God, why couldn't I just pinch myself awake?

Reality is such a painful aspect of life.

I realize now, as I stood in front of the slowly lowering coffin, next to two sobbing twins..

Life's a bitch.

And every action in this world will lead to another consequence. Everything you do wrong will affect the world, weather it be the next day, or a hundred years later.

I've learned, when life gives you lemons..

Give them back.

Because using them all will take up all the chances you got.

"Dell, hun, is there something you'd like to tell me?"

I looked up at my aunt. Her face was.. horrified. She looked like she was sweating. Her mouth was twitching at the sides, and her eyes were widened, almost popping out of her skull..

She'd found my.. scrap book.

"...Why're you digging into my room again?" I asked, crossing my arms. I can sympathize the privacy of a teenager, at least.

"Dell, this is... it's porn! Porn! Why do you have this!?" She screeched at me, only triggering my headache.

"I'm sixteen. Don't I have the right to be a little hormonal? You don't see me out on the streets waiting for somebody to come by and fuck me." I bluntly stated, only making her shrieks worse.

"No! This is wrong! There's not only women in here, but there's-"

"-Why do you insist on bitching at me again?" I made her freeze. I don't believe I've sworn at her in my whole life. "How about Deruko? The slut lost her virginity at fifteen, and I'm getting nagged at? Jesus, what has this world come to?" I stood from my position on the couch, and quickly made my way upstairs.

"...DERUKO!"

Maybe that was a bad choice.

...Oh well, she'll live.

I inhaled my cigarette deeply as I drove home. Bisexual, most likely. But being with a woman is a lot harder than people say. Men aren't a trip to the park either, but what can you do?

Pushing away my sexuality, I had a few other things to think about. 'Those kids need a home...'

And I knew the perfect home.

I'd have to speak with her tomorrow, though.. It's already eleven fifteen.

I quickly parked my car in my parking lot in the back, before twisting my keys, pulling them out of the ignition. Then I sighed, and flopped myself against my seat. Damn, what a day..

My eyes were closed for a few minutes, before I opened my door and got out, taking out my bag before shutting it again, locking it with the click of a button. Finally, home. I walked to my door...

...And what I saw made my heart skip a beat.

A purplette, rapping quickly at my door. He stopped, stared, and turned to me.

We stood, staring for a good few minutes. I blinked a few times.

"...You're here.. why?"

Taito opened his mouth to speak, before closing it again. I sighed, before sudden wetness met my cheek.

"Hm, it's going to rain. Here, I'll let you in for a while, tell me inside, alright?"

He nodded slowly, wrapping his jacket around himself tight. I nodded, before unlocking my door, and walking in, the boy following behind me, almost ghostly.

"..Are.. you okay?"

His frown he already had had a look of sadness.. pain. "Rinto.. he's dead.."

I blinked a few times. "...Huh?"

"Rinto.. Kagamine.. he was abused, and he died on me.. the stupid jerk.."

"..." I was silent for a moment. It was just a constant bad luck streak for this boy, wasn't it?

"I'm.. sorry.." I whispered, a nod is the only response I receive. Sigh..

We made it into my living room, which had been finally unpacked. It was fairly simple, two bookshelves in the far corners, with a work desk accompanied by many papers, both organized and some scattered. A coffee table laid in the middle of the room, with a couch in front of it, along with an arm chair a little ways away from it. Dark curtains made the light of the moon hard to shine through. And the whole room was painted a soft sandy colour. Not my choice, exactly, but I'm not complaining.

"Wow.. it's.. nice." Taito finally spoke, walking around a little in my living room.

"Yeah. It's home." I shrug, hanging my jacket on the arm chair. "You can put your jacket there, too. The closet's full."

He nodded, plopping his jacket onto the armchair, before taking a seat on the couch. I hummed, before asking, "Thirsty?"

"Er.. kinda."

"What'll you drink?"

"What do you have?"

"I have cola, cocoa, sprite, juice, and of course, coffee."

