Ahh sorry for this really late chapter ;w; Okay, I need to be honest at this point. I was stuck on what to write or for that matter, start this chapter so yeah XD This was just a 'wing-it' chapter but I hope you all like it!

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Before this, I just want to say that this story is just a little thing and I'm a bit worried that it might be going too slow… Haha, I was about to delete this chapter but decided to keep it nonetheless~

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Disclaimer: I wished I was the one who owned Vocaloid but I don't…

Also because formatting on FF is a pain when you're writing on your phone, I decided to edit the format later...

Edited: 24/01/2017 because of how cheesy and bad this fic kinda was... I kinda wanna continue it, too...

Life Full of Oranges
Chapter 3: Oh, Surprise, Surprise

Rin's POV

'Stupid, stupid, stupid!'

I furiously grabbed the strands of fake hair that belonged to my wig in frustration as I headed towards the staff room. Honestly, I need to get Kiyoteru's butt off his work and threaten him to bring me home ASAP.

'How could I be so stupid?' I rhetorically asked myself with blame, 'Why did I let him sing with me and not just stop there?! Why do the oranges above hate me?'

I paused my walking as I faced gloomily at the empty corridor remembering the sudden duet we both had. I could recall that enjoyment I had, that wishful thinking that both our voices fit so well together, and how I actually yearned to sing more with him. To add to the havoc, I had even allowed him and Mr. Kamui to see me,for the love of oranges, play the piano!

Smacking my face with both hands in exasperation I could only keep doing this action repeatedly as I thought about the idiotic mess that I made of actually enjoying it – especially with Len, the heartthrob singer of everyone's hearts, of all people!

The more I reflected on my mixed feelings, the more my face seemed to heat up and burn. Burning with happiness and love? Nah. More like burning with anger and embarrassment. I don't know but it felt like I could still feel the adrenaline from the performance we both had with my heart still beating fast and whatnot. A part of me is saying that it was my enjoyment, but the other parts? They were only having a discussion around a conference table talking about how I'm actually really frustrated in my mind. Not only that... But he found out I sing and play the piano! I'm supposed to be a spy! A genius spy capable of keeping even a secret! Not this girl of a weakling who even forgot her own pa-

Oh no.

OH NO.

I DID NOT!

I DID NOT JUST LEAVE THE PIANO PAPER THAT HAD MY REAL NAME ON IT.

Dear oranges, if anyone is hearing this now, please, please, PLEASE send some help to me right now! Anything! I don't mind even if that requires falling off a window from the third floor! Or rather, please tell me this is a dream and that I did not meet Len Kagamine or leave my stupid piano sheet back at the music room.

I buried my head again behind my school bag as a feeling of despair and utter helplessness washed over me. He'd probably found out my name by then! I only hope that he's stupid enough or perhaps just missed it by chance. Thinking over the past event, my brain came across a memory where Len had actually been trying to give me the paper and I outright refused.

I'm really not myself today, aren't I?

As if by instinct, I quickly walked up to a wall and started banging my head, trying to ram the embarrassing memories that flowed through my mind out of my head and to prove I was actually dreaming. Nope, nope… I was quite awake indeed. Oh joy. I really, really need a check up and go see a doctor. Maybe I'll ask Kiyoteru to throw me off a cliff or something. I don't really care, but you know what – anything, absolutely anything that would make me have amnesia or something would be great!

"Rin?"

I paused before turning and a wave of reassurance over calmed me. Looking at me with worry streaking his features, Hiyama fiddled with his glasses nervously as he probably wondered why the hell I was banging my head, "Why are you-"

"About time!" I exclaimed loudly in exasperation while raising my arms in the air as an act of thankfulness to the heavens before dropping them down to my sides again.

"Excuse me?" Kiyoteru questioned with a surprised expression prior to continuing his watchful and wary gaze on me, "I've only been gone for fifteen minutes. That's quite quick considering I said 'half an hour', isn't it? Oh, and your wig's kind of out of place…"

I nervously laughed while waving my right hand to lighten the mood, "Yeah, you did." I sighed with relief before smiling at him brightly and fixing my wig, "Which is great since I want to get the heck out of here."

