Holy crap it's been over a month since i've updated this story! I actually had this written down on my phone for about three weeks, but never had time to upload it to my computer and then this website for y'all to read. I have responses to the reviewers below, and i hope that y'all enjoy this short chapter (it's 5,316 words total).
"People cry, not because they're weak. It's because they've been strong for too long,"
—Johnny Depp
—Chapter 4—
A hand reached out towards teal hair that fluttered in the spring breeze. The blonde female stood beside her school desk, watching as the tealette worked on finishing her Calculus test.
"Ten more minutes," the teacher called out from behind his desk.
A wave of discomfort flooded Rin's veins as she noticed that Miku was beginning to panic. "Ah, what was the formula for this problem again?" Miku mumbled to herself.
Rin hummed out loud, it's not like anyone could hear her anyways. Peering over at someone else's papers, the blonde found the formula the tealette was searching for. Rin took one of her extra pencils and wrote down the formula on Miku's paper, dropping the pencil on the desk as soon as she was done.
It had been at least a few days since the speech incident and a little bit more than four months since the car crash. Sighing, Rin leaned against the wall, head hanging out of the window.
The blonde had followed Miku around as if she was a lost puppy, except for days when Rin remembered she had classes. Rin obviously didn't want to redo the school year when she returned to her own body, so she had been attending her usual classes, and even watching her brother hang out with his new girlfriend on the rooftop. The 'Kagamine twins only' rooftop, but Rin really didn't mind. She wasn't there anyways.
Everyone in the Vocaloid family seemed happy at school after 'that,' but if anyone actually took the effort to look closer, they could see that the Vocaloids looked anything but happy. Dark, long bags formed under their eyes, anytime the car crash was spoken about they all went ballistic, and worst of all Rin could see the effect that it had on their wellbeing.
Len would always remove himself to go silently cry out for his sister, wishing that she would come back.
Meiko would drink, not like that was any different than what she would usually do, but she was overdosing on it anytime that anyone would talk about the older Kagamine twin.
Kaito always put up a façade, a façade that would last until he couldn't hold in the tears that he held in.
Miku, Miku, had it bad. The tealette couldn't ever speak Rin's name, and would always brake down into a sobbing ball when it was mentioned. Every single time, The blonde could only watch as Miku let out the pain in her heart. Adding on to the worst part, half of the school's population decided to blame Miku for the loss of their beloved older Kagamine twin.
I'm only in a coma, Rin thought, thumbing the window sill. Either way, it wasn't her fault. There's no need for them to do this. I need to stick by her side... This is my own fault, and I'm gonna have to be the one to clean it up.
Anger pumped through her blood. "I'll be the one to save you, Miku. There's no doubt about it," Rin whispered, staring at the tealette who had just taken her seat after turning her test in. "Just call my name."
Rin received no answer, like usual, but she her lips involuntarily curve upwards at the way Miku closed her eyes, waiting for the bell to ring.
Once it finally did, the tealette stood up, slinging her book bag over her back, and ran out of the room. Lazily following behind her, was Rin whom easily caught up to Miku.
The older girl had ran all the way from the 3rd year's wing to the school's backyard, and into the forest that surrounded it. When Miku arrived at her destination, which was a small house that sat on the very edge of the school campus. It was the Vocaloid's school hideout, they called it.
It was the size of a basic one room apartment, surrounded by lush, green vegetation. Inside, the hideout was decorated with non expensive furniture, and a large rather cheap-looking coffee table. Sitting down on one of the cushions that surrounded the table, Miku rested her head against the cold wood. "You shouldn't be looking at other people's tests," she said out loud.
Rin's face immediately turned away from the tealette. "I was just tryin' to be nice." The blonde plopped down on the cushion next to Miku, sprawling out along the tatami mats. "You totally weren't going to answer that question right, if I didn't help you."
Miku exhaled through her nose, lifting her head to where her chin rested on the table. "You're here, right?"
The blonde simply hit the coffee table with a moderate amount of force. "Always will be."
