Dust in the Corner
May 23rd, 2013; 9:18PM
Uh… There used to be an A/N here. But it suddenly went missing. Strange.
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Chapter 11 – The Wicked Witch Is Not So Wicked
It was lightly snowing once again today. The soft white drops of frozen water drifted down slowly and melted as soon as they touched the sidewalk.
'I wonder if we'll have a white Christmas this year?' she wondered and naturally that brought her thoughts back to him. He hadn't been talking to her much at all, which scared her half to death. After all she'd done for him, was he really planning on leaving her? Did he hate her now, after all she'd done?!
It was so unfair. She'd thought he'd been lusting over another girl, and so, to be good to him, she made special... 'organizations' to let him have her, just once. Secretly she'd been hoping he'd refuse. Now she was praying she hadn't made it worse. Had he maybe fallen in love with the girl under those strange circumstances? Was he maybe planning on leaving her for the girl everyone hated?
He was the source of her nightmares now as he'd once been the source of her fantasies. What could she do, what could she do to fix things? She was nothing without him! No, he couldn't leave her! If only she knew what she'd done wrong. What had she done to make him stop loving her?
Four months ago they'd been making love in her bedroom, whispering how much they loved each other. They'd shared smiles and tears and for once, Meiko hadn't felt like some broken doll to be used by her brother. For once, she'd felt normal. Now it was gone again and she was filled with nothing but depression.
Often she thought back to the last time Kaito had shown signs of affection. They'd been at her house. They'd had sex in her room and came down to find Meito in the living room.
"Now that was a great soundtrack," he'd said sarcastically, glaring at Kaito as if he were some caring older brother protecting his younger sister lovingly. No, that wasn't it. Meito wasn't protecting his sister; he was protecting his property, his own personal whore. Not that Kaito could have known.
Meito quickly kicked Kaito out of the house, as he always did. He hated Kaito for 'playing with his toys', he'd say. In a way, knowing that made Meiko love him even more. There was nothing in the entire that revolted her the way Meito did.
No sooner had Kaito left that Meito had her pinned against the wall. "You know I hate having him over," he hissed.
"I know." She returned his glare defiantly, knowing he liked seeing her afraid.
"Then why do you do it?" His eyes burned into her, daring her to answer.
"Because you're not the boss of me. I'll do whatever I please!" Suddenly she cried out. The sound of his slap seemed to echo in the room.
"You do whatever I say, you stupid slut! I don't want him in this house ever again. Do you hear me?" How could he do this to his own flesh and blood, his own little sister?! "DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
"I wish I couldn't!" Oh. Ow. The back of her head throbbed from where it hit the wall.
"Be careful what you wish for."
Did every brother obsess over his sister's taste? Did every brother long to run her hands along her sides, shove her against a wall, nibble on her neck? Did every brother enjoy hearing his sister scream, beg him no, and do it anyway?
Did every brother enjoy destroying his little sister's innocence, corrupting her with words as poisonous as any acid, using her like a Kleenex, throwing her out when he was done with her, recycling only when he felt the need to? Did they enjoy seeing their precious sisters suffer, cry? Were they all as messed in the mind as Meito?
He'd forced her right then and there, satisfying himself while telling her just how useless she was until she was lying on the floor, believing him. The only thing she could remember of any importance afterwards was that when she'd finally returned upstairs she'd found Kaito's scarf still on her bed.
Time and time again Meiko wondered why she wouldn't tell anyone about her situation, even though she already knew her answer; should Meito hear about it, he would kill her, and without anyone to testify against him, he'd get off scot-free. He'd already explained it to her, the exact words he would say should anyone ask.
"Why isn't Meiko at school? Well, sir, it would seem she's decided to drop out." He'd grinned at her so evilly. "She's run off with her boyfriend somewhere. I knew she would eventually... she was always so childish, thinking that if she ran away, all would be better."
"I'm not childish!"
"Hm? What's that? You're saying her pig of a boyfriend, Kaito, is still here? Why, sir, she had six boyfriends and I'm not even sure which one she left with. I'm sure this Kaito was no more important than the rest."
"YOU LIAR!"
And yet they'd probably believe him. She often stayed home from school and would constantly mention it'd be easier if she just dropped out; They wouldn't be surprised at all by that explanation. Even the part with six boyfriends, they'd believe, for she definitely wasn't known as the purest girl at school- quite the opposite, actually, though she couldn't quite remember how she'd earned it. She'd only ever slept with Kaito, after all.
