Sorry for not replying to all reviews. I haven't had a lot of time to focus on fanfiction. I'm grateful to everyone who took the time to type something out, though! It makes me very happy.

Here's the chapter. It's short. I don't like it. Whatever. Enjoy.

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Rin had accomplished the amazing task of roping Len into their game. And so the pair found themselves at the mercy of the older girl as she tossed a deck of Uno cards at them with a command to shuffle. With a smile, Rin flounced out of the room. To do what was anyone's guess.

Miku and Len exchanged fond, amused smirks and did as the girl had told them, albeit with an undertone of annoyance. Miku left the shuffling bit up to Len, since it was one of her way less evolved skills, and allowed them a moment of silence. It might have been awkward at first, but by the time Rin returned with a bowl of potato chips and a blanket for herself, they had become quite comfortable just sitting together. Miku would never admit aloud that she preferred silently watching Len than actually talking. Then again, they always seemed to argue when they started talking, so maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to remain quiet.

Miku shook her head of the thoughts plaguing her mind. She felt a mite bit obsessive, which was strange, she supposed. In her past relationships (well, relationship. No one had come before or after Kaito) she had become a bit of an attached girlfriend, i.e. sticking close to her boyfriend and obsessively watching him whenever she could. It was as though being with Len finally gave her permission to do these things. Now that she could, she didn't care who noticed. Well, she did, but those people weren't around at the moment, so it didn't matter.

"Alright! Let's do this!" Rin exclaimed as she finished rearranging her cards. Miku glanced down at her own hand, the colors mixed and disorganized. Some people chose some order for their cards. Quite frankly, Miku had never been good at card games so whether she organized her hand or not didn't matter much.

Miku proved her ineptitude at this game, winning two times out of the fourteen rounds they played. Len didn't do much better, managing three times. Rin was pretty good. Possibly because her inner child was more outer than inner.

After that game, Rin forced them to continue this pattern with various others. Go Fish, chess, and Sorry followed, with Miku and Len failing considerably horribly. Rin just giggled at their stricken faces and their growing annoyance as they continued.

At around five, Len, Miku, and Rin all went to the kitchen, as Len refused to make dinner alone.

"If you're too lazy to do a few damn dishes, then you can starve," Len forcefully told his older sister. Before she could open her mouth and protest, he added, "Without complaining."

Rin tightened her lips, a look that turned into a pout. All the same, she stood and followed her brother to the kitchen, where the sink was piled with dishes and the stove sat with dirty pans on the burners. Miku heard both siblings sigh heavily at the sight.

"Well. This is what happens when we get takeout," Len bit his lip, eyeing the containers on the counter. Some were from a Chinese place nearby, with bit of dry and crusty-looking rice still clinging to the bottom. A pizza box sat at the bottom of the mess, sauce clinging to the edges. It was really quite horrible. Miku couldn't imagine why they'd let their kitchen get this way.

"It won't be too hard to clean up," Rin shrugged.

"You're the one who was going to leave me to do it all alone," Len reminded her. "Whatever. Rin can do the dishes, I'll start on the counters, and it would be extremely helpful if you could sweep, Miku."

The teal-haired teen thought that was well within her skill set and agreed.

It was a good thing it didn't take too long. Both Miku and Len could hear Rin's stomach protesting her lack of a meal and Miku's own was beginning to ache with hunger. Had she even eaten lunch that day? It was hard to remember.

"Alright!" Rin exclaimed happily as she pulled her rubber gloves off and rubbed her hands together. "We're done! What's for dinner?"

"Give me a moment to take in the sight of a clean kitchen," Len instructed. "I was thinking something easy. Probably just macaroni and cheese. I don't feel like thinking."

"You think?" Miku asked scathingly. Len shot her a look of exasperation but let the comment slide otherwise.

"I'm okay with that!" Rin told him, pulling out a chair at the table and sitting down dramatically, lifting her legs and rested them on the chair next to her. Len shared a look with Miku, clearly communicating how lazy he thought his sister was.

"I'll start making it, then," Len sighed and dried the pot he needed. "Go join the ever-useless one," he told Miku, smirking at the glare he received from Rin.

Miku nodded and pulled out a chair next to Rin, who was staring at her hands rather intently as she wove her fingers together. It was something Miku could see her doing quite often, so she assumed the blond wasn't just avoiding eye contact with her.

Rin pulled into some sort of conversation after a little bit, resulting in confusion and a moment of pure hysterics when Rin's comments became a bit too much to bear. Len glanced into the dining room at that moment (all he had to do was poke his head over the counter) to see Miku in a fit of extreme giggles with her forehead against the table's surface. With a roll of his eyes, he went back to the meal at hand.

After a rather entertaining dinner consisting of macaroni, then a lazy desert of fruit salad and a pudding cup each, Miku decided it would be best to head home now. She hadn't informed Mikuo as to where she had been for the past few hours and there was little doubt that he would be worried and possibly annoyed. After all, she still had those final few things to pack up.

"I need to get home now," she told the two blond Kagamines. "It's been fun hanging out over here."

"Yep!" Rin agreed. "Come back as soon as you can!" She said this with the widest grin Miku had ever encountered. It made her feel sour and pained, knowing that they would have precious few moments left to share like those of that day.

"Will do," she replied with a small smile of her own. Rin hugged her briefly then turned to pelt up to her room.

"But now I've got to study again!" were her departing words. Miku snorted at the girl then turned to Len.

"Bye," she told him.

"Text me?" he requested.

"Of course," she said, smirking. "Enjoy those quiet moments, though. I'll be blowing up your phone with texts sometime soon."

Len grinned and offered her a hug. This one was closer than Rin's, more comforting. When they pulled apart, Len chose to kiss her forehead using his few extra inches to his advantage.

"I'll see you." The simple phrase sounded more like a question than anything else. Miku didn't know if she could answer with a steady voice.

"Yeah," she said, whisper quiet. "Yeah, of course."

Len smiled softly, scuffed up her hair (there was a fair amount of protest at this action, though Miku felt the fondness and caring behind it), and let her out into the cold evening air.

The walk was chilly and mildly unpleasant, fraught with peril in the form of hidden ice patches and annoyed drivers who were in a hurry to get home for dinner. Miku wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck and pulled her hat a bit lower, eyesight slightly disturbed by this. Her breath clouded the air with a frosty mist that caught against her reddening cheeks, chilling her to the bone. She was relieved when the journey was over, if not only for a few moments.

Upon opening the door with shaking hands, Miku was faced with a familiar sight. Her mother stood, arms crossed, a look of mild anger overruled by a cold stare that fixed itself on Miku. Her brain had spare few seconds to guess what might be going on in the woman's mind before she spoke.

"Where were you?"