To Rin's happiness, Miku's face immediately lit up at the sound of the coffee table being hit. "It probably sounds like I'm talking to myself," the tealette laughed, stretching her arms across the low table.
"Yeah, I'd probably think something was wrong with your head."
"So I was wondering. How come you always follow me around? Why do you always save me?" Miku inquired, her look suddenly turning solemn.
To this, Rin chuckled, "You're stupid, Miku. It's 'cause I love you," she stated nonchalantly, not giving a care that she said it out loud. No one was going to hear her words anyways. "It's my fault we're, or I'm in this mess anyways. I hate it. I hate it when they come to pick a fight with you. You never fight back, you're too much of a goody-two-shoes to do so."
Rin had planned to say more, but someone had just entered the room. "Miku-Nee! Help me!" Len had came running in, stepping through Rin's stomach to hide behind the tealette. That would've hurt, Rin thought to herself.
"Eh! What's wrong?" Miku questioned, already sitting up and straightening out her posture. "Don't tell me that you're running from the invisible demon again. I'm telling you it doesn't exist!" Though it really does, Miku mentally laughed. But I can't really call it a demon, I suppose.
Len shivered uncontrollably, "Kaito-Nii has... Has... He's been threatening to... To..."
"He's threatening to what?" Miku muffled her laughs in her sleeve, the sight of Len cowering behind her couldn't have been any better.
The younger Kagamine twin attempted to crawl under the coffee table when the sound of loud thumbs, and the slamming of a door, entered their ears. "Len, ye lil— Ima—" The owner closed his mouth at the sight of the miserable blonde boy.
Kaito strolled in, picking Len up by the scruff of his collar, "You're paying for my ice cream next time, or else..."
"Or else?" Miku and Rin questioned simultaneously, though unable to hear each other.
"You wouldn't dare!" Len screeched, tackling Kaito to the rough mats below. The two struggle to stay in complete power, but because Len was such a scrawny boy, Kaito obviously had the upper hand.
With a nefarious grin, Kaito replied, "Yes, I would!" The younger blonde continuously tried to remove Kaito's weight from his body, but was unable to.
"Woah, woah, wait! Kaito, you've gotta share! What're gonna do?" Interrupted Miku, who had been watching them with slight interest until the black mailing had been mentioned.
The blue-haired vocaloid dropped Len to the floor, looking at Miku with sparkling eyes. "You'll never believe it!" Laughing as the younger blonde furiously chased him around the room, Kaito managed to fumble out "Len once sang the Pretty Cure theme song and I have the recording of it!"
Len screamed, attempting to cover Kaito's voice, unfortunately failing. Promptly Miku's voice came out in uncontrollable, breathless laughs. "Y—you mean the one that goes 'Pretty Cure, Pretty Cure! Pretty Cure, Pretty Cure! Pretty cures cures! Together we are Pretty Cure~!'"
"Yes! Yes! And he was even dancing to it!" Kaito added, laughing so hard that he fell to the floor, while Len ashamedly stared at the floor with great interest.
After a while Rin paid no heed to their foolish antics as she lay on the tatami mats. "I want to see myself," she whispered, lazily glancing at her friends. "I probably look pathetic. Not that I never didn't look pathetic in the first place."
"OooOh I r—" The blonde female sat up from her place on the floor due to Miku cutting off her own sentence. "Ah!" Miku began, "I forgot that I had a recording session today!" The tealette picked herself up, making way for the entrance and leaving Rin in the dust as the blonde frantically chased after her.
"Bye-Bye..." Len and Kaito managed to say as Miku dashed out of the hideout, a trail of wind following her exit.
—
By the time Miku had arrived at her destination, the recording studio, Rin was out of breath from trying to catch up with her teal haired friend. "How the heck do you run so fast?" The blonde questioned, propping herself up on her knees.
Rin's question went unanswered as the tealette leapt inside an elevator that was situated at the far right of the building.
