I DON'T own Vocaloid. Rin's POV are even numbers, Len's POV are odd numbers. ,^..^,

A World Without Crime

Ch.2
It's Not Coincidence, It's Fate

Rin's POV

2402 Yellow St.(weird street name, I know), December 22, 2XXX. 2:15 am

*BANG*

I sat up in my bed. I had heard two gunshots by now and I know my stupid, gaming brother probably forgot to turn down the volume for his game. I was going to get him for this.

I got out of bed and walked to my brother's room in my comfy pajamas. My yellow tank top and orange and yellow plaid sweat pants. I was about to knock on Leon's door when I noticed, no sound. No fighting music, no extra gunshots. Just snoring. Ugh. I ran swiftly to my room and looked out my window.

It was raining. Huh? I rubbed my sleepy eyes. Suspicious moving black figures. My curiosity came over me, I just had to investigate.

I ran down the stairs with a jacket, snatched an umbrella from the empty trash cans we use to put umbrellas, and opened the door.

Sigh. I'm glad mom is out on a business trip to America. She would be so pissed. I'm sixteen, so I can take care for myself.

No one was out here. Then I saw the black figure behind a tree nearby. There was two, one must have left. I walked up to it.

"Hi." I whispered to the kid (not sure if it was a boy or girl because of the mask), then I frowned when I saw blood on his/her left arm. I offered to help him/her up. "Do you need help?" Pretty suspicious. Looks about...eighteen?

The kid nodded, ignoring my hand and gets up. "Follow me." I smiled. That kid was TALL! I was so scared to bop him on the head by accident that I kept my arm up. It was tiring.

I opened the door to let the kid in. He/She hesitated before going in. I pointed to the couch in the living room as I went to get the first aid kit. "Sit there."

When I returned, he (yes, he was a he) had taken off his mask and began to take off his black jacket. He winced every once in a while when he tried to pull his left arm out of his sleeve. I went to help him. He scooted to the far end of the couch.

So much for helping. He just sat there, applying iodine to his wound.

"Do you want to eat something?" I asked. He glared at me as if i would poison him. Then the unthinkable happened:

His stomach growled.

"Haa..." I tried not to laugh. Oh the irony. So I went to the kitchen to prepare something, I dropped a dish. *CRASH*

Oops. I thought as I heard footsteps upstairs.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Leon was holding a bat. "RIN! ARE YOU IN THE KITCHEN?"

"Yeah Leon, don't yell, your scaring the boy." I walked to the living room.

"What boy?" Leon lowered his bat and looked around. " Are you having hallucinations? All I see is you pigging yourself in the kitchen."

I cast him a glare, "Shut up." I walked to the couch at the corner and stood on it. Where is he? Was he really here? I looked around.

"Haha. Rin, don't bring me into your imaginary love life." Leon joked.

"Haha. Same here." I snickered. Leon glared at me. Huh? A drop landed on my forehead, I touched it. Blood? I don't know what made me do it, or why, but I looked up. The boy's legs were keeping him up by pushing on both sides of the wall, his right arm helped him stick to the corner, and his left arm was dangling (and no, he was not like Spiderman). He must have accidentally reopened his wound.

"Hey, come down, it's okay. I just dropped a plate." I comforted. I bounced off the couch as he released his grip on the wall. He bounced on the couch and sat still on it. Leon stared at him.

"I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Hopefully Leon and the boy became friends. Oh, wait, what was his name?

I looked back at them. They seemed to be having a staring contest, well, it looked like it. "Hey, What's your name?"

The boy, continued to stare at Leon muttered something.

"Huh? What's your name?" I stared.

"No stupid," Leon turned to face me, "He said 'Len' not 'what'."

"Well excuse me that the fact I couldn't hear his mumble." I retorted, "Anyway, how did you know? Are you just saying that because you want to name someone after you?" I gestured at the boy and Leon. They looked like each other.

"His mouth shaped the word 'Len'." Leon replied. 'Len' still stared at Leon. "I'm good at lip-reading."

"And yet, you can't get a girlfriend to last with you for at least a month." I rolled my eyes, and giggling. Leon shot a death glare at me. 'Len' turned his head as if the window was even more interesting. It was as if he realized nothing was there except houses and greenery, he looked back to Leon and brushed away some hair in his eyes.

I had two hairbands around my wrist. I went ahead and began to tie his hair up. He flinched and went stiff. After I was done, he touched the small ponytail on his head with interest. Len seemed comfortable with his new hairstyle, but he wasn't used to it. I returned to the kitchen, ahhh! My egg rolls!

After giving Len the egg roll (that came out perfectly~) on a plate and a banana, I decided on something.

"Hey Len!" He looked at me while cautiously eating his egg roll. "How about you live with us?"

Len paused, maybe he was surprised? The egg roll's contents dribbled down his chin and plopped on his plate.

Leon was staring in shock, "What?"