Huh, that's interesting, so far most of my hits have been coming from… Indonesia?
No matter. Just remember to leave a review. And please… make it more than just "this is gud stuf, plz continu" or something like that. Also, suggestions, please! I'm still just starting up my writing skills, I need your help to improve!
Just a warning… there's gonna be a bit of Len x Rin stuff in this, and maybe future chapters, but that's not all this story is gonna be about.
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*2 months ago*
"Miku, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Al greeted the girl walking down the steps of the private jet, grinning widely, showing his sharpened fangs. He bowed, as was customary among the Japanese people.
"Hello, Al-san! I must admit, it's been a while since I've been to America, and it's my first time here in New Orleans. Can we go site-seeing a bit?" Miku quickly descended the steps from the jet and bowed as well.
"Sure. Would you like to visit a local restaurant? I know a good place." Big-Al peeked around Miku and saw a pair of teenagers, about 15 by the looks of it, descending down the steps as well, carrying bags half as big as they are. "And who are these two?"
Miku stepped to the side so that they could get off the steps easier. "This is Rin Kagamine..." she said as she placed her hand on Rin's shoulder, "…and this is Len Kagamine." Miku moved her hand off of Rin and put it on Len's shoulder. "As you can see, they're twins. They wanted to come as well, they've never been to America before."
"Nice to meet you!" Big-Al greeted as he stuck out his hand for a hand so he may shake theirs, but withdrew it when he realized their hands where already quite occupied.
"Erm, just a second, let us drop our luggage off first." Rin said as she and her brother rolled and carried their luggage to a nearby limo.
"Hey guys, are you hungry?" Miku yelled over to the twins.
"I'm starving!" Both twins answered in unison as they worked together to fit the large bags into the trunk.
"Great!" Big-Al exclaimed as he clapped his hands together and grinned widely. "You're gonna love Cajun food! I hope you're okay with a bit of kick with your food, though!"
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*present day*
"They were so close and kind to each other the last time I saw them… what happened?" Big-Al muttered to himself.
"Rin, please, stop it…" Len begged in a weak voice. Big-Al heard a loud slap, and another cry of pain.
"Just leave me alone. I don't want to speak with you again, you idiot." Rin said as she moved towards the door.
Big-Al snuck down the hall and quickly ducked into the guest room. He waited for Rin to leave; listening carefully for her steps and hearing them fade away into the distance. He peaked outside of his door, and once he made sure the coast was clear, he dropped his baggage onto the bed and left his room. He knocked twice on what he assumed was Len's door, and got no answer. He turned the knob and discovered it to be unlocked. "Len, are you alright?" he called out into the room. The lights of the room were off, and Len lay on the floor in the fetal position, pieces of broken mirror scattered around him. He had a bit of blood running down his cheek, along with a flood of tears. "Oh Lord…"
He picked up the small boy and set him down on the bed. "Hey, hey, it's over now… calm down." Al said quietly to the young boy. He helped the boy sit up. "Now, hold still…" He grabbed a box of tissues and pulled a few out. Len, however, kept crying. Al started to softly wipe away the tears and blood from Len's face, and sang in a low, soft voice.
"I am a robot, a clockwork toy robot, live in your toy box, for a long time…" Al put down a tear-soaked tissue and grabbed a new one.
"Wind the spring on my back as usual, and I begin to walk with a clattering…" He observed the wound on Len's cheek. It was a minor cut; a bandage should be enough for it.
"In this room anywhere, if you've a-scare, and I come to you everywhere…." Pulling out his wallet, he dug into one of the pockets inside of it and pulled out a small bandage. He started to take off the wrappings around the bandage.
"I am a robot, a clockwork toy robot, and your love always makes me alive…" He wiped off the area around the cut once more, and then placed the bandage over the cut. He pressed down lightly with a finger on the adhesive parts of the bandage, smoothing it out. "There, all done, Len-san. Are you feeling better?"
Len nodded slightly. "Y-Yes…" He wiped away the tears from his eyes again.
"Good," Al said as he placed a large hand on Len's shoulder. "Now, I want you to stay here. I'll go get the others."
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Big-Al, Miku, Meiko, Kaito, and Gakupo were sitting in the main living room, sitting on two separate cream-yellow colored couches.
"I'm so sorry you had to witness that before you even had a chance to unpack, Al-san." Luka apologized. "This has been happening more and more lately, but it's never gotten this physical."
"That's quite alright. Family disputes happen; it's nothing to be ashamed of." Al replied, setting down his tea on the small end table.
"Well, that's the thing… nothing like that ever happens between those two." Gakupo said quietly. "They do almost everything together, and the only time you ever see them fight is over something like 'what to eat' or 'who has better grades than the other', and those fights end in about 5 minutes. They could never really stay mad at each other."
"Yeah, that changed about, I think a month and a half ago." Miku thought for a second. "I'm still not sure what set it off. It was about the time they came back from the trip to America, though. At first I thought Rin was just having a mood swing or something, but it's only been directed at her brother, nothing else. Len is also having some issues. He seems to be more affected by this than he really should be."
Big-Al lowered his head and thought for a second. "I can't think of anything I noticed between the two during that trip that might have caused a fight this big. In fact, they were almost… unusually close to each other. For a second I thought they were clones."
