Heyya, new chapter :D So tired cause I keep on staying up to watch a K-Drama (I feel like I'm betraying anime, somehow *sob*). Anyways, just read, and forgive me for somewhat ranting.

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As I sprinted to Miki, the only thought going through my head how unfair this is.

Which is stupid, and selfish, I know. But I'm a terrible person, so what do you expect?

But, here I am, dying, when she is willing taking her life. She's probably had a normal life, for the most part, yet she wants to die. And, I've lived my last four years in a hospital, only to find that I'm dying... doesn't this seem just a bit unfair to you?

But, still, I am pissed. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I screamed, dully noticing that I was cry- which I really have been doing too much of; with death comes many tears?- and the awkward position we are in. Me on top, holding onto her shirt, her being pulled closer.

"R-Rin?" Miki asked feebly.

"Rin, calm down." Suddenly I was being pulled away, and then wrapped into strong arms. I continued to struggle, so that I could attempt to slap some sense into that girl, but the arms refused. "Calm down," Len mumbled into my ear. My movements slowed by just a hair. "Rin, calm down." Taking a deep breath, I finally stopped struggling. "Good. Now, I'm going to let you go, only if you promise me that you won't... attack her, or something, okay?"

"Fine." Len let go, and I quickly walked out of his grasp. I then squatted down to talk to Miki.

"W-Why... Why don't you come back to our place? I have a story that I want to tell you," I said. Originally I was going to ask her why she did this, but she probably wouldn't tell me, anyways.

The walk back was quite. Len and I walked in silence, Miki trailing behind us, lifelessly. When we got to the apartment, Len set a kettle for tea while Miki and I sat down on the couch. Eventually the tea was given out, yet none of us drank.

"So, what's your story?" I finally asked Miki.

"You first," she mumbled back, so low that I could barely hear her. "What was the story you wanted to tell me."

I finally took a sip of the tea, and then set it back down. "...First off, I want you to know that this is a true story. I know the person that this happened to." I paused for a second. Of course I know the person; she's me. "Where to start..." I took a deep breath. "This girl I knew, she only had a month to live."

"She's dead now?" Miki asked.

"Basically." Because, I basically was. I was only living because of my fear of not knowing what would come next.

That's the way it was with humans. You can pretend like death doesn't scare you, like you will willingly accept it, but if you come to realization that you're dying, or in a near-death experience, you have deep desires to live. And then you realize that death does scare you, because you don't know what happens next. Thus, people have their silly theories, about places we will go to afterwards, hoping they are true, when we really just have no clue. (A/N: Uh, about this little part, I'm not saying that I believe this, although I could. I don't mean to offend someone's religion, or anything; I'm just trying to create Rin's character. Please don't hate me)

"She lived her life, hidden away, and the precious month that she had meant the world to her. As her death grew closer, and she became weaker, she began wanting to scream things like, 'Let me live,' or 'How is this fair?'. But, life isn't fair; not in the slightest. That's why we, as humans, need to learn how to adapt to situations."

"Well, how do you adapt to abuse?" Miki asked. And then words became gushing out of her mouth, an unstoppable current, held up too long. "I got second in the country-wide exam-"

"But that's good!" Country wide... that means she is one of the smartest people in Japan! But Miki just shook her head.

"It's good, but not good enough. I was supposed to get first, and now..." She shivered, and wrapped her arms around herself. "And then, I for my violin solo in front of some of the government members- really important people- I played one note as an E sharp, instead of an E natural, and he noticed, so I'm doomed. He noticed, he's going to hurt me. He's going to hurt me, badly." She continued mumbling these words, pulling herself into a small ball.

"Who is he?" Len asked.

"My father," Miki replied with a gasp. "I can't do this anymore, I'm not good enough. I'm not perfect enough. What's wrong with me, why am I not good enough? What can't I just do what he wants?"

"Miki, calm down." But, she was on a roll.

"Why am I still living? He tells me I'm trash, so I must be trash, right? Neh, I look, act, feel... everything, like trash, right? Because, that's what I am." Tears began streaming slowly down her face. "T-That's what I a-am..." She buried her head into her knees as the sobbing began.

"You're not trash, Miki. You're human," Len tried.

"Why don't you tell the police?" I asked, slightly freaked out by how much her father had brainwashed her.

"I can't." She moaned softly. "Half the police is loyal to him, and him alone. They wouldn't let this pass. He's a high-ranking government official."

"Run away?"

"I've tried. Six times. His police friends always find me. It's unstoppable, so this is the only way. Maybe then every will know how he is, if I just simply... die. Maybe people will begin to notice."