She'd known Kaito for a long time. They'd gone to middle school together too and had first met in grade seven.
"Why do you guys like the fence so much?"
His friends had stared at her like she was some idiot. Kaito had shrugged, flipping his hair out of his face. "Dunno. Why do you like asking people such random questions?" The three boys beside him laughed, even though it wasn't funny.
"That was a pretty random question yourself, you know." She'd batted her lashes at him. Even then, Kaito was extremely handsome and considered one of the cutest boys of the class. Meiko would admit she was intrigued by him, even for such shallow reasons.
"Are you avoiding having to answer?" This struck her interest. An average boy would have grunted dumbly and ignored her. What Kaito had said sounded mysterious, smart, and dead on.
"I like asking people questions because it's better than being lonely."
She'd been smirking while saying it, but immediately his eyes warmed. "Why are you lonely?" he asked in a soft voice.
"Come on, you flirt!" the other boys laughed. "Leave the girl alone!"
Kaito twisted slightly so his back was against them. Meiko couldn't believe it- he was turning away from his friends just so he could pay better attention to her. Her! Of all people!
She remembered her voice had suddenly felt closed off as if she were about to cry. She swallowed back the lump in her throat. "That was just a joke," she snapped bitterly.
He didn't believe her. "Then why aren't you laughing?"
He really was a handsome boy. His cobalt blue eyes were warm and sincere, his face perfectly shaped and all baby-fat disappeared. His dark blue bangs were a little too long and hung in his face and had that messy bed-head look that for some reason looked completely right on him. Around his neck was a pale blue scarf. He always wore it.
"Leave me alone," she spat, but for some reason, she didn't leave. Instead she stared in the opposite direction and crossed her arms defiantly. She didn't truly want him to leave her alone.
"I've heard people get angry easily when a nerve is strung. They tend to say things they don't mean." He tapped her shoulder. "You say you like asking random questions because it's better than being lonely. Consider this my attempt at avoiding loneliness."
"You're not lonely. You've got your friends right there." She jabbed her thumb over her shoulder at the three boys who'd decided the pair wasn't interesting enough. They were laughing at something one of them had said, uncaring about whatever Meiko said.
Kaito was silent for so long, Meiko thought for a moment he'd left. Finally she glanced over her shoulder at him. He seemed to be deep in thought. "Am I annoying you?" he asked after a long pause. "I just thought maybe..." He drifted off and quickly said, "Sorry."
Meiko watched him turn and step back towards his 'friends' with mixed emotions. He hadn't been annoying her. She didn't know why she'd acted so hostile. He'd just caught her off-guard, that was all... But Meiko had too much pride to tell him that. Right?
Kaito awkwardly stood there listening to a conversation he knew nothing about until he looked back at her. He seemed surprised to see her still standing there. He jabbed his hands in his pockets and turned fully towards her, the lightest of blushes on his face. "Maybe I was wrong to just assume things. Do you mind me talking to you?"
No way. No way! No one she'd met had ever gone back on their word like that, no one in the world! He'd called himself wrong and offered her a second chance- obviously there had to be something behind it all, some evil plot in his head! "I-I d-... I don't mind." She hadn't even meant to say that. Perhaps she'd gone into shock. Yes, that seemed right.
He smiled at her. "You're in my class, right? Where do you sit?"
They'd had a typical, normal conversation, but to Meiko, it felt like one of the best exchanges of dialogue in her life. Suddenly she didn't feel so lonely anymore. For once, she felt normal- and that was something she wanted desperately.
All this had happened before Meito became cruel.
Yes, even before her brother's turning, Meiko was different. Her parents had had a brutal divorce when she was rather young, but instead of battling over which parent deserved their children more, the custody case was instead about which parent needed be bothered with the ownership of two young children. Her mother had been devastated when she was the one chosen.
She wasn't there often and when she was, she never paid her children much attention. Sometimes, she'd even forgotten their names, when there was only a single letter's difference between them both. At that exact point in time, it'd been two months since Meiko had seen her own mother and seven years since she'd seen her father.
Not being wanted by either of her parents dug a hole inside both children. Their parents had never been very loving and arguments always rang over any other sound, but one couldn't completely hate the ones who'd given birth to them. It hurt to see the feelings weren't mutual.
