Hello again everyone! Here to report that I'm updating! Hehe, I got 4 reviews! *Smiles proudly* therefore I'll take the opportunity now to say thank you to all that reviewed! It motivated me so much so here it is~ Thank you so much as well for the positivism! It really boosted my confidence now! So THANK YOU SO MUCH AND FOR ALL THOSE WHO READ THIS STORY XD Also, I think that the first few chapters will not have any action... For now... *evil grin*

Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid or any of the songs in the story

WARNING:
- It will contain spoilers about the song so I suggest you watch these songs first:
- SOUNDLESS VOICE
- PROOF OF LIFE
- It's rated T for mild themes and language

Also, just want to make everyone aware that I haven't read over this chapter as I'm too tired so... there will be lots of mistakes and over-complicated stuff... =w=

Life Full of Oranges
Chapter 2: Some Oranges are too Sweet

Rin's POV

"Someone please help me right now." I begged to no one in particular while burying my head in my books while walking to the next lesson – or rather, the fourth period.

The past three hours had been a total nightmare, particularly when I had found out a truly horrific discovery. Remember that Len guy I talked about? Yeah, him. He has the same freaking timetable as mine! WE HAD PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING TOGETHER! Which also explained why he was following me to every class (seeing as he didn't really know his way around school).

What else that's worse is that because his name is inevitably similar to mine, I have to suffer being seat partners with him for the rest of school year… Hopefully, seat changes would place me away from him. Far away. In addition, the blond had been pestering me the whole time. I get that he's trying to be friends with me – which is sweet and all – but it's just rather frustrating when he attempts to talk to me every time. Now I'm targeted by the Len's Fangirl Army – A.K.A. LFA (yes, it has existed way before he transferred here).

What did I do to deserve this?

Is it because I'm lazy? Sarcastic? Or is it because life loves to see me suffer? Or maybe because I secretly ate all of Kaito's ice cream?

I moaned as I rubbed circles on my temple. During break, I was really glad that his fangirls kept him preoccupied and even now, at the end of the Maths class (which is equally boring) they prevented him from catching up to or walking with me – which I'm extremely thankful for. For once, I was grateful for the existence of rabid and over-protective fans.

Stares heeded me as I passed people in the corridor and I kept my unfriendly poise to ward off anyone who tries to talk to me. Whispers about me came up, mostly talking about how stupid I was despite my "book-wormish" looks (yes, they don't know I'm smart). Speaking of my fake stupidity, my teachers (other than those who are close to me which is by far only five of my teachers and know about me being a spy) also think I'm stupid since I purposefully flunk all my tests - which is technically sleeping through the whole thing or maybe writing stupid answers like 'What is absolute zero? Zero'. (In case you don't know or ain't old enough, absolute zero is when the temperature reached its limit (-273°C) because the molecules don't have any kinetic energy. That's physics for ya. We all learn something new every day, folks, and one more interesting fact is that one day that Len guy will one day be the death of me because of stress.) Again, so that no one knows about me.

My footsteps' echoes lost themselves along with the other unintentional instruments such as the mutterings of voices and the variety of rhythmic footsteps, creating an incoherent tune. Seconds passed by quickly and at I hastened my walking speed to where no one was before bursting into running to make sure Len wouldn't actually catch up with me. I quickly crossed the corridor before racing down the stairs to the third floor (maths is on the fourth floor) to where my destination was. Seeing people as I climbed the steps, I briskly stopped my running and instead toned it down back to my original walking speed.

Upon finally arriving in front of my destination where a normal white door presented itself to me and a signboard hanging room hanging from a rod-shaped metal. The word 'Music Room' was written big and bold on the hanging piece. I smiled to myself a bit before going inside. Music has been one of the few lessons I actually enjoyed since it was really fun. Some people in my class were actually good at it and music is one of my secret hobbies that I like to do, going so far as to even teaching myself how to play piano and guitar.

Also, another reason was because my class don't really bother me and were actually cool people. You could say that some of them were close to being what I call 'friends'. Everyone gets along pretty well in the class and didn't care about your appearance or what. Well, at least most (unless there was some super cool looking guy maybe). I was hesitant at first but I gradually warmed up to them a tiny bit, particularly our hilarious teacher Mr Kamui – our eggplant teacher who has abnormally long purple hair and strange obsessions with the purple plant.

I quickly opened the door, my hand's body heat transferring to the cold surface of the handle and I was met with a loud burst of 'welcome's and 'good morning's. I looked up unsurprised but with a small smile and greeted them back. The girl who had helped me by closing the curtains from first period was also there and had beamed at me. I could also spot a guy with short teal hair looking at me. He looks a lot like Miku and you probably won't see the difference between them if you had made the guy wear long hair extensions. They're even the same age with the same birthday (this guy repeated a year after demanding to stay in the same year for some reason despite having good grades and yet purposefully failing the last). However, he does not seem one bit related to her but eh, coincidences always happen.

"Hey, Rinka." He waved his hand.

"Hello, Mikuo," I replied (even his name is similar, isn't it a bit creepy?), acknowledging him before walking towards my seat which was just right in front of the grand piano located on the front of the room (just located right to the left of the board). Also, might I mention that there are no tables? What can I say? I'm guessing it's for free space.

