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So this chapter is one I actually wrote a long time ago, before I even started this story. It was going to be a oneshot, but then I never posted it... Glad I saved it! I just edited some parts and took out some others to fit the story :D so, enjoy!

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DISCLAIMER (I forgot to do one last chapter :O): Me no own Vocaloid T.T

LEN POV

I woke to the sound of pots clashing and someone cursing. I groaned as I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, sitting up on the couch. Orange woke up in her space on my lap as well, springing up and jumping off of me, hitting my... well... er... you know.

I winced and threw the quilt off, following Orange into the kitchen. I was barely awake, that is, until I saw what was going on in the kitchen.

There at the sink, Rin leaned against the counter, stirring around a cup of coffee. She was fully clothed in our school uniform, though I couldn't see her front since she had her back to me. She kept knocking things over clumsily, swearing as she did so. I cleared my throat.

"Rin. It's Saturday," I said.

Rin turned around, and I immediately felt worry course through me. Her face was flushed, even more than it was yesterday, and slightly damp with sweat. She kept sniffling, like someone with a cold. Her whole body was trembling, yet she put on a bright smile that would light up any room for me.

But she was in pain. I could see it in her ocean blue eyes. Behind that beautiful smile of hers, was a whole other side of her that she never lets people see.

"Morning, Len," Rin said keeping up the smile, "What was *sniff* that you said again?"

"It's Saturday, Rin. No school."

Rin's smile faded and she suddenly collapsed onto the tile. "Rin!" I exclaimed, kneeling down next to her.

She pulled her knees up to her chest and smiled at me sadly. "I shoulda known. No wonder I didn't wake up to the sound of cars this morning..."

I glanced over at the clock. 4:30 AM. I raised an eyebrow. "How do you wake up to the sound of anything? Do you normally wake up this early?" I asked.

Her gaze seemed far off, as if her mind wasn't even here, next to me at this moment. "Mama says I need to work hard. I can't work hard if I'm late, can I?" she mumbled, not looking at me.

My gaze softened, and I brought a hand up to rest on her arm. She looked at me and sniffled again, giving me a look of surprise. "If you ever want to talk about it Rin, it's fine. I'll listen," I said.

Her eyes widened so she looked like a deer in headlights. "W-What are you talking about...?"

I took Rin by the shoulders and looked at her in the eyes. "I saw the letter, Rin. I know."

Tears gathered in Rin's eyes and threatened to spill, but she slapped them away quickly as if they were annoying mosquitoes. "I'm- It's- I'll be..." she stammered refusing to look at me again.

"You're lying again, Rin," I said, anger rising in me for some reason.

"I-I'm not. I'm perfectly fine... I don't... need them..." she protested, her voice coming out in a whisper.

"Rin."

"W-What is it?" she asked.

"Look at me," I ordered, my voice becoming stern.

"...No."

I gently tilted up her chin, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes were red and looked ready to cry. I slowly felt my heart break at the sight of her so broken looking, yet I held my ground.

"Look at me," I repeated, "Look me in the eye and say that you don't miss them."

Suddenly, tears silently streamed out of her eyes and down her cheeks. Her hands flew to her cheeks, her eyes widening, as if she couldn't believe that she was actually crying. "I-I'm... crying...?"

Without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to my chest. I felt my shirt getting wet from her tears, but I honestly didn't care. "Shh. It's okay. It's okay to cry once in awhile, Rin."

Rin finally let out a choked sob, wrapping her arms around me tightly and burying her face into my shoulder. I calmly brushed her hair with my fingers and rubbed her back soothingly as she bawled. I kept saying comforting things into her ear, until her sobs finally quieted down to small sniffles.

Until now, I never realized how small Rin really was. I remember when we were younger, Rin had always seemed so big and authoritative. Maybe it was her bossy attitude, or her large amount of confidence, but she always seemed like the older one of us.

Now, as I'm holding her in my arms like this, I realized that I have grown as well. I'm more mature than I was back then, and so is Rin. We're 16. We'll be 17 in a couple months.

"I feel like a little kid or something..." she mumbled.

I pulled away so I could look at Rin's tearstained face. She looked up at me, and I swear I saw a flash of the younger Rin. "I guess we both have some growing up to do, then." I whispered before pulling her back into my arms.

"LENNNNNNN!"

I sighed, clicking off the TV and looking toward the staircase. "What do you need, Rin?" I yelled.

"CAN YOU HELP ME DOWNSTAIRS? I STILL FEEL NAUSEOUS." Rin yelled back.

I sighed, and shouted, "I'LL BE RIGHT UP."

I tossed my knitted blue blanket to the side and slipped on an old pair of Rin's Dad's slippers. I trudged up the stairs for about the fifth time today, making my way to Rin's room. I knocked on her door first, asking if she were decent, due to some... er... incident that occurred earlier when I was bringing up her lunch.

You liked it.

IGNORE.

Just saying "ignore" doesn't mean I'm going to stop bothering you, Len.