His stare intensifies but I fought back with my genuine yet sarcastic smile. Laughing, I slapped his back as hard as I could before hissing icily, "Just be grateful I've forgiven you for trying to set me up with a person. Mind you, a very annoying living being." My smile stayed plastered to my face but it showed a hidden taste of venom.

Afterwards, I turned and merrily skipped down the corridor towards the school exit while whistling with joy. Hiyama stayed behind for a few seconds trying to process what had happened to me. Can't blame him, I don't even know what's got me so messed up. Wait – I already know. Len. The blond guy who I would now refer to banana head if needed.

Of course the glasses teacher recovered quickly and started to follow me with a faint smile present on his face. Pretty sure he was entertained by my unusual behaviour.

I sped up my walking – or rather… skipping – before literally hopping off the stairs. Now, skipping is something I do, but hopping down the stairs? Furthermore, in girly anticipation? That is not something this girl here does. Nope, in fact, she doesn't even whistle in merriment! In conclusion, I was really, really messed up.

Something about that Len seemed to have broken my usual self somehow.

Upon reaching the shoe lockers, I stopped without warning as my mind fell into deep thought. I stared blankly at my shoe locker as I debated in my mind whether or not I should actually go back up and get my paper while facing a certain blond's interrogation about the name. Contemplating further while considering the pros and cons, I decided to just man up and take my manuscript back. I don't care if he's there or not, I need to get the paper back and somehow convince Len that it's not my name.

Turning to look at Hiyama, I shortly told him to wait here with a reason that I had forgotten something. He looked at me suspiciously before sighing and telling me that I have to come down in within five minutes. I – being the forgiving person that I am – scoffed at him and rolled my eyes while shoving my school bag into his hands since I technically did tell the truth. But I didn't tell him what I needed to get and who from since I didn't want him to know that big mistake that I had just made.

Climbing up the stairs in record speed to the third floor, I raced across the corridors once again just as how I'd usually pass this darn place anyway. Running too fast, I didn't notice (well, I did but I just didn't bother moving) that a certain someone was coming out of the music room and only realised when too late – I crashed into them.

Falling backwards onto the white floor and landing on my butt while stretching my hands backwards only to feel the smooth surface of the school's floor, I also heard a grunt of pain from the other party. Seriously, where are my skills when I need them? Of course, due to the impact, my glasses fell off my face with a clatter and landed on my left. Thank the oranges that my wig was still on perfectly… hopefully.

"Ow! Watch where you're-" My blue eyes (though they were still brown from the lenses) widened and met with the cerulean eyes of none other than Len without the disruption of my glasses. I mentally panicked, an alarm ringing off and my brain telling me to stand up, attack him until he's unconscious, search his bag for my paper and make a mad dash for it. Or maybe jump outside the window and go to Hiyama but that'll just attract attention from the outsiders.

Of all people, it just had to be him again! Why do the heavens hate me? Exactly what did I do to deserve this? And it's only his first darn day!

"…Rinka?" Len asked hesitantly as he looked at me with eyes as huge as saucers and filled with immense shock. A blush adorned his cheeks upon landing his eyes on me as if he was trying to figure out if I was the 'Rinka' he knew or something.

That's when I realised that I didn't have my own, precious glasses on me so pretty much my face had been exposed. Revealed just like that. And none other than to Len on his first day might I add.

My stomach did multiple flips as seconds passed by, making it seem long as our eyes bore into each other's presenting a mix of confusion and astonishment. I flinched when Len snapped out of it while staring at me fiercely and I blushed madly, my heart racing and my mind screaming at me to instantly run away.

When he was about to speak again, I spot a piece of white paper trapped underneath his left hand that held him up and protected his back from getting hurt from the crash. I instantly recognised it as the paper I had written my music on (since I didn't bring my manuscript). Taking this as an opportunity, I reached for the piece of paper from a dumbfounded Len and swiped it off of him all the while picking up my glasses and standing up. I turned, not even paying attention to him and was about to quickly hurry out of there when a hand wrapped itself around my wrist.

I tried to wriggle free but the hand was gripping me tightly and I didn't exactly want to blow my identity by doing some pretty sweet awesome moves on him. Argh, since when did he become this strong? He doesn't even look like he was meant to be strong.

