It's finally near done, but its not over yet, folks. Keep reading. THERE'S IMPORTANT INFO BELOW!
Oh, and before you ask, the title means "Connect the Alpha and Omega."
Alpha means beginning, and Omega means Ending.
So, the title really means "Connect the Beginning and the Ending"
Rin's POV
… "I love you,"
He... loved me? I didn't understand, at least not completely. Even if I wanted it to be true- and how I wished it was- part of me just couldn't believe it would happen so suddenly. I tried to search him- his eyes, his expression, anything that might give him away, but it was all sincere from what I could see.
But that voice kept bugging me. He loved me it seemed, but in which way did he mean that? Did he love me as his sister, or was it the way I had loved, and still love, him? it was all to confusing to me, making my head throb and hurt. But at the same time my curiosity dangerously grew.
Before I could process any more information, I was pulled once more into his embrace; he held me as if I would vanish the moment he let go. And this time, without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders in return. We stayed in each other's embrace, letting ourselves remember what was important and real.
I sighed inwardly, completely content and satisfied. It didn't matter.
My brother- I finally had my Len back. After all these lies, I had him back.
Our make-up session was quickly and abruptly ended by the sound of a low, deep growl that echoed throughout the room. We spread apart, looking at each other. Sudden silence soon followed for a fraction of a second as our brains tried to understand what had make that noise. My face turned away and to the side as it most likely started to turn red. Stupid stomach. You ruin everything...
Len started to burst out in laughter, until I smacked him with my hand. My face burned hotter from the slight embarrassment. I mean, who wouldn't be embarrassed in such a situation?
He gave me that same hurt expression as when we were kids- the same expression as from my memories- with those beautiful blue eyes of his.
And I laughed. And for once, it was real.
His hand found its way into my hair, ruffling it and causing my locks of hair to go every which way. I pouted in his direction, but to be honest, I was glad to have him here, by my side, able to mess around like this. Even if he wasn't mine.
And for once, I was glad that jump didn't take me away.
At least for now.
My stomach annoyingly grumbled once more, demanding its needs to be satisfied. I looked up at my twin, who only smirked. The same smart-ass smirk that just made me melt and drove my insides wild. I could feel my face growing hot, but the oblivious sibling of mine didn't seem to notice. Thank God.
"You heard it," I said, changing the subject. A smile couldn't be stopped from finding its way onto my face. "Time for food!"
His only response was to shake his head at my silliness, whispering something with the word 'Rin' and 'Baka'.. And my only response to his response was to cross my arms, waiting impatiently.
"You're missing something, Rinny," He smirked, waiting for something. What was I supposed to say?
"Now?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"Rin," he groaned.
"Fine," I sighed, obviously getting nowhere in this situation. "Please?"
"Please what?" He continued to press. This was getting on my nerves. I rolled my eyes in his general direction.
"Will you please get me some food?" I asked as politely as my irritated tone could accomplish. I was stuck in a hospital and my brother was still insistent on making me learn my manners.
"As you wish," He said, walking out the door. I couldn't help but smile as he did.
But that didn't last long.
As soon as he had left the room, I could feel that smile of my falter and begin to lose its ground. I couldn't truly understand why, but this new feeling started to rid itself of my happiness and instead turn it red. This red- this red being nothing but cold hate. But I just woke up, and I just began to realize I had my brother... why...?
That's when it hit me.
I had been chasing him around for a long time, and I had been living in his shadow. And when that bitch Miku came around, she took him away from me. And when I cried, he only asked what was wrong. He had never guess or thought of what could be making me upset.
Or, what could have been breaking me.
And when those rumors spread, he blamed me for ruining his life. His life. Not the one I was about to waste and throw away...
...By jumping off that building.
I'm- I am so confused! I knew Len had left me to suffer, but it wasn't his fault! It couldn't have been his fault. He never knew about any of this. I never told him. He wasn't the one to blame, right?
Right?
My mind screamed at me, trying not to blame my twin brother, but the poison that dipped my heart was winning this battle. Because, in the end, I love him.
And I hate him.
I love the blonde haired twin of mine with everything I ever had. I'd gladly die if it was for him and his happiness, as I had tried and luckily failed to do. However, this new rage inside me that formed in the heart, it loathed him with the same amount of worth.
