Chapter 2: Like Sugarwater in your mouth

By the time Len slipped into his car, pants undone, riding low on his slim hips, shirtless, hair loose on his shoulders, and shoes in hand, it was close to 3 a.m. He wasn't tried at all. He refused all the weed and number of small pills Miku offered, drank no more, and years of experience helped him through the mass entanglement of bodies- especially when they called over Dell and his girlfriend, Haku, to join in the party in Miku's pool out back.

Over all, he would rate that orgy as the 3rd best he's had. But it did nothing to turn off the images running through his brain during the whole time. Namely the ones with Rin.

With a heavy sigh and grunt, he opened the door with his keys, stepping over the threshold and dumping his shoes on the couch next to the door. It was all quiet, nothing wondered in the darkness, and after spending hours of fucking, Len would've found the stillness almost damn calming if it didn't mean what it did.

Rin wasn't here.

He pushed his hair from his eyes, biting down on the tender flesh inside of his cheek painfully. He could feel the water gather in his eyes and it felt like acid in his vision. Senseless, fucking tears. He was a Kagamine. They didn't cry unless it was laughing too hard at a funeral. He rubbed them dry before they could amount to anything.

Ha. Like what his parents did to them. Some people didn't need to have fucking children.

He staggered into the narrow hallway, eyes suddenly wincing at a light source trickling into the corridor.

Len stared at Rin's door. It had her name on some canvas the size of his hand. She had gotten in their freshmen year, one for each of them so that they could decorate and hang it up to their doors. He lost his in the move to this shitty apartment in the 10thgrade.

He observed the little sign as if he never seen it there. No, he stared at her door as if he never even knew exsisted; because light was coming from it. Was she here? The air became stuck in his lungs, refusing to leave just as he decided to take action about it. The action starting with putting a hand on the damn doorknob.

As he stepped into the dimly lit room, he spotted her right away. His twin laid on her bed, a book over her stomach and an arm raised innocently over her sleeping figure. His eyes stuck to her as he moved closer to the bed, taking in the too big shirt she had on and sweatpants. He eyes could make out a nipple on her thin shirt, his breathing becoming heavy, and swallowed thickly, looking away. He should leave, turn off her light, and lock her door on the way out. Len nodded to himself. Yeah, that was the best thing to do.

Afterward he could binge watch some seasons of that anime he was meaning to look into. Yeah he was going to do that. Anything to keep his mind off of his her.

His hand slipped under the lampshade to switch it off… But something stole his train of thought, leaving Len pausing to look at what was on the nightstand.

Three different pictures were framed and on display next to her bed. One was of them, in elementary school, both pink-checked and ready to start the first day together. He was huddled behind Rin a little in that picture, embarrassed, and holding onto her shirt with tiny fingers. Another showed them only a couple of years ago, both middle schoolers with baby fat hugging onto each of their checks. Len stared at the two pictures. In the latter picture, his eyes had wondered over to Rin's beaming face, so perfect and so unattainable, with a faint smile on his mouth.

Len loved Rin for as long as he could remember. He would've never thought a day would come where Rin would want to leave him.

Yet it was the last photo that twisted the knife in his chest. While the two pictures of them were pushed off to the side a bit, dusty too, a polished photograph of Rin and Kaito, faces pressed together to just barely fit into the shot, was right next to the side of the bed. Easily reachable and shiny with its recent clean up. They looked like they had been brimming with laughter, the wrinkles around their eyes told him that, and happy.

Agonizingly happy.

Something inside him, already withered and beaten, died. Most likely his sanity. He turned off the lamp, letting darkness sweep over the room.

The next moment blurred and he was on top of her, legs on either side of her hips, groin pushed against her womanhood in painful friction. She was awake by the time her book hit the floor. Rin's voice was drowsy with sleep and confusion. They were hip to hip, chest to chest, Len's weight on her keeping her from squirming. His hands pinned her arm down above her head, dull nails biting into her smooth skin.

