Chapter 8 - Error

"Being alive is like an error for someone like me."


***Len***

She stayed there, sleeping peacefully. Right now, seeing my enchantress like that, made everything difficult I should say.

Why did 'she' let me see Rin's past? What is Rin? Why the heck do they look alike? Why do I get the feeling that something's just wrong?

I tried asking these questions to that flat but she herself didn't know except for the part of her being being whole human. She clarified the things that my enchantress made me see. She told me that those things that I've seen are truly her past... a past she intended to forget.

She said she's partly human. Her real body died a long time ago when she was just small. Her father experimented her body to make her live again. And it succeeded... And she have to go back home because there are things that are needed for her to live that can only be found in their world.

She answered all my questions except some parts including the man that came from the mirror. As I observed by his clothing... he came from our world... Rilla. She does not know a thing about him. He's a stranger for her, she says. Does that mean that Rin came from Rilla originally? Wait... that may be a possibility... But… ughh! All this thinking is making my head hurt.

"You're eyebrows are furrowing, it does not suit you. It makes you look older!" flat stated, still on the bed looking at me coolly.

I smiled, "I do not look older when I furrow my eyebrows... it makes me look more mature and handsome."

She raised an eyebrow, "Really? It does not look like that to me. You seem serious... What were you thinking?"

I gave her my smirk, "I was thinking of you naked."

She suddenly throw me a pillow which I caught, laughing, "That's kind of an insult you know," she turned her back to me. She may be blushing...! "Since you looked so troubled at what you're thinking."

"Ohh... so you like me thinking those things about you? But then again, there's not much to see."

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She's about to throw the side table!

WHAT THE-

BAM!

The sound of the table crashing the door behind me...

Waah... that was close... =_=*

And there she was standing, glaring at me like there's no tomorrow...

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Then she fainted.

Well, she do have a fever and she's now on a rampage so obviously, she'll fall. But she should not become overboard like that! We're just staying at someone's house...! This is not ours! And she's breaking things! Sigh. Glad the one who helped us was a woman...

I crossed my arms, a little pissed, "So...?"

She groaned, "So...?! Thou shall not say stupid things like that to a lady!"

"Hah..."

"Hey... are you laughing?! What are you-"

"You? A lady? Don't make me laugh woman."

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Then she just became silent.

"Oy..." I slowly approach her. She's closing her eyes, her face red and breathing deep. "You look awful."

"Don't annoy me today pervert. My head still hurts!"

I sat beside her and I felt her forehead with my palm but she slapped it away. =_= A woman with no manners.

"You're harassing me again! When I get well... I swear I'm going to run you over with my road-"

"Nee..." I touched and played with her hair. Well I just thought that it's soft while looking at it and it was indeed soft, "how did you manage to bring that weird thing here?"

"I don't know. I was just pissed of you that time that I wished that I have a roadroller with me so that I can run you over and guess what? My wish came true. And how I truly regret that I didn't got to run you over. And..." she held my hand and pushed it away. "Stop petting me! It's annoying!"

"But you're liking it," I went on and petted her again.

"Eehh! Stop it!" she shouted and sat up facing me. Her face flushed up.

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"See... you're blushing!"

"I'm not! It is just because of the fever!"

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I looked at her. Her hair a bit of a mess, her white dress makes her curves perfect, the sleeve on her right fell on her shoulder. Her eyebrows crossed, flushed up...

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Then I suddenly looked away her.

Damn it. She lacks something but right now the only word that comes to my mind is sexy.

"You're thinking of weird things again you pervert!" she suddenly pushed me off the bed which caused me to fall.

BOOGGSHH!

"Arghh... That hurts!" I shouted. "Why did you do that?"

She was now laying down on the bed again. "Because you're thinking of perverted things again," then she covered herself with a blanket. "GO OUT! This is not your room!"

"Nor yours..."

"But for now I'm occupying it so it's my room... for now!"

I stood up, "Okay. Okay... I'll just stay here on a seat very far from you."

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"Hey," she suddenly called, "...she's the one you've been looking for right? The one you called your enchantress?"

I looked at her, she's still covered in blanket, "How did you-"

"She told me... when you were out cold," her voice muffled a bit, "...why didn't you make a contract?"

