Facing the Consequences

Summary: I didn't have the slightest idea as to why she always waited for me late at night, healed my wounds and always gave me a scolding the instant I wake up. It was a regular routine, but why did she think it was okay to leave?

It's finally here.

And I don't mean Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword's release date.

She used to walk away – always walked away – and never looked back.

I never really noticed that pattern until today in the grocery store while straying from Kaito and Sweet Anne. There was a short supply on food and the two decided to drag me out of the house in order to torture or teach me to familiarize myself with the streets in the town. Also, because Meiko didn't want to come because she was working on stuff in the basement and Rin was out at a friend's house.

So when they decided to go to the produce section of the super market, I broke apart from their pair and tried to waste as much time as I could before they finally realized I was gone. I slipped my hands into my pockets and randomly hummed a tune I heard on the radio on the way here. Now what section in a grocery story is the least bit interesting?

...Wow, that was such a stupid question to ask myself.

Maybe I should've stuck with the others?

Or ran out of the house and hid on top of the roof like usual. ...Why didn't I do that?

"Graah..." I sighed while jerking my shoulder to crack it. "I'll just go back to the produce place..."

Of course, being the person I was, I ended up in the freezer area a.k.a the meat section. As a fan of such a product, my stomach couldn't help but want to take home some steak, although, I'd like to eat some bundles of bananas too... I really wished I ate more back at the house.

"Onee-sama I want to go buy cherries!" some girl screeched. It made my ears ache and made me drop a package of steak I was holding. Annoying girl.

"Miki-san don't just demand Onee-san like that," some adult guy scolded and I scowled. These people were too loud.

"I can do whatever I want, Gaku-nii!"

"Ugh...how distasteful!"

"Stop talking like an old man!"

"I am not old!"

The sound of a smack to the head followed and I couldn't help but smirk in delight. Okay so I might be a jerk to be happy about that, but the girl was so annoying. ...Wait...she sounded extremely familiar.

I swung my head to look at the loud-mouthed people and my jaw nearly dropped to the shiny white tiles of the market.

The Joker of the Night stood there wearing a simple black skirt with a gray sleeveless dress shirt and a blue tie. Her hair as pulled up into twin tails with the use of black ribbons and a purple-ish colored stripe in the middle. She had a smile on her face and she didn't look like she had a care in the world.

It was like she was a completely different person.

"We'll buy you more cherries in a bit." Miku, the girl that's been causing me utter internal conflict for the past weeks, was standing just a few feet away from me and was smiling. Seriously - unbelievably - smiling.

She...had never looked so... Wait...where was I going with this? I shook my head, somehow feeling my cheeks flare up with heat. W-What was happening?

"Hooray!" Miki cheered with her cherry red hair flying up as she jumped in victory.

"You are such a child," the man commented with a disapproving shake of the head.

"Now let's be nice to Ki-chan, Gaku-kun. I'll go buy some more eggplants if you want," Miku beamed and I felt...kind of...weird.

"You are far too kind for words, Onee-san!" The man's eyes...sparkled for some reason. Despite his debonair looks and respectful tone, it seemed like he had a childish side when she spoke to him. Miku only smiled at him and I felt entranced.

Was that the right word?

Well if it wasn't, then whatever. I couldn't help, but keep staring at her; wanting her to notice me, but also not to at the same time. ...Did that even make sense? I bet it didn't, but this feeling and desire didn't make sense anyway.

Her eyes were livelier than usual and she seemed to...glow. It was like she radiated life. Unlike back in the apartment when she was practically a ghost that roamed in and out at night.

This time was different.

Too different.

"Onee-sama..." Miki said in a harsh whisper, which reeled me into their conversation. "It's that boy from the studio!"

Miku finally turned and her eyes widened, meeting mine. I felt...unprepared. My heart was racing and I couldn't keep focus.

"He keeps looking at you," she said in a hissing tone. I flinched without wanting to.

"Miki-san, don't judge." the older man then shot me a threatening glance. ...So much for not judging.

He was wearing a sophisticated Italian suit so maybe he was their bodyguard?