"You can't just kill yourself," I said. I feel guilty for thinking about how I thought that it was unfair that she was trying to kill herself. Her life wasn't normal, not in the slightest.

But then again, who gets to choose what 'normal,' or a what a 'normal life' is? Everyone has problems, yet we all put a facade on, and pretend that everything is swell. Take the three of us in this room, for example. None of our parents are actually there for us. Other people are having their own problems- some suicide prone, some bulimic, others going through a death of a loved one- yet we all put on a mask, and dance in the masquerade we call life. The truth is, having a 'normal' life is hard to achieve.

Well, at least for some of us.

"I don't know what else I can do," Miki replied. "It's just too much for me to handle." Poor girl. She was what, fourteen?, and she has to deal with this? Then again, I'm sixteen, and I'm dying.

"Have you told anyone else about this?"

"P-Piko, but only a little. I was going to tell Yuuma and Mizki, but changed my mind. I just..." She trailed off.

"You can live here, if you want. With us," I offered, but she shook her head.

"I don't want to get you involved; no doubt you would end up getting arrested for kidnapping, or something." She sighed and shook her head. "Piko offered to let me live with him, too, but I don't want to impose."

"Why don't you?" My mind began racing as thoughts began raining down.

"What? I just said-"

"You don't understand," I said quickly. "Our aunt is rich, and is probably powerful as well. I'm sure that she can help you in some way." True, I don't like our aunt, as of right now, but I guess I'll have to trust her for Miki's sake. "Call Piko, now." She was speechless for several seconds, but then she nodded her head and pulled out her phone. After dialing the number, she put it on speaker phone.

"Hi, this Piko speaking, who's calling, please?"

"U-Uh, Piko? It's Miki." I noticed her hands were trembling, but her eyes were determined.

"Oh, hey Miki. Wassup?"

"Uh..." Miki trailed off, and Piko seemed to notice something amiss.

"Did he do something to you?" My brother asked in a protective growl.

"No... it's more like what I did to myself." She took a deep breath to calm herself. A small silence on the other side, and then a quiet voice.

"Did you attempt-"

"Anyways," Miki cut in. "I'm at your sister and her boyfriend's apartment."

"B-Boyfriend?" I asked Len, who just winked at me. Creep.

"Will you come here, so you that I can explain to you what's going on?" Piko said yes, and then the line went dead. Five minutes later, there was a rapid knock on my door. I frowned- surely, Piko couldn't be that fast, but opened the door, nonetheless.

There stood two police officers.

"Are you Rin Kagamine?" One of them asked. I stared at them in shock as I feebly nodded my head. "We're looking for a fourteen year old girl, who was last spotted in a cafe with you. Official name is 'Sf-A2,' but goes by 'Miki.'" She doesn't even have a real name?

"She's not here, sorry," I said. Thank god the living room wasn't visible from the entrance.

"I'm afraid we are going to have to enter you house. We have a warrant right here." What should I do, what should I do?

I numbly stepped aside, and let them in. The walked into our small apartment, and I closed my eyes, knowing what would happen next.

"She's not here."

What?

I opened up my eyes to see the living room empty. No teacups, no Len or Miki. Where did they go?

"Search the apartment," the officer in charge barked. Suddenly Len came out of his room, his hair wet, a towel around his head. When did he shower?

"Rin, what's going on?" He asked, looking at me persistently. I took a deep breath.

"T-There looking for Miki. You know, the girl we meet this afternoon?"

"Miki? Why would she be here?" Len asked, general curiosity in his voice. Was just me, or is he really good at lying? I, in response, shrugged my shoulders. "Well, you can search, if you want. She's not in this apartment." What was he doing? The officers began to search as I crossed the room.

Len wrapped his arm around me, and drew me in close. I understood what he was doing- he was making it look like we were a couple, with him trying to reassure me from what was going on- so I allowed it to continue.

"Where is she?" I mumbled into his ear.

"She went down the fire escape. She's several stories below us, now." He mumbled back, and then moved a strand of hair from out of my face. "Don't worry, everything is going to be alright," he said loudly. He then gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

His smirk told me that he knew that I couldn't get mad with the officers there.

I pretended to smile, as I took his hand. He smiled (a real one, at that), but that quickly faded as I twisted his hand around. "Ow! Ow, Rin stop!"

"Oops! Sorry, honey. That was an accident... you okay, sweet-kins?"

"Oh, shut the fuck up," Len mumbled back. And, despite everything that was going on, I managed a loud laugh.

"The apartment's clear. Thank you for cooperating," an officer said as they walked out of the room.