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"It's because she's freaky! :p"

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She sat up again and looked at me, "That's it?"

I nodded.

"Really? No kidding?"

"Yes. Really. No kidding. She's a bit untamed so it's hard to approach her. In short she's freaky," I answered bluntly.

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"Hey...," she looked at me, "Can you please kill me?"

"WHAT ARE YOU-

"Living is starting to get difficult and it seems that it can only be easy if I leave..." her voice serious and eyes deep.

I stood up involuntarily at what she's saying. That's...

"That's what's written on this," she blankly raised her hand holding a piece of paper.

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Eh?

She looked at the paper wondering who left that stupid letter addressed to no one. A woman's hand had made it she says. And it appears as a suicidal letter.

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"OY!" and somewhat with an angered tone I called her and a glaring Len had caught her gaze, "DON'T GO SAYING SOMETHING LIKE THAT, RIN."

She looked down on the piece of paper that she's holding, crumpled it and said sorry.

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I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Really... this girl sometimes makes me lose cool. She's a dangerous kind of woman... =_=

I, then again, sat beside her and petted her. I just can't help myself. Her hair is so soft. And I like soft animals!

And then there you go, the flat's kick. But of course, since I kinda got used to it... I got to dodge it.!

"DON'T GO HARASSING ME, YOU PERVERT!" and she hid at that blanket again.

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What? Harassing? I did not harass her. I'm just trying to make her feel better... by petting... because like I said... I like soft animals.

I crossed my arms and sat back down at that chair that's very far from her. Geez... thanks for making me worry for nothing. I closed my eyes and sighed, starting to feel tired at all the things that happened and now that I think about it... I haven't got a sleep yet.

Ughh..! It's so annoying! =_=

"You haven't sleep yet, right?" I opened my eyes and flat was in front of me with the blanket over her head, covering her body like she's cold, "You can stay on the bed," she offered, "I got enough sleep already so you should rest..."

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"Then at least try to make yourself credible first," and I touched her face... "You should be the one resting," I held her shoulders and gently pushed her back to the bed. "You're still sick or even worse than yesterday. You should go to sleep!"

She sat on the bed looking away me, "I don't want to sleep..." she mumbled. "I'm scared..." then again, her eyes were deep, I tried to see through them but I can't.

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I gave off my charm with a smile, "You want me to sleep with you?"

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She glared at me. Figures.

"No thanks. I better try not falling asleep than sleep with a pervert like you!"

I chuckled, sat beside her and let her head on my shoulder, I played with her soft hair once more, "Hmpf... I would never try to 'sleep' with a flat like you... Especially the ones like you."

She tried to punch me but it turned out weak, "Calling me 'flat'... you'll be dead by tomorrow... I assure you,"' her voice faltered as she fell asleep.


***RIN***

I woke up with tears on my eyes. Everything is blurry.

I sat up and looked around me... everything is not just a dream.

"Run! Nee-chan! RUN!"

I hugged my knees, shivering in fear, trying my best to forget that horrid dream. That memory.

I wiped my tears and adjusted my lenses. My time limit is fast approaching… I need to go home before that time limit… so I can-

"Oh, you're finally awake," that so hated voice called, "They've just done cooking. Are you feeling alright now?"

Argh… just thinking, hearing and seeing him being kind to me just give me chills. He's messing with me! I know it!

Well, maybe, he just really wanted to help and care… says my conscience but… HAH! My memory chip can't accept the fact that he's acting like that!

"What's with the disgusted look?" he asked me, his eyebrow raised. He slowly went near me and touched my forehead, "Your fever's still there but you're better," he sat in front of me.

I was surprised by this sudden act of his. He took a deep breath before saying something, "Now… I have one question to ask Ms. Rin," I kinda flinched when I heard him say Ms. Rin. Is he really messing with me?

"How did you manage to bring that weird-thing-with-large-circle-rolling-thing that nearly crushed me to death, huh?"

I blinked. Huh? Is he talking about the road-roller?

His eyes were serious, a stupid smirk plastered on his face.

Before I could answer, he asked another different question, "What's your connection with my enchantress?" hey… didn't he say that he would only ask one question?