Them being models and all.

Miki was wearing a regular school uniform, the same blue skirt, white, dress shirt type deal. Nothing special really.

"Do you..." the purple haired man - why was it so long? Does he want to be confused with the female gender? - trailed, shifting his eyes from me to Miku.

Miku was silent then she smiled and that made my heart race. She giggled a bit, and it wasn't one of those playful ones that schoolgirls make; it was one that girls make when they're having fun planning someone's demise. I could tell, having lived with Meiko all, or most, of my life.

"Don't trouble yourself with him, Gaku-kun." That...somehow stabbed my heart and made it bleed. Then she turned around, holding a package of bloody meat in her frail looking hands. She deposited it into their cart and grasped the handle bar. "I don't think he's any trouble right now."

She pushed it away, departing from the meat section. That Gaku character shot a doubtful look at me, and it had a hint of sympathy. Then he, too, turned around and followed after the Joker. I suspected the Miki girl to run off and leave, but instead she bounded towards me. Her eyes were skeptical and I felt an invasion of both privacy and personal space being conducted while she circled me and had eyes of a huntress. What was this girl's deal?

Then she stopped and placed her hands on her hips.

"...Don't tell me you're in love with Ku-oneesama!" She spat out in distaste and that led me to staggering back. W-What a...a...audacity!

Miki, with all her cherry red glory, had a flustered and angered look on her face.

"B-Because...i-if you are th-then..." ...Stumbling? Why was she stumbling with her words? Instead of finishing her statement, she held up her right hand and made a motion that she was going to slap me. Due to instinct, I crouched down a bit, moved my right foot back and caught her petite wrist.

"W-What's your problem?" I exclaimed while throwing her weak arm back. She was flustered and looked ready to cry.

"W-We're not giving Onee-sama back!" She wailed, turned around and dashed off without giving me as much as a second to respond.

…What?

"H-Hey wait!" I yelled, giving chase. For a lanky model she could run!

Then she made a turn and I did as well, but stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Miku standing by the corner where we were making a turn. Miki was nowhere to be seen and neither was that Gaku person. It was just me and Miku - or in correct grammatical terms - Miku and I. She was silent, and her head was twisted to another side, looking at one of the brands for a soda box.

This was really awkward.

"Let's see..."

Her voice was really delicate.

"Len," she started and that made me jump. She never really said my name too often. "don't look back."

I entertained the thought of looking back, but didn't. Miku was mysterious, and whatever she said was equally as mysterious. Usually when it came to mysteries, once you look away from one, it disappears without so much as a trace or clue. Miku would definitely disappear like that.

I gave her my attention and waited patiently while she plucked a box of green colored drinks. The thought of looking back became more and more tempting as I watched her.

"If you look back, you won't be able to talk to me." That single statement made me reject the temptation. Don't ask me why, because I barely know the answer myself.

"A-And why do you think I want to talk to you so badly?" I asked in a demanding tone. She didn't have to think of herself so highly!

She was silent then she turned to face me after what seemed like seconds of contemplation. "I didn't think you'd want to talk to me so badly," Miku spoke gently. "You can look back, by the way."

I did and saw that Sweet Anne and Kaito were blindly walking past us a few aisles down. She didn't want us to be seen?

"I don't want them to see me," she confessed and I raised a brow. She dumped down the box of drinks and sighed in relief at having to put down the weight. "I'm not sure how Kaito-nii and Anne-nee would react. They could be mad at me or cry to me; honestly, doing that in a grocery store wouldn't be so dignified."

"But they miss you," I blurted out.

Her eyes had a flash of worry, but it dissolved quickly. Mine widened, realizing that the liveliness I once saw wasn't there anymore.

"A-And...umm...I-I..." Miss you? I didn't really know.

"You've gotten...handsome." I felt my face go red.

"W-What? W-Where did th-this come from?"

She took a step closer to me, shortly abandoning the case of soda and brushed strands of hair from my forehead. Without so much of a warning, she leaned forward, brushed her lips against my cheek, and stayed close to the side of my head.