"My god! Slow yourself, woman!" The blonde yelled aloud, scrambling to make it inside the elevator, and falling to the floor inside of it. Honestly, the recording studio wasn't too far away from the high school, walking-wise, but Rin could feel herself more exhausted as usual.
Just as she could breathe properly, the elevator dinged, stopping and opening the doors to the tenth floor. Miku hopped out, lightly jogging to her recording room. Rin totally gave up on being Miku's trail, and slowly walked in her direction, watching as the tealette entered a room.
Hiking up her pace just a little, at the last second, Rin managed to get inside before the door slammed closed. She had learned her lesson not to randomly open up doors after a hilarious yet serious moment that had happened with her younger brother.
"You'll be given this sheet of music, and we just want to see how your voice fits with the song," Rin heard someone said as she glanced around the spacious room that was decorated with highly expensive furniture.
Glancing over to the tealette that sat on a leather couch, the blonde decided to stand next to her, peering over at the sheet music. "Tell Your World?" Rin questioned out loud.
Miku cleared her throat, "This is just a run through, right?" She shifted in her seat, and causing Rin to remember how Miku hated sight reading.
"Yes, it doesn't matter if you mess up," the voice said again. Rin turned her head to see who was talking, and it was only one of the employees so she decided he wasn't worth her time.
Miku unconsciously scrunched up her facial features by a minuscule amount, a little quirk that Rin had noticed over the years. "Nervous, huh? Well, I would be, too," the blonde said, dipping her face downwards to get a better look at her friend. Rin also happened to notice that Miku's ears would stretch back whenever she was fretting over something or uneasy. It was as if she was straining her ears to hear words of encouragement. Rin brought her lips close to the tealette's right ear, "take it easy, it's just a practice run, Miku," she whispered, stressing the tealette's name.
Promptly afterwards, Miku snapped her head to the side, teal orbs revealing confusion. "Hm? What's wrong?" The employee inquired, shifting the glasses he wore higher onto the bridge of his nose.
Bringing her attention back to the man, Miku scrunched her eyebrows downwards, still glancing off to her right side. "Sorry... I—uh thought I heard someone call my name... It sounded really familiar, too..."
Rin sat perched upon the chair as still as a rock. She heard me, didn't she? That was me she heard! The blonde grinned like a maniac, but it was due to her excitement of being able to reach Miku's sense of hearing. She may not be able to hear me all the way or even see me, but I'm getting there!
"Ah, don't mind me! I'm probably just hearing things!" Miku exclaimed, rapidly waving her hands in the air.
The man simply nodded his head, and pointed to a door on the other side of the room. "You'll be practicing and recording in there."
"Okay," the tealette responded, already making her way to the mahogany door. She gripped the knob, twisting it with little force. It easily opens, revealing a sound booth.
Rin stepped out from behind her, entering the small room. "Into the glass room please," the employee requested, entering the room along with her. "We won't be using headphones or anything like that today since this is just a trial."
Miku didn't reply, she simply walked into the said room, placing her music sheet on the stand that sat alone in the middle. Rin placed a hand on the tealette's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. At the feeling, Miku let out a held in breath, whispering, "so you followed me, huh?"
Staring at the teal haired girl, Rin smiled. "You're gonna do great, Miku. I know it," she said out loud, pumping her other fist in the air.
"I'll be starting the music in 30 seconds, it starts right after three beats like usual," the employee's voice boomed from speakers set about the walls.
Immediately the tealette's gaze hardened on the piece of paper, her finger attempting to tap out the rhythms on the sheet. Soon she heard the three electronic beeps before the sound of a lonely piano was resounding throughout the room. There were a few measures of rests, but when the time came, Miku took a deep breath. "I don't want to forget these feelings I can't explain.
So I'm breaking the norm, deleting the provided layout.
I'll sing my own song.
And send the words once locked within my breast to th—"
Miku cut off her voice as soon as she noticed that the music had stopped playing. "That's a set of eighth notes, Miku. Not sixteenths," Rin muttered, staring at the paper.