Both children grew were known as very quiet in school as well as hostile, should anyone approach them. Often Meiko was in trouble for using words her father had once called her mother and Meito had habits of striking out on people who tried to approach him. Already at the age of seven, he had history of violence.
Despite depending on each other for survival, the two siblings weren't particularly close. Quite the opposite actually- they'd argue in ways much like their parents had. Once in a while though, Meito would be upset and Meiko would try to comfort him and vice versa. Perhaps, seeing as she was the only girl he allowed to get close to him, this was the reason he'd eventually developed lustful feelings for his sister. If so, then Meiko regretted ever having patted his back and whispering, 'It'll be okay'. She'd've been better off letting him cry on his own.
Much to her surprise, Kaito kept talking to her. They didn't live too far off from each other and so they'd walk home together. Meiko wondered what exactly Kaito saw in her. She'd even asked him once.
"You're real," he'd answered, and she'd remembered thinking he was nuts. "What I mean is that you're no phony. You see how the other girls act around me. They flip their hair and purr and try to seem sexy when really," he wrinkled his nose, "it's just creepy. You don't do any of that, and I like that about you. You talk to me because you want to talk to me, not because you'd get tons of attention if you came up with a super cute boyfriend. In that way, you're real to me. You don't seem to have any ulterior motive- that, or you hide it quite well."
It made her wonder for a moment- what exactly did she gain from their friendship? He wasn't rich and she wouldn't want his money anyway. She couldn't have cared less about popularity. It seemed like all she gained from Kaito's friendship was Kaito's friendship- and that was more than enough for her. "I have no ulterior motive," she declared with a curt nod, which made him laugh.
"Glad to hear it."
It was near the end of grade eight that he'd kissed her for the very first time. It was near the end of grade eight that Meito had found an interest in her as well. She remembered it oh so clearly, the very first of many times he'd used her. She remembered going to school the next day feeling sore between her legs and frightened beyond belief, too.
"Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine!" She wasn't fine. She was shaking all over. Sleep hadn't been an option the night before and she hadn't been hungry at all that morning. She couldn't concentrate on much at all and her trembling was extremely obvious.
"Meiko, you're not 'fine'! Tell me what happened!"
She shook her head. "I can't! I can't, Kaito, I can't...!"
His expression turned sour. "Is it because you don't trust me?" So quick he was at assuming things.
"No! Kaito, I do trust you! You're my best friend, Kaito! Just... I can't tell you, okay? Just this once," she pleaded, "I can't tell you." He'd hated not knowing, and perhaps this was the beginning of their downfall.
Now, he wouldn't talk to her. It was as if they were back outside during that recess that held the first time they'd ever spoken to each other. As if he hadn't glanced back over his shoulder and didn't care if she still stood there or not. What went wrong?
The bell rang and Meiko quickly gathered her books. By the time she was done, Kaito was already leaving the room. She rushed by his side. "Was there a note we had to copy?" she asked. "I wasn't really paying attention."
Silence. He'd ignored her.
"Kaito...!" she whined, but he didn't even bother looking at her. And so, she followed him to his locker (which, because they were assigned alphabetically, happened to be very close to her own) without a word, staring down at the ground.
She put her books away and waited for him to do so too. He said nothing and began to walk again, a paper bill in his hand. "You're buying lunch today?" she asked him, but he said nothing in reply. She felt like a ghost following him like this. Maybe she was.
She waited for him to buy his food and then they'd sit outside, like they always would. It'd been their ritual since grade school because Meiko couldn't stand the thought of people watching her. Even as he ignored her like this, he never strayed from their usual routine as long as Meiko was following him. 'He still cares,' she thought optimistically.
He did the same today and they headed outside, even though the grass was wet and muddy from the snow. He sat in the shade of a tall tree and unwrapped his sandwich. "You bought a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?" she asked, surprised. "You could have just made one. Or I could've, too. You should have asked me instead of wasting your money."
He bit into his sandwich without so much as a glance her way. She really hadn't expected much more. With a sigh she opened her own lunchbox and took a bite of her own grape jam sandwich. They ate in silence until finally Meiko couldn't take it anymore. "Tell me what I did, Kaito. Please."
He said nothing.
"Please, Kaito. Tell me what I did wrong! I can't stand it when you ignore me like this!" She'd had too much pride before to ask him. She'd simply assumed he'd come around eventually, but he never did. Finally she was getting over her arrogance and asking him the question she'd been wondering about for the last two and a half months. "Please, tell me what I did!"