"What-"

His mouth collided with her lips, all hunger and insanity leaking from his tongue and onto hers. The muscle rolled onto hers with force, fighting and taking dominance right away. She was moving her head, trying to get her face away from him, but he wasn't going to let her go. Not now. Not ever. He continued trailing his mouth on her tongue, savoring the feel of it and the taste of tangy orange on her taste buds.

He rolled his hips against her, pressing his hardened member on her thigh roughly, gaining a sharp cry from Rin. Again. Again. He needed her like air.

Len made sure that one hand kept a steel cage on her wrists above her head and brought down the other to her breast. Thin fingers found her nipple and drew a thumb over it until it perked up to him. Rin cried out and struggled harder beneath him.

She kept muffling something that only got swallowed up by his mouth. Len felt the a moist texture on her checks from her crying, and pulled away from her for a taste of her bulge that was her collar bone.

Panting and whimpering, his sister gulped the air, tripping over the words that formed, "St-stop ! Oh my God- Please stop! Arghh…! Stop-" He couldn't stop. After years of wanting, of stabbing himself repeatedly for this one moment, Len refused to fucking let her go. When he put his mouth on hers again, she bit him hard, the metallic essence making his blood race. His lips consumed her mouth again and went on letting his fingers wonder under her shirt. The softness of her skin could make silk feel like sandpaper.

He moved his lips to her neck, picking up the faint flavor of her body wash mixed in with something that could only be described as Rin. "No! NO! He-help…! Kaito!" She bawled into the blackness. His name. She screamed for him. Everything inside of him snarled forlornly and possessively, take her take her she's yours yours, you are hers take give take. His fingers dropped from her breast and into the waistband of the sweatpants, then into the border of her panties. A digit traced the opening of her folds as he growled into her neck. But nonetheless, he pushed the fabric to the side and nudged in a knuckle, a voice in his head screaming not to tear her.

Rin sobbed, her wrists bending so that she could scratch furiously at his hand. It wasn't happening. He knew he was strong enough to keep her pinned for as long it as took. His twin kept whimpering, begging between horrified moans and tears. He couldn't stop. Let him be selfish. Let him have her once before he shoved himself off a building. She was the only one he ever loved this is god awful world.

"Mmmmh! No- No!" Rin had her face turned away, check pressed into her pillow, her neck probably engraved with the love mark he just left on there. Her hips jerk to and fro when he pushed onward and slipped his whole finger inside of her tight warmth. She's so fucking tight. He noticed right away and his cock twitched in his pants.

He pulled out, hearing her mixture of a cry and gasp, before pushing back in. The pace never wavered, not too fast or slow, and soon her sobs died back to soft whimpers. Len kissed her tenderly when a tiny whine eluded her throat.

"Len… help- me…" There. It was so soft and fragile he wouldn't have heard it, noticed it, if it wasn't for the way her body slowed down from her struggles. Did she…? Who the hell did was on top of her? Suddenly, his consciousness sucker-punched him in the face; it was pitch black inside of the room. He hadn't said anything. Rin had no idea who was on her. Oh God.

He released her wrist and balanced himself over her, arms holding himself up on either side of her head on the pillow. He could just barely make out her outline under him, small and close to breaking. "Rin." His voice was rust and cracked on her name. "Rin…. I- OhGod-" What was he doing? What he want wasn't worth- Fucking hell. He was going to hurt her. Hurt Rin. Two words that never needed to be in the same thought process. "I-I… I- sorr-" Tears emerged from his eyes for the second time since coming home, and dripped onto her. Len couldn't see them fall, but the heard faint splatter on skin to assure him what happened.

"L-Len...?" She hiccuped his name, the aftershocks of her sobs made limpid in her croaking voice.

After a pregnant pause of stillness and silence, he was already preparing himself for her screaming. His body steeling itself to run away, far far from her so he would never hurt her.

That's about when he felt hands wrapped around his neck, pushing him closer to her. A sharp exhale of air escaped his lungs, and he tried not to fall completely on her, otherwise crushing Rin. That wouldn't be wanted. Thanks no thanks.