This was the only place where I could actually be a bit of myself but I'm pretty sure I'd have to keep up my icy wall when Len comes.

Speak of the devil. The blond guy appeared by the door panting and his hair a bit messy. I'm guessing he was running away from his fans or something. Kudos to him for getting his way around here and to this very music room. At his presence, though, people were gasping in surprise, particularly a certain teal-headed boy. Confusion filled the air and Len was about to say something when Mikuo interrupted.

"Wait… Aren't you...?" Mikuo asked, standing up from his chair.

"…Len Kagamine? Yes." Len blinked and I rolled my eyes when a bunch of people started catching their breath. Typical same reaction as usual.

"Dude, it's me!" Teal eyes suddenly recovered from their previous shock and Mikuo pointed towards his face, "Mikuo! Hagene Mikuo!"

Now it was the blond's turn to get shocked before squinting his eyes at the guy, "What… Hang on a sec…" His eyes widened before pointing, "You're Mikuo?! You mean, that Mikuo?"

Hmm, interesting.

"Oh wow," The tealet walked over towards where Len was before raising his hand and slapping the younger one's back playfully, "How long has it been since I last saw you, buddy? Six years, no?"

Len's face lit up brightly and was practically radiating that irritating innocence he gives off, "Just… This is… Amazing!" Blue eyes twinkled with delight as he fisted Mikuo's fist upon the older male raising his own, "I can't believe it! I've missed you so much!"

"The feeling's mutual, Len. It's been a long time after all since you made it big in the celebrity world."

Despite Mikuo's cheeky grin, Len's smile faltered at the last sentence the taller male had spoken and I paid attention to their conversation – which came up out of nowhere, "Sorry… I didn't mean to-"

Somehow Len looked like a lost puppy with his ponytail slumped, a frown plastered on his face and his eyes turning watery which created an effect of being more sparkly. You can even imagine him having dog ears and a tail which was drooping. It had such a huge impact that even Mikuo's cheerfulness kinda damped a bit. There was a moment of silence as people had looks of pity on him and some taking pictures with curious questions about the two's relationship from before dissipating.

"Aw, don't worry!" Mikuo piped up, quickly recovering. He then ruffled Len's already messy hair, "Rather than being angry, I was more proud. And still am! You made such a huge achievement, Len!"

Len looked up at Mikuo hopeful before grinning as well.

Heart-warming? Yes. Sickeningly sweet? That, too.

Some girls again fangirled and kept taking pictures to which I had to close my eyes to stop getting blinded by those stupid camera flashes. I resisted the urge to beat those girls up with fancy skills. Even if this class was cool and all, there are some who really do get on my nerves.

*cough*Fangirls.*cough*

"That's enough!" A deep male voice boomed in the room and all attention was placed towards the door where there stood a man who had long purple hair tied into a high ponytail just behind the two boys who sent apologetic looks, "And you, Mr. Kagamine. I get that it's a reunion with an old classmate but right now is not the time. However, please do sit down. I'll let you go since it's your first day here."

Wow, I love Gakupo. (And no, not romantically.)

"Sorry…" They both pardoned themselves.

They then made their way to their seats with the class scrambling for their seats.

Mr. Kamui then confidently yet elegantly moved across the room from the door and onto the desk located next to the grand piano, "Now, as you all know we have a new classmate," He nodded towards Len (was that a perverted look right now from the teacher? Eh, never mind), "And second of all, for today's lesson, I've decided to just lay back a bit for our new student's first day."

Everyone cheered in response while I smiled a bit to myself.

"So, is there anyone who would like to showcase their talents on this great piano?" The purple-head smirked while pointing a hand to the large ebony instrument. The class immediately quietened – of course since the great Len Kagamine is here. They didn't want to look like a laughing stock in front of the world's number one singer.

Mr Kamui sighed and was about to take back what he said when our Len here raised his hand. I huffed, barely even surprised. After all, he is a popular sensational singer.

The whole class almost immediately agreed despite our teacher's reasoning that it was Len's first day. He gave up, and Len stood up from his seat towards the piano. And just in case, people whipped out their phones again to begin recording the special performance. Not that I minded. Actually, I was a bit excited since I've never heard his voice before. Another reason is that I'd be hearing him sing for once and also without stupid auto tuning they blatantly use in the musical world.

Seeing as this was quite rare as the singer was actually giving us a private concert, I secretly took my phone out to record from under the chair.

Sitting down on the piano seat and adjusting it to fit his standards, he gently raised the piano lid revealing beautifully laid out keys of glistening ivory and ebony. Ah, I've always loved pianos – they're just so gorgeous and their sound is just heavenly!

Len touched the keys carefully as if it was something fragile before placing his fingers to the starting notes of whatever he was about to play. No sounds were heard and everyone held their breaths. I waited expectantly.

He then breathed in before starting to play the notes of the song. And oh sweet oranges did it just sound so…

...actually amazing...

The key he played was definitely in D Major and each one he pressed on would come out beautifully. His fingers landed on each key gracefully with skill as each note followed the other with so much feeling. It made me feel… Ethereal. At peace yet somehow a painful feeling had presented itself in my heart. It reminded me of a feeling of regret. Not only that, but it reminded me of snow.