"Don't pull this crap with me, Meiko."
For a second all she could feel was joy. He'd answered her! He was aware of her existence still and knew she was there beside him, talking to him. He really heard all she said! Then suddenly the words sunk in. "What do you mean 'this crap'?" she asked venomously.
"You know perfectly well what you did."
He was bluffing- he had to be! "If I knew what I did," she hissed, "do you really think I would have spent the last three months following you closer than your own shadow instead of doing something about it? Do you really think I'd stoop down low enough to ask you what I've done if I already know? Don't say stupid things, Kaito. It doesn't make you seem smart at all."
She hadn't meant to say that! No, no, it simply slipped out of her mouth! She hadn't meant to insult him, she was just so used to saying things like that...!
He glared at her with an expression so cold, it made her feel sick. "I'm not trying to seem smart!" Each word was clipped angrily.
She stared at him. Never had she seen him so angry. He looked awfully stressed and tired too. Had he been having trouble sleeping as well? "I'm... I'm sorry." She scratched the side of her head boyishly. "Just... hasn't it been long enough now? Can't you tell me why you won't talk to me anymore?"
His eyes narrowed and for a moment, Meiko feared he actually hated her. "I don't appreciate your whoring around, that's all."
Whoring around?! Whoring around?! The nerve of him! He was the one who'd readily forced himself onto another girl when Meiko didn't seem enough. She'd been nothing but faithful to him, and he dared accuse her of whoring around?! "I've got no idea what you're talking about, Kaito," she hissed.
"Don't pull this shit, Meiko," he scowled. "I fucking saw you."
"Saw me what?!" Idiot! "And with who? I've done nothing!"
His face darkened as if he was seeing something, remembering something. "... You've probably been with dozens of other people. Aren't I just your dildo now?"
"I've never been with anyone but you!" He was making her angry now. Well... angrier. "Tell me who these 'dozens' of other people are. Tell me! Tell me who you think I'd want to bed. Come on!Don't be shy!"
He hesitated for a moment then winced. "When I wasn't good enough for you... I can't believe you went to him. It's wrong on so many levels! It's disgusting, Meiko, but still...!" He shook his head angrily. "I can't believe you. You can't even try to deny it because I saw it with my own eyes."
"Who, Kaito?! Who did you 'see with your own eyes'?"
Another moment's hesitation when finally he spit it out: "I saw you and Meito."
Meiko felt sick to her stomach. Her face went pale and her hands started to shake. Her throat filled with bile and she struggled to keep it down.
"See? You can't even deny it." Despite trying to sound cold, there was the slightest note of worry in his voice. Obviously she wasn't looking so good. She didn't feel much better.
Seeing her like this reminded Kaito of something. Back in the eighth grade, she'd once looked exactly like she did now. For weeks she'd it there with a haunted look in her eyes, too shaky to even hold a pencil. It'd scared him then as it scared him now.
"Y-You've got it... all wrong!" Meiko cried out. It was all Meito's fault, all Meito's fault... and yet, how could she explain it to him in a way that he'd believe her? "It's not what you think, Kaito... It's not!"
"How is it not?! I saw you. I saw you both. You didn't even bother trying to push him away!"
"It's not...!" No, no, no! She hadn't wanted him to ever know. She knew that if he'd ever found out about she and Meito, only disaster would befall them. Now he hated her, and it was all Meito's fault. Oh- she felt like vomiting.
"Meiko, stop shaking like th- Meiko?!" Gross. She'd ended up heaving her lunch onto the grass. That made matters much much better, didn't it? Ugh. "Meiko, stop!"
She stood there on all fours, breathing heavily, unable to really process anything. 'He knows. He knows. He knows. There's nothing I can do now. He knows.'
"I di-..." Nothing she could say would make this any better. She couldn't fix this.
"Just... tell me why you did it," Kaito pleaded. "Tell me why him! Please, Meiko? I'll leave you alone after this, but just... tell me why."
She took a long time coming up with her answer. Finally, she looked him in the eye, cobalt clashing against dull brown. "You know... there's one thing Miku Hatsune and I both have in common." Both were used against their will, like ugly, broken dolls. "That should answer your question."
With a lot of concentration she managed to stand up and wobble back to the school. She couldn't bear to look at him, to even try answering his confusion. Her worst fear had become reality; she and Kaito were done for.