I calmed myself down and spun my head to look at the pair of blue eyes again. When we met each other's gaze once again, I could feel myself drawn to his eyes that pictured a perfect blue sky yet was pulling me in its springs of emotions just like before. Odd, his eyes were the only ones that made me actually feel like that… I shook my head before staring straight into them again while resisting the urge to get lost in them.

"What?" I asked icily while gripping the piece of paper in my hand with the other holding on to my glasses but he didn't recoil.

"Three questions!" He said under my glare, "Just three!" He seemed to notice my blank face as he continued, "One: Why are you running away?" Len queried at the same time leering at me with seriousness. Great way to get to the point, Len. I'll give you a bonus point for being able to ask me, the social outcast in school, for that wonderful question. Also, another point for actually making me feel messed up.

Instead of arguing against him, I ended up replying coolly, "…No reason." I reverted back to silence as I continued to look at him questioningly before I spoke, "Also, can you let go of my wrist?" I demanded while pointing to my currently helpless arm.

Len looked to where I pointed before his face flushed with a pale pink colour and quickly taking his hand off my wrist.

"S-sorry!" He stuttered while looking down nervously.

For oranges' sake! This guy is so weird. First he's all serious, and now he's all flustered from holding my wrist.

I then coughed to get his attention and folded my arms with impatience, "Okay. Fine. I was running away because I was too embarrassed, okay?"

Yes, yes, I lied. But hey, it wasn't exactly a lie. I'm actually quite embarrassed at the moment so let's just say I told him a white lie that could save me from all this trouble.

Speaking of which, the blond eyed me suspiciously before running a hand through his smooth and soft golden locks of hair. He seemed to nod at my reason and just accepted it for what it is. Well, I guess I could say that maybe his kindness is a really good trait… And also makes him pretty vulnerable. I'm not really sure if he's a fit candidate for my friendship and now I'm wondering if Meiko had been right in the head with this dude or not.

"Next question!" Len announced, "Why… Why are you wearing fake glasses when…" He coughed nervously while gesturing to the glasses that was clenched in my hand, "…you don't need it and you're really pretty..." The blond then looked away in what seemed to be embarrassment somewhat cutely so I could only allow my brain to comprehend what he just said.

Len Kagamine – the world-famous singer – is actually calling me – the current school's number one person to avoid – pretty? Hm, but then again, I can't say he's quite wrong. Don't stare at me like that! It's just the truth so what's the use in denying it? I swear if one of his fangirls see me (seeing as it is still only twenty minutes after school, I assume), I'd be dead or possibly be the living prey of them insanely obsessed fans.

Anyways, I silently chuckled to myself, "Well, I didn't exactly want to have attention to myself…" I suddenly found the floor interesting after Len stared at me curiously as if heeding my comment. I mean, my answer could lead to different interpretations like I was saying I didn't want to have attention because I was so pretty or ugly. Whatever, I'll leave it up to him to know.

"Okay." He nodded but was still red in the face, "Uh… Final question. Uh… Who's…" A feeling of dread started to hammer my heart (yes, a very weird expression I came up with myself on the spot), "Who's 'Rin Sakine'?"

My heart stopped.

Yes, the hammer of despair did not work so instead, it came back like a blizzard so that in alternate to breaking my heart, it made it freeze instead (yes, this is a form of expression. It's not like my heart's literally frozen).

"I… Um…" I bit my lip as ideas raced through my head. Naturally, I chose the first thing that came up in my head, "That's my brother's orange plushie's name! It's the nickname that he uses for his favourite orange plushie after his favourite idol!"

Well, done Rin. Of all ideas rushing into your head, you choose the most stupid of them all. I applaud you.

Len blinked at me several times obviously really surprised at the fact I had a brother and the fact that my brother has a nickname that sounded slightly too girly and also because it's for his 'favourite orange plushie'. No, it's not the truth. It's a lie. He doesn't have a nickname or an orange plushie really and the name 'Rin Sakine' is my actual name for all those who don't know.