"It's alright… Don't cry Len." Rin instructed thickly into his ear. He couldn't get over how broken the sound of her voice was. Her tone was rough with the consequences of sobbing. He felt the movement of her head from the crook of his neck and abruptly felt the texture lips on the corner of his mouth. There was a smile on those lips to his complete and utter shock. What the actual fuck? But then as if disregarding his mental question totally- "You didn't need to scare me like that you stupid fuck!" She slapped him upside the head, making him wince and suck in a short breath.

"I would've done it if you asked me or confessed to me like it's done properly." She sounded tired, like an old teacher giving the same lesson to the same dumbass student. Len's mind was a white sheet of paper.

What? "What?" Len's voice was chipped. "Y-You kne-" He clamped his mouth shut. You knew you were the world to me? You knew I loved you? Adored? Worshipped? None of this was making sense. Nothing. Zip. Zero. Motherfucking nada. He defiantly didn't foresee this kinda outcome. Maybe calling the police to arrest him and throw his 'disturbed' ass in the slammer or call Kaito so he could kill him. What was going on?

"Of course I knew stupid! I've known since we were brats!" Rin hissed.

"But why- how come you never- if you knew- do you feel-"

Rin guessed and answered each of his question in a single sentence.

"You weren't the only twin who knew loving their sibling could take an ugly turn." Loving. "Turn on the lights." Blinking wildly, Len took heed of her order and got off her to do just that. The bright light made him squint but still, he made sure to take in what perfection in front of him.

Rin looked disheveled, short chin length hair an adorably messy halo around her heart-shaped face. Lips were a shade of cherry red, shiny with the combination of their mixed salvia, and he could see the dark purple coloring of the hickeys on her throat and peach shoulder.

By the way she stared right back at him, a mixture of fascination and wonder, Len wondered really what the fuck was going on. His blonde hair was out of its usual rabbit-tail and hung in disarray around his shoulders, he was also, very much still rock hard, and blushing because of so many fucking things right then. He couldn't tell what was what. Yet….what was happening, from what he was connecting there, felt like a dream. She point the spot next to her, and like a trained puppy, Len obeyed.

"I didn't understand at first." Rin started off, eyes flittering away for the beginning, one hand coming up to rub her opposite arm in, what he could tell, was timidity. "It felt like it was the most natural thing to feel was….loving you. I knew you felt the same. As little kids it was obvious but then as we got older, I thought you would try harder to hide it. Then again, you were never good at lying to me." He meant to protest at that, but his flush only strengthened, and it came out as a grunt instead. Rin snickered at his expression, however, remembering her story, her face fell. "But then you learn what I, we, felt was- wrong. I knew we couldn't doanything about any of it. So… I thought…" Her voice faded until there was no sound in the room.

"You thought Kaito could take care of it?" Len mumbled, throughly annoyed with that thought.

Rin punched him in the arm with more strength then he thought she would release. "Don't be a hypocrite! I know about the stories with you and all those women," she huffed. Len stayed quiet for a moment, the tide of this conversation drowning under a hella big wave of ugly. "Those rumors… they're all true… right?" The dreaded question was asked.

"Yes," he hesitated, but the truth won out. He could never lie to her.

Rin nodded slowly, hugging her knees and resting her chin on them. "I've loved you forever." It was a clear declaration. Len jerked from his spot and slammed his foot against the wooden bedpost. A loud string of curse words floated after along with the biting down of his tongue to keep from letting out a would-be extremely embarrassing yelp.

"W-what?!" Rin snapped, checks full of blood.

"I was- fucking son of a- I was going to tell you I love you first! I've gone over the words for years! And when I finally get the chance to tell you, you go and- and-" He started off yelling but faded to incoherent murmuring, face feeling like someone just poured lava on it.

"You were going to bone me, you son of a bitch! The least you could do to make up for that is letting me say I love you without getting all macho!" She yelled straight back at him, her own face red as can be.

The room fell silent once more. Len reached out hesitantly to tenderly touch her check. "I'm so so sorry Rin," he whispered with the same softness in his caress.

Rin sniffed quietly, turning her head towards him, staring at him with something endless in her sapphire years. Len blinked and in that second, he felt her lips fall onto his own, sweet and so beautifully. He pressed back against her, content with the feeling of just being that close to her. His hand on her check kept her gently in place as they kissed while his other rose from his side and slipped behind Rin's neck to grip her better.