"What are you drawing?"
Miku stared at her innocently without the slightest knowledge of the challenge Rin had been given. To Rin, it felt like she knew and was purposely trying to look cute. Well, it wasn't working. If anything, Rin found it annoying. "I'm not drawing anything."
Miku pointed down at her friend's worksheet and Rin followed her gaze before face-palming. It looked like a bunch of penises were dancing around on her page. "I was just scribbling," she mumbled. "It wasn't supposed to look like anything at all..." And certainly not like any kind of reproductory organ.
"Oh, okay. Are you having trouble with the questions?" she asked in her sweet voice. It was really quite hard to believe Miku didn't know about their little bet, but honestly, Miku was like this everyday. She was a cute girl in general. The only reason Rin was really noticing it now was because she was trying so hard not to notice.
"I'm not even trying to answer them. It's not getting marked, so why bother?"
Miku paused thoughtfully. "I'll let you borrow my sheet when I'm done, okay?"
"You really don't have to." Miku got that shy scared look on her face again that made Rin sigh. She had to admit it, Miku Hatsune was absolutely adorable, despite her being older than Rin. And to think she wasn't even trying... "What's with that face?" she asked with a smirk. "I'm not threatening to bite you."
"S-Sorry!" Miku hid her face in her hands. "I'm sorry, I-I was just asking...!"
"Relax! Geez..." Why did she always act so offended over every little thing? She was so silly. Such a silly girl... But not at all tempting. Nope, nope, not at all...
"I'll put it on your desk so you can... copy it off later." She twirled her pigtails nervously.
"Why are you so set on my finishing this damn worksheet?" Rin asked. "I've already said it isn't worth any marks. There's no point in doing it now."
Miku's eyes widened. "B-But... what if our teacher decides to collect it? If she sees you've done nothing, you'll get in big trouble!"
Rin rolled her eyes. "You worry so much. It's not like I'm really going anywhere anyway. I don't need the marks."
Miku leaned back and examined the blonde. "What do you mean you're not going anywhere...?"
She shook her head. "Don't bother. Class is going to end in like... five seconds." Right on cue, the bell rang. Rin smirked smugly at the proof of her point. "Come on. I'm going home right away, so you should go straight home too." She paused. "Unless there's something you have to do, of course." But she never did.
"N-No, I don't have anything to do." Her cheeks pinkened for no reason. "I'll go with you."
Nope, nope, not tempting at all. Nope... Rin rose from her seat. "I'm... just going to put my stuff away in my locker. Yep." With that, she rose and left.
Of course, being her last name was the same as Len's, he happened to be right there beside her. "Surviving day two?" he asked as she began fiddling with her lock.
"I'm here, aren't I?" Two... Twelve... Twenty-seven. There. The lock clicked open. "I can't say I'm liking it, though. I miss you..." She glanced up at him but he focused on getting his things out. But he had the smallest smile, like he was pleased to hear it. "Len, why do we have to do this? It's stupid."
"Just deal with it," he sang. Finally he looked her in the eye and smiled. "I just want to give you a choice. I don't want you to feel bad about yourself if you start feeling differently about me and about her."
"Shut up," Rin snapped. "I don't want to talk about her. You're annoying me."
He laughed. "You make me wonder how you'll be by the end of next week."
"Neither of us are going to last that long, stupid." She shot him a glare to accentuate the fact that she was displeased.
"I will," Len insisted. "It'll be good preparation for what's to come." He closed his left eye in a wink and grinned.
'What's to come...?' Rin wondered. "Are you walking home with me?" She didn't want to mention Miku right now.
"Sorry, can't. They're keeping me here because I'm away too much." He pulled his tongue out at her. "I've missed too much school, and it's all your fault!"
"Bullshit," she snapped. "I get up perfectly fine every morning. It's your own damn fault for being such a slob."
"You sure are miserable today," he laughed. "Are you PMSing or something?"
Oh, did he ever get a look for that. "No. Fuck off." Her curse only made him burst out laughing, which annoyed her further. "Go do your damn schoolwork, stupid!" she yelled out to him and stormed off, but even she couldn't help a small smile.
She walked over to where she knew Miku's locker was. "You still coming?" she asked, leaning against the locker beside her.
"Yes, I'm coming." Miku zipped up her bag and stood straight.
