I was suffering from writer's block again. However, I went back and edited ALL of my chapters. I'm going to format my chapter headings differently now. See the difference?
I subbed a lot more PVs: "Can You Feel the Purple Truth", the Rin cover of "Tsukema Tsukeru", "7/8", and *blush* "Gigantic O.T.N.". Check them out if you can!
Chapter 36: Akita Rin 5
Saturday, May 6, 1:05 pm. Crypton's largest hill.
It was a cloudy, muggy day. It looked as if it was going to rain. Despite the foul weather, I asked Len to come hang out with me at our hill. I have had a certain fondness for that hill ever since my first kiss on it.
I sat on the grass with my knees to my chest and pulled out my phone. I've been getting extremely weird text messages from someone named Sukone Tei. Because this person is using a blocked number, I can't call or text them back. I think it's just some random troll but I want to be sure.
Blocked number:
'Hello. My name is Sukone Tei. Please stay away from Kagamine-kun.'
Blocked number:
'Who do you think you are.'
Blocked number:
'I'm asking you nicely. Stay away from him.'
Blocked number:
'You're going to regret not listening to me.'
Suddenly, my eyes were covered by a pair of hands from behind.
"Guess who?" the vision-blocker asked.
I smiled. "Len!"
He took his hands off of my face and sat down next to me.
"Here's a reward for guessing who I was." He leaned over pecked my lips. I couldn't help smile again.
"So what's up?" he asked.
"Nothing," I answered, "Well, something."
I showed him my phone with the weird texts. "So who's the troll?"
His expression turned serious. "Just ignore them."
"Do you know who this is?" I put my phone to sleep and turned it over. I squeezed my phone with both of my hands. Maybe if I keep squeezing, Sukone Tei will reveal himself.
He lowered his gaze. I could see his scrunched up eyebrows and wrinkles of frustration on his forehead.
"It's nothing but a troll."
I frowned. "Tell me who Sukone Tei is."
His voice rose. "She's not important!"
I raised my eyebrows. "So who is this "she"?"
"No one important."
I pursed my lips tightly. I shouldn't be too forceful when Len's upset. I can always guilt trip him into telling me. I didn't want to sink that low.
"If she's not important," I mumbled softly, "why can't I know who she is?" I looked down and stared at my phone's back.
"If I tell you, you'll get upset." I felt his arm make its way around my waist. His hand lightly gripped my side.
I looked up to his eyes with my own wide ones. "Try me." I whispered innocently.
He gave my waist a light squeeze and looked off into the distance. "Sukone Tei is my ex-girlfriend."
A wave of jealousy washed over me. A gasp escaped my mouth before I could stop it.
"She's crazy," he said monotonously, "and dangerous."
I asked, "what kind of girls do you date?" I looked at his eyes, but were dark and unfocused.
"She... She'd get really obsessed with something, and if people try to take her obsession away, she'd get violent." He looked down at me. "Really violent."
"And you were her obsession?" I sounded so weak. What's the deal with this Sukone Tei?
He nodded. "I dated her for a while then dumped her before the school year ended last year." I winced when he said "dumped". It's a quite harsh thing to say.
I raised my phone up. "How'd she get my number?"
"The thing is, she's insane. She'd probably do anything to get her hands on her obsession. So she probably stalked me or something and learned that we're dating. She's capable of all sorts of things. Stalking is child's play for someone like her."
I swallowed my spit. "I'm scared." I whispered. "Len, I'm scared." I dropped my phone and looked up at him.
"We're at a school where no one can come in. I'm sure we're safe from anyone, even a maniac like Tei."
"But..."
Len pulled me into a tight hug. "It's okay. What can she do? Hurt you? That's impossible."
I hugged him back slowly and tried to clear my worry.
"Next time you get a message from Tei, tell me, okay? I'll take care of it," he said to my hair, "I'll take care of everything. Don't worry."
"What if... She gets violent... Towards you?" I withdrew from the hug but held on to his hands.
"She wouldn't hurt the person she wants."
I felt another pang of jealousy. I said indifferently, "she loves you, doesn't she."
"I... She... No!" He shook his head with a frown. "No. She calls her obsession "love", but someone like her doesn't know about love."
"Len, anyone has a right to love. Crazy or not, everyone has the potential to fall in love."
"Sure." His tone was bitter and sarcastic.
I decided to lighten the mood. I stood up abruptly. "I'm hungry. Wanna get smoothies?"
He looked at me with a confused look. "Uh-okay." I bent down and grabbed his hand. I pulled him up.
"Have you ever tried the orange-banana flavored ones? They're delicious!"
"Orange and banana? Together?" He shot me a quizzical look. "Are they even good together?"
I nodded. "Mhmm. It's really good. Oranges and bananas go together like this." I twisted my pointer and middle fingers together and raised my hand to show him.