"Could you redo it? You were a bit off tempo and some of the notes weren't pitched correctly."
Timidly the older girl nodded her head. Rin could already tell that she was freaking out by the way that Miku's eyebrows were pulled downwards.
The music started again after three beeps.
—
"Okay, how about we take a five minute break? And then we'll try one last time," the man said frustratingly.
Miku weakly dipped her head downwards. They had been trying to work on the song for about a rough hour and thirty minutes, yet Miku still couldn't get the right rhythm.
The employee stomped his way out of the room. "I'll be back in exactly five minutes. Take this time to review your music."
"Woah, no need to be rude, man," Rin remarked, reluctantly taking her eyes off of Miku for a split second.
"Pathetic, right?" The teal hair girl spoke softly. "Sight reading is one of my downfalls. Maybe I should just give up for today."
What Miku said had angered her invisible blonde friend. "What're you saying? You'd never give up like this," she spoke harshly. Picking up the pencil that had been sitting on the stand, the blonde wrote down two words. 'Listen here.'
Miku raised an eyebrow in confusion, staring down at the pencil that wrote Japanese by itself. "Listen here?" She questioned, watching as the pencil was lifted into the air before it started to tap on the stand.
"I may not be a good singer, and I may not be good at anything at all, but I can at least help you with this," the blonde stated, tapping the pencil to the stand in a certain rhythm.
The teal haired girl sat silently, not understanding what the pencil tapping was supposed to be.
Sighing, Rin stopped, and wrote more on the paper. 'It's the rhythm,' she scrawled down before tapping away at the stand again.
Miku's eyes lit up, intently listening to the beat of the pencil touching the stand. "Oh! This is how the song goes!" She listened for a good minute and a half until Rin stopped tapping. "One more time!" The tealette demanded, holding up the music sheet.
"You've got it!" Rin laughed, hitting the stand to the right rhythm. They practiced several times, Miku singing and Rin tapping along until their five minutes were up.
With newly found enthusiasm, Miku declared "I think I've got it this time!"
—
"Yes, I did it!" The tealette cheered as she stepped into her shared home.
"Yes, you did," Rin spoke happily, watching Miku with great interest. "I'm proud of you," she said, clapping her hands.
Miku brought her hands up to her head, "hehe, I feel honored that you're proud o—" The teal haired girl's eyes widened along with Rin's.
"You heard me."
"I heard you."
Hesitantly Rin opened her mouth, cautious words rolling off her tongue, "you heard me?"
"You're the one who's been with me the whole entire time?" Miku inquired, stepping back against the wall in fright.
Gulping down the saliva that had formed in her mouth, Rin answered, "yes."
Shaking her head, Miku sighed, "I think I'm going insane." Slipping off her shoes, the tealette scrunched her face.
"Stop scrunching your face. You'll get wrinkles, y'know?" Rin playfully spoke, hoping to ease the situation.
Miku's face promptly went back to normal as she stepped onto the floor of the house. She stayed silent while walking into the dining area.
"What? You're not going to retort?" The blonde scoffed, talking out loud seemed to make the situation better for herself. "You've known I've been here so why are you acting scared, now?"
Miku only whispered out her response, "thank you for helping me," a small smile adorning her face.
"No problem," Rin laughed, her steps filled with joy. "It was cute anyways.. Seeing you get frustrated," she said out loud, forgetting that Miku could hear her.
The teal haired girl's cheeks were dyed a sudden red, "Eh? Me, cute?" Miku shook her head, I shouldn't be feeling this way for a ghost. Especially if it is anyone but her.
The blonde leapt into the dining room, spinning backwards to face the tealette. "Yep!" Rin responded, knowing that Miku didn't know who she was so it was alright to speak her thoughts.
Huffing, Miku followed the invisible voice into the dining room. "Great, you're here!" Another voice said, to which Miku identified as Meiko's who was sitting in one of the chairs that surrounded the dining table. "C'mon, join the party, Miku!"