"No problem," Len said, and then slammed the door. I quickly moved out of his grasp, and then glared at him.

"What the hell was that for?" I asked. Len shrugged innocently, and then went to the fire escape. "Miki, you can come up, now," he called.

"How far down is she?" I asked.

"I told her to go to to the fifth floor," Len replied. Eventually Miki was next to us, again. "Thank you so much for doing that for me," she said.

"Sure," I replied. "Anyways, how did you-"

"Len heard the officers speaking, and connected the dots. He quickly shoved me down the fire escape, and put the tea cups into the sink, and went into his room."

"I figured it would look more natural if it looked like I had taken a shower, so I got my hair wet, and changed into my PJ's," Len finished. There was another knock on the door, and we all froze. "Rin, answer the door. Miki, stay near the fire escape, an go down if you hear the officers, or something." We both nodded our heads. I opened the door to see Piko there.

"It's alright, guys," I called. "Just Piko." He gave me a strange look, but I shook my head. "Miki, you should probably leave as soon as possible. Here-" I said while rummaging through the coat closet. I then found what I was good for- a hat, to hid her hair under, and a pair of hipster glasses. "Walk quickly, but don't make it suspicious. Pretend like you're on your way back from a date. Piko, Miki will explain everything to you, okay?" They both nodded their heads grimly. "Okay, go quickly. Be safe, you two." They both nodded their heads, and then left.

I collapsed onto the couch. "Well, wasn't that something?" I asked Len.

"Agreed." He sat down next to me, and then leaned into my shoulder. "I'm tired... so, let me rest."

"Len, what is up with you?" I asked. "You've kissed me twice, now," I said.

"Oh, come on," he replied. "Let's go out," he mumbled.

Me, go out with someone? That would be too cold. I would be with them for, what, two weeks? And then BAM! I'm dead. No, I'm not going to do that to anyone.

"Are you high?" I asked. What the heck did he just say?!

"No, no I'm not. Or, perhaps I am, high off of your beautiful smell." He began sniffing me.

"Okay, either high or drunk. Get off of me already," I said, pushing him off. My face was red, for some reason. "You're going to have to get off me, now."

"Don't wanna."

"Len!"

"I'm asleep... zzzzzzz..." And, no matter how hard I moved, he refused to let me go.

I woke up the next morning to find myself snuggled into Len, his arm draped protectively around me, my head rested into the nook of his neck. I smiled softly to myself, and then closed my eyes again.

The moment was ruined when I felt the need to vomit. I began coughing widely, little spurts of blood coming out as well. I attempted to escape from Len's grip, but he held on. I began to panic- I need to take my medicine, now, but Len was too strong. His eyes fluttered open.

"Rin?"

"Len! Let go of me, now," I said, still trying to escape from his grasp. Another round of coughs began as I began to sway with nausea. "Are you okay?"

"Let go." He finally did, and I shot up, too quickly. After taking a few dizzy steps to steady myself, I began walking to the bathroom, where I had hid my medicine. Len followed behind me, asking if I was alright. With shaky hands, I took my medicine out of my backpack, and then swallowed all seven pills, without water. I then sat down onto the toilet, waiting for it to work.

After coughing up some more blood, effectively making the bathroom quiet dirty, as well as myself, I felt my insides begin resting again. I took a deep breath, and then pulled out my phone. I ignored Len asking me of what's going on, and called Kiyoteru's number. After the third ring, he picked up.

"Rin! Is everything alright?" He asked.

"Kiyo, it happened again," I mumbled, ignoring Len. I shoved him away, and began talking rapidly. "It happened with me waking up, and that's never happened before, so, I mean... is it coming closer?"

"...Yes," Kiyoteru said. "Soon enough. I'm really sorry."

"It's... it's okay. Listen, I needa go, okay?"

"Is everything alright." I mumbled something, and then hung up. Len turned to me, and began desperately asking questions like "Are you okay" or "What's going on."

"Don't worry, Lenkins. I'm used to it," I replied, trying to sound cheerful. I began walking away, but he extended his arms, and pushed me back against the wall.

"Now," he said slowly. "You aren't telling me something, and I want to know what." His gaze was so intense, he was practically glaring at me. I swallowed. "Rin, what is it?"

"I was the girl in the story."

"So, I was looking around online, and I think that I found a place that's haunted," I said to Len while taking a sip of my tea.

"Mmmmm," he mumbled lifelessly.

"Let's go there tonight, okay?"

"Nmnmnmn."

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes, the tension thick in the air. I coughed awkwardly, trying to break it. "Oh, I also heard that Gumi Megpoid is having a concert, soon, so I think I'll book tickets."