All of a sudden, the blond who had carried out an investigation against me started to crack up. I simply just stared at him as I wondered why on earth he's laughing. That's when it hit me. I basically just said my brother has a nickname and that nickname belongs to his sister to who I reasoned as what he calls his 'orange plushie' after his 'favourite idol'. Oh dear.

'I'm so sorry, my dear brother. But this is a desperate situation, so I had to use you.' I mentally apologised to Rinto and making sure to never tell him about it. If he knew, well… Even as a genius spy, one could never escape the wrath of my brother's hellish resentment. I shivered just thinking about what could happen to me. And then I wondered how one battle between two talented spies would turn out, not to mention if they're family. Still, I'm glad Len seems to accept the idea crazy or not. Hopefully, since he's big in the industry of music, he won't question who that idol is.

"Seriously?" Len had tears escaping from his eyes from laughing and he wiped them off while clutching his stomach and doubling over, "He has a nickname like that? And after his own favourite idol, too? I want to meet this guy!"

I was about to say something but my phone started ringing. I quickly took it out of my skirt's pocket and pressed the lock button to check who was texting me and surprise, surprise; Hiyama. Studying Len's expression as he was fixing himself from laughing so much, I quickly placed my glasses back to the bridge of my nose and turned around.

"Don't you dare tell anyone." I muttered with disdain (so I could keep my poker face on) while glaring daggers at him to make him shut up and yet I also added with genuine sincerity, "And thanks." Much to his surprise, I had already turned on my heels and was gone.

When I arrived back to the shoe lockers, I was happily greeted by a demonic-looking monster we all used to know as Kiyoteru Hiyama. Face that was colored red to the brim and steam coming out of his ears, his eyes literally hissed at me behind his glasses.

"And where have you been?" He bellowed yet still trying to retain a calm demeanor through a still-menacing smile.

I only walked passed the furious teacher to open my shoe locker and swapped my own indoor shoes with my outdoor ones, "I came across some troubling events." Hiyama only dug his gaze into me ferociously, awaiting a more acceptable answer while I tapped my right foot on its toes on the floor to make sure it fit, "I was talking to Len."

Ears perked up at my more 'acceptable reason' and interest danced in his chocolate-flavored eyes. Sure enough, the brunet's curiosity was raised and his furiousness towards my tardiness soon faded away.

"Really?" The teacher grinned gleefully. I nodded solemnly to which he turned around and started to fist pump the air childishly, "Yes! The heavens have prayed my answers! Rin's finally making friends!" I rolled my eyes as the teacher seemed to celebrate my 'closeness' with Len as if it was the greatest achievement ever.

"Yeah, yeah." I muttered in discomfort, "Think whatever you like. Geez, we're not friends yet, all we did was talk. I don't even consider this Len guy a friend."

Hiyama only stopped his dancing before he swung his head towards and smirked at me, "Aw, Rin's in denial! Denial! Sound the 'denial alarm', I found one right here!"

As the teacher kept doing this, a vein popped and I pulled a recently sharpened pencil from my sleeves and pointed it directly at his throat, causing the older male to stop while sweat-dropping. I looked at him from the corner of my eye, a savage expression presented on my face with my hair casting a shadow across my eyes, "Say one more word and I'll personally make sure that you experience the harder route to hell." I threatened, seriously and not seriously at the same time.

The man froze and nodded quickly, not wanting to dare go against my words seeing as I was capable of killing him instantly and I had a pencil up his throat. As he gave signs of actually sticking to my deal, I disarmed the writing tool and slipped back into my sleeves. I could hear the poor man sigh in relief.

Speaking of relief, I have to say that I'm heavily relaxed right now. Lying to Len about my glasses and my name with him believing everything I say led to a good escape for now. It seriously felt as if the weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Now all I have to do is think of how to deal with him for the rest of this year and also how to try and convince Rinto to research idols or something whenever Len might come around or sees the both of us. Also means convincing Rinto to act as if he does have a name for a plushie around the banana head.

"I think we should go home now." I suggested at Hiyama who hastily agreed before we went our way towards the school exit to go to his car. We went to the car park where his car was located and soon enough, a sleek, and only the awesome yet most normal black car (haha, I hope you noticed the sarcasm there). Yes, it's a normal car. I mean, who would go around strutting his stuff by showing off a stupidly expensive car and nearly get his life in danger? Oh, I forgot. Rich people. Haha, wow, how could I forget that.