This caused another sigh to leave her mouth, "Meiko-Nee, have you been drinking again?" Miku pinched her nose in disgust. "I can smell it all the way from over here. That's like five feet." Nevertheless, Miku took a seat across from her older friend.
"Still alcoholic as ever I see," another voice joined in along with Rin. Len was sitting right next to Meiko with an unusual face of revulsion.
"Hey, at least I don't sing the Pretty Cure theme song with the network connection on!" Meiko retorted, slamming the alcoholic beverage in her hand onto the table.
Len shoved his face into his palms, "Can we just not talk about that?!"
The teal haired girl chuckled, hiding her mouth behind her blazer's sleeves. "Hah, I really need to see that video Kaito was talking about."
Rin piped up, "I can show you it, if you want to see it so badly."
No one else seemed to be able to hear her invisible friend, and so Miku deemed it would be awkward if she replied out loud, instead settling with a thumbs up on the table. I wonder how it know where the video is, Miku questioned in her mind.
"I'll show you once you're done eating or whatever you're doing," the blonde replied, staring off at the food that Meiko had probably laid out.
"Speaking of which, where is that ice cream lover?" Meiko inquired. "The party is finally starting and he ain't even here!" She slammed her alcohol onto the table again.
Len sighed, his face still buried into his sweaty hands. "He's out. Went to go buy more ice cream for this exact party."
"Huh. Well Len, go out and find him."
The blonde boy immediately removed his hands from his face to gawk at the older lady. "I have no idea which store he went to! And wait! Why me? Make Miku go or somethin'!"
"I'm actually alright with going out!" Miku chirped, her fingers intertwining behind her back. I'll get to talk to my little friend anyways.
The eldest woman scowled, her fingers wrapping around her glass cup in annoyance. "No. I have to talk with leek girl over here about something. You go do what I say or else..."
Eyes shrinking in fear, Len stood up from his seat, saluting to the older girl. "Y—yes!" The boy shakily made his way out of the room, leaving both Miku and Meiko, plus their invisible friend, Rin.
"Now," Meiko stated, her demeanor changing from an alcoholic to serious. "You know exactly what I'm here to talk about."
Miku's lips pulled downwards, fighting against the urge to stay in a smile. "Nope, no idea. Mind telling me?" She questioned with a sickly sweet voice, lying to herself as to the topic of what they were going to talk about.
Rin decided to keep quiet as this seemed to be an actually serious conversation if Meiko was not acting like a fool due to the alcohol that she drank.
The brunette placed her hand against her forehead as if something was bringing her a terrible headache. "Miku, let's stop fooling around."
"I'm not fooling around," the teal haired girl lied again, hoping to bring herself a sense of security. "I have absolutely no clue as to what you're talking about."
The blonde female stood still in her place, watching the events unfold in front of her.
Meiko sighed, meeting Miku's deceitful gaze. She could see it in the tealette's eyes. The way her eyes glistened with a clear covering of water that could spill any moment. "Why do you lie to yourself, Miku?"
The said girl stiffened, her clammy palms harshly clutching the fabric of her skirt. "I d—don't know what you're—"
"—Yes, you do!" Meiko interrupted. "You can't keep lying to yourself. Lying just makes everything worse..."
The feeling of bitterness rose in her throat, "I know it does! I'm not stupid!" Miku swallowed thickly. "It haunts me everyday! In the morning when I wake up. During lunch when I'm eating and when I'm in class. It even haunts my dreams!"
Meiko was quiet, staring at her younger friend in pity.
"Do you know how it feels to have nightmares every single night?" The teal haired girl breathed heavily, heart hammering against her rib cage in pain. "Nightmares where you watch your best friend slowly die right in front of your eyes..."
Rin's throat clogged up, forcing her to take deep breaths. The blonde was quiet, however she plugged up her ears in an attempt to not hear her friend's cracking voice.
"Nightmares... W—where you cause the person you l—love to cry in pain." The tealette hung her head low in between her arms that were now situated on the table. "I did it, Meiko. I'm the one who did it to her."