Snow is beautiful, but they don't last forever. They look pretty as they fall from the sky but we all forget that they what their destined fate and doom is - to melt when in contact with the ground, forever disappearing even when you try to grasp at it. That's what it reminded me of. And look at me, going all poetic that something about this is making me messed up.

The atmosphere in the class changed as all stares paid heed to Len's playing and even Mr Kamui had a starstruck look on his face.

But that wasn't what mattered.

Len had gasped for air before he opened his mouth, and everything changed.

An airy yet gentle soprano had sounded out from his mouth as everyone's eyes were stuck completely onto his playing form. Even I was dumbfounded. His voice is really attractive, it was a high pitch yet at the same time low enough to sound – it was a perfect tone with a hint of gentleness and yet a melancholic emotion. It's the kind of voice that's so alluring and just pulls you in and traps you forever in its bewitching at the same time angelic vortex of sound (oh for oranges' sake, do I have to keep doing this?).

"Seijaku ga machi wo
tsutsumu yoru ni
Furisosogu shiro
Kazashita tenohira ni
Fureta shunkan ni toketeku
Hakanai hitokakera

Oto mo naku tsumoru
Hikari wo atsumete kimi wa warau
Ima donna oto?"

I felt vibrations as his voice rang out louder. I could practically feel shivers as I continued listening on, hoping that my recording would catch the audio as perfect as it is live. Is this what he sounds like in all his recorded songs? Or has it been lost?

"Kotaetatte kimi wa
Mou nani mo kikoenai

Kurushii tte itte kure yo
Sabishii tte itte kure yo
Mukae ni iku donna tokoro e mo...
Ikanai de yo doko e mo
Oitekanai de...
Bokura zutto futari de hitotsu darou...?"

He then went on to what I assume to be the chorus because his voice became louder and more powerful – continuation of his emerging last question. His piano playing became even harsher and violent as if he was actually experiencing the death of one he loved. Every word he spoke was another grip to the heart and I felt like I could actually tear up. The words… It had a story behind it… It felt like he was talking about someone he loved dearly but had slipped away from him. Argh, why am I feeling this way?!

"Furitsumoru yuki to tomo ni
Kiete yuku kimi wo
Dakishimeru koto shika dekinai yo
Kanau nara mou ichido dake
Kimi no koe ga kikitai
Mou ichido tada ichido take...
Yonde yo..."

Len's voice had softened down almost like a whisper and yet it only pained my heart.

"Utsurotte samayou hitomi ni
Utsutta hitoshizuku
Hai-iro no sekai
Tomatta mama yuki dake ga sotto
Furisosogu."

And his voice becomes gentle again before exploding into that powerful burst again – so full of passion and emotion. Desperate, his voice started to shout a bit as if he had been building up all that emotion inside of him for too long and was only letting it out now.

"Tsumetaku natteiku yo
Modoranai sono koe
Tokeau koto mo yurusarenai
Ore no koe wo kiite yo mata waratte yo...
Namida sae karehate
Kimi no koto tokasenai..."

"Kanau nara kono koe
Subete ubaisatte
Itoshii hito e to ataete kudasai
Kimi ga inai sekai ni tada hitori
Nokosareru no nara
Kono mama... isshoni...
Kuchiteiku yo."

His voice goes to a higher pitch by the chorus and he sounds like he's practically screaming and I feel my eyes going watery – no song had ever made me this emotional since a long time ago. Yet he sang the last line so gently and so inaudible as if he was really hurting inside. He stops singing in order to play an instrumental to play the notes in a slow speed yet filled with many ornaments. At this moment did I realised that I was too caught up in his singing and shook my head to snap out of it.

Unfortunately, the blond had to open his mouth again and captivate me once more. Hey now, even I didn't expect this! Well, maybe you have... But what can you say when you do have a genius singer in the same room as you and you've doubted them your whole life.

"Aishiteru tada sore sae
Ienai mama towa ni
Tozasarete yuku
Kimi to no sekai
Sakende mo todokanai yo
Kimi no koe wa mou inai"

His voice becomes soft again before pausing.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

A surprising shout resounded from him – which was kinda attractive in a way, not that I like it – and the same tone used through the rest of the chorus.

"Furitsumoru yuki yo
Douka furitsuzukete zutto
Kono mama subete ubaisatte yo
Hakanai koe no inochigoto
Kakikeshite subete."

He ended with his last words – barely like a whisper.

"Shiroku…"

And he played a few more bars of sad notes on the piano which only lead to the room being silent, not a single noise being made.

I gasped realising I had been holding my breath and another due to the fact that a single tear escaped my eye. I quickly rubbed them off with my sleeve in order to hide them and stopping the recording to shove the phone in my pocket.

Len reluctantly got off the seat and was about to apologise (perhaps because he thought he put on a lame show due to the silent response) when Mr Kamui started clapping. There were still wet streaks across his cheek from crying. Everyone else recovered from Len's performance – sadly it was only a few minutes – and started clapping along. Most were shocked and some were sobbing. Still, that didn't stop the wolf whistles and compliments from being thrown at the singer.

"Well done, Len!" The teacher cried tears of joy, "That was simply spectacular! Amazing! No words can describe how beautifully touching your performance was!"

I have to admit, I was actually amazed too. I never really expected him to be that good to the point that even fangirls aren't screaming but rather actually respecting the song. The song was really, really good and… Whatever the eggplant teacher said. Even the meaning behind his words was really emotional and so… Lonely.

