Title: Hero

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Warning: Random. Crap. Twincest. Language. Lack of editing.

Number Twenty-One: Hero;;

In which Rin and Len have to write essays about their hero.

First, might I say that the subject matter of this essay is absolutely ridiculous? My "hero"? You have got to be kidding me. What century do you think this is? I am not some damsel in distress in need of a hero, I am the almighty Rin Kagamine and I can kick the ass of any bitch who thinks he (or she) can—

Errr. Never mind. This is a school assignment. I should watch my language.

But I am way too lazy to back up and, y'know, delete all that, so whatever.

So.

ANYWAY.

Back to the topic.

My hero.

(Ew).

Believe it or not, my hero is actually . . .

My brother. Len. (I know, shocking).

He may be a shota . . . and he might be a weak, useless, poor excuse of a male, but . . . he's my "hero".

Because.

Uhm.

He just is.

I guess part of the reason is that he's always been here for me, like always at my side and . . . although it gets kind of annoying after a while (that's right Len, annoying, now stop reading over my shoulder), I appreciate him being here. For me. Like . . . yeah.

And I guess it's also because he understands me. Without even having to say anything, he just . . . knows.

Everything that happens to me . . . He just . . . I . . .

I guess I love him for it.

(Not in that way!)

(. . .)

(Okay, in that way.)

(But don't tell anyone.)

(OMG, YOU BETTER NOT TELL ANYONE, KIYOTERU-SENSEI).

(Dead serious about this).

(I know where you live).

(And where you sleep at night).

(Remember that).

ANYWAY.

BACK TO THE TOPIC.

. . .

What was the topic?

Oh! Right.

Hero.

Len.

Yeah.

He's . . .

He's just the only one for me, you know? I just . . . he's my other half. He completes my thoughts and everything and he's just like another part of me.

He knows everything I think and feel.

Except for one thing.

He doesn't know that I love him in the non-socially accepted way.

. . .

Yeah. What a dense idiot.

I'll spare you the sob story, though (how kind of me).

But, uhm, yeah.

BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH.

THE END.

PS—don't fail me, please.

Rin, for once, decided to do her homework so I thought I should do the same. Good idea, yes, Kiyoteru-sensei? Alright, so the topic we are to right on is our hero, right? Alright, that I can do.

Wait.

I'm a man. A man, I say—why would I need a hero?

I mean, psh, who says I have one?

. . .

Okay, I do.

. . .

But I'm not telling you who it is!

. . .

Okay, it's Rin.

. . .

. . . Shut up.

So, yes, my sister is my hero. Does this make me any less of a man? I think not. It's just Rin is . . . she's a pretty tough chick. She doesn't let what anyone says or does affect her and she's just always smiling, and she's just so bright and refreshing like . . . like the sun, I guess. She just . . . she makes me feel good.

(Not in that way).

(Pervert).

She's just . . . she's always there at my side, smiling, and ready to brighten my day. She makes me so happy and it's just . . . the kind of person she is is just so . . . a;lkdfjdaslkfj;asjdfk;asdl;fjkasdlfjsdfasdf

She has me speechless, half the time.

The other half I can't even form coherent thoughts , let alone words.

And the last half I just feel like I don't deserve being in her presence.

What had I ever done to deserve someone like her for a sister?

. . .

Wait.

Just noticed.

I had three halves.

Fuck.

Oh well.

Forget it.

Let's just pretend that I didn't, m'kay?

Back to the topic . . .

Rin, I think, is the only person out there for me. She just . . . completes me. We're two halves of a whole (or if we want to go by what I said earlier, there are three halves—who would the third half be, I wonder? Ah, forget it. [It's probably the Road Roller; she's our baby]). I don't know what I'd be without her . . .

Without Rin . . .

. . . Oh God.

I don't even want to think about it.

That would be terrible.

Because you see, Kiyoteru-sensei, I . . . I have a confession to make.

I am in love with my twin sister and hero, Rin.

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Something's wrong with me, I know.

I mean, how could I?

It's just . . .

Not right . ..

But how could something so . . . great, be so wrong?

I just don't get it, Kiyoteru-sensei. Why? Just . . . why?

Ah, it doesn't matter though, does it? I mean, Rin doesn't feel the same way, soo . . .

My life is a mistake.

Is this long enough of an essay?

I quit.

Rin & Len,

You both have a detention scheduled with me for Friday after school. I expect you both to show up.

In the detention, you are to re-write the essay about your "hero".

Failure to show up will result in a failing grade.

-Kiyoteru-sensei.

Postscript: My wife says "screw society and just screw each other already." Just so you know.

A/N;; What's this?
I'm alive?
. . .