The brunette gave the tealette a careful touch to her forehead, pushing fallen teal bangs out of the way to reveal teal orbs. "You love her?"
Miku replied quietly, her voice just a whisper that could barely be heard under her sniffles, "I do."
Rin's beating heart lurched in agony, writhing in sorrow. Her lips curled into a smile, yet salty water slowly rolled down her pale cheeks.
"Miku, let me tell you one thing," the brunette began, a sorrowful look entering her eyes. "I was once in the same position as you."
A simple word escaped her mouth, "eh?"
"Yes, it was actually my best friend in third grade," Meiko stated as Miku intently listened. "We were only eight years old, playing in the field of flowers that grew down the river of my house. Next to it was a guarded off forest area that I was always told not to enter."
The tealette and the blonde knew exactly where the story was going.
"But being the stupid eight year old I was, found a hole in the fence. I crawled into the fenced off area as my best friend told me to come back, but I ended up convincing her to follow me. We ran about, exploring all these new places, until something happened. It cost her life. You see where I'm going?"
Miku hesitantly nodded, opening her mouth to speak. "But how are you able to speak so calmly about it?"
"I'm not," she bluntly replied. "I left out the reason why she died, right? It's because I can't talk about it. I was just simply reminded that I couldn't change what had happened."
The tealette's expression became even more saddened. "I can't help but think of what if she never wakes up. What if we have to pull the plug?" The pitter patter of water hitting the table could be heard. "Her eyes are closed, and her body is asleep, but her mind is awake. She can hear us but she can't speak back. What kind of feelings would fill her heart? Anger? Sadness?... Resentment?"
The brunette could only listen to the teen in sympathy.
"I don't want her to be angry at me Meiko-Nee. I don't want her to loathe me. My heart," Miku placed her hand against her left chest, "it hurts. It hurts, Meiko-Nee. It hurts so bad." The tealette inhaled sharply, sniffling heavily.
The older female took this chance to move seats, sitting next to Miku and cradling the younger teen in her arms.
Miku's clammy fingers clutched onto Meiko's clothes, burying the side of her face onto the older woman's upper chest. "Why won't it stop hurting?"
Embracing Miku a little tighter, Meiko responded, "It won't, Miku. But I do know a way to make it hurt less."
"Hurt less?" The tealette inquired, tears still pouring from her eyes.
"Yes, and you know exactly what you need to do." Meiko paused, allowing the both of them to take a silent breather. "You need to go visit her."
The tealette's breathing stopped.
"If there's the possibility that she can hear you, perhaps you should tell her how you feel. Knowing her, she'd probably get more mad at you, if you ate the oranges she has hoarded in her closet, than this whole ordeal," the brunette stated, trying to lighten up the atmosphere.
"I'm scared, Meiko-Nee," Miku whispered sadly. "I'm afraid that she'll look the way that she does in my nightmares."
—
"Len, when do you think they'll be done talking? My ice cream is melting!" Kaito whispered furiously, glaring daggers at his younger blonde friend.
"Shhhh! I'm trying to hear what they're talking about, Kaito-Nii," Len muttered, pressing up as close to the wall as he could, and his eyes widen when he caught noise. "I... I Think Miku-Nee is crying..."
"HUH?" Kaito screamed, however his voice was muffled by Len's hand covering his mouth. "Who's making my little sister cry?! I'm going to beat them up!"
"She's talking with Meiko-Nee, stupid," Len retorted, sending his older friend a look. "And be quiet! They're going to hear us!"
Kaito then proceeded to shove Len out of the way, taking his spot. His head peaked out from behind the wall, peering into the dining room where Miku was pressed up against Meiko. "I'm not sure if I should be mad at Meiko or if I should be worrying about the reason as to why Mii-Chan is crying."
"I'm scared, Meiko-Nee," the two could hear Miku say. "I'm afraid that she'll look the way that she does in my nightmares."