"Love… you," Len muttered on her silk lips when they parted for breath. He's said that word before, that fucked up word, first to Rin herself when they were blissfully ignorant kids, and then after his realizations to the mountain of dolls that he forced as replacements for his sister. Before, he didn't think he had truly understood that word… Yet. Yet. Len recognized in at that one moment, engulfed by Rin, he had really known what it mean all along. A tiny sound came from Rin, prompting him to place his mouth on the corner of hers before leaning onto the most magnificent lips he's ever encountered.

It was her tongue that moved out of her mouth first, surprising the hell outta him, shifting so perfectly over his own that it had Len moaning. He nudged her onto the bed, leaning back over her one more time.

"Can I…?" He breathed over her wet lips, cock still aching and already leaking precum. Rin nodded without any show of uncertainty.

She laced her arms over his shoulders, shoving him even closer to her. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time…" Rin sighed into his ear, both airy and thick.

So, who was he to deny her anything? Len's mouth took hers that time, hungrily dipping his head further and further to take in the sweet spice of Rin's taste. Greedy, he was being beyond greedy, but in all honesty, who gave a fuck? He rubbed on her harder when Rin widened her legs, resting both knees on either side of his hips, giving him better access to something that he would gladly worship.

She was so perfect. So perfect. There was nothing compared to Rin… Nothing. Len jerked into her pussy, muttering heart-filled nothings between the wild kisses they gave each other. The air in his lungs came out as breathy gasps and loud groans. Rin wasn't helping the case by a long shot. She keep whimpering in a desperate, sexy voice, "Harder, harder, harder." He was going to cum and he hadn't even given her anything. Len buried his face in the crook of her neck, partially in embarrassment with the thought of cumming so soon, by just dry humping no-fucking-less, and with the frantic want to cum because it just felt so damn amazing.

His abruptly stopped his movements, going instead for a different way to have this end in a way that won't leave them waiting for a half an hour before Len could make Rin feel good.

Again, Len's hand disappeared under Rin's sweatpants, tracing her moist pussy with trembling fingertips. Rin gasped loudly, clapping her legs closed, and trapping his hand in between. They stared at each other for a moment, Len taking in the beauty that Rin's rose tinted face had, pretty pink with mortification and arousal from a second ago. His twin gulped, the ball of saliva visibly seen going down her crimson painted neck, and whispering, "I'm ok. I want to do this with you," and spreading her legs again.

He swallowed thickly, watching her expression if she suddenly didn't like it. But all Len saw as his finger slipped back into her soaking womanhood was lips falling apart, caught up in the silent moan that came through. Rin panted, eyes turning unfocused at the way his finger was filling her up and stroking her on the inside. "Len….Ah-ahahahh!"

He added another finger to her slick entrance, thumb circling over her clitoris as he did so. A combination of moans and whimpers left her mouth with the jerking her hips went on to do against his pumping hand. Never had Len wanted someone to feel good then at that moment.

Rin's whimpers turned into a long lasting mewling. He leaned forward to reach her mouth, his tongue suckling her bottom lip lightly, and when she kissed him back with more zeal then he was giving, he passed the appendage over the roof of her mouth, touching the pink of her gums and advancing to delicately bite into her plush lip. "Good…?" He uttered above both the noises his hand was making between her slickened legs and the equally wet sound of their kissing. Her reply is a chorus of pants and the impression of nails sinking into his back.

"H-hot," Rin moaned, hips chanting up on him perfectly. Len choke on a groan and rutted on her leg in a jerking motion, trying to relieve himself of the pressure piling up in his abdomen, which earned him another gurgle of want for his efforts. She could feel his cock announcing its needs on her leg, and he hoped to whatever god he was forsaking, that this wasn't a dream.

She quivered under him, reminding him how fragile she could be and that this was real. Take care of her, his mind seemed to moan at response to Rin shoving him to his limits, getting ready to let himself collapse in a boneless pile of lust filled love. But the caution wasn't necessary, he knew not to take her roughly. What it do however, was to suddenly remind Len of something kinda important to the situation. A condom. He had some in his back pocket, leftovers from his party at Miku's. He pulled one out of his pocket quickly and antsy, arh, very much like a over excited virgin.

