A/N: I'm gonna try and update evenly now, although in some way it'll be hard for me...be without further ado, I give you Chapter Three!
P.S: This may sound awkward but, I've been trying to get back in the flow of heterosexual couples...I've been into yaoi and yuri for awhile, so it's kind of hard...but I'm trying my hardest!
Rin sat there in fourth period, listening as her Social Studies teacher, Mr. Kiyoteru, droned on about the relationships between Germany, Italy and Japan during World War II. Like she actually gave a shit, she could just watch Hetalia to get the knowledge and have a laugh while doing so. Her eyes wandered to the clock, to the right of her, directly above a picture of two wide eyed frogs with the phrase 'There Was Homework?'. Only 15 more minutes! She thought with excitement and anxiousness leaking into her mind. It wasn't as though Mr. Kiyoteru was a horrible teacher, quite the opposite actually, the problem was having to sit near a talkative bunch of girls giggling about not only how hot their teacher was, but the bane of her existence, Len Crypton. Who just happened to be right behind her, smirking that fucking smug smirk of his with his hands behind his back as he leaned in his chair and propped his feet up on a chair.
Her chair, to be exact.
Ten more minutes, Rinny! Keep it up! Silently she began rooting herself on as the two Converse High Top clad feet began to prod at her back, effectively causing her to lunge forward and her pen to fall out her hand and into the schools' Kleptomaniac and Hoarder, Devon Brosky. She really liked that pen, it was orange, her favourite colour, and it took good notes. Goodbye sweet pen...I'll never forget you. As she swooped down into her messenger bag to grab another writing utensil, her plastic chair was once again kicked, resulting in her colliding with the wooden desk and her papers falling onto the ground before her. She seethed silently, not wanting to bring attention to herself or the blonde behind her who was most likely smirking that fucking smirk. Quickly, she picked up her assignment, bent on trying to finish it so she had time to go over Akaito's house that evening with the rest of her friends and bandmates.
With thoughts of getting glimpses of Akaito's brother, Kaito, in the Shion's hexagonal shaped pool, Rin almost didn't notice the barrage of paper balls being flicked at the back of her blonde head, almost. After five minutes, which only gave her five more minutes of class, she turned around politely giving Len his wasted paper back. He just sat there, popping bubble gum, and flicking it between his tongue. And then he smirked. He smirked that fucking smirked.
That's what set Rin off. That. Fucking. Smirk.
Without warning the blonde slammed her fist upon the table of the smirking boy, effectively getting the attention of the teacher up front.
"Miss Kagamine? A-Are you okay?" Twitching her eye and never once directing her body to stare at Mr. Kiyoteru, Rin answered.
"I'm peachy...simply peachy."
"Yo, Rin-A-Tin-Tin, heard you went psycho in the social studies room! What up? People keep saying you threw a desk out the window and then slapped Len Crypton." Disbelief flashed through the junior's face as she heard the screwed up rumour.
"Um, no Miki...that's not what happened. Though, I did get a little out of hand." She stated, walking to her locker to grab her lunch box. Never again would she eat the food in the cafeteria here, there was definitely something crawling out and in of her hot dog that day, no doubt about it. The thought of said mystery meat had her mentally gagging, leading Miki to give her looks of skepticism.
"Should we be worried about ya, Rinny?" The redhead asked, her tone more serious than she was letting on as she began flipping her hair "nonchalantly" to spread her new perfume scent as a cute senior passed by the two girls. The male gave her a head nod. Totally subtle Miki, totally subtle.
"Nah," Rin shook her head, opening the double doors of the lunch room for the two of them. The two surveyed the room and took a seat at the stage steps where the rest of their little crew sat. "what you should be worried about is the way information is passed and received in this establishment." Miki silently agreed, sipping on a cherry coke as she nodded in confirmation and swallowed.
"That's true."
"What's true?" Miki's soda was plucked from her hands as Akaito leaned over her, gulping down the rest of it in one go.
