A/N: Yay! I found a song that let's me go back to my Alternate Universe-universe! Related to my first two additions.

Song by Lily Allen. I heart her accent.

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Who'd Have Known?:

Rin was seriously beginning to doubt her sanity. Like, really. What sane person spends three days at some loser-stalker's house?

She sighed, because that was pretty unfair, even for her. Gakupo had been nothing but nice (sickeningly so) since her brother had left to go study overseas. She'd been feeling lonely, and like he had said, he'd come to visit her and keep her company. Now, however, she's been sleeping at his house. What the hell? They were even sharing a bed, for god's sake. They ate meals together, went out together, watched TV together, always together, together, together.

...Like some sort of married couple.

Oh, God, she was getting soft, wasn't she? Soon, she'll be gushing to Miku about boys and shopping and staying at home to knit and play housewife and take care of three little, purple-haired brats. She grabbed the pillow that was next to her on Gakupo's sofa and buried her face in it, resisting the urge to scream. She'd die before anything like that will happen!

"Is, uh, everything alright?" a voice asked, interrupting her self-loathing. She looked up to see long purple hair, that happened to belong to the man she was currently staying with.

"Just peachy!" she answered. She didn't want to look at him, so she turned to the digital clock above the television. 5 in the morning already? They've seriously just been talking for over seven hours now? That was weird.

Gakupo must have noticed her sarcastic tone, but smartly chose not to comment on it. He glanced at the clock, too. "Wow, it's late. Early. Whatever. Anyway, I'm going to bed soon," he told her. Her lips curved into a semblance of a smile when he tripped over his words, but she scowled when she realized that she was grinning like an idiot. "You staying over again?"

The blonde didn't answer him. Instead, she stood from her place on the couch and sauntered over to his bedroom, burrowing under the covers and closing her eyes when she heard him start to follow, pretending to be asleep. Which was ridiculous, anyway. No one falls asleep that fast. She wanted to hit herself when she realized she probably couldn't sleep without him creeping into bed with her.

She heard him enter the room an discard his shirt before lifting the blankets, climbing in and wrapping an arm around her. Warm, she thought, trying to discreetly scoot closer to him. For warmth. Not because she waned to cuddle. Or anything.

Gakupo noticed, though. He always noticed. She could hear the smile in his voice when he murmured, "It's supposed to be nice out tomorrow."

He was talking about the weather now? "Yeah," she said slowly. "What of it?"

"Luka wanted to know if we wanted to go to a movie and then grab something to eat with her and Miku. I thought it'd be fun," he said.

She pulled away from him slightly, raising a brow though she didn't really know if he could see it in the dark room. "Is this some sort of double date?" she asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry about it," he told her, chuckling. She opened her mouth to protest more, but he pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers, effectively silencing her.

Rin wondered if this was normal. They were by no means an item or anything. But she slept at his house and ate all his food and, dear God, she did laundry yesterday and even tidied up his apartment. They kissed (among other things) and she knew he had feelings for her because he's told her as much.

She tried to shrug off the annoying, twisting feeling in her stomach and her heart's pounding long enough to roll over and away from him so she could get some sleep.

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The next day, they met up with Miku and Luka as planned, only stopping at Rin's house so that she could shower there and get a change of clothes.

She couldn't really remember the movie all that well, but apparently it had been some comedy or another. No, she couldn't pay attention, because stupid Gakupo had put his stupid arm around her and that had left her too stupid to know whether to push him arm off, punch him, or... lay her head on his shoulder. Stupid, stupid, stupid. And then he leaned down to kiss her nape, and she didn't do a thing to stop it. In the end, she let him leave his arm there.

"You two make me feel sick," Luka commented when they exited the theater, "Getting all cuddly. Are you together now?"

Rin scoffed. "At least we weren't making out. Unlike some people." That caused Miku to blush, and Luka to shout something. Thankfully, Luka didn't notice that Rin had ignored the pinkette's question. "I'm hungry. Let's go find somewhere to eat."

The group ended up at a crowded plaza, and Gakupo took her hand. "W-What are you doing?" she asked indignantly. They were in public. He wasn't allowed to touch her where people could see!

"Making sure you don't get lost. You're so tiny, someone could accidentally step on you," he stated, raising her hand to his face so that he could kiss her wrist. The pulse there was fluttering. Rin glared at him. Since when did Gakupo get all cheeky and affectionate?

She was about to come up with some witty retort, but someone stepped on her foot, hurting her and proving the idiot right at the same time. She turned around, ready to give that person a piece of her mind, but Gakupo squeezed her hand saying, "Calm down, baby." There was a pause, then the purple-haired man froze, as if he couldn't believe he just said that.

That had to be a slip of the tongue, because Rin hated pet names. But... she felt her cheeks heat up. Please don't tell her that she was smiling. She was stuck between kicking him in the shins or hugging him now. She was getting too mushy.

She looked to her left and saw Miku wince, probably thinking Rin was going to lash out at the name. Well, the blonde was never one to disappoint.

So, face still red, she pulled her hand away from his and punched him in the stomach.

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When they arrived back at the apartment, Rin walked to the bedroom and flopped down on the mattress, staring at the ceiling.

Gakupo trailed in after her, and she felt the bed shift when it met his weight. A warm hand caressed her forehead, and she grumbled something unintelligible, swatting the limb away. "Can I ask you something?" she murmured under her breath, half hoping he wouldn't hear her.

He did, though. "Sure."

She frowned, sitting up and turning to face him. "What is this?" she asked, pointing at him and then to herself.

He grinned. "Gakupo and Rin," he said jokingly. It really wasn't that funny, but she felt her lips twitch in response.

"You're an idiot," she told him. "You know what I meant."

The man shrugged in response, shifting so that he was sitting closer to her. "Whatever you want it to be, I guess. You know how I feel about you. The real question is how you feel about me."

She blushed, red seeping over her cheeks. "I-I mean... um," she stammered. Damn it. She was no good at talking about her feelings. Unlike him, she couldn't profess her undying love and devotion to anyone who would listen. Wait a minute. When did love come up into this equation? "Just... Never mind, forget about it." She waved him off, ready to bolt. He must have known somehow, because he grabbed her wrist.

"I won't," he promised, leaning in close to her. "But I can wait." He then kissed her forehead in a way that could only be described as sweet and stood, exiting the room with her staring after him.

Oh, no. This wasn't love. Not by a long shot.

However, she might be in like with this big oaf. Not that she'd ever tell him that.

Are you mine?

Are you mine?

'Cause I stay here all the time,

watching telly, drinking wine.

Who'd of know? Who'd of known,

that when you flash up on my phone

I no longer feel alone.

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A/N : I love how resisting Rinny is. Give it up, Kagamine, you don't stand a chance.

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