But then again, we have a relatively normal car so that there are no suspicions to our background. We even live in a quite average-sized, yet extremely comfy house. Though the house... well, let's just stick to the idea it's normal before I go telling you all the advanced technology stuff going on behind that simple appearance.

Anyway, the brunet took out his car keys so that he could unlock the car's doors before walking to the other side where the driver's seat was. Sliding in the silver metal onto the lock located on the handle, a click was heard and he swiftly grabbed hold of the door's handle before stepping inside and also unlocking the car to allow me to enter the passenger seat at the back.

Like a child who got sugar rush, I greedily opened the door to the back seat and jumped on it at the same time closing the door and locking it. Again, the inside of the car was relatively simple with light brown leather seats as well as just a general light brown interior. Once I was in safely in, Kiyoteru then used the key again so that he could start the ignition, leading to the humming of the car's engine the sent vibrations across the vehicle as it ignited to life.

Of course, before we did anything, we put on our seatbelts before I felt myself staring outside the car's window and began to daydream. Hiyama finally got the car going because sure enough, the landscape view started to move along in the direction behind me. Lazily, I watched as I see the school gates nearing and passing as the car moved away and to the road.

"Rin, you can take off your disguise now, you know."

Snapping out of my daze, I rolled my eyes – a habit I took upon myself when conversing with idiotic people who make stupid comments back at school, "Alright, alright. I'll take them off now since you love my appearance so much."

My eyes caught his triumphant smile from the rear mirror as I spot him make a look of disgust, yet his eyes still kept looking forward to check the road before him.

"In your dreams." He counteracted with a mocking tone.

I stuck my tongue out at him jokingly in return before proceeding to take off my favourite, white bow of the brown wig that covered my hair creating a waterfall of brown hair falling all over my shoulders. 'Ah, how I missed you, my beloved bow.' I stroked the smooth texture of my pure white favourite hair ornament.

After that, I then took off my wig, my glasses and my brown contact lenses back into their container very carefully. I never knew how painful my disguise must've been until now because my head felt way better now that I've allowed my blonde hair to be free and my eyes can now reveal its blue nature. Then, I quickly pulled out pure white hairpins from my blazer pocket (where I kept the pencil) before clipping them onto the messy bangs that fell to my face before adorning my favorite bow on the top of my head.

Sighing in relaxation, I stretched my arms out happily while grinning like a cat.

"Still so awkward seeing you in that disguise." Kiyoteru commented, "So much better if you just shown yourself to school as yourself. Plus, that Len singer would probably take an interest in you seeing as you are quite pretty." He just had to add that last comment didn't he?

A seriously-cut-the-crap look made its way on my face and the older male only snickered in return.

"Well, he did say I was pretty," I muttered inaudibly so that he wouldn't hear it.

A few minutes of silence passed by the only sound of the roaring engine being heard. It was calm and filled with tranquillity yet the older male decided to further interrupt it.

"Alright," Brown eyes looked towards me from the rear mirror, "About the mission. You know what it is right?"

"Of course I do!" I grumbled irritably while folding my arms, "It's to do with protecting Teto Kasane and the files and all those things you said…"

Kiyoteru glared at me but agreed nonetheless, "Good. Since it's tomorrow and tomorrow's a Wednesday pretty much, I told the head teacher you wouldn't be in tomorrow. I also told the other teacher's that you'd be off sick."

I bowed my head up and down to show that I had understood what he meant. To be exact, teachers don't really care now if I'm off sick since they think that I'm a sickly person. That's a shame for me since I can't do sports or whatever I had wanted – just something that wouldn't put down my 'health'.

We didn't really expect them to believe it since I'm quite a healthy looking person if you ask me. Besides, all the other students think I'm just ditching since I was too 'dumb' for the lessons.

Sigh, if only.

Well, the good news is that I'm going to miss quite a lot and I could actually avoid Len. Haha, I had a close shave with him. Like this, this close.

Seriously.

Why did it end up being him knowing my name and seeing my face without glasses?

How?!

"We're here!" The older male chirped cheerfully (weird but that's what he does) and stopped the car.