"You little shit! Do you know how much that costs nowadays!" Grinning a toothy grin, the younger Shion nodded, chuckling as he burped and sighed. Rubbing his belly he sat down and pulled Mikuo onto his lap, using him as his 'Miki Shield'. Rin watched with unenthusiastic eyes as her two friends fought over whether or not using Mikuo as a defense mechanism was humane or not. Sighing, Rin bit at her orange slices, sucking the sweet juices slowly before chewing them up. It seemed she would have no one to talk to her today since Gumi was stuck in her Trig. class.
"So, you're all coming over today, r-"
"Yes." Rin immediately answered, perking up when Akaito opened his mouth to say anything about his house. The three friends smirked, Mikuo hiding his behind the water bottle he was drinking out of. Miki wiggled her eyebrows and nudged Akaito in the shoulder who did the same to Rin. All of her friends, including Gumi miraculously, knew of her crush on the schools' quarter back and residential hotty, Kaito Shion. Despite his lack of brains, Rin knew of this when she and Akaito had to tutor him together back in Freshmen year, the blonde still felt a strong pull to him.
She wanted him to be hers. That was all.
Blushing at her friend's knowing glances and winks, Rin pouted, sucking on her orange in a sour state. Bunch of cheeky bastards. She thought begrudgingly as she made her way to the trashcans leaving her bandmates to do whatever they had been doing before the topic was brought to light. The cerulean eyed female dumped the remains of lunch and tried to walk back to get her messenger bag, key word being tried. She would have made, yes she would have, but of course, something had to block her way. Mindlessly, walking she bumped into something. Something hard yet squishy and soft at the same time. Looking up and wanting to apologise she stopped dead in her tracks when that fucking smirk made itself known.
Well, shit.
Rin was having a horrific day, certainly she was. Not only did she have to spend her class periods with this blonde menace, but she had to endure being barricaded by him as well. Every step she made he made the same, effectively blocking her way from getting to the safety of her friends and their idiotic antics. I hate him, I hate him with all my being I do. She tried to be polite in the situation, those watching could see that. However, for some strange reason, no matter how many 'please's or 'do you mind's or 'excuse me's were thrown out into the air, the heavily pierced, clad in black male made no show of moving away. So she resorted to a side of herself that was heavily doused with concentration and 'happy thoughts'.
"You Fucktard, get out of my fuckin way before I take this damn spork and shove it up your mouth till it penetrates your fucking brain!" The whole cafeteria hushed into silence, all taking into account that the quirky, soft-spoke Rin Kagamine just cursed out and threatened what was Crypton Highs' new 'Bad Boy'. She stood there, hyperventilating as she held said weapon up to the boy's throat.
He was still smirking that fucking smirk. God, she hated that smirk. Not wanting to ruin her reputation even more than she did a few seconds ago, Rin stalked away, grabbing her messenger bag as she stormed out of the cafeteria, fuming.
Len took a long drag of his smoke in the boy's bathroom, before forming an 'O' with his mouth and producing rings of toxin into the air. The cancer stick laid comfortably between his middle and index finger of his left hand as he skimmed through an old car magazine he jacked off of a 'Freshy'. He missed traveling Europe with his mother, it gave him something to do, something to look forward to.
Because Italy didn't have a distant father who just wanted you as their successor.
Because France didn't have a high school with food made from the contents from The Blob.
Because England didn't have girls fawning and drooling over his every move.
Because Spain didn't have sweet-looking blonde girls who could flip a switch with a snap of a finger and make you hooked to them like some drug.
Len took another drag, this time keeping it in for a prolonged period before slowly drooping down the graffitied wall of the bathroom. He should really be in class, but that's one of the kicks one gets when their family owns most, if not all, of a city. And having a photographic memory also played a key part in his studies. He flicked his cigarette onto the tiled floor, having it land on a haphazardly discarded condom wrapper. Someone got lucky. He thought with a smirk. Smirking that fucking smirk, as Rin would put it, he sat up and crushed out the small flames with the toe of his boots. Shrugging his hands into his pockets he waltzed out of that restroom and down the hallway, set on the mission on finding his Methamphetamine
Rin sat down on the small grey coloured table, crossing her legs as she leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees. In front of her sat her science instructor, Ms. Meiko. The cherry brunette sighed, shaking her head as she looked Rin up and down. The two were actually great friends, Meiko having lived in the same neighborhood as Rin since the blonde was just a little tyke, and having also babysat her.