Feeling like he deserves some credit especially for making me kind of tear up and going mentally insane for somehow being poetic like Shakespeare, I clapped quietly. Len was blushing from all the compliments with his hand rubbing the back of his neck and nervously smiling, "T-thanks guys! Glad you liked it." He then grinned childishly, "It's a new song I recently made… It's called 'Soundless Voice' and it's coming out soon so I'm grateful that you all like it – makes me a bit more confident."

Again, cue the fangirling.

And then add in an interrupting eggplant teacher. "That, my class," Mr Kamui proudly raised his arms up while looking up to the heavens, "is how you perform! Full of emotion! Passionate! And simply of imperfect perfections! Which is why I'm going to have you write me a set of lyrics that are as touching as Kagamine's!"

The class groaned and I internally face-palmed knowing full well that even I can't avoid this. Other homework like maths and stuff are fine, but when it comes to Music, our eggplant teacher takes things seriously and gives punishments worse than just detention - quality time with him. Unless you're into him, other than that, it's a complete nightmare.

"Oh, and I'll have you write an accompaniment along with it and perform your songs to me next week! You can work in pairs!"

The last part about 'partners' did not exactly help as more groans filled the room. I only stared at Len who had gone back to his seat and a look of pleasantness on his face. However, when his celestial eyes met my hidden ones, I quickly turned my head around as to show no regards to him. Shivering, I felt his piercing yet confused stare as if he could look right through me and understand my mixed emotions and real self. I relaxed immediately when I felt it go away.

Minutes had passed after our teacher started rambling on how perfect Len's performance was as well as telling us how to write a song. I could only pretend to listen with interest while in reality, I was extremely bored. I didn't really care and instead, the song kept coming up in my mind. I don't know why, but somehow it stuck to my thoughts. Never did this happen to me – at least not to any songs other than the ones Rinto and my parents used to make. In addition, the song just kept itching at me. The more I hear it, the more I feel that itching pain at my stupid chest and the more I keep getting reminded of his eyes that looked so despairingly and longingly. There and then, 45 minutes passed.

Those 45 minutes were spent well by me when I decided to write lyrics and the background music intended for it. The whole thing was inspired by Len's song and is written as a sort of response to his – or rather, the girl's point of view before she dies. Or maybe after she dies I'm not sure. I'll leave it up to your interpretation. The accompaniment was also made to match Len's with a similar way his was played and used the same instruments as him.

It was actually really fun and made me think a lot more from a different perspective as I had to try and think how I would feel if I was in a situation close to death.

Humming the notes on my paper softly, I never noticed that class had already ended. The wake-up call of the school's bell nearly made me jump until I realised when students started getting up from their seats and the teacher shouting about homework. I sighed, yet I felt like I've achieved something: mainly finishing a song.

'I should really try playing this after school,' I thought to myself giddily as a bubbly feeling welled up in my heart.

My expressions contrasted my inner feelings, the unemotional poker face still present like a cat hissing in danger to avoid showing fear. Yet no one cared. I stood up to pack my things and couldn't help but overhear conversations. People around me were excitedly talking to each other and I laughed to myself secretly upon hearing a girl's joke – it was hilariously bad. Hey, eavesdropping is fine here, too.

I was about to close my bag when I felt a presence near me.

"What do you want?" I barked with hostility. I didn't even need to look up to know who it was. After all, there was only one person in this school right now who's bugging me and trying to talk to me (other than this class).

The presence froze and I decided to just look the guy eye to eye. I clearly did not learn my last lesson last time because before I knew it, I was pulled into those shiny, sparkling sea coloured pebbles again. I quickly snapped out of it and stomped on my foot to stop myself getting lost into those eyes again while yelping in pain.

Len fidgeted a bit before he offered a kind and nervous smile, showing off his pearly whites.

"Well…" He started, darting his eyes away from mine before looking back at me and scratching his cheek, "Kiyoteru said that you'd show me around school. But since I couldn't really have time to talk to you, I was wondering…" He looked back at me while biting his lip, "If you could show me around now?"

Scoffing, I folded my arms – I didn't exactly have the intention of being friendly with a singer.

"Why don't you ask Mikuo? Or your fangirls?" I directed his attention to the fangirls closely watching him from the doorway.

My answer made him feel taken aback before his face lit up with… Interest?

When he didn't answer, I grabbed my bag before proceeding to walk away. Honestly, I didn't want to waste my time waiting for him. I pushed past the group of girls by the door who threw me a dirty look. I swear if looks could actually be a superpower and be able to kill then these girls would have been roasted chickens by now for my own glares passed their danger level by a mile.

"Don't even think of getting close to him, Kamine!" One of them hissed – a tall girl with really long, light brown hair.

I rolled my eyes before leaving them. I don't have intentions of getting close to him. Suppose I do feel bad for abandoning and refusing Len, but I think he should honestly really just go with Mikuo or another girl. Seriously, I have enough on my shoulders with spy work and acting and I really didn't need more girls paying closer attention to me now that he's trying to strike up a conversation. Plus, I don't need another friend. Miku and everyone else in my agency are enough for me – after all, they are capable by themselves.

