Got a positive response for this fanfic, so I guess it stays. Probably.
Most don't like Len, but he'll become more likeable (as expected).
Disclaimer: No.
"Of course you don't," Kagamine said with a sneer. "So guess what that makes you?"
"What?"
"My personal taxi driver."
"Oh, hell no," I said, slowly backing away from him. "You're so rich right? Why do I need to repay you?"
"This isn't just about the money. This is about learning some respect."
"If anyone should learn, it's you."
"Are you still fighting with me, little girl?"
"I have no money to spare, alright? I have a family to support." I could tell he thought that I meant that I had become pregnant at an early age- sometime in my teen years- but I didn't bother setting him right. That almost happened. I shiver.
"You seem so young…." He trailed off, as if deep in thought, and I used it as a chance to shove him to the side and walk off. He tries to grab me, but I've had enough, so I do what I've wanted to do all night.
I punch him.
On my way home, I stop by the convenience store and grab a couple of things- oranges, leeks, some candy, oh, and a pregnancy test.
It's silly of me to do this, even years later, but I there's always some sort of fear in the back of my head that I truly believe won't go away. I shudder, pay for the items, and head home as fast as I can. It's then I realize that I was working for Meiko, but shrug and hope she understands.
"Hello, Rin!" Yuki greeted me at the door, Oliver doing the same but without words.
"I brought you some candy and stuff, hm?"
"We're not four."
"What, older people can't like candy? Fine, I'll just keep it all to myself." I look away, nose in the air, and Yuki lets out a laugh.
"Fine, fine. I want some, and so does Oliver. I hand them the candy, put the orange and leeks into the fridge, and then head upstairs, bag still in my hand. I go into the bathroom and quickly perform the test.
Five agonizing minutes later, I check to see it's the same as always- a thin line on the small screen. Not magically pregnant, even this many years later. Letting out a sigh of relief, I throw it away before exiting the bathroom. Yuki is waiting for me, a stern look on her face.
"Again, Rin?" I shrug, not bothering to try to tell her I wasn't checking because she knows better. "You know if it hasn't happened then, it won't happen now."
"I can't explain it, Yuki. There's always this nagging suspicion…."
"...This terrible paranoia, this overwhelming sense of fear," she finished for me. I laugh. "I can warm food up for you, if you'd like." I shake my head as Oliver joins us.
"I think I'm going to bed."
"Night, Rin."
"Night, Yuki, Oliver."
They both give me a peck on the cheek- Oliver on the right, Yuki on the left- before heading downstairs, presumably to watch television. I smile at the them, still glad that they retain their childhood innocence, despite the fact that they've both been through so much. I admire them.
It's with that thought I fall asleep.
Len's P.O.V
By the time I get over the shock that that chick had the nerve to punch me Miku's gone, so it's too late for me to ask for the girl's address. What was her name… Rui? Ring? No, Rin, that's it.
Thankfully, I know where Miku lives and have no qualms about going to her place and figuring out where Rin lives, so that I can exact my revenge.
I may be a big business owner, but I have the mentality of a high schooler.
Miku's place looks as run down as ever. I've never been inside since I've only come here to pick Miku up and drive her to where we were going, usually Meiko's bar.
I ring the doorbell of the shabby house, expecting Miku to answer. Instead, a high school boy with an eyepatch, a gold eye, and a halo of blonde hair answers.
"Hey, kiddo. Do you know if Miku's home?"
He says naught.
"Um…."
He just stares.
"Well, it's a fine night, isn't it?"
"Oliver," a girl around his age says as she rounds the corner, shaking her head. "I've told you before to not answer the door if you aren't going to speak." She gives him a glare before turning to me, a sweet smile perched on her face. Quite a difference.
"I'm sorry about Oli," she said. "He doesn't like to talk. You're looking for Miku?" I nod, saying not a word. "She isn't home yet, but will be soon. If you'd like you could wait inside." Oliver slaps her lightly on the back of the head. "Oh, right. Stranger danger. Hmmm… do you mind waiting-"
A sudden bloodcurdling scream cuts her off, coming from upstairs.
I'm about to race in and help whoever it is in danger, but Oliver sticks his arm out to stop me. "Someone's in trouble!" I scream, but they're both the picture of calm.
"No, no, everything's alright. She's…. Oli, would you check up on her? Since I'm the one who can speak in front of others?" A pointed look. "Don't worry, I won't let him into the house." A nod and then he's off, going up the stairs. I stare in horror at her, wondering what the hell is going on, and so she reluctantly said, "Nightmares. They keep us all up." I nod my head.
"Who… was that? I mean, if Miku isn't home, and since that scream was surely a females…."