He laughed. "You mean they go together like us." He gave my hand a squeeze. "They're our favorite fruits too."
"It's fate. That smoothie is our fate smoothie." I nodded happily.
I walked Len over to his dorm after we got our smoothies. Apparently he had an intense video game-related thing that he couldn't afford to miss.
I assume other girls would mind that their boyfriends were obsessed with video games, but I don't mind at all. In fact, I like the fact that he has an interest he's dedicated to. Everyone has their unique personal interests and quirks, so other people should respect that.
I went to my dorm to check if anyone was there. But I doubted anyone being there since we all had plans, even Miku. I opened the door and scanned my room for any signs of life. I was correct; no one's here.
I decided to take this time to doodle. I was suddenly feeling inspired to draw. I grabbed my thick, battered old sketchbook and pencil case from my bag and tossed them onto my bed. I take my sketchbook with me everywhere I have a bag big enough to fit it in. I found it in a small store in Sapporo. It's specifically made for left-handed people, which I'm extremely thankful for. I only have about thirty more pages left in it. I definitely need a new one.
I hopped on my bed and adjusted my body so that I could draw easily. I got comfortable on my stomach with my feet dangling off my bed. I opened my large yellow pencil case to look for my favorite drawing pencil. I found it laying around in the art room on the first day of school and thought it was the best pencil I've had in a while.
I chuckled. Luka absolutely hates it when anyone writes or draws on a bed. She told me that one can breathe in eraser shavings in their sleep. For someone who appears to be reasonable, she can sound quite silly at times.
Much like a how one would look at an old photo album, I went back to look at my drawings. Some of my doodles were anime-like, some were more realistic, and some were doujinshi I drew. Like my middle school art teacher told me to, I didn't tear out any pages from my sketchbook, no matter how terrible I thought it was.
I turned to a random page and came across an anime-like drawing of Miku, Luka, Neru, and me. There was a lot of writing and speech bubbles throughout the page. There was also a lot of decorations like hearts, flowers, and emoticons all over the page. I chuckled as I read some of the writing.
A Luka speech bubble said:
'Why does my head look so big?! Miku's is so normal-looking'
The reply to Luka's from Neru was right next to it:
'You mean still very large?'
A Miku speech bubble written in glittery teal gel pen said:
'Can I copy your history homework?'
I checked the date on the very bottom right: Oct. 14. I always scribble a date on everything. It was a habit I developed from my middle school art teacher.
I forgot what I originally got my book out for and continued to flip around some more.
"Ow!" As I turned that page, I got a paper cut on my finger. For something so small, they always hurt more than larger cuts.
I got up from my bed to get a band-aid. Luka being Luka, had a first-aid kit. When I got up, my pencil case fell off the bed and the contents of it fell out onto the floor.
"Dang it!" I decided to get a band-aid before picking up my stuff. I took a step and ended up stepping on a pen or something. I slipped on it and fell on my butt.
"What the heck is with me?" I angrily cried out.
I ignored the sting from my finger and scrambled to pick everything up and return them to their home. I am having the worst luck today!
Migikata ni murasaki choucho/Kisu wo shita kono heya no sumi de
Hmmph. My phone decided to interrupt my bad mood. I picked it up without checking who the caller was.
"Hello?"
A monotonous female voice answered, "Hi." It sounded like a recording, not a real person speaking.
"Hi, who's this?"
"Stop."
What? Stop what? Who is this? "Excuse me?"
"Akita Rin, I know who you are."
I checked who the caller was. It was from a blocked number.
"Sukone Tei? You're Sukone Tei, right?" I questioned angrily.
She ignored me. "Don't talk to my Len."
I knew she could hear the panic in my voice. "Why? How do you know me? Who are you?"
"Just stop." How could she sound so calm and indifferent when I'm panicking on the other end?
"Answer my questions!"
"I know all about Len and more importantly, I know all about you."
"You're nuts!" I wanted to hang up, but I needed answers!
"Stop speaking to Len. He's mine."
That's pushing it. "No!"
"You're going to regret it."
"How did you even get my number?"
"Goodbye, Akita Rin." She hung up.
I stared at my phone's blank screen dumbly. What's going on?
I know I'm a few days late, but happy new year! I'm stoked for the new year: my local anime convention is in March, the fifth season of Hetalia comes out this month, a rumor said that Kuroko no Basket season 2 is coming this year, and of course, V3 KAITO comes out next month!
What are you looking forward to in the new year?
And did you listen to the V3 KAITO samples? They're amazing!
Also, does anyone have any Korean SeeU song recommendations? I can translate from Korean to English and I want to contribute to the Vocaloid fandom in anyway I can.
This chapter was last altered on January 4, 2013.