Silently walking to the outside garden of this school, I clenched my bag in frustration. I'm seriously going to get a migraine! Why? Because a certain blond is following me. Do they think I'm stupid or what? Can I just say that I can hear their footsteps AND, might I add, I'm a spy! Not that they know of course…

I sped up my pace so that I could leave him in the dust but only ended up getting annoyed when the other does the same. I completely forgot that this guy is also a dancer and an athlete despite being on the skinny side (though that only accounted for his natural, overall charm). Formulating a little idea in my head with a lightbulb clicking on, I started walking even faster which – to my delight – the footsteps does the same. When I was sure they weren't going to be able to react so quickly from a sudden change of direction due to speed, I abruptly stopped right there and then causing the singer behind me to crash into me. I heard a thud follow suit along with a yelp.

I turned around to inspect the singer who sat on the floor, blinking as I seethed in anger. He better thank the oranges that I wasn't going to kill him right there and then. If not, then there will be consequences.

"I-I can explain!" The boy said in defence as if sensing my murderous intent, waving his hands.

"Ten seconds." I counted through gritted teeth. I was not in the mood, "Ten… Nine..."

Upon hearing this, he quickly explained, "I just wanted you to really show me around school!"

I stared at him blankly before sighing in defeat. Dear oranges, this guy is so persistent.

"Fine." I mumbled and he started smiling in relief, "We'll eat lunch first, though. I hope you have your own." He quickly flashed his lunch box to me with pride. I snorted to myself; like that's an achievement.

I continued my way to go outside with Len hastily catching up to me. I kept walking until I passed through the doorway and my feet stopped once we were just below a tree and before a picnic table. Placing myself on the picnic table's bench that sat underneath the tree, I pulled out my own lunch while putting my bag underneath the table. My stomach grumbled hungrily so I started unwrapping the cloth that surrounded it and prayed quickly before opening the actual box. As I did so, Len gazed at my neatly placed food inside the plastic container with the smell of my delicious lunch floating in the air. I couldn't see why not?

"Whoa," He said as he sat down in front of me on the opposite bench, "Did you make that yourself?"

Seeing his own lunch opened, I can spot a variety of food to pick from; white, fluffy jasmine rice, deep-fried breaded chicken with the sweet sauce and not the curry's, cooked salmon that was wrapped in soy sauce and more. I blinked sensing that he must've made his too but did not further take action upon my curiosity.

I merely nodded in silence, and then picked up my chopsticks to start eating starting with my sausage while savouring the salty taste. And then my mind drifted off to the thought of having to attend this school for the rest of this year… Why is life so bad?

"So… You eat here a lot?" He asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

I didn't answer.

"…"

"Nice place." He commented, "I like it."

I kept focusing on my food.

"…"

And the awkward silence came back.

Before I knew it, Len and I had finished our lunch and were now eating fruits. I was peeling an orange while staring at Len curiously, who was now munching on a banana. He immediately noticed my watchful eyes.

"…Banana?" I asked quietly and warily, one eyebrow raised. Len picked up my question as I popped an orange piece into my mouth, letting the juicy and sweet flavour explode on my taste buds. He seemed to be surprised at my sudden initiation of a conversation.

"Hey, it's my favourite!" Len defended, "Besides," He gestured towards my fruit, "why oranges?"

"Same way you like bananas," I muttered uncomfortably, not really liking how we were kinda getting to know each other.

The guy looked at me in fascination and in a split second, alarms rang off inside my mind warning me that I'm getting a bit too close and my mask is in the possibility of fading. Most importantly, with Len Kagamine too! Thus, I hurriedly closed my lunch box before shoving it into my bag. The blond stopped eating his banana in astonishment.

I then stood up and started to walk away. Len was confused before I turned around blankly by the doorway, "Aren't we going on a tour?" I asked matter-of-factly, my face not showing emotion.

Len mirrored my actions from before and quickly jogged to my side and nodded eagerly. Again, I turned to face the direction we were headed while smirking.

Oh be prepared, dear Len, for the Ultimate, Most-Boring Tour ever!

A few Hours Later…

School ended just like that. I sighed as I recalled what had happened on the tour.

"And this is the gym." I plainly stated, "Used for sports."

Len's eyes seemed to twinkle in delight as he excitedly exclaimed, "That's so cool! It's so big as well! I can't wait to play sports here." He grinned boyishly.

Inside, I felt like my heart beat up quickly at the sight of the grin but I dismissed it off as just a typical feeling girls usually felt around him. I waved him off before asking him a question that I would come to thank myself later for.

"Do you like dancing? If so, this is not a great place to do it in." Saying this, I gestured to the floor which was fine despite my comment.

The blond nodded his head.

"Yeah, I like dancing." He smiled, "Why isn't it a great place, though? I think it's fine."

I sighed, saying the first word that came to mind, "Fangirls."

Upon saying that, Len started laughing. Though I was simply just standing there, not able to see what was so funny, the blond continued doubling over. I was really confused, what did I just say that's so funny? He's such a weird guy.

However, when he was laughing a bunch of fangirls seemingly passed by the door and noticed that Len was laughing. Apparently. After that, well… let's just say the gym was filled with girls and Len got, just maybe, a tiny bit squashed.

I, on the other hand, left silently and went on my way to next class.

The tour somehow ended up becoming easier and ended earlier for me when the fangirls swept him away for the rest of lunch – he better thank me that I managed to show him the most crucial rooms being his own classrooms.

