Hallo! I received a few reveiws in a few hours: LOLOLOL

Uh the first one is from VocaloidWriter

They said: Oh my god...so Lenka did care for Rin...this is really sad. I hope you continue!

I reply: Yeah, she didn't show it enough though. Sometimes parents may act rude and act like they hate their child, but deep down they care. Someone else was kind of he same to her... She acted like a jerk when Rin was alive, but when she's dead, it's a whole new emotion.

The second is from xXMissyKix

They said: My eyes are actually watering and I think I'm going to cry...

I reply: good, that's actually what I was going for. I love getting the readers connected! Now to start!

Len POV

Later the day of the harsh discovery, I sat at the dinner table with Rin's family. Food sat in front of us, but everyone just stared at it. No one touched their food, no one spoke. We all just sat there, awkwardly, silently, with a rolling want for Rin to come back. No one smiled, or laughed, or moved. We all stared blankly out the window, or at the chilling food, or off in the distance. We all were just lost seeds that flew off of a flower. I tried to get my mind off of her, but I couldn't think straight. My mind would wander and remember the memories made with her. Every little cloud of thought in my mind had to do with Rin or how much of a monster I was. I shouldn't have let that happened. She was not supposed to die. This was supposed to be a hopeless live story that I could fix. But no. I was to late. My heart had been stabbed a million times by the pain of my life. Even Gumi and Kaito, who were always loud and over-dramatic, were silenced. Everyone's eyes wore dark bags beneath them, looking as if they didn't get sleep. We all were pale as a ghost, looking like we were cold or nervous. No. We were just shocked, in pain. I shook like an elderly person trying to pour milk. Oh, Rin. I loved her more than anything in the world.

Holding back my tears as best as I could, I pushed out my chair. I wobbled up the stairs, with my hand over my mouth, and slammed the door to Rin's room shut. I looked around her room as I silently cried. There were so many good memories there, and so many bad too.

Even though they brought pain to me, I cherished those memories, for they were what was left of Rin. They were the things I had to hold on to for the rest of my life. Even if I were to forget my mother, or my father (who had abandoned me when I was younger) I wanted to remember those memories, the good and the bad.

I bounced onto Rin's bed and stared up at the ceiling. Why did she have to go? My heart was nearly broken. It was hanging on by a thread. I had no purpose for life. Without Rin I was a nobody. My once racing heart beated slowly in my chest. My breath came out in slow, staggered waves and my body shivered every air out.

Without Rin I could barely live, I could barely breathe.

- {a few days later}

Lenka's POV

Everyone was dressed in black attire and I walked down the isle with Rinto by my side. We weren't getting married, but going up to speak for our daughter's funeral. Len walked behind us, looking even more depressed than I.

As we stepped up on the platform, my heart ached, for my daughter was rested in a coffin with her arms folded on top of a bouquet of flowers, dead. To see my sweet child like this was one of the worst feelings I'd felt in a long time. Her heart was beatless, causing mine to almost be. The organ played, and the audience cried.

I stepped up to the stand and began to speak. "Rin was the sweetest girl you would meet. She was a darling. Just by looking at her, you could never tell she felt this way. She-she didn't deserve to die!" I burst into tears. Rinto wrapped his arm around me and dragged me to the side.

Len didn't even look up at me. He just stared at Rin's corpse. The poor boy loved her probably more than I could. Trust me, I loved her very much! But Len, he loved her more than his own mother.

Len's POV

At her funeral, I felt dead as well. I couldn't stop looking at her empty corpse. I was so much happier with her by my side, but she seemed to be happier in her escape from reality. She truly needed paradise.

Out of everyone in the crying and sobbing of the crowd, one person surprised me. Miku was huddled up in the corner, crying. Even more surprising, she was hugging the picture of Rin on the obituary. She looked hurt. Why? Why was she crying and devastated? She obviously showed hatred to Rin when she was alive.

Rin's POV

My mission was accomplished. I finally reached paradise. The one thing that would have made it better was with Len by my side.

From the clouds, I watched my funeral. It was awful. I never thought I would die so young. I remember when I was younger, I used to think I was going to live to be a hundred. Well, I thought wrong. For I had died at 13. It was rather depressing watching the crowd of tears praying to my corpse. If only I had known how much they cared, I wouldn't be hurt, I wouldn't be dead.

One little teal head caught my eye though. Yes. Miku was tucked up in the corner with puffy red eyes. She looked like she was hurt by my death. Why did she care when I died, but hate my guts when my heart was beating? Was she jealous of me? Who knows.

Please review! Gahh! I'm almost doneee! Just a bit more!