She started for the front entrance but Rin hesitated. "Can we go the side way instead?" She didn't want to risk passing by Len. He'd give her a know-it-all look and gesture at Miku in an 'I-told-you-so' way- and that would just annoy the piss out of her.
"S-Sure... Why?"
Rin paused. "No reason." Miku didn't need to know about their bet. "Come on."
As they walked, Rin remembered something she'd been meaning to ask. "Why don't you wear the uniform?"
Miku gazed down at herself. She wore a loose blue daisy-print dress that bunched up at the waist. It only went down to just below her knees, so of course she'd put on white shorts underneath. The sleeves were short and puffed though and inappropriate for the weather. Miku quickly slid on her navy coat, remembering the snow outside.
"I do, sometimes." She blushed a little. "It's just... Daddy believes I'm special, worth more than the other girls here, so he likes it when I stand out. He's always telling me to wear my nicest clothes to school so I'll stand out amongst the ugly uniforms... Not that I think they're ugly!" she quickly added.
Rin shrugged. "I don't care if you think they're ugly or not. I was only wondering." A few more steps. "So your dad thinks you're better than everyone else here?"
"Y-Yes..." Miku hoped that wouldn't anger her. "I don't agree with him, but nothing I say changes his mind..."
"Sounds like an arrogant man," Rin stated. It made Miku squirm in discomfort but she said nothing. "You know, I'm surprised you don't take after him. You're a rich girl, aren't you? You were probably spoilt to death. So what happened? Why are you so..." she gestured at her, "you?"
"Me?"
"You're not bratty at all," Rin said. "I've got more attitude than you, and I haven't been given a dime. So what happened? How did you come out so pure?"
Pure? How ironic. Miku thought of herself as dirty, disgusting, and then Rin called her 'pure'. What was pure about Miku Hatsune?! "I don't think I can answer that; I don't agree with you at all."
"Hm." Rin shrugged. "Whatever. You know, one good thing that comes out of not showing is that we can wait longer to get you maternity wear. You know," she expanded, "fat mommy clothes." Miku's eyes widened. 'Fat...?' "Do you think we should go now or wait until later, when you'll actually need it?"
"U-Um... how about later?" Miku suggested, getting a little nervous.
"Sure, whatever. So, are you going to ask for its gender, or are you going to wait for the moment?" Rin asked next.
"Um, I think I'm going to wait..."
"Maybe you should come over to my house in... two weeks, and we'll look through baby names." Rin couldn't risk having Miku over before those two weeks were passed.
"Um..." Miku hesitated for a moment. "Actually... this weekend, Daddy is coming to visit." Rin's eyes snapped upwards. Anyone could see the fear in Miku's aqua orbs. "I... Will you...?"
"Be there?" Rin finished. "I don't know if I can be..." After all, what would Len think if Rin suddenly disappeared to Miku's house?
"I'm scared, Rin!" she cried. "What if he finds out the truth? What if he hates me for it?!"
Another thought crossed Rin's mind. "Miku, does he know?"
"No, of course not! I haven't told him a word!"
"No, I mean the first rape. When you were seven? Does he know it happened?" She waited patiently for Miku's answer.
"Yes, he knows about that," she admitted, "but he wasn't happy about it. He... Daddy looked at me differently after that. He knows I'll never be as good as before. That's why he's always trying to get me to step into the colored lights."
"Colored lights?"
"From the windows?" Miku's expression turned sad. "I hate those lights. Whenever they touch me... I know it doesn't do anything really, but whenever they touch me, it feels like they burn through my skin. It feels like acid."
"That's weird." At least they were off the subject of coming over. "But isn't there a window facing your bed? How do you sleep?"
Miku shifted nervously. They were stepping out the doors now. The snow was falling a little heavier now, catching itself in her long blue hair. "I hide under the blankets. During the summer, when it's too hot, sometimes I'll sleep on the couch or in Daddy's room..." She blushed as if that were a disgusting thing.
"If he's not even there, it should be fine. I'm sure he wouldn't mind." But then again, Rin didn't know her father. Knowing Miku's obsession with purity, Mr. Hatsune had to be a very religious person as well, which meant he and Rin most likely wouldn't get along very well.
Miku hugged her chest. "I don't know. He's very worried about me." She glanced up. "You are coming this weekend to help me, aren't you?"
Guilt weighed on Rin's chest. "I... I can't, Miku. Len needs me. You'll be fine, alright?"