Because while he laughed and lived his life, I could only cry in torture.
Warm liquid washed down my eyes and along my face, slowly at first but gaining speed, blurring my vision and my throbbing head. Did I love him? Did I hate him? Or worse?
Am I just going insane?
My breathing became irregular, changing into chocking sobs as the salty tears rushed down my face, leaving behind a watery trail. So far, nothing had really changed, had it? I let my hands cover my face as I let out my loud sobbing find its way out of me, without anything holding it back. Not even when I heard Len's voice.
"Rin, I got yo-" his voice was cut off by the sound of a metal hospital tray hitting and clanking against the tiled ground. I could hear his footsteps rushing over to me. "Rin!"
I could feel his hands on my back and around me, trying to hold me without breaking my fragile body. But I still avoided his blue eyes' gaze. My body still trembled with the broken sobs as I could feel his warmth around me.
"Rin, what's wrong?" I knew he was glaring at me with the expression of worry. I could basically fell the waves of the emotion washing over me and covering me. "Rin, are you hurt?"
That was a dumb question. Not trusting my exploding mind, nor my sobbing voice, I nodded. Len, you'll never know how much I really hurt right now. And no amount of aspirin or medicine is going to change that.
Len's POV
With the tray of food in my hands, I walked down the boring, white hallway to Rin's room with all of my thoughts on overdrive. Why would my own sister- what would drive her to jump off the building so idiotically? But more importantly, and more confusing, why didn't Miku do anything to help...?
I could feel a sudden anger going through me once more at the mere thought of the teal-haired girl's name. And yet, somehow, something in my heart still beated for her. I would never understand why...
I shook my head, knowing that I had to stay calm and keep my thoughts at a minimum. After all, Rin was here and alive. A miracle in itself. Wasn't that enough in itself? I sighed. I needed to be happy, because I still had my sister. A smile found its way onto my face as I walked through the doorway and into the room, holding up the tray for a very demanding Rin to see.
"Rin, I got yo-" my voice grew weaker, fading away into nothingness. The twin of mine, she was sitting up on the hospital bed, her body shaking with every deep breath of a sob. Her hands covered her eyes, as I saw a few tears fall down the sides of her face. The metal tray in my hand clattered, falling to the ground with a large clashing noise. But even that didn't distract me in the least. "Rin!"
I headed straight to her.
My arms wrapped around her, trying to hold her steady. I couldn't quite fathom what was going on. It wasn't that long ago that she was her own demanding self, but now she was crying and shaking? Those blue eyes probably couldn't hold back the worry that I felt.
"Rin, what's wrong?" Could her medicine be wearing off? "Rin, are you hurt?"
For what seemed like the longest time, I could see no response. But the small movement of her head told me she was. The emotion seemed to grip my chest as I quickly tried to think of what to do. I didn't want to leave her again, not when she was in such pain, but I had no other way to get her what she needed.
"I promise I'll be back," I told her, running my hand through her hair and trying to calm myself down. My lips found their way to her forehead, sealing my promise, before I once again rushed out of the room.
0o0o0o0o0o0o
It wasn't long until I was sitting in the visitor chair, silence filling the room, watching my sister sleeping on the hospital bed. Another empty sigh escaped my lips as I looked out the window, looking out the the streets below. My thoughts needed to be straightened, and I guess now was the perfect time to do so. It was only a week until that certain day- an expression of love and an expression of happiness. Valentine's Day.
And who else would come to my mind, besides Miku?
When we first met in front of Luka's house, I was completely captured by her beautiful appearance- her long teal twin tails, her lean frame, and even her smile. Her immediate kindness towards Rin had caught my attention right away as well. Not to mention her grace as she walked away, like a swan in water.
Back at the school, what's where she had trapped my heart, but then I didn't mind, not in the slightest. But now, I wonder if I had loved her for her beauty or for who she actually was.
I wanted to scream 'I love Miku for Miku, damn it!'
And I'm petty sure I did. I loved her bell-like, soprano laughs, those small hugs and butterfly kisses we'd always share, her company that I couldn't live without, and her forgiving, compassionate nature.