We were now here in homeroom with Len unable to talk to me from the past two periods due to fangirls swarming around him like bees attracted to honey. I'm actually thankful for that since now I don't have to deal with his attempts to become friends.

Currently, Hiyama was taking the afternoon register (he already passed my name). I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I stared into the wall next to me and Len's piercing gaze burning into the back of my head. I still wonder why he's trying to be friendly with me. But then again, he is Len. Charming, sweet, friendly, kind, handsome and annoying as hell to top it all off.

The bell rang for the fourth time but this time signalling the end of the day. Finally, the dreaded day is over.

People started getting up and leaving and from the corner of my eye, I could see Tei hogging an uncomfortable Len.

Poor guy.

I ignored the both of them, but as I was about to leave, Hiyama called for me.

"Kamine, can you stay for a bit?" He asked to which I nodded to. I understood why I needed to stay behind and also because I needed to give him a piece of my mind after the whole ordeal of seating Len next to me.

Group by group, the class filed out with Len being last who kept glancing back at me over his shoulder (but was dragged off by Tei). When the classroom was finally quiet and empty – saved for the two of us – he finally started to talk.

"Abou-"

"You know I'm still angry." I interrupted, growling intimidatingly.

However, the glasses guy waved it off, "Yeah, yeah. It was an order from Meiko so what can you do?"

I looked at him dejectedly understanding that if he hadn't done it, he'd get serious punishment. My expression then morphed into one of boredom, my expression telling him to get straight to the point.

"Anyway, uh…" He continued, "There's a new mission for tomorrow." He then pulled up his sleeve to reveal an advanced-looking watch with a modern interface. Despite it looking like a regular watch, it was anything but regular. In fact, it's a really futuristic tool only spies in my agency have and is so complicated that only one person knows how to manufacture it. I have one too, but I left it at home today.

Hiyama pressed on the surface of his watch and it turned from an analogue watch to a menu in which he clicks on an icon. The action then led to a hologram appearing in front of them and a bunch of windows came out of thin air. One mainly focused on a bunch of pictures and another was showing a map.

"Our new mission is rather is and it's this," He pointed towards a picture of a beautiful young girl, her red hair styled into two twin drills, "This girl is being targeted by a gang. The mission is to follow this girl and protect her from the men – oh, and they said use any kind of force if necessary. According to the files, this girl's name is Teto Kasane and is known to be holding her father – the President of Kasane Co. – secret files. No one knows what they could be, but Kasane said that the gang targeting her probably knows. So in short, protect the girl and the files."

I sighed knowing that this mission would be quiet easy as long as I don't befriend the girl. Seriously, these missions were too easy. I then nodded at Hiyama with approval, "Got it. Did Rinto get it too?"

The older male nodded, "Yeah, I told your brother via lunch. Oh!" He exclaimed as if forgetting something, "And can you wait for me? I have to do a bit of work. It'll just be half an hour I promise." He closed the hologram in case anyone else sees it.

I eyed him. I was still pretty upset that he's trying to set me up to become friends with Len, but nevertheless, I promised him as long as he bought me a month's worth of oranges.

He then quickly thanked me before leaving the classroom. Now I'm all alone. Moving from my spot, I exited the classroom before thinking of what I should do to waste time. That's when an idea hit me.

The song!

I grinned before making my way to the music room, my brown wig slightly shifting out of place so I had to adjust it. Upon entering the room, I opened my bag to get the paper I wrote on during music before I threw the bag violently on the teacher's desk and aimed for the piano seat.

I pulled the seat back to my desired distance before sitting down and getting comfortable. Once feeling relaxed, I gently lifted the lid protecting the keys before gazing at the mix of black and white.

Positioning myself correctly and placing my right foot on the pedal, I breathed in and started to play, the notes coming to me.

Len's POV

"Leeeeeeeeen~"

Not daring to look behind me, I quickly ran for my life. It's only been the first day and already I have fangirls on my tail. I never expected myself to be this popular and for fans to be handful to even be with. I mean, I'm alright with them but I just wish they wouldn't swarm me every time. Like that girl with the white hair and red eyes. I think her name was Tay Sookoneh? Tey? Tei Sukone or something… She was clinging on to me every time I saw her and she seemed strangely obsessed with me. I was clearly aggravated as I sighed heavily. At least fanboys-

"Leeeen!" A deep voice between squealing and seriousness shouted and I see purple amongst the girls. I spotted a few more boys and I facepalmed.

I take back what I said.

Their screams made me run harder and quickly go around the corner. That's when I spotted an opened locker. Debating in my mind, I quickly decided to use the idea and dashed for the opened door. Thank goodness it was empty.

I held the door close but somehow a bit open just in case I'd get trapped in. Peeking silently through the lines of the door, my body's tension disappeared as I relaxed myself when they passed me – still thinking I went a certain way. Sighing in relief, I left the locker once making sure no one was there and bolted towards the fourth room. I needed to head to the music room to practice my new songs in preparation for an album.

Once I had arrived in front of the door, I reached for the door handle. However, I stopped instantaneously when I heard a piano playing. Who in the world was there before me? What's more was that it sounded similar to my own song that I played to a class earlier, yet so different. In spite of the thought, I closed my eyes to listen to the piano being played skilfully and tenderly. It sounded so beautiful that I didn't even notice that I was just standing in front of the door for a few seconds. That's when I was snapped out of reality when a voice began to join along with the instrument.