Again, I let out an exhale of frustration before doing my seatbelt and getting out of the car. I mean, you guys already know how I get out of a car, right?

Yes? Cool.

"By the way, Rin," Hiyama started, "Miku and Rinto will be taking part of the mission too."

I nodded again in reply before walking towards what seemed like a normal, quaint yet modern house with cream walls and a black sleek door. It's brick-red tiled roof glistened under the still sunlit sky and the windows watched, reflecting off the world's mirror reflection.

Quickly, I walked towards the front door and was about to take my house keys out of my pocket when the door swung open. There, I met face to face with a similar pair of blue eyes and those recognizable sun-kissed hair, bangs held back by white clips like mine.

A boy who literally looked like me except a boy (strange, it's just like Len) met with mine yet they were older than me. And of course, we were related. A chilling shiver was sent to my spine as I remembered the events of earlier with Len and how I said that this very boy is somehow crazy by naming his non-existent orange plushie after his favorite idol being me.

Did I ever mention that this guy always knows if you're coming to where he was or not?

"Oh, dear brother!" I greeted with a forced smile, "How lovely to see you! You are looking far better than usual. What's the occasion?"

Wow, nice going me.

The brother that I talked about – Rinto – blinked in surprise as he stared at me with a 'whut?' expression. I could only stand there with a fake cheery beam. Raising an eyebrow, my brother allowed me in before looking at me suspiciously.

"What happened?" Rinto asked and I continued my forced smile.

"Nothing." I lied. When it comes to my brother, despite being a great actor or liar, you could never lie against my brother. He's like a psychic who could literally read your mind.

"Oh really?" He questioned, "Did something happen involving me and this 'Len' guy Kiyoteru keeps saying?"

See? What did I say?

Even though he's not in my school - or rather hardly in his school, he seems to know what's going on in mine.

"Pfft. Nah." Waving him off, I proceeded to enter the kitchen to get an orange yet Rinto kept interrogating. I could hear the mocking laugh of a certain glasses guy as they passed by into another room.

Okay, so right now, we were in the living room. Very simple yet comfy and gave off a homey sort of feeling in some way.

The walls were of a cream color and the spotless wooden floor glistened with shine under bright white lights in the shape of rectangles attached to the ceiling. A light brown colored furry carpet laid in the middle of the living room with a white c-shape sofa that surrounded a glass coffee table and was covered in light orange and light yellow pillows. Just in front of those two items was a pitch black 42-inch TV attached to the wall.

Then to the furthest wall to the left of the sofa were huge glass doors leading to the balcony. The balcony was suspended (attached to the house too, of course) in the air and once you stepped out, you'd be amazed at the nostalgic sight of the town as well as be able breathe in the fresh air. I say that the best time would to go out on that balcony is at night time. The view is absolutely breath-taking when you can see the city lights and the faint yet vivid glow of stars.

Enough of that.

So, after getting an orange and plopping myself onto the white sofa, I turned on the TV while Rinto still kept watching me with an inquisitive look. My resilience broke down and dissolved so I eventually gave in.

"Okay, so something did happen." I looked at him with regret while grinding my teeth, "Let's just say... Someone called 'Len Kagamine' came to our school today and I kinda told him that you had an orange plushie named after... me... or rather... your 'favourite idol'."

"And?" The previously calm boy was suddenly reddened in anger and I recoiled on my seat.

"And..." I gulped before spilling the beans, "That 'Len' guy is a singer who recently transferred... today... and uh – he – uh – saw my face without glasses. But hey, he only saw my face without glasses, I still had everything else on... really!"

At this point, my hands started getting sweaty as I peeled my orange that I was even tempted to swallow the fruit whole.

He bellowed in outrage and I could hear the scuffling of shoes as a door banged down the hallway, "First you say that I'm your brother that named his own 'orange plushie' after a probably unknown singer named Rin Sakine which is you-"

"Hey, at least I didn't say you were a crossdresser!" I complained but Rinto continued on. Oh boy.

"-And then you tell me," He narrowed his eyes, "That you showed him your face? On his first day!"

I kept staring at the TV in front of me which was showing some group dancing to music yet the more I concentrated on it and ignored my brother, the more the atmosphere became thicker with anger.