"Len..." Rin's voice whispered in sleep so softly, almost inaudibly, distracting me from my current rush of thoughts. My head turned to see my dear sister, who remained asleep. She looked so peaceful, with her expression relaxed and content. The tips of her soft, pale lips of hers were bent slightly in a small smile. An empty sigh escaped my own two lips.
Miku, why did you lie to me about such a thing?
One of my hands ran though Rin's soft, silky blonde locks of hair as my own mouth started to twist itself into its own small smile. I watched her as she slept- her breaths being even and easy.
But through it all, I could feel my heart constrict at the thought of how she ended up here, in this white and dull hospital. My muscles tightened as this new desire- this new feeling- rushed throughout my body. I didn't quite understand it, but I felt this... thing was taking over me. A desire to protect Rin.
Like a knight sworn to his princess.
"I promise I wont let anything happen to you. Never again," I whispered to my sleeping lady.
I'd have to end it with Miku. Officially.
Rin's POV
It had been one hell of a hectic day.
"Finally!"
The time had come. The moment I had waited for all my life. Who knows how long I had been waiting for this exact moment to arrive and happen? All I know is that I had been waiting forever.
"I finally get to go home! Goodbye Hellhole!"
At least since I was in the hospital.
"Rinny, calm down," My mother was here to pick me up- out of this dull, dreary, deathtrap-of-a-hellhole place. Len and father had decided to stay behind at home, probably waiting for my arrival, but I only shrugged inwardly. More room for me in the car.
"How can I?" I called to mother from the back seat, almost to the point of bouncing up and down from a hyper rush. "I had been in there for eternity, I tell you!"
I could almost feel that motherly glare burn into the back of my skin with both a commanding and worried aura. One that would normally send me into a state of stillness. But this- there was no way to contain me now. I was free from that... evil place!
A sigh of defeat escaped my mother's lips. "Just be careful. That was still a nasty fall,"
Yes, we actually went with Miku's story, even if that slut was a lying bastard. And yes, Len told me everything. I always knew that tealed-hair girl was nothing but fucking trouble.
"Len?" My eyes were weak with the effects of slumber as I opened them. A small yawn escaped my lips, along with drowsiness as a small stretch found it ways coursing through my stiff muscles. Looking up, I saw Len looking out the window with his handsome yellow bangs slightly covering his eyes.
The thoughts of the last few months once again rushed through my weary mind. How I had managed to hide my love for him, my own twin brother, but managed to claim him as mine. Then how that tealed-hair girl showed up and ruined everything. I remember the sadness that courced through me that drove me to the ends of the world.
But I also can remember Mikuo, the one who I had managed to fall in love with, and helped me live some of the happiest and brightest days of the dark death. But then those days collapsed and disappeared after Len and my secret had founds it way.
And how Len had said he hated me. Everything of me.
"Heh. Glad you're awake again," I felt his hand gently ruffle my blonde locks and run it through my hair softly. However, still half of me, dazed from my thoughts, let a very daring question escape from my cursed lips.
"Why aren't you with Miku?" My voice spoke with such bitter venom without my permission. The hands of mine found their way immediately to my cursed mouth, preventing any other regretful words from escaping them. Saving myself from any other mindless interruptions.
His blue eyes grew wide, I'd imagine from the shock of me asking such a stupid and mindless question. But I wouldn't have expected him to show the hurt feelings reflected in those beautiful blue orbs of his. After all, he had chosen her over me millions of times. Why now, of all times- how is this any different, dare I ask?
I could see his eyes grow ever darker. "She," he paused, probably trying to find the right words to speak. But what could he say that would make me hate him any more that I already do? What could he possibly let escape from his lips that would make my love for him diminish?
I waited for an answer from him.
"She lied to me," My twin spoke softly. What gave him that clue? But I let him continue, not interrupting with my mental sarcasm. "She told me nothing about you, when I had been searching for you for two days without end,"
Len- he had been searching for me? Why?
"She lied about you when you nearly died," I could see the tears form around his blue eyes that made my heart ache and burn from the guilt. His muscles tensed as he glanced back outside the window, those bangs of his covering his eyes once more, as if trying to hide the tears. His voice grew harsh, trying to contain the anger that arose from him. "That fucking Bitch. Rin, I am so sorry,"
Slowly I sat up from my position on the hospital bed, taking in all he had said to me. Wait... he just called Miku a bitch, didn't he? I let the building chuckle escape my lips. That caused him to look at me, confusion in his eyes and an eyebrow raised in my general direction. I let my smile shine through.