But even with that immature image in his mind, he needed to know something. "Better than Kaito?" Len was a jealous guy, and even in bed with the one person he gave any value too, the thought yanked at his ego and heart. He slipped into a third finger, wanting her to adjust before he pushed himself inside. "Better than Kaito?"

He rolled his fingers on her wet folds, enjoying the way she cried out in pleasure. He stopped his hand when Rin didn't say anything. Gagging at the abandonment, Rin began to thrust herself into his hand, low words getting tangled in her mouth.

"S-shut up Len! I need to- need-" He kissed her hard on the mouth at that, cutting off the sentence, and rewarding her by fingering her harder and faster.

She moaned on his mouth, the vibrations tickling his throat, and he hummed back in response. Her nails continued to dig their way into his bare back, not that he was complaining of course. But at once, the pressured ceased and instead, her hands moved to push up and off her shirt. Soon, they were both shirtless, her hard nipples rubbing on him his chest in the most fucking amazing way.

The precum his dick leaked stained his underwear, the throbbing was a reminder of his want for Rin. He kissed her sweaty temple and lapped at the salty taste it had. "I'm gonna make you feel good Rin, so good. You're all I've ever wanted," he whispered huskily. Len pulled away from her, standing up on his knees to capture the view in his memory, and pulled down his pants and yank them off, exactly like an over excited virgin, which, for the bucket of useless information, would've been humiliating in any other situation, but not with Rin. Never with Rin. His dick twitched without the pants keeping him retrained and pulsed when Len looked down at the beauty sprawled under him, all hot and doe-eyed. All for him. Her pupils were blown wide, overcome with the same stinging fashion that he was currently in. Rin reached down to wiggle out of her sweats and underwear. Len could see the way the air rushed out of her mouth from the thrill of stripping.

Once she was done, Rin stared at him with parted lips, an odd gaze over her eyes. Her eyes fell to his cock and found her way to the condom in hand. "I w-w-ah-want to put it on you." Len almost choked on the spit in his mouth, but he kept strong and nodded shakenly, passing her the condom to open and slip on him.

After she did, Len angled himself at her wet entrance, kissing her softly just as he felt her slim fingers roll into his hair, running over his blonde locks. "I love you," She murmured on his lips as he inched all the way into her.

At that moment, Len thought he was going to cum. Rin was so fucking hot hot hot hot, and that was before he felt her clutch around him, an obvious sign to her discomfort. He grunted crudely at the feeling of sparks it sent low in his stomach.

Don't moan don't pant don't fucking pant. He recited the words over and over in his mind, willing himself not to feel alive when Rin wasn't. His damp forehead touched her, eyes barely open to watch her expression. Oh god. He felt like someone light a fire inside his belly. It grow from there and planted itself in his chest, pawing at him to fan it more.

Not yet.

"R-Rin...?" Fucking hell. Len felt a prick of fear, thinking he might've hurt her somehow. Please don't let this be a mistake.

Rin finally opened her eyes, mirroring something in the blue pools that was similar to what he was feeling. "I'm... Fuck. I'm ok. J-just. Go slow. I haven't done this in a-" She tilted her mouth forward into his, cutting herself off from whatever was leaking outta her lips.

Again, a jealous beast reared its ugly head but he forced himself to focus on the only thing that mattered; Rin. He pulled out slowly, then pushed back in, creating a horrifying rhythm that stabbed at his abdomen with hot coals of lust. There were small pants slipping through his throat whenever he came back into her warmth. He kept up the pace, searching for the sweet spot that would have her screaming. It took a moment but...

"Ah-ahhh!" Rin moaned, and at how loud is was, he grinned in victory.

"G-good?"

The only thing that responded was the slapping sound of skin on skin along with her noises. Slow. Keep it slow. Len begged his self control to do this. He needed to see her become undone under him, and finally have her know, he had her in every way he ever wanted. If he had to wake up knowing that Rin wasn't there, he wouldn't hesitate to dump the entire contents of a pill bottle down his throat, or scribble neat vertical lines over the paler part of his arm. She was everything.

