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~Act 2: The Second Day~
~Scene IV~
She couldn't find her cell phone. Rin's hand was digging, her fingers were reaching, but she couldn't find it in her bag. "How strange…" She reopened her locker and searched it, and then went back to her classroom to check her desk. "It's not here either." She felt sick. What if Len had called? It didn't seem improbable. She hadn't checked for any missed calls or messages since last night. She couldn't know if he'd contacted her or not.
She remembered Len's white phone. It was now, in all senses, useless. The pieces of the phone were probably lying about in his room. It had split into three large pieces, with various smaller parts scattered everywhere. Thinking about that brought bitter feelings to the surface. It was like a chunk of Len had been wiped off of the face of the earth. She felt so guilty for losing that phone, because it had also been a gift from Len.
"Nii-san?" Rin called to her brother from the other side of the door. It swung open loudly. "You really need to oil your door. What are you doing that you can't come out for dinner?" She looked at Len lying sideways on his bed playing with something in his hands. She couldn't see what it was since he had his back to her.
"I'm texting," he responded drearily. Monotonous beeping and clicking filled the gaps in conversation. "Since we don't have a television, I can't watch the game."
"Texting?" Rin cocked her head to one side. "Game? What game?"
He sat up and looked at Rin as though she were a complete idiot. "It's something you do with a cell phone. And anyway, you know I like baseball. My friend is telling me the plays."
Rin looked absolutely mystified. "So you can do that with a cell phone too?!" she squealed, excited. "Mommy and daddy have cell phones, but they never let me use them! I don't think I've ever had to make a call on the phone in our house either!" She jumped onto the bed and ogled the device in his hand. "Whoa! It's so tiny!"
"Uhh, you want one?" he asked her hesitantly. Len floated the phone left and right, watching Rin following it with her eyes. She shook her head.
"Mommy says to ask daddy. Daddy says that I'm not responsible enough, yet."
He chuckled. "That's not the question I asked, baka."
"You're mean!" Rin made her pout face and stuck out her tongue. "Of course I want one, Nii-san! They're really cool! My teacher's phone went off today. It was really funny! Do you know what it sounded like?" She pushed forward into Len's face. "Do you? Do you, Nii-san?"
"Whoa!" His cheeks turned pink. "C-calm down, Rin-chan!" He pushed her away, and she fell on her back with a squeak.
"Nii-san! What was that for, huh?!" She frowned, her eyes getting a little watery. "How come you call me 'Rin-chan' but you treat me like that, huh?"
"It's your fault…!" He retorted. "Don't get so close. It feels weird…" He turned his eyes to the phone, which shook and let out a brief melody. Turning away from Rin, he started to read the message he had just received. "Just go away…"
She did, but not until after making a rude expression. As she was closing the door, Len called out to her again. "What now, huh?" She tried to sound intimidating.
"Rin… Do you want a phone?"
"Huh…? Nii-san, we talked about this already. Daddy won't get me one." She blinked. "And hey! When did you stop using honorifics?!"
"I'll get you one…"
Rin stared…