"Any enemy of the slut is an ally of mine,"
He smiled at me, going once more to ruffle and mess up my beautiful hair. With skill I used my good arm to block his assault, stopping it all together. At first, he looked shocked, but a smirk soon replaced his features. A chuckle erupted from his throat, one that simply sent chills down my spine and sent me melting.
"I guess you're right, imouto,"
I smiled, bouncing in my seat as the house appeared in my sight. Never before had I realized how nice it was to have such a nice place. A white house, slightly bigger than an average house, and not to mention two stories. The roof had turned a nice copper-red color over the years, and gave it a nice autumn feel, one that just stands out beautifully in the sight of winter.
It was a nice house to have, even as night began to fall over the sky. The red roof lit up with the setting sun, giving it a heavenly glow.
The car started to slow down in the driveway right next to the house. It drove me wild inside, knowing that every second was another second I wasn't in MY room, lying down in MY bed, eating REAL food and enjoying a REAL life! I just couldn't take it anymore.
And as the car's frantic roaring died down, I jumped out of the seat and out of the car, launching myself to the door.
"Home!" I yelled, launching myself inside, despite hearing my mother's protests. My feet carried up in a hurry up the steps, two at a time, leaving behind a large stomping noise, until I had finally reached my destination. In front of me was an orange door with white letters on the front, spelling out nothing other than my own name.
My hand turned the doorknob as I ran inside, jumping onto my fluffy bed and blanket, snuggling into the scent of clean sheets and the feel of furry blankets. I laid there, feeling how comfortable the mattress was, compared the the rock they called a bed back in the hellhole.
It was surely home sweet home.
I grabbed the journal that rested next to my lamp, that happened to be on my homework desk that rested beside the bed. I sat up, still in the comfortable position of resting on my God-blessed bed. I opened up the page to the nearest one, starting a new journal entry.
"What a great gift to have," I started out, reading as I wrote. It was a dangerous habit, since people could overhear, but who gives a damn. I'm BACK HOME! I didn't give a crap about it right now, to be perfectly honest.
"Mother told me it was Valentine's Day today, and it's been looking great. I managed to get out of the hospital, which was in fact old and yucky, and now, I am enjoying the luxuries mother has kept in my room. The fluffy bed, the room's nice passion fruity smell, it was all normal. Heck, Len's now mine again. Maybe as a brother, but still mine,"
My stomach gave out a stubborn growl as I thought about home. "And my tummy is craving the luxury of an orange. I shall be back!"
I put down the book of lightly used pages and the mechanical pencil, leaving them both open on the bed. I rushed downstairs, heading straight into the kitchen where I was met by a glorious smell that could only be described as Heaven's heaven... or maybe oranges. I glanced over to the stove where Mother had her apron on, cooking that was none other than the best thing ever- Orange chicken.
My hands rested over the stove as I tried to grab one with my hands, wanting to taste the deliciousness, until my hand was slapped away by a spatula.
"Food's not ready yet," Mother gave me a stern look, while I returned it with pleading eyes. But mother was mother, she knew what to expect. "There's oranges in the bowl on the island,"
And that's where I headed. I carefully pealed the orange as if looking at it wrong would make it burn and die. The skin fell into the trash as I took a bite, letting my mouth savor the tart juices of heaven. I let it stay in my mouth, eating it slowly.
Until it ended all too quickly.
Sighing at the fact my favorite treat was now gone, I let another question fill my head. I haven't seen Len at all. It was weird, seeing how he was being all protective of me at the hospital. Cautiously, with the feeling of doubt in my stomach, I walked over to Mother.
"Hey, Mother? Have you seen Len?"
Her response was not what I wanted to hear. "Um, no sweetie. Go ask your father,"
And so I did, walking down the hallway into the study. The study- many bookshelves covered the walls as a fireplace hung nearby to provide warmth in times like this, winter. Carefully I peaked in, seeing Father reading a book in a large, red leather chair by the fireplace. He had his glasses on and pushed up as I heard the flip of a page.
"Father?" I asked, walking inside. I didn't like this feeling.