"..Cocoa."

I nodded, and left for the kitchen to fix his drink.

"So.. you knew him?" I asked, sipping some of my coffee. He nodded, mimicking me by drinking his cocoa.

"Mmhm.. he's a friend.. or was.. not sure.." I shrugged.

"Mm.. it must be tough, then.." I murmured, keeping my eyes on my coffee.

"...Why.. are humans so horrible?"

I looked up. "Horrible?"

Silence followed his question. I watched him ball his hands into fists on his lap. I thought of his question..

I chuckled. "Because we are the 'super mammals.' We abused our powers as people, and used it to turn everything the wrong direction. If we weren't around, look how beautiful the world would've been."

The purplette nodded in agreement. "Mmhm..but we're here.."

"And we're gonna be here for a long ass time."

Silence. Again. I sipped some of my coffee, and stared at the ceiling.

"So.. you live by yourself?"

I looked over at him. "Yeah, pretty much."

"I see.. lucky.. I wish I could, but then our siblings.."

"Ah.." I frowned. "I see.. I'm sure something will come out of it."

"Hopefully."

"..." I stood from my seat, holding my empty mug of coffee. "I'll be back.." I watched him nod an "okay", and I walked into the kitchen, quickly washing the dish.

Then I began to space out, staring at nothing important. I thought all these unfortunate events stopped at my childhood.. apparently I was wrong.

I finally snapped out of it, and turned off the tap, before walking back into the living room. "So, when are you planning on-"

...I stared at the boy who was now asleep on my couch.

"..leaving.."

He looked peaceful.. dreaming on my couch, curled up slightly lying his head on both arms. I just stood there and watched.. he doesn't have school tomorrow, so I guess this is fine. I spotted something that looked like a phone, on my coffee table. Not mine. I picked it up, and turned it on.

It was Taito's. I frowned, debating weather or not I should call to let his siblings know he was out for the night-

A ping caught my attention, and I read a text he had received.

Subject: I'm not coming home tonight

To: Kaito (annoying brat)

From: Taito

'Alright, Taitai, just be home by lunch tomorrow, see ya! xoxoxoxxo'

Ha.. he beat me to it. I shut off the phone again, and lay it where I found it, before gazing at the boy again...

And I.. leaned over, and gave him a soft kiss.. on top of his forehead.. before smiling.

'Sleep well, Taito.."

I woke up the next morning at around nine thirty.. huh.. weird.. I stood up in my bed, and stretched.

And paused in mid stretch, sniffing the air.

"..Burning.."

I jumped up out of my bed and ran to the kitchen.

"What's going on-"

I paused, and found Taito in my kitchen, throwing something out quickly into the garbage can.

"Erm.. hi.." He laughed nervously, quickly soaking the pan in my sink. It made an ugly hissing sound.

"...You tried cooking?" I walked to the garbage and took a quick peek inside. Whatever it was, it's dead now.

"Yeah.. it didn't go so well.." He mumbled. "I wanted to kind of.. thank you for letting me stay here for the night.. probably unwillingly, but yeah."

"I see."

"...Um.."

"...I'll cook."

"Thanks." He gave me a sheepish smile, and stepped away from the stove.

I sighed, turning the high-heat setting on the stove down, pulling out another pan, placing it on the burner. "How was your sleep?"

"Your couch is comfy."

"That's good."

Flour, eggs, milk, and chocolate chips all went into the same bowl. Hm.. and some cinnamon sugar..

"Feeling better?"

"From?"

"Last night?"

"...Yeah. I mean, now Rinto doesn't have to suffer anymore.. right?"

I nodded slowly, mixing everything together, before taking out the butter, placing a little onto the pan. "That's true."

"Mm.. but.. the parents haven't been found yet, huh?"

"Not yet."

He nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the floor. I scooped some of the batter, slowly spreading it onto the pan, making the pancake as large as possible.

"..I hope they're found soon.. I can't even think of them still being out there after all they did.."

I nodded. "Indeed.. we will catch them, I promise.."

