Sorry for the extremely late and random chapter... My exams are coming, my Student Initiated Assignments are due... And I barely have time to upload... So sorry... stress overload. So I'm here on fanfiction, writing to retake my mind off these stuff. But still, enjoy chapter 7, it is a product of my stress... Haha..


Rin P.O.V

"Len, what on Earth are you doing to Rin-san?" Someone screamed. The door flew open, showing long pink flowing hair. It was Luka big sister. Thank god. As if on cue, Len released his grip on me and I tumbled off the bed.

"Um, do what?" Len's face turned red as he scratched the back of his head. It just felt so awkward. I quickly excused myself, using the excuse that I had school...

"Hey, you have to wait for Len-kun!" Big sister Luka shouted after me, emphasising on the word "kun". I ignored her, but Len seemed to be freaked out, for he pushed her out of his room and slammed the door shut, into her face, or so it sounded like.

Back in my room, I quickly grabbed a change of clothes and got into them. When I was ready, I opened the door and stepped out, crashing into Len. Why must he always appear when not needed? I rushed to the dining table, grabbed my share of breakfast and ran out of the house with my bag. Len "flew" after me, with his sling bag hanging precariously on his right shoulder. "Wait for me!" He shouted, panting heavily.

"Hey sorry, I had to get out of that place real fast, after how Luka saw the two of us sleeping together last night..." I hurriedly tried to explain. No doll wanted their owner to be angry with them, as it spelt their decline as the most popular doll amongst the other toys, or so I felt.

"I understand..." Len replied, trailing off. I expected him to continue, but he didn't. We arrived in school, with an awkward silence between us. Just then, a girl with teal hair, tied up into two pig tails, ran towards us, waving. I looked towards Len, only seeing Len run towards her, waving too.

"Hey Hatsune-san, meet Rin. Rin, meet Hatsune-san." Len pulled me with him, and skidded to a stop right in front of the girl with teal hair. He introduced us to each other, a bright smile plastered onto his face.

"Hi Rin, you can call me Miku. Len, how many times must I remind you to stop calling me Hatsune-san? It's uncomfortable!" Miku said, reaching her right hand out to me. I stared at it. Len had done that before, but what does it mean? I looked at Miku questioningly. I expected her to tell me what to do. Instead, her smile froze, and slowly melted into her neutral face as she retracted her hand from me, looking at Len as if she demanded an explanation that moment, immediately.

Len must have seen what happened, as he muttered an apology to Miku and dragged me away, into a far corner of the school. He pushed me against the wall and let go of me, even before I could react from what just happened. "Look," he said, reaching his right hand towards me. "Now whenever someone does this to you, you just have to take it in your right hand and shake it. Now try it with me."

Len P.O.V

She took my hand. However, before I could celebrate my success, she shook my hand so hard that it felt like ripping apart. I imagined my muscles tearing right before my eyes. I soon found myself screaming in pain. She froze, her arm tightly clutching onto my hand, squeezing it tightly. "No Rin... Not so rough, it's supposed to be light, and warm..." I tried explaining, blinking as much tears away from my eyes as possible. It wasn't easy. More tears only came.

"Like this?" She asked, still holding my hand, but a lot lighter this time. I nodded, feeling my face slowly heat up. Oh lord I really have to learn to control my hormones. I can't possibly blush every time I meet Rin. At this rate, I would turn into flames by the end of this year!

I quickly put my hands into my pockets the moment Rin released her grip on my hand. "We are going to be late for class..." I stuttered. Crap. Why was I stuttering? My love syndrome condition must be turning for the worse. I quickened my pace, hoping to be as far away from Rin as possible. She only quickened her pace, keeping up well with me. I forgot she was a lot stronger and fitter than me and there was no chance for me walking faster than her, so I avoided her eyes, until I got into the classroom.

"Mr Kagamine Len, may I ask why on earth you and your little girlfriend here is late?" Mr Kiyoteru asked, his fingers rapping impatiently on the table top, expecting a satisfactory answer. Girlfriend? Rin? Where from Mars did he get that idea? I quickly fabricated a lie, saying that I overslept, and just happened to meet Rin on the way to school. He nodded his head, warning me that if I was late, I had to do toilet duties. I shuddered at that thought.

"What's toilet duty?" A whisper escaped Rin's mouth. Someone else beat me to the reply. It was Oliver, the class' most feminine guy. I won't say he was a guy but... I saw Rin tremble at the reply. Yup, this is the toilet duty punishment. It always never fail to inject fear into students. I smiled at that thought.

"Ha Len, I didn't know that you loved doing toilet duties." It was Rin. I expected her to be snickering. Instead, I saw her signature straight face looking at me. What a disappointment. I denied quickly. Rin only shrugged and turned her face back to look at the front of the class, throwing me back into my own thoughts.

Then, I heard tapping on the back of my chair, then a folded piece of note fell onto my chair. I unfolded it the moment Mr Kiyoteru turned away from us to write on the board.

"Hey Len, what on Earth is she? Is she even human? How could she say something so sarcastic while maintaining that expressionless face of hers?

-Your best friend, Miku" for once I agree with Miku. How on Jupiter could she maintain that face when she was mocking someone? On the other hand, that was expected, of a doll which has existed for goodness knows how long.

I quickly threw a short reply back to Miku, agreeing totally with her. Rin must have seen what I've just done. She slammed a piece of paper onto my desk. She created a dent on the wooded top, opening my mouth for more than three seconds. Eyes were digging holes into me as I looked at everyone, with a fake smile creeping onto my face.