"Yes?"
"Have you seen Len?" I asked, my mind rushing through so many conclusions. But it stopped dead when I heard what Father had to say.
"I believe he said he was going over to Miku's house tonight," He chuckled slightly. "It's Valentine's Day, after all,"
It was, wasn't it? With my mind blank and my mood ruined, I sulked back up the stairs slowly, trying not to let my tears fall like the times before. I entered my room, closing and locking the door weakly before falling onto the bed. But this time, I didn't scream. I didn't let the tears fall. Because, in the end, he still continued to choose Miku over me.
Sighing, I grabbed the journal, and began to write my 1000 ways to burn and die.
~This is where I'd normally end a chapter, but this one is special. So take a breather, go rest and gather your thoughts. It ain't over yet!~
Len's POV
Rin was coming home today, and my heart was filled with such joy that she was finally out of that place. Because, to be honest, it made me worried for her. Hospitals are where people grow sick and sometimes... well... die. And seeing Rin in such a state, it drove my insides wild. But at the moment, I didn't need to focus on this.
The sun was only a couple hours from setting. Soft clouds in the form of cotton candy formed in the sky with reflecting colors of orange, yellow, pinks and purple. It was fitting, seeing the day it was. A day of love, a day of couples, and a day of being in each other's company.
But that wasn't the matter on my mind, either. My feet were dragging me along the street, several blocks away from my own house, and now only a few away from the teal-haired girl. I let a sigh escape my lips. I could have asked Father for the car, or I could have taken the city bus, but I needed my thoughts clear.
"That and I'm fucking broke," I sighed, letting my hands feel my empty pockets. Empty, no change to be seen pockets.
My inner rambling was soon cut off as I came into sight of Miku's house. It was a pretty large house, larger than ours. It was a baby blue color, with a nice holiday red resting on the top. A few Valentine's Day decorations covered it up in front, along with a large heart and eight small angels that lit up the house. A soft patch of snow still covered the street and their lawn, giving the small, extra effect.
Sorry, Miku, but we had to end it tonight.
My hand reached for the door, knocking on it slightly. In my mind, I replayed the questions I were to ask my soon to be ex-girlfriend.
But I really didn't have to wait long. The door was soon opened, and inside rested the annoying older brother of Miku, who shared the same dark eyes and teal hair. His lean body was resting against the door with his arms crossed. He didn't seem happy to see me.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, his voice flat. But I wouldn't let this phase me.
"I need to speak with Miku,"
He seemed to wait, blocking the doorway, studying me for the longest time. It made me impatient, it made my mind rush with ideas of what was about to happen. But in the end, the brother of the girl I started to hate moved from the doorway, letting me inside their home.
Inside their home, it was nice, even for a one story. When one walks in the door, there is a small square of room, before leading into three places. One doorway right ahead leads into the red carpeted dinning room with a mirror and an oak dinning table, along with a clean, organized kitchen if one looks to the left.
However, leading to the left was a doorway that led into the main living room. Two chairs and a large couch sat in the center. On the wall hung a nice sized television, along with a few game stations underneath. A few bookshelves lined the walls, with one of them being full of neatly placed DVDs and video games.
And lastly, my destination. To the doorway on my right hand side is were I found myself walking. It led to a nice hallway, with a few family pictures hanging from the walls. Some were of places like Disneyland, and others were nice, dressed up professional pictures. However, if you continued walking, the hallway would lead you to two bathrooms, and three rooms. One was a master bedroom, one a nice room like mine would be.
And then Miku's room.
I knocked on the door that read her name with stickers in the shape of leeks. Slight anger rushed through me as once again my mind ran through what I had to do. I needed her so see that she wasn't good for me. More so, I needed to confront her about the many 'mistakes' she had caused, hurting my sister.
Hurting the one that lay closest to me.
Slowly the door was opened, revealing none other that the occupant of the room. Her expression, I couldn't exactly read it, but it seemed she knew what was going to happen. She didn't seem happy to see me, and that enough gave it away.
"Len?" She asked me in that sweet voice of hers, threatening to catch me once again. "What are you doing here?"