I don't have time for this...

OH SURE, YOU DON'T HAVE TIME FOR ME, BUT YOU TOTALLY HAVE TIME FOR A HALF NAKED RIN, HMMMMM?!

I DIDN'T MEAN TO!

Yeah, I'm really sure.

I tried to calm down the red color that had risen to my face as I entered Rin's room after she had told me it was okay to come in. I stopped dead in my tracks though, when I saw what Rin was wearing.

She was dressed in a tight black tank top that she has used for years, and green and blue boxer shorts that went reeeeaaallly high up on her legs, showing off her ivory skin. She had her back to me, and she was gathering her hair into a ponytail.

My face felt like it were on fire as she finished pulling her hair back and turned around to look at me. Her face was less flushed than before, which probably meant her fever had gone down, and she wasn't sniffling that much anymore. She gave me a real, genuine warm smile, making me blush even more.

"S-So, w-what is it you needed me for?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from her.

"I still feel nauseous whenever I walk, so I was wondering..." her face turned the slightest bit pink.

"Wondering...?" I asked, urging her to go on.

"C-Could you... carry me downstairs!?" She asked, the last part coming out in a rush.

Carry Rin downstairs? Sure no problem-

... Hey wait, what!?

"You want me to... carry... you?" I asked, wanting to know I heard her right.

She blushed as she nodded slowly. Even more heat (if that's possible) rushed up to my face and my heartbeat raced.

Why... is Rin, of all people, making me feel this way...?

...WEEEELLLLL, IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, EVEN THOUGH IT'S SOOOO OBVIOUS, YOU DO L-

NOT NOW, IDIOT!

Rin sighed and leaned on the side of her bed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine, but don't blame me if I blow chunks all over your shirt..." she mumbled.

She made a move to start walking, yet stumbled after a few steps. I hastily caught her, pulling her closer so she could lean on me. Her breaths were heavy, and I could feel her heart beating. I sighed before scooping her up and holding her close to my chest.

The color of Rin's face could definitely rival a tomato's when I asked, "Better?"

She nodded and turned her face away, blushing. I hate to admit it, but she looked really, really cute when she did that.

You know, you carrying Rin like this is a total sign from the future~

Oh yeah, what's that supposed to mean.

Well, you ARE carrying Rin around bridal style. Coincidence? I THINK NOT.

...

I couldn't help smiling when I heard Rin mumble as I carried her down the stairs, "Idiot."

"That's my middle name," I said, dropping Rin on the couch when we reached the living room.

She grinned, sitting upright and wrapping the blanket I had discarded earlier around her shoulders. "'Len Idiot Kagamine.' Huh, it fits." she teased.

Well, she sounds like her normal self now.

I plopped down next to her on the couch. "So, what'dya wanna do now?" I asked.

Rin scrunched up her nose cutely and tapped her chin. She snapped her fingers and smiled. "Let's play video games," she said, grinning mischievously.

I gulped as she crawled over and picked up two headsets and controllers for each of us. She passed me one of each and put hers on her head, setting up the game and waiting for other players to join.

Several did, and there was one gamertag that I recognized. My fingers clenched around the controller and I had to keep from growling out loud like a dog. Nero Akita.

As we started playing the game, Nero chuckled and sneered, "Ah, so I see you're feeling better, Rin-chan."

"Yup," Rin muttered, grinding her teeth and trying to pay attention to the game.

She and I took down a couple enemy soldiers and moved on. I could tell Rin was trying her hardest not to get all trigger happy on Nero and take him down, but she managed to stay calm.

"Ew, what's a girl doing on our team? Fuck off, will ya girlie? This is a guy's game," another gamer sneered, taking down a soldier that Rin was going to handle herself.

I readied my gun and was about to shoot him, but Rin gave me a look that said, "Don't interfere." I grumbled and nodded, trying to pay attention to the task at hand.

"Yeah, get back in the kitchen sweetheart, us men can handle this," another sniggered.

I was surprised that my controller didn't break, considering how tightly I was gripping it.

"Get outta here, Haine, you're not needed."

And that was it.

"YOU SEXIST ASSWIPESSSSSSSSSSS!" Rin shrieked, whipping around in the game, shooting everywhere with her machine gun.

It wasn't hard to imagine her with bright red eyes and flames surrounding her right now.

Nero was the first to go down, and his buddies were followed soon after. "What the fu-"

"YOU ASSHOLES! I JUST KILLED YOU ALL WITHOUT EVEN BLINKING AN EYE. TAKE THAT BITCHPANTS!" she shouted, shooting them as soon as they respawned.

"W-Wait K-Kagene-" Nero said, sounding nervous for the first time in his life.

"DIEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

I smiled as I put my hands behind my head and leaned against the couch.

Rin's got it handled.

"RIIIIN! TIME TO EAT!" I called, setting her bowl on the table.

"Comin'~" I heard her say as she skipped down the stairs.