Pure terror flashed on Miku's face, surprising Rin. "N-No! Rin, you can't leave me there alone, I-I won't know what to do, what to say! I need you there, Rin!"
"You'll have Kiyoteru," Rin reassured her, "and didn't you say Luka is on your side too now? You'll be fine without me."
"They're not you, Rin!" Miku cried out. "They don't know everything you know. They won't know the right thing to say or to do, and everything will go wrong! I need you, Rin! Please, Rin, please..." She retreated back into her lonely shell and played nervously with her fingers.
"I can't, Miku." Why couldn't she accept that? Why did she need to make it so hard? "I can't. I'm sorry."
Finally, Miku nodded, and they continued walking. Miku stared at her feet and her bangs hid her expression from the blonde, though Rin could tell she was upset. She had a right to be, maybe, but Rin didn't want to risk Len adding another week to her grounding. Miku would survive on her own. Wouldn't she...?
"Maybe I'll sneak over at some point," Rin suggested. "I'll visit for an hour and then I'll leave. Okay?"
Miku looked up and nodded vigorously. "Really? Th-Thank you, Rin...!" She seemed so relieved, tears came to her eyes. She even sniffled, though that could have been from the cold.
'Len had better not catch me,' Rin thought with a sigh.
Little did she know that Len was actually watching them through his classroom window. He smiled sadly to himself. 'I knew you wouldn't be able to resist.'
"Len, focus on your work! You're behind enough as it is!"
"Yes, sir."
'You have no idea how bad it is, Rin,' he told her through thought. 'I was just testing you when I offered to pretend we don't love each other for two weeks. I was waiting for you to protest like nuts and I would have let it go, but... you acted so calm, as if you'd been expecting it. For a second, you even looked relieved. You surprised me.
'Look at you...' He couldn't help glancing out the window one more time. 'How don't you realize you love her? Are you really that big an idiot?'
"Len, focus!"
'It's okay, Rin. I won't stop you when you tell me it's time. I hope Miku will get rid of those cloudy days of yours once and for all.'
Len doesn't appear to have high hopes for Rin...
May 21st, 2013
Oh gee... this anime is so mean. XD
I was looking through Netflix and found an anime called 'Baka and Test'... I FREAKING LOVE THIS. Every little thing that could go wrong does. XD At some points, it doesn't even make sense! And they're all such idiots too! XD OH MY GOSH, THE GAY GUY JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND IS SUDDENLY ASKING THE YOSHII DUDE ON A DATE AHHHHH!
Okay, so... you may have just realized, but one of my favorite characters is the gay guy from Class A. I mean... he's freaking adorable. He's so cute, and he doesn't even- HOLY SHIT. THAT'S CREEPY AS HELL. He just literally spoke the line I was about to say right while I was typing it... 'He's so cute, and he doesn't even know it!' He LITERALLY took the words from my mouth! o_o"
Oh gee, this here is the best line ever. "You know, I just think people shouldn't go around wasting food like that, because, you know, with global warming and all, it's, um... killing plants n' stuff, and if you throw out that lunch, you'll be a plant killer too and some homeless person might haunt your bathroom..." and he keeps rambling too. XD He goes on and on until she lets him eat her lunch. Awesomeness.
My favorite character would have to be the dude that looks like a girl. I don't know what his name is (it's Hideyoshi), but... he's just... Hnnnnnngh! I thought he was a girl at first, but then he had this manly voice and I thought, 'Wow, what a terrible voice actor'. But then he specifically said, 'Thank you, but I'm not a girl.' Not a girl... not a girl... but not a crossdressor either! WHAT IS THIS LOGIC?!
Yeah, Netflix has been spoiling me lately. First Ouran High School Host Club, then Fruits Basket, followed by Black Butler... and now Chobits, xxxHolic, Hetalia, Baka and Test... I love you Netflix.
May 22nd, 2013
You may have realized from above that it's been a long time since I've actually watched anime... XD Sorry.
Anyway, a great many people have been pleading for a chapter in Meiko's perspective. Personally, I don't really like how it came out, but... Meh. It'll be fine.
Question of the Chapter: When I first introduced Meiko, a lot of people didn't like her. Now, knowing her story, do you feel any differently about her?
I feel like I should say more about the chapter. Um... I... Nope, can't find nothing. *shrug*
Well, then, I'm going to go now. Bye bye~!
~Naty17
If I get 240 000 000 reviews, I'll make Rin and Miku kiss next chapter. XD