I let my hand rub the back on my head nervously, but my eyes avoided her. "I need to talk to you about something,"
She waited nervously as well, playing with stands of her long, beautiful teal hair. The same kind of atmosphere hung around us. We both knew what was coming, and we both knew we didn't want to face this. But for Rin's sake, I had to. I just hope Miku could understand that. Because, no matter how much anger I felt towards her, I just could let myself hate her completely. Part of my heart still had feelings for this girl.
And while part of me wanted revenge for hurting Rin, and to protect my little sister from any more harm, the other part of me wanted Miku not to be hurt and crushed, either. This was so damn confusing.
It took a moment of pure silence, but she soon moved out of the way in a similar fashion to her older brother, gesturing me inside. I nodded, walking through the doorway.
Her room wasn't much different from the last few times I had been here. Her bed was lined up against the right wall, with many teal colored blankets and pillows, along with a leek pillow, and the near-teal-blue bear I had gotten her for Christmas. Looking to the left was a small television, along with a Playstation2, and several other systems and games. I took a seat in one of the three chairs that lined up in front of it.
I could hear the soft squeak of the mattress a second later. Miku decided to sit on her bed, it seemed. We refused to look at each other, afraid to crumble and break down.
"How is Rin doing?" she asked, dropping to a barley audible whisper. The tones of sadness and guilt slipped into her words. My head turned to look at her, to see if she was serious. She was looking down, her twin tails drooping, almost like a dog in shame.
"She's almost done recovering," I spoke, keeping my voice flat. "She should be back home by now,"
"That's good," her voice was the last thing said before silence descended upon the place again. The atmosphere grew awkward, quiet, and impatient as we were waiting for the other to break first. "Len,"
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry, for everything," She looked up at me, making eye contact for a split second, before looking back at the carpet that she found much more interesting. "I'm sorry for not telling the truth. I'm sorry for not saving Rin when I had the chance. And I'm sorry for spreading those stupid rumors. I know sorry isn't enou-"
"Wait," I stood up suddenly, grasping the chair as I listened to her words. I couldn't help but let the burning anger seep into my words as I glared her down. "You were the one who spread the rumors?"
She continued to avoid my gaze, but her voice was weak with sadness, and probably came with a few fresh tears. "I walked near Rin's room and saw a book open, so I got curious, so-"
"You looked into it," My anger didn't leave my voice nor my eyes. "There's a reason journals are private, Miku,"
"I know, and I'm sorry,"
"Sorry doesn't cut it,"
"I know that now," she snapped, lifting her head up instantly to look me in the eyes. My anger recoiled, turning into shock as my eyes grew wide. Her eyes were to the brim with tears and guilt, coming out in the form of force. I couldn't say a thing. "Yes, I'm a fucked up bitch. Happy?"
She started sobbing into her hands, the guilt finally crashing around her. And I couldn't help myself. I walked over to her, sitting next to her and putting my arm around her.
"It's still over, isn't it?" she sobbed. I slowly nodded, letting the silence answer for me.
Time managed to move on as we stood like that, frozen. Miku slowly cried her guilt away, with me seeing a new light. She was guilty, she felt sorry, and she knew her mistakes. But that didn't mean I was ready to forgive her. And she knew that. She knew I probably never would. And as her crying died down, I stood up, walking out to the doorway. But the teal-haired girl's voice caught me off guard once again.
"You love her, don't you?"
I stood frozen in place, but still turned to look at the girl. She was no longer sobbing, and looked at me with her most serious expression. I knew who she was talking about. The blonde girl who was the closest person to me in my life. "She's my twin. Of course I love her,"
"But do you love her?"
I shook my head. "That would be wrong,"
"That's not what I asked," she pressed on. "Do you love her?"
I came up with no answer.
By the time I had gotten back home, it had gotten dark. The sun in the sky was gone, and the chill of the ending winter nights blew in the wind. Still, I managed to get home, with a haunting thought on my mind.
Did I love Rin?
I love her as a brother, and I kept telling that many times before. Loving her as anything else would be sick, wrong and disgusting. At least, I kept telling myself millions upon millions of times since that night on our birthday. But how could I know for sure?
Kiss her. On the lips.
I physically shook my head to clear away the thoughts. I would never dare to do such a thing. Because, if I did, what would Rin think? Would she think me a beast? A monster? A villain? I would not be protecting her, I'd be corrupting her to a sin that we should never commit.