I picked up the pan after some time, and flipped the pancake over with one swift movement, and quietly placed the pan back down.

"...You avoided my question, back at the hospital."

I thought for a moment, placing the pancake on a plate. "I did avoid your question."

"Why?"

I put more batter onto the pan, quickly giving him a glance. "Why should I?"

"..I'm curious?"

I sighed heavily, keeping my eyes on the pancake. "I don't see why this is so important."

"If you don't see why it is, why won't you answer me?"

"Because it's strange for a therapist to open up to a student, don't you think?"

Silence followed my question, as I quickly flipped the second pancake.

"Therapist's need to open up, too."

"..What?"

He sighed heavily, crossing his arms. "You had a rough past, too. Your parents are dead, you must've had it rough. What's wrong with opening up a little?"

My eyes narrowed. "You're a seventeen year old boy, my problems don't concern you."

"My birthday's coming up."

"That makes no difference. I'm about nine years older than you. I am almost a decade older than you, and you want me to open up to you?"

"...Yeah."

I was just about to give up on this argument, placing the second finished pancake onto the plate. "Well, I'm sorry, but-"

Knock knock knock

"...Someone's at the door."

"I heard." I quickly shut off my stove, and head downstairs.

I opened my door, and I was face to face with a familiar woman.

"Dell. Long time no see." She held up a badge, a small smirk on her face. "Detective Megurine. We're partners on the Kagamine case from this day forward."

"You're so weird! Why do you take out those books!?"

"Ick, I don't want to be partners with you!"

"Teacher! Why am I next to this freak?"

"He scares me!"

"I don't like your eyes."

"How old are you, grey hair?"

I've heard these comments all my life. And by this time, I didn't care.

I sat quietly by myself in the cafeteria, reading another biology book. I flipped to the next page, studying everything carefully. This is what I normally do on my lunchbreaks. Why not? I had no friends to distract me.

I brushed my bangs out of my face, reading. I heard whispers as people passed me. Let them whisper. But what I didn't expect was..

"Hey, is this seat taken?"

I quickly look up. Ah, it's just her.

The new transfer student. Luka Megurine, I think her name was. She was tall, almost my height in comparison. Her long pink hair reached to her mid-back, and her blue green eyes stared quietly, carefully into my red ones. I shrugged. "Whatever suits you."

She nodded, sitting next to me, pulling out a lunch bag. "..You're really into biology, huh?"

I nodded, turning to the next page, my eyes now glued to the book. "Yeah."

She studied me carefully, and got a peak over my shoulder. "That's neat. But not my thing. I'm more into mystery's and such."

"I see."

Silence passed as she quietly ate her lunch. I continued reading my book, almost forgetting her existence-

"..You don't eat?" She asked me, looking around to find a lunch bag anywhere.

"It got stolen a little while ago." I explained flatly, turning my page.

I heard the frown in her voice. "Dicks."

"Agreed."

A few minutes later, I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked up to find a red apple inches away from my face. I looked up to her, and saw a small smile.

"Take it, and eat it."

I blinked a few times, taking the apple. "...thanks." I took a bite.

It was good.. I hadn't eaten lunch in some time.

We both fell into a comfortable silence after that.

Author's Comments:

Yooooo, how's it goin'? :3 Sorry I didn't get this up sooner! But here it is~

Anyhow, yeees, a teeny bit of Dell x Luka (I.. think I may be the first to write a bit of this pairing.. Orz)

I do not ship! It's just.. Dell needs to have some ex's owo; Or else this wouldn't be a realistic story!

And yes, the sparks of romance are GETTING BRIGHTER PEOPLE~ Kisses on the foreheads! Mwah! :3

And I'm sorry for the uncalled for character death :'c I will make it up to everyone! ...Somehow, I will! I will try and write happier stories for once xD ...not Silver Hearts, that's definitely angsty.

Anyhow, I shall take my leave =w=

Peace to pieces mah peeps~

I want noodles..