A/N: So I was feeling very inspired by Rin's version of "Why don't you call me yet". I just thought it fit this scene so perfectly! Don't you think so? Ughh…. other than that, I've realized this is my first and last fluff story. I started this story out because I've never done a fluffy romantic genre before and now I think I'd rather just stick to what i'm familiar with, it just flows a lot more naturally for me . I really don't like how this chapter turned out, or in general how the story is playing out. Nevertheless, I do want to see this story to completion so I will try my best, despite this very annoying period. Maybe it'll get better? Anyways, I think this story here will be ending within a few more chapters so please stick with me until then :D


Back at Rin's place Mikuo gently let her down.

"Why do you wait for him? You know he's not coming"

"He will come. I know he'll come"

Rin continued to stare at her phone. No missed calls from Len, no calls at all. Still she held onto the sliver of hope that he would call her. Her thumb hesitated by the call button. She wanted to call him, but she was too afraid. It wasn't that he was late that bothered her, but it was the fear that he had completely forgotten about her. If she called him, she was afraid of what his answer might be. She was afraid that he would answer and then ask "Who is this?", as if he had no recollection at all of her. That was what it all came down to, the fear that she was unimportant to him.

Mikuo continued to sit by Rin, the both of them not saying a word. She preferred it that way and he knew that all she needed was somebody by her side.

"He's a jerk. And he doesn't deserve you. I don't understand why you wait for him all the time", Mikuo stated.

"He's..he's not that bad of a person. You don't know him at all! He acts tough on the outside but he's actually just lonely. He cries over sad movies when he thinks no one is looking, and although he's stupid and stubborn and childish, he's caring even if he'll never admit it"

Suddenly she felt her phone begin to ring. The caller ID read "Len". She felt her heart jump a beat and her face lit up.

"Hello?"

It wasn't him. It was a female voice on the other line.

"Hello Rin? It's Luka. I'm sorry for calling so late but Len and I were talking at my place and he fell asleep here. I didn't want to wake him so I just called to let you know he'll be staying over for the night. I hope it's okay?"

"…."

"Rin-are you there?"

Rin felt her lips begin to tremble as a big ball began to form in her throat.

Mikuo gently took the phone from her shaking hands and pressed the button to hang up.

"Are you okay?" , he asked softly.

"I'm…I'm nothing to him. Is it because I can't express myself well? Or because I get jealous? Or because I'm childish? Because I'm not as tall as her? Because I don't have a sexy body like her? Whatever it is, I'll change, I'll change, I promise!", Rin sobbed.

"You don't have to change anything…"

When Rin had cried herself out she felt herself drift slowly to sleep. Mikuo knew this was his chance. He didn't hate Rin at all, in fact quite the contrary, it was mostly Miku who had drummed up the rivalry in the first place. But despite it all, he knew he still loved Miku. Mikuo sighed and got out his camera.


The Next Morning

Len felt awful about having stood up Rin. He saw her quietly eating her breakfast at the table and tried to stir up conversation.

"Did you wait a lot yesterday?"

"Why do you always do that?" Rin snapped.

"Do what?"

"Do you really think I'm stupid? That you can treat me any way you want?"

"What?"

"Why do you make a person wait for you like that?", She yelled

"If I didn't come, you could have just left. Why did you just linger around?", Len shot back, flustered and unwilling to admit his fault.

"I lingered around? You're the one lingering! If you like Luka so much, why can't you just admit it?"

"What?"

"I know all about it. You like Luka. That's who you were with weren't you? You can't even admit it, like an idiot"

"You don't know anything! Why do I have to hear that from you? Are you my real wife? Who are you to meddle in my life?"

"That's right, I have nothing to do with you. But why do you make it so difficult for me? Why do you keep making me wait. I waited for hours for you, even if it rained. And even when I got home, even though I was sick, I stayed up and waited for you. And every hour I kept thinking 'he'll come, he'll come home'"

Len was taken aback, but because of his stubborn pride he still couldn't admit he was wrong.

"Did…Did someone tell you to wait? Why did you wait?"

"You're right. I'm not waiting for you anymore. Because I'm nobody to you right?" Rin sighed as she walked away.


Meanwhile…

"Here", Mikuo tossed a bundle of photos over to his sister. They were photos he had taken the night before. Photos of his intimacy with Rin.

As Miku flipped through them, he could see her practically glowing.

"Now can we please just stop all this?

"Of course. These will completely ruin their careers, then we don't have to worry about anything else", Miku smiled and ran a blue-tipped nail down her brothers face.

"You may have been with her for the night, but don't forget you're with me"


Lens POV

God why was I such an idiot? I didn't mean to say those kind of things to her, but it's just that I was too prideful. I couldn't admit I was wrong. Why couldn't I just say I'm sorry?

I went upstairs to Rin's room and knocked on the door. No answer.

"Come on Rin, just open the door"

Still no answer.

"I know you're angry, but don't you think the silent treatment is a little childish? Come on at least let a guy explain!"
Still no answer. That's it, I was coming in whether she liked it or not.

"Hey Rin! We need to talk!", I yelled as I opened her door.

Rin was lying face down on the floor, unconscious.

"Rin!"

I ran to her side, my heart beating a million beats per second, as I lifted her from the floor.

"Rin, wake up! Rin!" I shouted, trying to revive her.

I felt her forehead and could feel her head burning up. Suddenly I felt an immense wave of guilt. She was sick all because of me, all because she was waiting for someone like me in the rain.

"Stupid! Stupid, why do you do that? Why did you wait for me?"

I carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently as I rushed to get a cool cloth.

"I'm sorry." I said, looking at Rin's sleeping face, "I was wrong".

Her eyes flickered open slowly as she smiled and said,

"I know. You idiot"

"You're not nothing to me okay? I don't know what you are to me yet…but you're not nothing so…so…don't make yourself sick because of me next time okay?", I spoke.

We both smiled. It seemed like the storm between us had passed.

"But Len…" Rin started as she tried to push herself up on the bed,

"Hmm?" I replied curiously

"We do still need to talk about something."

"What's that?", I asked.

"I think….I think we should get that divorce", she breathed out, looking away from me.

My eyes shot up in surprise.

"Not that again," I said, starting to feel myself getting annoyed, "Look we're not getting a divorce okay? Anyways I have a reputation to uphold!"

"Is that so important?" Rin shouted, "Is your reputation more important than the person you love?"

"….the-the person I-I l-l-love?" I stuttered

"I know how you feel about Luka. You shouldn't make her wait, she's waited so long for you already. So just go to her."

"…What?"

"It's fine you don't need to explain anything to me. It's clear how much she means to you. It's clear from your actions last night."

"Wait-wait Rin, why are you doing this all of a sudden?", I replied.

"Well….when you love someone you're supposed to want them to be happy right?", she blushed.

"You're not making any sense", I said, getting more and more confused by the minute.

"Well I want you to be happy", she said still not daring to look at me.

"Rin! What are you talking about? You always do this, you go on and on about nothing in particular and confuse me. Why are you doing this? Just spit it out!"

"Because I love you!", she yelled.

My eyes widened in shock. Rin Kagamine has just told me that she loved me.