I sighed, deciding to greet Rin. I didn't have the chance today, seeing how I had left earlier in the day. One at a time I climbed up the stairs quietly, careful not to wake anyone else in the household. I reached Rin's door, grasping the doorknob and pushing open the door?
"Rin?"
She wasn't here, but her room was out of place. Her lamp was smashed onto the ground, broken into many pieces of glass. Torn pages littered the floor around the overflowing trash bin, and left of her desk was her journal. With my name on it. Curiosity entered my system as I dared a peak at the words.
'The date doesn't matter anymore, even if this was the date that expressed a person's love. You know as well as I do that it's that certain day... Valentine's Day...
I honestly wish I could tell you. I've been trying to tell you for so long, but I could never truly begin to form the words every time I actually have the perfect moment. Because I never knew how to tell you. I never knew how to express my words out to you without the fear of you leaving me, or the fear of you not understanding. But if I don't tell you soon, I feel like I'll just keep suffocating...
I am terrified now. I've been in love with you since I was fifteen, Len. Of course, you didn't realize. Instead, you sent those looks of love to your own crush, Miku Hatsune. Even with the green envy rushing through me, I understand why you loved her. I was not even thought of in your mind, being related by blood and all. But, you just don't understand how I feel, my dear brother. You just don't realize how much I loved you, and how much I longed for you to be mine. But that doesn't matter anymore.
You see brother; there maybe be one way to live, but there are a thousand ways to burn and die.
Every time you look in her direction, my heart slows dangerously. When you grab her hand, I can feel the blood in my veins run dangerously cold. When your lips touch her soft, pink ones, My chest constricts with pain that can only be described as rib-crushing. And when I see you gone at night, only to see you walk home with that sickening love-blind gaze and that remainder of lipstick on your cheek, when you walk around me in love, it just makes me shake and lose control over my own will to even survive. And the worst part is? I have to run and hide. I have to run and hide behind a mask of a smiling me. At school, at home, around anyone. The only time I can actually break down and vent is when I end up locking myself in my room. And even then, I can never cry it all away. I can only cry myself to sleep- where my dreams haunt me further.
And I want to end it all. Truly, is it wrong to end it with my own hands? But I don't want to disappear from your lives, because you'll only mourn over me. That, and I'm afraid to die. I'm too weak to live, but too afraid to die. So what can I do but just sit here while you all watch me burn? Brother, I'll try to continue, for your sake. But, all I ever wanted in life was to be loved in return. So, until I can stop being weak- until I can stand on legs of my own- please, understand how much I love you. I love you more than a sister possibly could.
That girl you hold? I wish that was me.
The girl you kiss? I wish that was me.
The girl who hides in her room and from the world? I wish I wasn't her.
So happy Valentine's Day, my dear brother.'
"Rin,"
The book dropped out of my hands as I ran down the stairs two at a time, through the hallway and out the door, swiftly grabbing my coat. Rin, how could I have been so stupid? My heart started to beat wildly in fear and in panic of what was to happen to my dearest sister.
Because you could never look me in the eye and tell me. And I'm sure if you did, maybe I would have pushed you away. But if you told me now, I could only embrace you. And how could I have been so oblivious and naive? Because look how much pain I had caused you...
General POV
She, with the blonde hair and blue eyes, walked down the street in the dark of night. The light poles along the street guided her path, but she couldn't see her light. No, you see, this girl had finally given up. She let the cold of the wind wrap around her and her hope, and she let the sun set without looking back. This girl.
Her name was Rin.
She had lived life in a shadow. She was the outgoing, cheerful and somewhat silly type of girl who loved adventure. But this kind of adventure made her face the effects of sadness and loneliness. Because, you see, she was in love with her brother.
Her twin brother, Len.
But even through all these years, she continued to love him in her own way, claiming him as her own. At least until a certain girl came around. That changed everything, sending her into that own pit. But she still refused to let go. Because, in the end, she still loved that boy.
And one day, she found her heart in another, one that one would claim to be ironically the right choice for her- the older brother of the girl Rin hated so badly. But her heart was once again shattered when a rumor went around. One that happened to be true.
The rumor that the twins had shared a drunken night together during their birthday.