"You're...not going to catch me," she whispered with a hot breath and I felt it send tingles down my spine. It was like she did this on purpose, just to - I dunno - provoke me? I wonder if that's what she's devising. I don't know why, and suddenly I didn't want to know while she was lingering there, her breath pressing against my skin.

I just noticed how empty this aisle was. No one was coming by, or leaving or even checking anything out. What was up with this place?

"This isn't going to go according to your plan." What was she talking about? "I know you believe I'm a thorn in your operation, but I'm more involved than you think. Also, if you use him again, I will not hesitate to destroy what you have so far."

"What are you talking about?" I questioned, with anxiety. She was making me anxious, hesitant, the feeling that told me she was dangerous.

Of course she was, with her legend being the Joker of the Night. However, this danger was that beyond getting shot by a gun or stabbed by a knife. It felt like it would really kill me if I got too close.

"I'm going to protect Mikuo." This again?

"He's dead, Miku," I pushed.

"I'm dead." Again? She reached her arms around me, roping them behind my neck and started pulling me into her. It was safe to say that I was getting used to being in the weirdest of weird situations and…the fact that I knew she wasn't flat sorta helped. It really didn't by the way. Something sounded like a snap, and the weight of her hands lightened.

What was that? I mentally shook my head, I had to pursue in answering questions.

"Why do you keep saying that?" This was getting really frustrating.

Then she pulled away, giving my cheek one last brush of her lips and smiled innocently at me. Her eyes had that same psychotic look in her eyes that made me rewind back to when we met in the studio halls.

"It's because..." her tone was wavering. She began shifting her eyes around. Abruptly she spun around, her back facing me, and knelt down, picking up the case. Quit avoiding the question! I dashed around her, and stopped her from picking up the case by pushing my hands down on it. Our eyes locked and somehow the liveliness returned.

This girl was seriously hauntingly mysterious.

She changes moods every time we meet. Every time we do, she does something weird that makes my body react differently than usual.

Then she leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. I gasped and pulled back. Th-That… "What was that?" I exclaimed and saw her smile.

"I like you," Miku admitted then picked up her stuff and ran off. I was still stuck in a daze, but I had enough sense to glance back and saw that she kept running. The weight of the case didn't seem to sway her one bit and she never looked back.

That was such a consistent pattern that it finally dawned upon me that she never looked back. Maybe she was scared of what she saw, or it could be because she didn't want anything catching up to her or crashing into her? I didn't know, but I wanted to.

…Wait… I backtracked, trying to reorganize my thoughts.

Did she just say she liked me?

"This is so confusing!" I wailed in aggravation, furiously scratching at my head. It hurt, but so did whatever was confusing me on the inside. I was getting attacked from all sides, but the confusion hurt the most!

"Len!" Ah, that was Kaito. I shot up to my feet, having knelt down to stop Miku, and tried to get rid of my vying thoughts. He ran towards me, with a plastic bag filled with vegetables and gave a wary look. His blue muffler was flying frantically around his neck and his white jacket flared up behind his running back. I checked out behind him and saw Sweet Anne feverishly pushing her cart, wearing a pretty yellow sundress and having a flowery clip in her hair.

"H-Hey…" I muttered, somewhat embarrassed and fixing my jean jacket. While doing that, it felt like something fell, and I looked back to discover that it was a bunch of small, black fragments. Something that looked vaguely…familiar.

"Len, we told you not to leave us," Kaito reprimanded, but I blatantly ignored him.

"Yeah…" Sweet Anne finally commented breathlessly grasping at the handle bar of the cart. "Y-You really shouldn't have run off like that!"

I balled my hand into a fist. "That crazy woman was using us!" I loudly proclaimed.

"…What?" They questioned in unison.

"You monstrous hag!" I yelled only to be blown away by her demonic strength.

"Shut up, you pathetic pile of a brat!" Meiko scoffed while adjusting her boxing gloves.

I got up without effort and growled at her in return. Sweet Anne looked worried sick over what was happening and most likely over my chances on living.

