Before passing it back, she scanned it over. I'm guessing she was trying to arrange her words in a nice manner. Her note read, 'It's hard to lose someone you actually give a damn about.'

I beamed, writing, 'Then don't give a damn about me. Will it be easier that way?'

'It's hard not to. Especially since you've helped me so much,' she wrote back.

'You're welcome, Rin,' I wrote boldly.

But she didn't write back.


A couple of fangirls of mine from other classes crowded around me as soon as I walked out of class during lunch. Let's see… what were their names again? Oh right. They're Tei, Yukari, and Sonika.

"Hey guys," I greeted with an exasperated sigh.

After a brief fangirl moment between them, they got back to their senses.

"Lenny, would you like to eat lunch with us?" they beamed, leaning in closer to my face with a bento in each of their hands.

Tei flipped her hair over her shoulder in a dramatic fashion, "You must be stressed from the long classes today. How about an extensive, full-body massage in an empty classroom?" She winked flirtatiously. (2)

"That's not fair! You can't have Len all to yourself!" Sonika whined with a pout.

"Shut your trap. I can do whatever I want," Tei declared, sending Sonika a cold death glare after rolling her eyes.

Suddenly, Yukari grabbed my arm, linking us together. She snuggled closer to my body as I sweatdropped, unsure of what to do. "Then I can do whatever I want! Beat that!"

"G-Guys… I'm not a toy," I muttered in desperation.

"Oh, you like toys?" Sonika inquired suggestively, a blush sweeping her cheeks as she submitted to fantasy land. "What about trophies? Do you like trophies?" (3)

I just stood there awkwardly in front of the classroom while the girls clung onto my arms and sighed blissfully. Just then, the door slid open, revealing a shocked, frozen Kagamine. She trembled visibly at the sight of us, her pupils dilated and her mouth agape. Her eyes brimmed with tears as I wondered what could be going through her mind right now.

The atmosphere immediately changed, growing tenser.

"What are you still doing here?" Tei narrowed her eyes, letting go of me and placing her hands on her hips.

What-?

"I thought we told you never to stand near him again," Yukari glared, her voice venomous and blunt. She stared pointedly at Kagamine's bandaged forehead and bruised eye. "We even embedded our anger into your skin, apparently. Was that not enough, ghost girl?!"

I could feel her cling onto my arm even tighter, her nails digging deeper into my flesh. It felt like a cobra's fangs were sinking into my flesh and poisoning me. Pushing her off and ignoring the searing pain on my arm, I stood protectively in front of Kagamine.

These… These girls did this to her?! These jealous girls decided to pick on their weakest opponent?!

"Len!" Yukari gasped and turned to face Kagamine with widened eyes. "See what you did, you cursed girl! I can't believe you had the guts to possess the innocent Len into protecting you!"

"Len! Snap out of it! This girl is dangerous and doesn't deserve to even breathe the same air as you!" Tei stated harshly, apparently meaning every word she said.

I snapped. "WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT?! SHE ISN'T SOME GHOST GIRL, THE DEVIL'S CHILD, OR ANYTHING SUPERNATURAL FOR THAT MATTER!"

My fury only seemed to grow once I felt Kagamine tug my shirt from behind. She burrowed her face into my back, still visibly shaken after what they'd done. Everyone's expressions were that of shock as they registered what was happening. The always happy Len Kagamine was now furious.

Silence thickened in the air, but Tei spoke up and stood boldly, turning to face the crowd around us. "This devil girl has done it! Our beloved Len is possessed! Don't go near her eve-"

The echoing sound of a slap resonated in the hall. Strings of hushed gasps erupted as they stared at Meiko with bewildered looks. A sweltering red mark burned on Tei's cheek.

"Don't you ever insult, or touch, my friend again, you two-faced bitch," Meiko stared at her coldly, enunciating every word slowly. "If I ever see you near her or Len again, I will rip you to fucking pieces veeeery slowly until you start to regret ever messing with them. Got that?"

Kaito stood behind her, holding her arms back so she wouldn't dare make a move. I could see her arms squirming and twitching around a bit, but Kaito secured her.

Tei, unfazed, smirked. A crazed glint shone in her blood-red eyes. Maniac laughter erupted from deep in her scratchy throat. "Do you really think that'll stop me? GOD, SHE HAS YOU ALL POSSESSED! EVERY ONE OF YOU IS UNDER HER CONTROL! SHE'S SUCH A FRIENDLESS LOSER! HER DAD BARELY COMES HOME TOO! HOW PATHETIC! WHAT, DID YOU KILL HIM?! I BET IT WAS THE SAME WAY YOU KILLED THAT GIRL IN GRADE SCHOOL! YOU SHOULD JUST GO BACK TO THAT MENTAL HOSPITAL YOU WENT TO IN MIDDLE SCHOOL! WE'LL ALL BE HAPPIER THEN!"

Kagamine whimpered, flinching at every spiteful word Tei cried. She was panting now, her breaths shaky and shallow. Frankly, I didn't know what to do. I can't hit a girl… Somehow, her cruel words even affected me negatively since she mentioned her dad. How does she know so much about her anyways? (4)

I could see Meiko's enraged face as she struggled to free herself from Kaito's grip. She screamed desperately, "TAKE THAT BACK!"

"T-Tei, that's a bit too much," I heard Yukari murmur in distress. Unfortunately, she was ignored by Tei.

"Tei, stop this," I tried, making my words hard and authoritative. "Just leave us alone."

"But Len!" she cried, her voice cracking. She stared at me innocently, batting her eyelashes. "I'm trying to save you from this… crazy, conniving little bitch."

"TEI!" I roared, not wanting to hear anymore.

Her face twisted away from her innocent façade and her voice deepened. "Hey Lenny, do you know what she did five years ago? Do you? Do you?!"