"Hm? Oh, Oli is the only male of the house. The woman who just screamed took us all."
"She didn't sound very old."
"No, you've misunderstood. She's still in her twenties." I stared. You don't just take three people in, not unless you have a lot of money. Judging by the state of this house, I doubted she did. "It used to be her parents home, and it laid abandoned for many years. She had lived with her grandmother for some amount of years, at least until she was eighteen. When she came back this house, it was in need of repairs, but she didn't have the money to rebuild."
"Who is this person?" I asked in wonder. Whoever it was deserved a medal. However, once again the girl was cut off by someone else.
"You don't need to bring me water, Oliver, I can get it myself." There was no response, but she seemed to know what he was going to say. "That's silly, I'm not that weak. It easy enough during the day, but at night, you're mind remains so exposed…."
"Oi! Come over here, will you?" The girl at the door said. "I've been telling this lad about all your accomplishments, Rin."
No.
"Yuki! What are you- I'm sorry she- you!" It was her, though. Third time in less than twenty four hours I was unfortunate to run into Rin Kagamine. "Wait, you're the one who this girl was talking about?!"
"What are you doing here? I swear I will call the cops." In a second her expression had dropped from happiness to anger. We both glared at each other as the girl- Yuki, was it?- coughed.
"Oops, sorry, Yuki. You can close the door. Conversing with scum like him can't be good."
"This was the family you were talking about?"
"Rin, he didn't seem that bad."
"..."
"Yuki, just…. Urg. I will call the police."
We both glared at each other.
"Len? What are you doing here?" I spun on my heels to see Miku standing behind me, shivering. Behind her was Kaito's car, Kaito staring apprehensively.
"Good luck, mate." Although he's Japanese, he stayed in Australia for three years, leaving behind the strangest combination. Ever. "She spent the entire car ride home, ranting to me about how she was going to kill you if she ever saw you again." With that, he sped off, leaving me to my doom.
"Miku, honey, I would be glad if you didn't-"
"Oh no, Len Kagamine. That was unacceptable, what you did today." Miku didn't get seriously mad that quickly, but when she was mad, she was mad. "Let's not stand in the doorway and speak. Come inside, I'll set the pot," Rin said with a sigh.
Inside wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. All the furniture seemed to be second hand, but it was all contemporary. And, it was clean, so that's saying something. My house is always a mess until the maids come.
We sat down in the living room. "I think we'd all like to know why you're here," Miku said, and the other three nodded.
"I had come to find you," I said to Rin, who hadn't stopped glaring daggers at me. I held my ground, though. Yuki shifted slightly while Oliver made a noise in the back of throat.
"Why don't you leave me alone?"
"Because I like revenge." Eyes narrowed, we stared each other down.
"Wow, this is intense. Whatever the hell did you do to piss Rin and Miku off, sir?"
"My name's Len Kagamine." The high schoolers knew who I was, I could tell. They exchanged a look and then Yuki let out a sigh.
"Could you leave?" Rin asked. "I have work tomorrow and these kiddos have school."
"Work?"
"Not everyone has money just handed to them, your highness."
"Hey, I worked for my money, too!" She rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I came to speak of your job."
"I'm a taxi driver for the public, not just you. However, if you wave me down on the street, don't be surprised if I accidentally drive straight past." She finished with a meaningful glance before getting up and serving tea.
"You still need to pay me back," I said firmly, not backing down. "I won't leave you alone till you agree. And whose side do you think the police would take?" When she swore under her breath, I knew I had won. "Pass me your phone."
"Why?"
"So I can call you when needed." She took it out and threw it to me.
A flip phone.
I snickered and punched my number into it. "I'll be calling you," I said with a mock wink.
"Only once per night, alright? I need to get all the money I can. And, it has to be of relative short distance. Oh, and no sex in my cab." I nodded at the restrictions she had set.
"It's only fair."
"Do you mind leaving then?" I got up and gave a nod.
"I'll be seeing you then," I said before leaving, slightly excited for some reason.
Rin's P.O.V
"I'm tired," I moaned to Teto after I had finished wiping her countertops.
"What happened?" I just waved my hand, not telling her about my problems. She was my boss, not my counselor. Nor would she be the first person I would go to for advice on account of the fact that she's crazy. In a good way, if that's possible.
"Aw, Rinny. You can tell old Teto!" I smiled at her as the door opened.
"Hello. How many I help?" I said while smiling at him.
"Well, I would like some French Bread-"
"I'm afraid we don't sell that," Teto said, stepping in quickly.
"But… it's right there," the man said, confused. Ted stepped in, rolling his eyes at his wife's antics.