"Fuyu wo tsugeru kaze no koe ni
Mimi wo katamuke furueru karada
Tonari ni iru anata no iki
Shiroku natte
Samusou."

Shock filled my body as I heard the voice. Can I just say that it sounded heavenly? And I promise that I'm saying this from the bottom my heart when I say that it's way better than eating bananas. It was high-pitched – belonging to a female – and it sounded like bells ringing or rather – like a goddess sounds more like a fitting description. Curiosity filled my thoughts. I really wanted to know who was singing, so desperately, I made up my mind and decided to peek in.

I opened the door slightly and looked into the glass trying to figure who it was singing. I would usually leave, but the voice compelled me to see who it was. I had to know who it was! That's when my eyes widened when the figure was revealed to me, her eyes closed as she kept focusing on playing the piano.

"Kotoshi mo mata inochi wa kare hate
Yagate kuru haru wo machi wa biru
Inochi no rensa wo
kiki nagara
Mebuite yuku hikari no naka de"

I spot those familiar brown locks of hair tied into a ponytail with a white ribbon and those familiar dark glasses that was covering her own muddy eyes. She didn't seem to notice me since she seemed to absorbed in her song. Yet, I couldn't help but stare in awe. She sang so beautifully, her voice was melodious and gentle and sounded like a lullaby. That's when I realised… her words. They sounded like it was about a girl dying – as if it could've been a response to my own song. My eyes widened as I listened further in curiosity and perhaps, in my heart, I knew I was right.

"Kuchi de yuku sadame to
Wakatte nao tsuyoku
Iki shite ita iyo utatte itai

Watashi ni mo nani ka
nokoseru to ii na
Watashi ga iki ta
inochi no
akashi wo…"

At this moment, I couldn't believe that I was seeing the same person. Was this really the Rinka Kamine I tried to talk to today? It was so different; she was so much more emotional and the Rinka I knew was cold and emotionless. One who pushed me away and left me confused. Yet here she was singing with so much passion and emotion. I observed the brunette with admiration.

"Kanashii uta ni wa shitaku nai yo
Nee onegai ima kono toki dake wa
Waratte itai yo… anata no yoko de
Yasashii uta wo utatte itai"

The instrumental becomes faster and more dramatic with her fingers quickly sliding across the keys at a fast pace before calming down again and I felt my heart race… It felt as if someone close to me had indeed disappeared. As if I was actually listening to a girl dying and her only last wish was to be happy with me. My eyes turned watery at the thought and I felt my heart breaking into a million pieces.

"Ikudo me ka no fuyu wo koete
Yatto kizuita kono kimochi wa
Tsugeru koto wa deki nakatta kedo
Kokoro wa itsumo tsunagatte ita yo ne"

After that last word, I somehow got into the tune and strangely knew what she would sing next. The next move I did surprise me – I sang. I had bravely revealed my cover of being behind the door and began to sing along using the words of my own song.

"Kurakute mienai yo…" She sang singing high.

"Kurushii tte itte kure yo," I had also sung along with her causing her jump at my voice, widening her eyes and hesitating but she kept on singing. Maybe because she didn't want to stop or maybe because my eyes were telling her to keep on going. The rest of the verse, she had allowed me to sing along and I couldn't help but think how our voices melded along together so well. My voice harmonised with hers and it felt like we were in another world of our own. The next thing I knew; she was allowing me to sing the last few verses of my songs with hers.

(A/N: Okay, formatting will be confusing here unless you read this note XD. Here, "…" represents Rin's singing parts while ("…") represents Len's who is also singing simultaneously along with Rin). As you probably guessed, lyrics are in italics. So this is just to avoid confusion (even if it's painful to look at, I had to do it…)

"Nani mo kikoe nai yo…"
("Sabishii tte itte kure yo")
"Kowai yo…"
("Mukae ni iku")
"Kurushii yo…"
("donna toko e mo ...")
"Sabishii yo…"
("Ikanaide yo doko e mo")

"Nani mo kamo subete ga"
("Oite'kanai de ...")
"Kiete yuku naka de"
("Bokura zutto")
"Anata no egao dake ga"
("futari de hitotsu darō ...?")
"Ima kienai…"

My thoughts drifted off as I was so absorbed into singing my lyrics to hers and despite not rehearsing these songs together – not even once, our lyrics matched each other's so much. During this, I unconsciously walked towards her and leaned onto the piano, singing to her. Every note we sang fit together so well and I could feel like I was on top of the world with just the both of us. We were both trying to sing our hearts out – as if competing with one another on who can sing the better.

"Yasashii uta wo utatte ite ne"
("Furitsumoru yuki to tomo ni kiete yuku")
"Kodoku na sekai ni tsutsumarete mo"
("kimi o dakishimeru koto shika dekinai yo")

"Zutto soba ni iru yo wasure nai de ne"
("Kanau nara mō ichido dake kimi no koe ga kikitai")
"Anata wa itsumo."

We both then looked at each other for a split second and sang in unison, "Hitori ja nai yo."

It just felt so natural and all he words seemed to be flowing out of my mouth. The instrumental once again became gentle and in the moment where she began to sing again, I stopped singing as I concluded that I wanted to hear her sing some more on her own and because I felt as if it wasn't my turn to sing along yet.

