Sometimes less is more.
Bang, bang, bang.
"I'm coming!" Rin yelled loud enough for whoever was at their door could hear her. "Len, I need you to get the door."
"Didn't you just say you would get it?" He questioned.
Rin picked up the sleeping Yuki as she explained "I need to get Yuki into bed, so your argument is invalid." She walked to Yuki's room and slammed the door shut with her foot. "Good night!"
With a sigh and a groan Len lifted himself from the floor and walked to the door. Mentally he gasped upon seeing their late-night visitor. "Mi- I mean, Princess Miku, what are you doing here?"
Obviously Miku was filled to the brim with rage. She took a deep breath to make sure she could keep her composure before speaking. "First of all," she began, "my name is not 'Princess Miku' nor is it 'Princess'. It's just 'Miku', so please refer to me as such. And secondly," she drew back her hand and whipped it against his cheek.
Len was in shock. He pressed his hand to his cheek as if to clarify that he really had been slapped, by the princess no less. Once he came to a realization he furrowed his brow and screamed "What was that for?"
"I think you rather deserved that." Miku said in response.
"Listen, Princess," Len said in a mocking tone, "just because you think I deserve to hit in the face doesn't give you any right to do so!"
The princess laughed. "I have every right to do whatever I want. I'm Miku! Do you not understand that?"
By now Len was filled with as much rage as Miku. Before he would second guess himself he slapped the princess in return. She gasped, for that was the second time she had been slapped that day, and by one of the filthiest (and only) peasants she knew. Len chuckled. "You know, I think you rather deserved that."
Again Miku took a deep breath to regain composure and then slapped Len's other cheek. Len did the same. They went back and forth hitting each other at least five times before they broke out in a heated argument. It went somewhere along the lines of:
"What is wrong with you?"
"You hit me first!"
"Because you had it coming!"
"Well so did you, Princess."
They continued to yell at each other like this for a good four minutes. Sometimes they would yell over each other and while at other times they would take turns insulting one another. It wasn't until Miku said something – something that had been driving Len off the wall since they had met each other – that they finally started to listen to each other's argument.
"Just because you're madly in love with me doesn't mean you can ruin my life!" She screeched.
In distress Len threw his hands to his head and dug his fingers into his scalp. "What are you talking about? I've been telling you since day one that I am not, and for that matter I will never be, in love with you!"
"Then why did you make Prince Kaito hate me?"
As he was taken aback Len had nothing to say. He had no idea his marvelous plan had two parts to it, or that the second part could possibly fail. How was he of all people supposed to know, anyway? Miku's eyes quickly welled up with tears and spilled over all most immediately. Len stood there like an idiot while the princess bawled her eyes out.
Suddenly something hit Len – literally. In confusion he turned around to see where it came from. All he saw was the door to Yuki's room being shut swiftly yet silently. He then looked down to his feet and saw one of Yuki's plush crab dolls.
It suddenly occurred to him as to what Rin was trying to do. He tried to debate what his next move should be, however Miku's whimpering wouldn't allow it. After a few seconds he gently he placed his hand on Miku's head, attempting to comfort her.
"Miku… I'm sorry." He said caringly. "But if you think about it, you don't even need that bug." The thought of Prince Kaito no longer being in love with Miku was very pleasing to Len.
It didn't seem ease Miku's anguish. In fact, the mention of Prince Kaito (or bug, in this case) caused Miku to cry harder. "Yes I do. I need him more than anything in the world."
Without any hesitance Len dug his fingers into Miku's shoulders and forced her to look at him. "No you don't!" He insisted in a tone that was more furious than encouraging. "I mean if he's chosen not to love you because of… well, I'm clueless as to why he's stopped loving you but anyhow- then he must have brain damage."
"He's still loved me more than you've ever had, though." Miku said as she wiped her tears away with her index finger. She seemed to be recovering, though her breathing still uneven. The room went silent as she waited to hear something along the lines of 'That's because I've never been in love with you', something that Len would say whenever Miku teased him like that (she was dumb, but she wasn't stupid).
Instead Len put a hand on Miku's cheek and help her wipe away her tears. He tilted his head up slightly to meet her gaze and smiled at her. "I find that hard to believe."
Miku couldn't believe what this peasant was doing, nor did she know what she, the princess, was doing. Was she really allowing his to press his filthy hand to her cheek? Did her heart rate really start to pick up when this action happened? Len's hand didn't feel dirty, though. It actually felt and smelled cleaner than it ever had before. And it did make sense for her heart to pick up considering how soothing and soft his palm felt against her skin.
"Princess… I… I…" Len stammered with a complete loss for words. His face slowly drew closer to Miku's. To Miku it seemed that Len was about to kiss her. She, too, leaned in just as slow, if not slower than Len, as if to relish in the anticipation. When their lips were but mere centimeters apart Len jolted his head forward so that their lips could meet as soon as possible.
In the nick of time, however, Miku was able to dodge his sudden attack. She continued to lean in until her lips were right by his ear. "I", she picked up where he left off, "told you so." She whispered jokingly.
Dissatisfied with not receiving the kiss he had expected Len turned his head and gave Miku a peck on the cheek. This left them both with grins that stretched from ear to ear.