She jumped off a building to end her continuous misery. But even then, fate had gone against her and made her live. But even then, she found hope once again in her brother. At least until today. Valentine's day. He wasn't home. He was at the girl's house, the one she hated the most.
So she wrote him a letter.
And now, she was finishing the last of her 1000 ways to burn.
Yet meanwhile, on her trail was a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. The lights from the light poles guided the street with a light, since the moon was hidden behind the clouds, threatening to rain down. But this didn't bother the poor boy.
The boy being Len.
He had never known how his sister loved him in such a way, but he always continued to care for his twin. And in a way, she was his. But it was until they met a certain girl that this boy had fallen for. And they hooked up, always enjoying each other's company in the light.
He never realized that his sister was hiding in the shadows, crying her soul away.
And when the rumors spread, he only knew of one other that possibly knew of that one drunken night. Only his twin sister knew, and he had thought that this ruined his life. But he never saw how much more the world that belonged to his twin was resembling hell.
And what he told her was nothing short of hate.
And so she had disappeared for two days, and he had never stopped searching. Out of guilt, or rather out of love, he never stopped looking. He ran into Miku, almost made up. But when the health of his dearest twin came into question, he left without the slightest hesitation.
He promised to protect her, no matter what.
And today, the day she was due home, he left without warning to confront the girl he used to love. But instead was given a turn for himself. He was asked if he had loved Rin. And maybe he did. Maybe that's what drove the feelings in his heart.
But that wasn't the case now.
Rin looked up the clouded sky that now stood crying, reflecting the same kind of tears that fell down onto her face. Not that she could care now.
"I'm supposed to be moving on," she whispered to herself, walking down the street. Her head turned to look at the park where they used to play together, laughing and carefree. Without thought, her legs dragged her over to the swing set, where she sat, staring through the rain. Why did the times have to change?
Len cursed to himself, a mutter of words that escaped his lips as the rain started to fall down. He needed to find Rin, before the weather became too harsh to find her. He looked around, his eyes resting on the park where the twins used to play together, even if the shape was hazed by the drops of the rain. Slowly, he walked over, dazed by the memories.
Until he heard a certain voice speak.
"Rin, forget him. It's time to move on,"
Len froze, hearing the sound of his sister's voice. Quietly he walked over, the sight of the swing set growing in view, along with the sight of his twin sister sitting in one of the swings, staring into nowhere.
"Rin?" his voice called out from the darkness, walking over to his sister. She flinched at the sound of his voice, and looked away.
"I thought you were over Miku," she spoke, her voice like venom. But this time, Len knew why. He didn't flinch from the harsh words, but instead he stood behind her from the swings, wrapping his arms around her.
"I was. It just needed to be official," he spoke into his twin's ear, making her shiver. A smirk founds it way to his face as his heart started to flutter. Rin turned her head around, looking Len in the identical eyes of his.
"You read it," It wasn't a question. She knew that he had read it, because, in her mind, it was the only way he knew how to find her. He would have never read it if she had stayed at home. While something inside of her felt relieved that he had read her heart on the page, most of her was afraid of what he was going to do. She let her fears be voiced. "Do you hate me?"
Silence between the two stretched on. Only the sound of rain falling from the sky. But finally his answer was put in one simple word. "No,"
Kiss her. On the lips. Then you will know.
The rain-interrupted silence stretched on as the two twins continued to look into each others eyes for the answers the they needed most. Slowly, ever so carefully, Len leaned forward, ready to close the distance between them.
A large clash was heard between them, along with the quick clash of lightning. The blonde girl jumped at the unwelcome sound, closing the distance between them and leaving their lips touching- together. But neither party turned away at the kiss, but instead they let it blend as the rain fell down.
As another large clash fell, Len held his sister closer, deepening the kiss. Her slight trembling had soon ended in the embrace of her brother.
But alas, air was just as important as the moment.
They both had parted and continued to look into one another's eyes. Unspoken words floated between the two in silent communication. For Rin, she had finally gotten to claim him. And for Len, he was finally able to know.
Len- you protect me like a knight with his dearest princess.
Rin- You've been renewed like the angel in the snow.
Together, we are combined like the Gemini star.
And while there might be 1000 ways to burn and die, there is still on great way to live.
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