"Oooooooon."

"Len!" I finally snapped. "Stop making weird noises, already."

"Naaaaaaaaaak." I then moved promptly, and sat on him, wrapping my arms around his neck, and trying to make myself as heavy as possible.

"Stop, otherwise I won't get up."

"You don't weigh a thing," he replied back. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"What's with you, today?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

"Hm, I don't know. Maybe cause you never bothered to tell me that you are dying? And, now I'm all depressed, and I think I even cried, so this is your damn fault, Rin Kagamine." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, I know that I'm dying. That's why I made this list, and that's why you better get your ass up, or else I'll kick it, okay?"

"No."

"Len!" I yelled, once again.

"Tell me the whole story," he said. I hesitated for a moment.

"Fine. Basically, I got into a car accident, effectively killing my parents, making me lose some memories, and causing some internal damage that is slowly killing me. Piko was perfectly okay, because I used my body to shield him. We were taken to an orphanage for a year, where I began coughing up blood. Our aunt adopted us, and I was shipped off to a hospital, which I've lived in for four years. Ta-da, the end, now get your lazy ass up."

"But that's so sad!"

"I know! I'm kind of living through it right now, you aren't helping," I said, making my voice sound higher.

"Fine!" Len said. "Let's go."

Later that night, we layed on the floor of an abandoned mansion, our sleeping bags pushed so that our heads were right next to each other in the middle. In between us were two flashlights, that barely lite up the space, and some ramen. We talked about trivial things, sitting back to back.

"So, what's the story behind this place?" Len asked. I finished slurping my ramen up before answering.

"Ah, apparently a teacher kidnapped two children, and murdered them here. Now all three spirits remain here, the teacher chasing after the children for all time. Midnight is the only when you can see them... because, well, it's midnight," I replied calmly.

"A-And you aren't scared in the slightest?" Len asked me.

"Oh, come on," I replied. "You're a male, right? Grow some balls already!"

"I'll have you know-"

"No, you won't. Please, spare me details about your No-No Zone," I replied quickly, embarrassed. We sat in silence for a couple of seconds. "Neh, Len, would you play your violin for me?" I asked.

"What? No!"

"Pllllease?" He was quiet for several seconds.

"Fine. But you have to kiss me." Before I could say anything, he sprang up, making me fall down to the ground. That jerk. Len then took his violin out of it's case, and then added rosin to the bow.

"Oi, this is my own song, that I wrote, so don't laugh, okay?"

He began playing, a soft, yet somehow... eerie, melody erupting from the string. I listened to him for a little bit, and then open my mouth and began singing. Somehow my song 'Kokoro' worked it's way into Len's melody perfectly.

"Well, wasn't that beautiful?" Len asked. I smiled at him, happy to have sung it with him. "Right a counterpart for me, okay? Then we can sing it together." I smiled again, and nodded my head. Len began smirking as he shoved his face close to me. "Now for that kiss."

I nodded, and then gave a peek on the cheek.

"That's cheating! On the lips, lips!" Len protested, but I just laughed.

"You never said where to kiss you." Len sighed, but nodded his head in acceptance.

"Fine. But, just go out with me."

"Len, what do you not understand by I'm dying. I can't go around dating people, and then leaving them."

"Please, Rin." He nuzzled my neck, and I shivered. "I've had the irresistible urge to just... I don't know, kiss you, hug you, cuddle with you, take you out."

"I'm going to be dead in, what, a month?"

"All the more reason to spend as much time as possible together," Len replied. I sighed (but was blushing), and bit my lip. I then grabbed his shirt, and jammed his lips against mine.

"Take care of me," I replied.

"O-Of course," Len said with a smile, looking slightly dazed. We leaned against the wall as I checked the time. It was 11:49.

"Neh, Len. I was wondering, but who did people at Crypton know who you were?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm kinda famous."

"WHAT?!"

"Well, not really famous. I mean, famous in Crypton. Although I was poor, and was living alone, I was smart enough to be a scholarship student. And, I always got first. I was the first person to ever do that at Crypton High, so that kinda makes me famous there."

"Good boy." I said. We sat in silence and Len put his arm around me. I checked time a few minutes later; it was 11:59. "Here we go," I said quietly.

Suddenly down the hall, a pair of children's shrieks and giggles could be heard.

Okay, guess which Vocaloids they are! I'll give you a hint: they are... uh, well, one is an English Vocaloid (that just gave it away), and the other is who I ship him with.

Anyways, gosh what a chapter. I think this doubles how long most chapters are in this fic. So, for all my hard work, you should review :D