"So, you went ape-shit?" The cerulean eyed girl groaned, did everyone think she was a psychopath now? If you saw that fucking smirk, you'd have done the same thing too. Not getting an answer, Meiko sighed again, giggling to herself as she straightened out her lab coat. The twenty-five year old woman stood up, placing both her hands on either side of Rin's desk, caging the junior in. Rin looked up, a look of apathy on her face as the elder leaned in to her face, lifting one hand up to cup her chin and rub her thumb against her bottom lip. Easily, Rin held up her hands, placing the palms over top of Meiko's red lips and pushing and blocking her back.
"Aww, you blocking my shot?" The words came out muffled as she formed words behind the moisturized hands. The blonde nodded, her mouth in a straight line as she glared at the teacher.
"You're just too affectionate, ya' know?" The science professional nodded, removing herself from Rin before anyone caught the two of them. She sat back down, twiddling her thumbs; a habit she picked up from the blonde when she was only fourteen.
"I had a reason."
"I know," Meiko stood up once more, walking around her classroom, letting her index finger drag along the black counter top of her experiment desk. "you wouldn't lash out for no reason, I'm aware...I just want to know-"
"Why I did it, I don't really see the point in answering to you." She retorted, glaring at her superior as though they she was five again, and Meiko wouldn't let her stay up late to wait for her parents.
"Because, if you don't answer to me, you may need to answer to your parents about such vulgar language, my dear Rinny." Meiko was once again in her face, her hand caressing the younger's soft, pale yet rosy, cheek. Rin blinked, looking up at her former sitter.
"Are you a pedophile?"
"No, a "Rin"ophile. Now get out of my classroom before I castrate you and rename you Eunuch." Rin giggled slightly, quickly standing up and strolling over to door, in a way to spite the science teacher.
"Come on, move that skinny ass!" Meiko exclaimed in a mock authoritative tone to her student as she slapped her on her buttocks to get her to move quicker to the door."
"One, I don't think you should touch, or talk to, your students in such a way, and two. Your threats, they're always meant for males, ya' know?" Meiko smiled, shaking her head as she watched the blonde move out from her classroom. Sighing, she made her way back to her desk only to cringe. A pile of paper work sat there for her to finish.
"I should've took up that offer, really. But, gotta look out for Rinny." She muttered sitting down on the swivel chair, and getting to work.
This was her idea of perfection; lounging around by Akaito's pool, drinking freshly made Non-Alchoholic Sangria that her red-head friend's Spanish mother just whipped up, and, not to mention, ogling Kaito Shion as he comes out of the pool. Oh, the joys of having a friend with a hot brother.
"Rin, I know you're enjoying this but, we got practice." the young junior was startled by the whispering voice that came into her right ear. She glared up at Akaito; annoyed that her perfect silence and viewing of 'Epic Hotness' was ruined. As she sighed loudly, making it known that she was the least bit content with what was going on, Rin sat up and took one long lingering look at Kaito before leaving with her red haired drummer. She really will miss that sight, sincerely she will.
As the two gathered before the other band members, Akaito threw down his drum sticks. The only person not flinching being Mikuo. "God damnit! Mikuo!" Said boy smirked, only adding to the red haired male's annoyance. Rin noted that Mikuo's smirk was quite cute, and not vexing as a certain young Crypton.
"Dude, what's the matter?" Miki was now holding her hands up, an action that seemed to only frustrate Akaito more.
"He knows what's wrong, he knows all." The three out of the loop looked at each other in confusion, questioning the sanity of the drummer and bassist. Rin, not wanting to start any psyche fights so early in the practice, got all their attention.
"Okay~" She elongated the last syllable of the word, "um, you two can fix that after this session, for now...can we practice?" Gumi, whined and stomped her foot.
"But, I wanna know what happened at lunch! Everybody keeps call-"
"Gumi! Not now!" The blonde held up her finger, blushing madly as she picked up her guitar and situated it on her shoulder for comfort.
That Fucking Smirk would be the death of her.
R&R~