She was feeling much better now, and she only sneezed every once in awhile. Her face was still the slightest bit flushed, but much less red than it was this morning. She grinned as she sat down at the kitchen table.

"Nice apron, Len~" Rin giggled, gesturing up and down my body.

I blushed, ripping off the apron that said "Kiss The Cook" on the front. I-It was the only apron they had around, okay?!

"S-Shut up and eat your soup..." I muttered, putting the apron back on the rack.

Rin giggled again and looked at her bowl. She took one whiff of it and looked like she was about to die. She looked up at me with her eyebrows raised. "Er... Len. What kind of soup is this?" she asked, stirring it with her spoon.

"Okayu. Why?" I asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

She held a spoonful up to her nose and sniffed it. She grimaced, setting it back into the bowl. "Well... It doesn't look quite right. Um... How long did you cook it?"

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to remember. "About an hour...? I think..." I mumbled.

Rin's jaw dropped. She took me by the shoulders. "Len! You're only supposed to cook it for 30 minutes!" she exclaimed.

"What?! I swear the recipe said 'should take a little more than an hour!'" I exclaimed, snatching the recipe off the counter and looking it over.

I spotted the place where it said those exact words. I thrust the recipe in Rin's face, pointing to the words. "See?! There it is!"

Rin took the recipe from my hands, looking it over. "Len, you idiot, I wrote this myself. It says 'should take a little more than an hour total!'"

Oops.

You idiot.

Bleh.

"W-Well, I'm sure it tastes fine!" I protested, not ready to admit defeat yet.

Rin looked at me incredulously, then at the soup. I look a closer look at it as well. It was entirely white; I could barely make out the grains of rice. It reeked, possibly from the ume pickles and sliced negi I had thrown in there (something Miku taught me).

"There's no way in hell I'm eating that devil soup," Rin scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

Well, I wouldn't either...

"O-Oh c'mon Rin... I'm sure it tastes better than it looks!" I urged, picking up the spoon and trying to push it into her hands.

"Nope."

"I'm sure you'll love it if you just-"

"I refuse."

"C'mon, I want you to feel better-"

"That's going to make me feel better?! More like kill me!"

"Rin. Just friggin eat it."

"HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS."

"... Did you just hiss at me?!"

"HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSS."

"Just eat it, dammit!" I shouted, shoving the spoon into her mouth.

Rin glared at me as she swallowed, her face immediately contorting into one of disgust. "E-Er, how is it...?" I asked nervously, my heart hammering against my chest for some reason.

"Horrible. Disgusting. Amuetur," Rin said bluntly.

My heart sank.

"But I'll eat it."

I looked up at her in surprise. "W-What?! B-But you said it was-"

"Yeah, it is. But I'll eat it. Len made it for me, and that's all I need," Rin smiled at me warmly.

Heat rose to my face, and I looked at her in disbelief.

"..."

"... Leeen, you're blushing~!"

"A-AM NOT!"

I woke up in the middle of the night later, and went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. I bumped into the table on my way, and pain shot up my hip as if I had been shot. I clenched my side as I silently screamed, leaning on the table.

You fail at life, Len.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

When I finally recovered from my "battle wound," I noticed that there was something strange sitting on the table. I flicked on one of the lights and my jaw dropped at what I saw.

There, sitting in the middle of the kitchen table on top of a note, was a finely decorated banana cupcake. I rushed over, taking the cupcake into my hands and holding it high over my head, Lion King style. I ripped off the wrapper, taking a big bite out of it before reading the note it had been sitting on.

Dear Len,

Thank you sooo much for taking care of me today. It means a lot to me, and I'm super grateful. So, I baked you a banana cupcake to make up for yesterday, haha. ENJOY~!

-Rin

I smiled and silently thanked Rin. I ate the rest of my cupcake, but almost spit it out when I saw the condition of the kitchen. Cupcake ingredients were left out all over the counters, the pan wasn't washed, and wrappers were everywhere.

P.S.- Be a deary and clean up the kitchen for me, yesss? :D

I facepalmed but still smiled as I threw away the wrapper and got to work.

NORMAL POV

Rin grumbled as she padded down the stairs. Who was making such a clatter at this hour? Len, of course. She opened her mouth to yell at Len to go back to bed, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the kitchen.

It was spotless, and Len sat at the kitchen table, hunched over and asleep. Rin smiled at the sight, shrugging off her blanket. She wrapped it around the boy's shoulders and brushed his bangs out of his face. She kissed him on the cheek and smiled as she left the kitchen and went back up to her bedroom.

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Homies help homies, yeah? Oh Rin and Len, so caring to each other, amirite? It's a sign~ -3-

So, your thoughts on this chapter? Next chapter will be a filler, bleh. But it prepares you for a very romantic chapter 7, so think of that as something to look forward to!

Review, review, or else I'll send Gamer!Rin after you with a machine gun. I'll give you a banana cupcake from Rin if you do review, though~! See ya~