This would be one of the situations where I hoped the angels would come and take me.

"You know what," Rinto decided before cooling down his temper, despite some still remaining, "Oranges will now be confiscated. You're not allowed to eat any of them for a month." He said finally while smirking.

I gaped at him with huge eyes and nearly dropped the orange that I had nearly finished gulping down.

Oh no, he did not!

Unfortunately, he wasn't kidding. He literally came up to me and snatched away the orange that I nearly finished while waving it in front of me teasingly and turning away, "Starting now."

That's when I lost all pride and started to beg.

"No, no!" I cried with tears literally forming in the corner of my eyes, "You can't! Don't! Please! Anything but oranges!"

My cruel brother only gave me a smile of sympathy before shaking his head and smirking maliciously, "Too bad. At least I'm not taking away your precious free time and replacing it with tutoring people. Be glad, or would you like that too?"

I stopped immediately. Oranges were precious to me and all, but I'd rather spend time not tutoring and having to deal with dumb idiots because I already have enough of that at the stupid school.

'Farewell, my oranges,' I silently thought tearfully, 'See you until next month.'

And the freaking merciless brother of mine went off laughing while eating the last of my orange and probably enjoying the fact that he'd get the rest of the oranges for him alone for this month.

Why life? Why?

Len's POV

After that awesome experience, I lounged on my favourite seat in the living room just in front of my beloved PS4, thinking about the past events of what happened today. So much had happened just on my first day that it felt like it's already been ridiculously long time since I've gone to the school – namely known as Crypton Acadamy known for its genius musicians and the high level intelligence shown to be nurtured from tests.

First I met this Rinka Kamine, then I got chased around by fans, met my childhood best friend who I hadn't seen in a long time (Mikuo) then I found out about Rinka being able to sing and her... face that she hid behind glasses. Not only that, but there were still so many mysteries surrounding her like the name 'Rin Sakine' and her hidden appearance. I blushed at the thought of her face and I could faintly remember that blue tint underneath a brown colour in her eyes. Really odd, but that didn't retract from her - cough - um... prettiness...

Additionally, she was so cold and hardly full of joy so when I found out that she could sing with so much emotion, I was extremely shocked. Not that I, uh, thought anything bad of her beforehand. Rather, it was quite a pleasant surprise after all it felt like I was the only one who knew about it – maybe save for Mr Kamui (the purple teacher who also told me I could call him by his first name being Gakupo).

I still don't buy that fact that this 'Rin Sakine' she wrote on the paper is some random orange plushie's name of a brother nor is the brother a possible owner of an orange plushie called that name. I don't even know an idol who's called 'Rin Sakine'. Maybe it's just a name and I shouldn't really pry on it if it's private. But then again... Why am I so concerned over this?

Flashbacks of what lots of girls told me about Rinka surfaced in my mind as the comments started to swirl around my brain.

"Len." The girl – who I assumed is called Tei Sukone – called my name. From what I gathered, this girl is really popular and considered the school's number one diva. Despite that, I felt as if she was a bit too obsessed with me... I shivered thinking about how she might be those girls that go all murder mode when it comes to their loved ones.

"Yes?" I smile, flashing my charming grin which made a bunch of girls surrounding my table swoon - I kinda don't get why and it's honestly weird.

"Erm... well..." Tei's red eyes darted to the floor before looking at me from the corner of her eyes nervously, "I was wondering... Are you friends with... Rinka Kamine?"

I winced when as she had spoken Rinka's name very icily and with a sneer that made me want to move away from her, "Um... No." I blinked before thinking to myself, 'Well, not yet at least. Still trying'.

The white haired girl released a breath of relief before continuing on, "Then I suggest you stop trying to get close to her."

"Why?" My interest was caught and I was keen to know why.

"She's just so weird," Another girl with dark reddish hair uttered with complete disgust, "I mean do you see her appearance? So unfashionable. Ugh, that long skirt annoys me so much."

"Yeah." Some other girl agreed, "She looks like a bookworm, too, but in fact, she's so dumb! How many tests, like, has she done already and, like, failed it miserably too?" A snobby tone enriched the girl's voice and I flinched at hearing the overuse of the word 'like', "So many, like, retests lol."