"Sabishiku nai yo anata ga iru
Dakishimete kureru atatakai te de
Kikoe nai keredo tsutawatte iru yo
Fureta yubisaki kara…"

Her voice relaxed me for some odd reason. Maybe because it sounded so lovingly and thankful, but regret was there, too. Fear and sadness remained along, blanketed by her kind tone. She allowed me to sing 'I love you' as if she knew it was included in my lyrics and I was planning to sing it, too. I quickly yet slowly sung them, "aishiteru- "

"…tte." She finished off before continuing on as I sang along with her.

"Kanashii uta ni wa shitaku nai yo"
("Hakanai inochi wa ten ni nobori")
"Nee onegai ima kono toki dake wa"
("tokete yuku yuki no shiro ni somaru")
"Waratte itai yo anata to tomo ni"
("Nani mo nokaranai yo tamashii sae")
"Yasashii uta wo,"
("Nani mo ka mo ...")

My voice contrasted hers – mine was of desperation and obvious guilt while hers was more frail and hopeful yet somehow knowingly. Again, as if I knew the words, we both sang together once more,

"utatte itai,
Anata ni sasagetai setsubetsu no uta."

And then I left Rinka alone to sing her last few words as the piano gradually changed to a quieter diminuendo. Her playing sounded as if she was losing her strength as if she was slowly losing her life too. My heart panged at this thought and soon enough, her playing became gentle and slow again much to her faster playing in the middle of the song.

"Saigo ni tsutaetai yo,"

She closed her eyes while I kept mine locked on her. I don't know what I expected, but she did not smile at all. In place, on her face, was a softer expression as she haltingly sang the last word.

"Arigatou."

When the song had ended, we were both still in our places and were both huffing from the performance. Our eyes locked with one another and our stares held on for so long that I didn't even catch myself staring at her until she turned away. I coughed awkwardly, yet the adrenaline from singing together was still there. I couldn't help the smile practically making its way to my face as the corner of my lips moved upwards.

"That was-" Before I could say anything, the noise of clapping interrupted me and also caused me and Rinka to flinch.

The purple-haired teacher, who was chasing me along with the girls stood by the doorway from where I had come from, was smiling brightly as he clapped loudly. Again, tears were streaming down his face just as he did when I sang my song in front of everyone. Where did he come from?!

"Splendid!" He cried in joy as he finished my sentence, shaking his head while still clapping, "Simply too splendid! A work of art, you two!" He beamed, "Wow, it'd be great if you two paired up together. You must simply just do that!" The teacher then looked at Rin, "And I must say! I've never expected such skill, Kamine. Your voice was simply divine! Oh well, I'll leave you two to yourselves now." He winked suggestively at us before walking out while laughing heartily.

I stood there awkwardly, finding myself staring at the way he had just gone out of. Still, I quickly snapped out of my daze and turned towards the girl who sang along with me now reverted back to her old self. Let's just say, she wasn't exactly a pocket of sunshine.

She quickly closed the lid of the piano and then passed me to grab her bag from the teacher's desk, completely ignoring me. As she walked towards the teacher's desk in a hurry, I saw a piece of paper left behind on the piano stand. I picked it up to see that it was the song Rinka was playing and most likely wrote herself. On the top of the paper was the title – Proof of Life. I chuckled a bit at how that song contrasted mine and then I saw just below it that it said, "Inspired by Len Kagamine's Soundless Voice". I felt myself blush and looked up at Rinka who was already walking away. My red face faded back to its original state.

"Rinka, hang on a sec! Your-" I was about to give it to her when something in the paper caught my eye and shocked me. It left me in a daze before I shook myself back to reality and realised I still had to give it to her even if there was something on the paper that surprised me.

"Wait!" I called but she only looked back at me with a glare before running outside.

When she ran off, I only remained in the music room as I slumped onto the piano seat tiredly. I just had too many questions racing in my head to run after her such as, 'Why had she been hiding her talent?', 'Why is she so closed off?', 'Why doesn't she like to talk to me?'.

But there were was one question left that etched itself into my brain:

'Who's 'Rin Sakine'?'

And cliffhangerrrrrr! Well... not really. Wow, Len found out her name quickly... Oh well XD First day, first time finding everything~ But jeez, everything turned out cheesy. I didn't know how to not sound cheesy when describing it...

Anyways, FF decided to log me out so now it's the second time I had to rewrite the whole of my author's notes. *curses* So, just wanted to say that this chapter took AGES! I spent hours writing this darn chapter so I didn't have time to check over mistakes so please forgive me!

On a brighter note, please, please check out Soundless Voice and Proof Of Life (if you haven't. But then again, is there anyone who hasn't watched it yet?), they are amazing! Also, check out Endless Wedge - I feel as if it's sadder to me than the other two XD

I also suggest searching up Soundless Voice Kagamine Len v4x! It's seriously so good and Len sounds awesome!

EDIT 27.04.2016: Forgot to add that you should also listen to Endless Wedge - the third song in the series XDD I forgot to mention that since I was so tired... But seriously! Listen to it! And thank you to the reviewer who reminded me of it XDDD

Anywho, please review XD Next chapter, I'll be replying to all the reviews~ XD