Rin gasped, mumbling incoherent jumbles of words strung into sentences into his neck. "Oh- oh- ahhh, Le-Len! Please! Please! Ahmm...!" Her legs crossed behind his back, pulling him closer to her when he retreated from her pussy. He could feel Rin suckling on his neck, adding to the burning currently breaking him into a puddle of sloppy, love-struck mess.

"Rin...," he groaned, but refused to increase his movement. They had the rest of their lives for fast, crazed sex, right now, all Len wanted was to feel her, have their spice imprinted on each other in some stupid as fuck personal form of romanticized love making. Rin seemed to understand this just as he thought it, as her sucking became a combination of teasing licks and passionate bites.

"Come at me bro." The grin was pasted into her words from the way they fell on his ears and Len practically snorted into her hair, hips pausing to pass the short laughter from his lungs.

"Consider it d-done." Rin giggles dissolved into a long, wanton mewling, jerking when his hand fell in-between their bodies. His face flushed harder at the sensation of his cock entering her again and again and again.

Holy shit.

Rin's lips crashed onto his once more, one of her small hands yanking his head toward her mouth. She was sucking on his tongue in a way that would've made his knees tremble if they had been standing up. She arched her back, pressing her breasts on his chest, exploring the sparks that erupted from the touching of their nipples rubbing together. He felt a string of drool trickle down from the corner of their linked mouths as they came down on each other.

It almost made him forget what he was going to do with his hand. However, as if on instinct, his fingers went ahead with the original plan and rubbed tenderly on her swollen clit. Rin cried out in his mouth, prying away from him with a wet pop and oh fuck that was the best damn make-out he's ever had- holy motherfucking son of a bitch.

"Len, Len, Len, deeper, please oh please, Len." They were told in a airy tone, both out of breath and overtaken with want. He could never forsake her anything.

His hands found themselves anchoring on either side of her head, making sure not to place his hands on any of her stray golden locks, and getting better leverage. The bed creaked loudly as he rocked into her deeper and harder, but still at the same damn slow speed. Fuck fuck fuck. He was close. Close. He made the mistake of looking at Rin as he slammed into her womanhood.

She was the picture of a goddess withering beneath him; her perky breasts bounced with each one of his thrusts, the sweat on them glistening in the weak lamplight, but it was her face that had him on the brink of cumming. Her lips were shiny, swollen red from his kisses, only opened to release each of her moans and cries. Blue eyes framed by blonde lashes were closed, not able to keep open through the love making. There was a lone, dark purple love-bite on her collar bone, fueling a possessive creature inside of him that she was his, as he had always been hers.

"Look...at me... I wanna see you cum," Len ordered short of breath, pushing into her hot pussy harder, pace at last increasing. He continued to go faster, slamming into that sweet spot that that had her sobbing. His gaze bore to her shut eyes, mentally begging her to open those oceans of crystals. When she did- it was fucking gorgeous.

There were tears staining the corner of her eyes as she opened them to him. They enhanced her eye color. He would've taken more time admiring them, but... He could feel her muscles closing around him until he was was sure he was feeling every part of her. With a single thrust, he couldn't hold back anymore, and Len groaned her name through his orgasm. He dragged it out as long as he could, pumping into her, trying to keep going until Rin reached her peak too.

Luckily for him, that seemed to be it. She tightened around him even more, eyes threatening to close again as she climaxed around his softening length. "Ahhm! Ahhmm! Ahhhh... Len- I- oh god- god- Len, I- I- ahhhhh!" She kept her eyes opened, just barely, body trembling with the blissful onslaught overcoming her being.

He pulled out of her, thinking she probably wouldn't like the feeling of soft dick inside her. Len laid on his side, the small bed keeping him like that as he stared at his panting twin. His arm stretched above their heads with a glowing smile on his face. His fingers toyed with a several wisps of her blonde hair, his own spread around his face much like hers. He kept her body close to him for a couple of minutes, giving them each a moment to climb down from their high. "What now, lover?" Finally, Len hummed in question, smile still in place.