I knew what they said about her being stupid was wrong since, during Maths, she gave me the answer to a really difficult question that I couldn't solve so quickly under pressure when I was picked on. It's not my fault I was distracted. If she was that dumb, then how in the world did she figure out that high school level question in a matter of seconds if we're still in middle school?

"And they say she's sickly since she misses quite a lot of school," Tei snorted, "More like she just ditches class on purpose."

That's when I zoned out and kept staring at Rinka, ignoring Tei's every snide comment on her. Really, they're being too harsh on her. I mean, she's actually quite nice if she doesn't bark at you for no reason.

I sighed since I really wanted to be friends with her.

After that, the home bell rang and I was dragged along by fangirls and that's when the things happening in the music room took place. Thankfully, after Rinka left me after I questioned her a few questions, Mikuo found me and we went home together – he did have football/soccer practice and funnily enough, he lived in the same neighbourhood as me.

Snapping out of my sudden flashback, I quickly shook my head. I had not given up just yet! My resolve has only grown stronger since – after all – I think I'm getting quite close to being her friend. Especially when I suddenly find myself keeping her appearance and talent a secret. Also, the fact she has a brother, too, right?!

Whatever those girls say, they all got it wrong about her and here I am wondering why Rinka had purposely or what made herself a social outcast. Honestly, I was a bit hesitant when I saw her and had to sit next to her. When she blew me off, I felt like I didn't want to become friends anymore but later on the day, I'd say I did pretty good progress somehow and found out she was quite kind. She caught my interest, too.

Somehow.

"I'm home!" A gentle ringing womanly voice boomed through the house and I jumped slightly in shock, my chin knocking into my hand that was placed underneath as a chin rest.

A beautiful young woman with long blonde hair and stunning blue eyes appeared in the doorway to the living room with a gentle smile. She then waltzed over to me with a caring expression while she cheerfully sat next to me.

"Mother." My stare stiffened for a bit as I didn't want to worry her.

"Welcome back, Len." She greeted rather cheerfully, "Your father is off to somewhere who knows. Oh, and well done on your entry to middle school, Len."

I smiled back at her to acknowledge her congratulation and ignoring her statement about father.

"Thanks, Mum."

She ruffled my hair playfully, "You're welcome, Lenny."

I pouted at her for using that nickname when suddenly, a question popped in my mind and suddenly, I felt the urge to ask her.

"Mum," I started and she looked at me curiously, "Do you happen to know anyone called Rin Sakine?"

My mother's eyes widened before she started chuckling to herself, "Why isn't that aunt Meiko's adopted child?"

...And that's a wrap!

Well, whaddya know? Everything ended okay with Rin now free as a bird. Haha, and I ended up making Len find out a bit lolololol~

Next chapter will have action, I promise… Maybe XD Seriously, though, thank you all for the reviews and the amazing faves and alerts! And of course, for reading this story too XD

Haha, so... At first, I was going to make Rin say that Rinto was a cross-dresser when my sister came up to me and said not to use it – apparently because it's a sensitive topic.

So now I had to change it and kinda changed minor details of the plot.

This chapter honestly took me ages because I was trying to make sure it wasn't too short but oh well~~

Hoho, Len is still suspicious but now he knows who 'Rin Sakine' may actually be~

Will he ever ask Rin or find out himself? Can anyone guess who his mother is?

Anyways, review and as always, stay awesome you guys!

As promised, I will now reply to reviews that I didn't personally PM XD But I will mention those who reviewed here from the start:

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otaku1325:
Aww! Thank you, I'm so glad you think so XD And thanks for the five star rating hehe, I'll try my best not to disappoint! XP

Red-Demon-Angel:
You do? XD Haha, omg then I hope that this chapter counts as one if them XD

Really? Awesome! Thanks, it was really hard to write it with all the pausing of the song at moments when they started to change XD You just made my day *hugs you through the computer screen like a weirdo* again, I'll try my best not to disappoint you and hope that you'll enjoy the future chapters!~

Unknown:
Aww, thank you! I'll try my hardest and thanks~

Lyn29:
Ohoho and so I shall XD

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