Len's lips firmly pressed into a firm line, his eyes glancing downwards towards the bag of ice cream that his friend was holding. They were talking about her again. "Len.." Kaito mumbled, watching the blonde in concern. "DON'T TELL ME YOU WANT MY ICE CREAM BECAUSE I WONT GIVE IT TO YOU!" The blue haired male blurted out, lightening the gloomy atmosphere.
"Huh?"
"I TOLD YOU, LEN! I SAW YOU EYEING MY ICE CREAM!" Kaito jumped out into the middle of the hallway, sliding a little farther than expected, which caused him to slip onto the floor.
"Kaito-Nii?" Miku questioned in a shaky voice, the tip of her nose dyed pink from crying.
"Oh, heya, Mii-Chan!" He gave her the biggest grin he could make as he rose from the floor. Kaito then made a faked confused look, "Crying? Mii-Chan, that's for babies, you're a big boy now!"
"A big boy?" Miku inquired, her eyebrows creating a wide 'v.' "I think you need glasses. Last time I checked I was a girl, unless I need to check again."
"Nah, you're definitely a boy. I mean you play games and can actually beat me at times. Only fake girls play games," he waved his hand nonchalantly as Len gave him a smack on the back of his head.
I guess that makes me a boy, too, Rin mentally slapped herself. The invisible girl had been silently the whole entire time, her hands covering her mouth because she was afraid of making any sounds and letting Miku hear her cry. She doesn't even know that it's me. Why would a complete stranger be crying over a story that doesn't involve them?
"Ah! My ice cream!" The blue haired boy shouted, rushing over to the freezer, putting them in and letting them cool down.
"Is the party going to start anytime soon?" Rin questioned, her lips curling into a smile. Well, at least she can hear me. Maybe she can tell by my voice.
Hearing the invisible girl, Miku turned her head to the eldest female, "Meiko-Nee, is the party starting now?"
Meiko replied after a moment of thinking. "Hmmm? Yeah, since Stupid Kaito is here."
"Thanks, Meiko-Nee."
Humming loudly the blonde female spoke, "Thank you, Miku."
Meiko replied with a lift to her voice, "You're welcome."
Miku responded to the invisible girl with, "No problem."
Raising an eyebrow, Meiko spoke, "well ain't that weird. I've never heard someone respond to 'you're welcome' with a 'no problem.'"
The teal haired girl stiffened up, forgetting that other people couldn't hear the voice that she heard. "It's just me being weird."
"You really are an idiot, aren't you?" Rin remarked, laughing under her breath.
Miku puffed out her cheeks, she was going to go to her room to have a little chat with this friend of hers. "Meiko-Nee, I'm gonna go get changed, okay?"
The brunette nodded her head, watching as Miku immediately left and disappeared behind the hallway corner.
"Hey, Len," Kaito began, pulling the small blonde boy close to him so that the others couldn't hear. The blue haired male took notice of the tealette's absence.
"Yeah, Kaito-Nii?" Len asked, raising his head to look at his older 'brother.'
Taking a deep breath, he whispered, "I was wondering. Didn't you used to have a crush on Miku? 'Cause I over heard that Miku also likes Rin."
To this, Len gave a wistful smile, "Yeah, I did. But I believe Rin loved, or should I say loves her more than me. Twin instincts, y'know? So I gave up. Rin would definitely take care of Miku-Nee better than me anyways."
Len looked out to the windows staring at the darkening sky. Come back to us soon, Rin. Everyone's waiting for you.
Miku's waiting for you.
Rainydays: I actually watched Kyoukai no Rinne, but I never actually thought of that episode when it came to writing this story. I do admit that it's a good anime though!
Yort the Third: Hopefully, this chapter was good! I understand your review clearly, and thank you so much! I try to keep my stories sad, yet happy at the same time cause when I write sad stories then I become sad 0-0 It's pretty weird but kinda funny.
Loach: Sorry it took so long! I find it real hard to explain feelings, too. I think writing is just like drawing, practice makes it better.