"Sorry, she just loves the bread. I'll be happy to ring you up if-"
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
"Rin, that's coming from you," Teto said. I grabbed my phone to see she was right, although it was strange, since I didn't know the English song, nor what the meaning was, let alone having it as my ringtone. Although….
Yup. It was Len.
"Don't buy songs without my permission," I said.
"I got this just for me, so that you would know not to ignore it."
"All the reason to."
"Come pick me up." He gave me the address as I glared at the phone, as if it was the reason for my troubles.
"I'm in the middle of work."
"And I need to get to work, so you're stuck having to suck it (up) and deal with it." I hung up and resisted the urge to hurl my phone at the wall. After a minute of deep breaths, I turned to Teto.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to call it a day, Teto. Something came up." She just waved me away, too engrossed in her game of Fappy- excuse me, Flappy Bird (still can't get over that) to bid goodbye. I was used to this, so I didn't mind. On my way out, Ted handed me a box of chocolate eclairs.
"For the children," he said. I smiled at him, thanked him, and then went to go find Len.
It took me twenty minutes get my taxi, and another twenty to find his house. It was probably the biggest residential building I had ever laid my eyes on.
"You're late," Len snapped at me as he sat down in my taxi, making himself comfortable.
"Well, these weren't my taxi hours, so I had to get it and then find this hell of a place," I grumbled out, slightly peeved. "Unless you want to be late to work every day, I suggest that you only call for me at night, my real hours. It would be easier for the both of us."
"Fine," he mumbled, not even looking up from his smartphone. He was obviously trying to rub it in my face- that I had a flip phone, but I was past caring about material items like that. However, the rest of my family was not, so that's what I had spent the last six months before last Christmas saving up for. It cost a hell of a lot of money, but it was worth it.
"Where to, your majesty," I said in monotone.
"Ohhh, I like the way that sounds," he exclaimed, excited the way a teenage girl would be. "Anyways, turn left here." I did as he said and we sat in mostly silence the entire trip to his office. I liked him best now.
"This is it," he said when we arrived. Unsurprisingly, it was huge. "Anyways," he said while getting out of the car, "Since you were late, I get another ride today. Thanks, honey." He left before I could utter a single a word.
On his seat was the amount of cash needed to come from his house to here. I grabbed it, glared at it, and then shoved it into my pocket.
Later, around ten, I got the expected call from Len. I had to pick him up from Meiko's bar, also expected. He was with a woman. How surprising.
There were giggles. She came in first, pulling him in, and then sat practically on top of him. I looked away, trying to focus on the road, but it was rather hard. However, it surprised me what she said next-
"Lenny, why aren't you responding?!" My eyes found his in the mirror, and he smiled sheepishly, although it looked like he was looking at me. I couldn't believe he was holding up his end of the deal, but I was grateful.
"I'm afraid you aren't sexy enough for me."
A gasp, like the woman was actually wounded.
"Len!"
"What?"
"I can't… you asshole!"
"What's the big deal?" The same question was going around in my head, too, but I said naught. I suppose it's a rich kid-ego thing I would never understand. "You're boring me," he said with a sly grin.
"Pull over!"
"Don't tell me you're getting so touchy because you skill sucks," I said wryly. The words came out before I could stop them. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" I exclaimed a moment later, slightly angry at myself for letting my emotions get the best of me once again.
"Yes you did, hon," Len said, laughter in his voice. The girl looked like she was ready to skin me alive, but Len opened her side of the cab and pushed her out. "Leave already," he said before shutting the door and commanding me to drive away. "Thanks."
"I didn't do it for you. She was annoying me, too." I drove him to his house and pulled up at the front. However, before he could get out, I said, "Stop."
"Why?" In response I held out the money from this morning, along with the box of eclairs Ted had given me. "What's this?"
"To compensate for the slut- I mean, date that you lost," I explained while nodding at the eclairs. He opened it, stuck his finger in, and licked it.
"Delicious," he said in faint surprise.
"Right? It's handmade. Not by me, though."
"Then who is it?"
"Ted and Teto Kasane. They run a small bakery and I work for them. It was meant for Yuki and Oliver, but you can take it." He shook his head and handed it back to me.
"My apologies for the kids needing to stay up late. I'll go get an eclair, or something, tomorrow from the couple." I nodded my head. "And the money?"
"You left it in the car," I said.
"No, it's for-"
"If I'm supposed to pay you back, I'm not going to accept money. We'd end up nowhere." I sighed and checked my watch. While readjusting my scarf, I said, "I need to get going. I'll see you tomorrow when you call, your majesty."
"Night." I nodded and began driving away. It was only three blocks down that I noticed the money was back in the backseat.
That idiot.
Not an eventful chapter, but I mean, it's only the second chapter. Still introducing people and places, ya know? Tell me what you think, though. Please?