Meiko took a gulp of sake and set her cup down. "We've tried several things, like getting Len to stand up to her, getting her to apologize, taking them both on outings, but it seems that Rin is disgusted by her brother's presence, and Len turns all weak and emotional around his sister, no matter what we do. We can't get an answer out of either of them." Meiko refilled her cup with sake. "…and before you ask, no, we're not going to send him to some shrink. The last thing we need is 'Kagamine Twins' mental health in question!' on the headlines."
There was a moment of silence. The air was tense. Suddenly, Big-Al stood up from the couch.
"Okay, I think I have a plan."
"Really, Al-san, you don't have to get yourself involved with this…" Miku sighed.
"Nonsense! I couldn't just go on with my business and then leave knowing that such a serious problem still exists! I fear it will only get worse from this point on." The towering singer adjusted the single skull headphone attached to the left side of his head. "It won't solve the problem right away, but it will get us one step closer. All I need for you to do is keep both of the twins downstairs for a while. I'll take care of the rest."
"I guess I can have Len help me cook dinner." Luka suggested.
"I can play a video game with Rin!" Miku said as she raised her hand.
"Good. Keep them downstairs during dinner if I don't make it back before down before then." Al sat back down on the couch. "Now, about the songs... I was thinking of doing a few duets with some of you before I start on more of my own Japanese songs. I was thinking about it, and I decided I'd like to do a duet with you, Luka-san. Is that alright with you?"
"Me? Umm, okay. May I ask why?
"Because you speak English. Honestly, I haven't finished writing a song in Japanese. And I have a song that your voice will sing wonderfully. Just a sec, let me get the lyrics. We can compose the music to accompany it, if you like it."
"Okay then, Al-Sama." Luka replied in quite clear English.
Al pulled a few papers out of a bag next to him. "The lyrics are a bit dark; I hope you're okay with that."
Luka took the papers from Big-Al and looked down at them. She chose a random part of the song and read it aloud.
"I want your essence, and breathe in your scent, I want a hear your cries of pleasure and lament, I want your blood… I want your blood." She read though the rest of the lyrics. "You're right, Al-san, this is pretty dark. I'm assuming you got this idea from vampire stories?"
"Yes, I did!" Big-Al made his wide grin, showing his sharpened fangs again.
"This is… a bit different from what I usually make, I must say. But… it's very well put together. I play the part of the willing victim in this song, it looks like."
"I got the idea from Mina Harker from 'Dracula'."
Luka handed the music back to Big-Al. "I believe this will do fine, Al-san. We can discuss the music that will accompany the lyrics tomorrow morning. "
Big all pumped his fist up into the air. "Yatta! Thank you, Luka-san!" Big-Al pulled out his pocket-watch. "...It's pretty close to dinner time… could you call the twins down?"
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Big-Al slowly opened up the door to Rin's room. "Okay, time to use my Sherlock Holmes skills…"
He peeked inside. He noticed it that her room was much different that her brothers. Len's room was clean and organized, with the exception of the shattered mirror fragments on the floor. Rin's room was quite disheveled. "Hah, you'd think it'd be the other way around." He looked around the desks. The first thing he noticed was the few pictures she had displayed, then he noticed a few picture frames that were laying down face first. He peeked at these frames, and noticed that all the pictures laying face-down had Len in them. The ones still standing were pictures of other people, like Kaito and Miku. "Strange…"
He looked at the bed, which was still un-made. He wondered if she ever made it at all. The bed was made of a wooden bed frame with two mattresses stacked on top of each other. The top mattress was turned slightly and was off-center. Big-Al lifted up one end of the top mattress, and found a small, pink book between the mattresses with big lettering on it, 'Diary'.
He grabbed the book and opened it, revealing slightly messy and haphazard writing, and skipped to last night's entry. He started to read from the diary.
'I'm tired of having to do this to my brother, but it's all I can do to control my feelings! If I stop now, I'm afraid I may do something stupid. I want to stop, but if I stop now and tell him that I love him more than just as my brother, he'd never accept it… how could he love me back the same way I love him after I've treated him like this? I have to get him to stop tempting me! I could never show my affection, it's just be so wrong! I've tried falling in love with other boys, but nobody catches my attention like he does. I've tried avoiding him all together, but that difficult considering we live in the same house and all. I've tried to get him to stay away from me, but I hate having to watch him cry like that…
…on a lighter note, Big-Al is coming tomorrow. I hope he can teach me more about American cooking.'
Big-Al stood there, re-reading the entry, making sure he didn't misinterpret it. "Oh Lord… I knew there was something deep going on here, but not THIS deep…" He closed the book and put it back under the mattress. He found what he needed.
He slipped out of Rin's room and went across the hall to Len's room. He opened the door and found the room like it was before, only the glass has been cleaned up now. It was well organized, with things stacked and placed neatly, giving it a spacious, roomy feel to it. He started to search around the room, finding nothing of interest at first. Then, opening the bottom drawer of his bedside cabinet, he found an identical diary, only this time blue in color. "Must have bought them together." Al said quietly to himself. He opened the book and flipped to the last entry.
'I still can't tell why Rin is so angry at me! Did… did she find out my true feelings for her somehow? I miss being with Rin… it feels like an entire part of my soul is ripped out when Rin rejects me, and yet I feel like a monster when I think of my sister like… that. I just don't understand it, I have hoards of girls who would like go out with me, and yet I only have eyes for my own sister! I just want it to go back to the way it was! I want to play and laugh with the sister I know and love…
Oh, and Big-Al should arrive tomorrow. I hope he brings more American food!'
"Wow, I guess they really did like that gumbo." Big-Al stated as he closed the diary and put it back in its original spot.