Kagamine was grabbing fistfuls of my jacket now, sobbing into her hands.

"Stop… stop… I didn't kill her…" I heard her whisper unsteadily in between sniffles as she shook her head violently.

I glared at Tei. "I don't want to hear it!"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU THINK SO SHOVE A DAMN CACTUS UP YOUR MOUTH! LEMME TELL YOU THIS: SHE HAD A BEST FRIEND. BUT THEN SHE MURDERED HER! HAHAAHAHA ISN'T THAT SO FUNNY?! SHE'S CRAZY!" she giggled girlishly as if she weren't going insane at the moment. "OOOHHOHOHO THAT IS FUNNY, ISN'T IT?! THAT SHE DIED BECAUSE OF HER?!"

"I don't believe in crazy," I remarked dryly. "It's just a negative connotation for 'misunderstood'."

Right after that, Big Al (who had been called by Miki) appeared and broke up our argument. But of course, Tei kept screaming numerous threats to Kagamine. Meiko was still quivering in passionate ferocity, unable to speak another word. She gritted her teeth and attempted to even out her breathing. Angry tears streamed down her face while Kaito wrapped his arms protectively around her neck from behind.

He murmured reassurances in her ear, successfully beginning to calm her down. Soon, they left us alone in the corridor as they entered the classroom. A heavy silence was cast over us and soon enough, everyone dispersed and pretended nothing happened.

Kagamine, however, was still shaking. She kept muttering those words to herself- "I didn't kill her". If I disturbed her, it felt like she would just have a mental breakdown any second now. The wounds of the past were starting to open and her mind just couldn't handle it. Her skin was paler than normal and her eyes just… dulled in a trance-like way. I grabbed her hand, wrapping my fingers around her trembling, freezing ones. She flinched when she noticed this but didn't do anything else.

I squeezed it and smiled kindly, "I know you didn't kill her. I know."

She would never do something like that. Ever. It's a misunderstanding. Kagamine bit her lip after hearing those words and hastily draped her arms around my torso with a loud whimper. At first, I was surprised, but immediately returned the action, patting her back until she sounded okay.

"You would never do something like that," I thought aloud, feeling her nod against my chest.


After school, I wondered more about Kagamine. If what Tei said was true… then she's been to a mental hospital before. Her dad doesn't come home, either; and she had a best friend in grade school but something happened to her. Well, maybe Kagamine will tell me eventually.

Things looked as if they were normal again. Kagamine went back to her usual, anti-social and depressing self; Meiko didn't want to rip Tei to shreds anymore (well, at the moment); and we survived the unexpected drama. In the end, we had to part ways. Meiko's in the track team and she has practice today. Same goes for Kaito and me with our soccer practice. Although, we couldn't leave Kagamine alone so we all agreed to meet after practice to walk her home while she watched Meiko run the track.

After changing in the locker rooms, Kaito smiled at me sheepishly and admitted, "I don't entirely disapprove of her anymore. After today… I can see why you guys feel the need to protect her."

"Hey, don't tell me you fell for her too," I narrowed my eyes at him. But I added sternly, "And yeah, you of all people should know how it feels to be misunderstood like her."

He shook his head, "Naww. I've already got my eyes set on someone. But I know that..."

"I know," I winked, pumping my chest confidently in the air. "It's me, isn't it?"

He laughed. "I'm sorry, but I can't accept your feelings Len. I don't swing that way."

"But Kaito~ I love you!" I exclaimed dramatically, flinging my arms around his neck and whipping my head back dramatically.

"I'm sorry, Len," he stared down, his head snapping to his right. "I can't love you. She won't let me do this. We musn't come in contact with each other ever again. Or she'll bite my ass off."

I sniffled, my arms swinging lifelessly to my side. "If that's what you want…"

The rest of our conversation was just our booming laughter as we recounted our little skit.

"But for real, you love me right?" I asked him jokingly.

"Naww," he dismissed with a wave of his hand.

I punched his side and we grinned cheerfully. "You ass."

But I suddenly wondered if Kagamine noticed my hair today.


Yes, Len, she noticed your hair when she was staring at you. Okay? Okay. x3

I know it wasn't a full day but CARAMEL IS LAZY. Besides, everything that was due to happen happened and there was nothing more to happen in this chapter. XD It was actually really fun to type this up in Len's perspective. With Rin, she's much more thoughtful, emotional, and depressed and Len does have those traits sometimes but it's to a smaller degree. Hehe he's not all that he seems to be. I tried to flesh out some characters (mostly Len but I alaso tried to provide some info about Kaito –in a way- as well), and I hope I did alright. If you like the way this chapter is written (and you like Len's character at the moment), please submit a review. :D

If there's something you don't like about this, then please still send your feedback and tell me how I can do better. So… what do you guys think will happen to Tei now? Frankly, I'm not sure yet either. Her insanity was a last-minute addition.

1- Yes, there's been a lot of hype about this sports festival. Basically it's usually held during the spring (May/June) or the autumn (September/October). It's really not that important but certain events are bound to happen. Kukuku.

2- Oh, how dirty you are, Tei.

3- Anyone who's watched the Free! Parody called 50% off will get this line. xD

4- Aha not really liking Len at the moment considering he didn't do much to defend Rin. XC And Tei's a stalker, obviously.

NOTE: Like last chapter, I won't be submitting chapter 8 until I get at least 3 reviews. It's hard for me to tell if you guys are still reading, so yah. I just want to know who has already given up on this story. :D

Thanks to all who reviewed last chapter! I love you guys~!

P.S. There's a poll in my profile regarding the side-characters (characters apart from Rin and Len)! Please go check it out! I'll end up providing their stories anyways but I just wanna know who peaks your interest the most.