And one thing's for sure, he's slowly, slowly, really, really getting close to me. And I suddenly got this weird feeling.

"Connection? I… I don't know!" I answered, stuttering. RIN! Why are you stuttering? What's wrong? Maybe it's just the fever. Yeah… it's just the fever, "She just claims that she knows me. She even-"

"Are you an enchantress yourself?" his another question cut me of – and – he's even much closer.

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He's invading my space! I can even feel his hot breath that tickles.

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OH GOD…

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The fever is becoming worse!

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"GET AWAY ME, YOU PERVERT!" then I pushed him.

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BOOGGSSHH!

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He was on the floor – far away me – commenting on how strong my push was and how it hurts. Hah! That's what he gets from harassing me again!

"Last question!" he raised his hand.

"WHAT?!" I yelled, still flushed… because of the fever, "I'm amazed how you know your numbers very well. There are too many questions in your one question!"

"Haha… funny," he laughed sarcastically, "How did you get here?" he asked.

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I blinked, starting to get calm.

This pervert never really got interested and asked me things when we first met and now – why is he so curious suddenly?

I crossed my arms and sighed. I glared at that jerk one last time and told him my story.

He also told me his own story when he found an antique mirror, the same to what I have described in my story.

"So – that means that those two mirrors have connection," I mumbled as I listened.

"I think so…" he answered as he heard my mumble, "Want to check it out?"

I looked at him, a ponytailed blonde guy with a stupid smirk on. I often wonder why a guy would wear a ponytail. Does that make them think they look handsome already. Well, in pervert's case… he's already handsome so… what's with the ponytail?

"What are you looking at?"

I immediately looked away him, "Nothing."


We went back to the cottage where we first met. Sure, it was a long walk but who said something about walking?

The cottage's owner, the one that we stayed at after that horrible dream, let us ride her horse that will make the travel be in three days' time.

She also told us that her daughter was the one who stayed at the room that we stayed at. She died because of suicide.

After hearing that, I kinda feel guilty. I don't know if Len feels that too but… I do feel guilty. T^T

It kinda made my heart become heavier.


Just as calculated, we arrive there in three days' time.

It was quiet and the same still like we left it.

We immediately went to the attic and there it was, the antique mirror with magical and mystical designs on it. It was really the same with the one that we have at ours. Kinda makes me feel homesick.

"You're frowning," pervert commented.

I raised an eyebrow, continuing on looking at that mirror, touching and feeling its designs, "So what?"

"You miss your home?"

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I looked at him, "Ye~es," I tilted my head still looking at him, "What's wrong with you today, Len?"

He avoided my look, "Nothing. Nothing's wrong with me."

I shrugged. Well, if he says so… then nothing's wrong with him.

I draw my attention back to the mirror.

"Do you remember the song that suddenly played when that light on this mirror appeared?" I asked, now touching the mirror, trying my best to avoid looking at my own reflection.

"No… I don't – really… ahh… wait… it somewhat… maybe – goes like this?" then he started humming.

I listened to him, closing my eyes as I recall the melody that I also heard. It's also the same… with a higher pitch than the one that Len is singing.

"Is that – it?" he asked, doubtfully.

"I think so…try singing it one more time. I'll sing with you."

I closed my eyes and we did so.

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And there was a glow on the mirror.

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We finished the song and the light stayed. A glowing, warm light that lead me to this place.

A wide smile formed on my lips. Can I… truly go home now?

I touched that light, hesitant at first but I did. It sucked me in and I was back to that dark void that I was in before arriving here.

I suddenly heard a step… footsteps… echoing around the place. I tried looking for it but failed. Everything is dark. I can't see a thing, I can't hear a thing. I closed my eyes. I am back. In this darkness.

"I am YOU. You can never change that. As long as you exist… I will also exist. We are… ONE. RIN."

I opened my eyes and shouted at that horrid sight.

A picture of me, eyes gone, bloody all over, with a creepy grin on.

"We ARE ONE! HAHAHA!"

"NO!" I opened my eyes and fell on my knees, tears falling.

"Rin! What's wrong?" Len held me close.

I looked around me. I was still on that attic. The mirror there. My reflection taunting me.

I covered my eyes… "I… I…" I hold on to Len back and cried. I want to go home!