Rin stared up at the ceiling for so long, a sudden dreaded feeling bloomed in him, afraid and fragile. Just when he thought the dread threatened to spill out, his sister answered, enthralled, "Bonjour, mon frére."

"Uh, oui monsieur…?" Len tried his hand at the language, flicking his wrist in the air to try to grasp the missing French words. The older man in front of him hooted, eyes closing to relish in the moment, he guessed sourly.

French. Who knew he would need that one day.

Rin had her arm hooked onto his, her expression twisted in silent laughter until… "Hahahahaaaha!" She would have toppled over if he wasn't holding onto her. He spat out a curse in English, feeling his blush creeping up to attach itself on the tips of his ears and face. "Told you to study up more, loser." Rin elbowed him and stuck out her pink tongue.

Hmm. She was lucky that this guy was in front of them or else he would've licked it.

"Stay back and watch the pro do this, bro." Rin sounded egotistical, surely a trait that had been somewhat suppressed until the day they can into this country after finishing high school two years ago. France had a weird effect on her for some reason. He joked around that maybe in another life, Rin was a bitch who lived there. That comment left him sleeping on the sofa for about two weeks.

His twin and lover turned back to the man and began speaking in fluid French, pointing to the fruits she wanted from his stand. The man nodded and gathered the ones Rin indicated. Len draped his arms around Rin's shoulders from behind and placed his head on hers. "Kiss me Rin…" He whined, producing smooching noises above her. Rin snorted, slapping his arms around her neck but making no other move to get him off.

The man handed him their fruits, saying something and nodding to them when she gave him the euros. The man grinned widely, long complex words leaving him. Len doesn't even try to catch on, yet at a glance down at her, shock was woven into her expression. Rin flushed roses in her cheeks, but responded in a steady voice.

He nodded, smile still there, and Rin wiggled out of his grasp and spun around quickly.

"Hey!" Len hurried to her, curiously clawing at the inside of his brain. "What was that?" He questioned with a sly smile. "Did he say that we were fine lookin' couple?" His free hand, the one not holding the fruit, took a hold of her smaller one. Len's eyes flickered to her empty left hand, smiling at the golden band there.

Rin cleared her throat, the flats she wore made a tapping on the cobblestone street, and glanced at him somewhat shyly. "He told me we were the most attractive pair of twins he's seen." He raised a brow, lips forming a smirk; it was always 50/50. People either always said they were a couple or siblings. He was about to ask her why she was blushing like a tomato when she finished answering his question, "And then he asked me when was the wedding."

Wow.

He stared, blue eyes huge on his face. "Holy shit. What did you say?" There. An excited thrill got into his voice at the question.

"Soon." Rin's smirk is a copy of his own and he had never felt anymore pride for her cocky attitude then at that second.

"I fucking love you."

"I know."

"No 'I love you too Len'? Rude."

"Hahaaha! Fine! I love you Len! There! Whatever!"

Len tsked, what way was that to say I love you to someone? "Make it up to me by staying home instead of going to class."

"I can't miss school tomorrow, I assigned paper and it needs to be picked up, Len. I can't do that if I stay home in bed with you all day."

He pouted. "You say like a bad thing." Len kissed the side of her head, the air of fresh oranges on her skin. "Fine, fine. I guess I'll get another shift at the bakery and wait faithfully," he made sure to add with extra mirth, "at home until you get there…..." Rin smiled cheekily at that, swinging their hands with more enthusiasm.

His was sure that their wedding rings glowed in the sunlight, harmonizing flawlessly with the scent of Rin's spice, adding to the feeling inside of him. Sweet as sugar in his mouth. It was a smell (feeling) that he could now describe as heaven. Or love.

He really did understood what that meant now.

A/N: I am very sorry about how late this chapter was. It's just, long story short, I'm going to have to write my stories on my phone instead of my computer, so any and/or future stuff will be slow (slower). But I'll try to give out something!

Cheesy ending to end the smut-turned-fluffy crap. This was a little hard to get out, since I was planning on doing a rape scene, but changed last minute, so, sorry if the transition of Rin's feelings felt awkward and/or forced.

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