"I hope you got what you wanted! Whatever it was anyway!" I huffed while sitting on the torn up couch that used to be in the old apartment we used to live in. We were all in the basement – and yes, I mean all, Rin got back and was finally part of our little gatherings – and the two other adults, Meiko not included, were annoyed with what was happening.

Well Sweet Anne was worried and annoyed at the same time, along with a mixture of relief and anxiety. Yeah it was a total clash, but it didn't matter at the moment.

"I didn't get shit if that's what you're asking," Meiko jeered, shooting me a glare. Then she sat back down on her computer chair, and tapped away on the left button of the mouse. The computer was brand new; having bought it with her paychecks at the gym, and it ran like crazy. "I didn't think I'd get much, but I guess I got enough to please those two—" she pointed at Kaito and Sweet Anne. "–over there since their beloved Miku is actually alive."

I snapped my eyes towards them. Kaito looked shifty, he should be since he knew that Miku was alive and well, and Sweet Anne looked ecstatic.

I threatened myself to look at Rin – I did – and found her stiff, incredibly stiff. Was she trembling?

"Now then, seeing as how the blond wonder over there knew that I snuck a bug on him…" she trailed, while clicking on a folder icon. "I'll just let you guys listen to the conversation that these two had."

She clicked play on the recorder and my heart sank while I listened to every word that escaped Miku's mouth. While it was in person, it felt natural, but now…listening to them once more with the use of a computer and speakers, they felt unnatural. It was as if the voice of the person wasn't human.

I scanned the room, seeing that everyone was intent.

Then Miku's threat rang in the air and I felt puzzled. She knew about this?

Of course she did! My mind went back to when she held me close. Oh, sheesh…she was using me to send a message to Meiko! My body felt like it was standing in the middle of an earthquake; the feeling of being used somehow hurt. It was ironic since I was used for the most part of my life to help pay the debts that somehow piled up through the years while living in that terrible neighborhood.

"I'm such a piece of trash," I muttered while slapping my hands to my face. I could feel a bruise forming on the side of my face – the side where Miku had brushed her lips upon and where Meiko punched me – but I didn't mind it. No matter how much it hurt to realize that I'd have to put ice on it soon. "You guys both used me."

It was as if, to them, I was something that could be recycled, thrown away by one person, and then reused by another. Heh…I never really thought of myself being creative in this kind of thing. What was it called?

Oh right, a simile; Tei had to help me out with that in English class.

Somehow, the recording stopped when it came to the point of Miku saying she was dead. I looked through the gaps of my fingers and there, with surprise, stood Rin. Her head was down and Meiko was away, a few inches away, from her spot. Her face twisted into a flabbergasted one and then I slipped my hands away from my face.

Both Sweet Anne and Kaito had the same expression and I couldn't help but question what had just happened while I was sulking to myself. What happened in the seconds when I covered my sight?

"R-Rin?" the woman with monstrous strength…stammered? She did not just stammer, did she?

Rin lifted up her head, clearing away the fallen blond strands of her hair from her face. Her eyes looked deadly and had the gleam of a killer's. She looked scary, not having the anxiety-filled eyes the old her used to have. It sent chills down my spine and the fact that my own sister, who used to lean on my shoulder as a clutch twenty-four seven, was scaring me and everyone else in the room.

When did she gain such an ominous look?

"Delete this recording," she demanded, aiming her malicious look at the busty woman. "it's useless."

"N-Now just hold up!" Rin didn't back down. "This could prove to be important!" the older woman argued, amplifying her voice. She got up from her chair in an abrupt manner and tried to glare Rin down.

My sister didn't budge. Instead, she stared at Meiko back, but gave me a split-second glance. A sudden shock of familiarity stung me in the back of my neck and I nodded without realizing it.

Did we just have that…twin telepathy going on?

I've heard of it, but never really…y'know…paid attention to it.

I just so happen to have a knack for not paying attention to anything.

"It's not going to be important," Rin stated icily then swept her hand over to the mouse and deleted the recording.

I somehow ended up respecting and commending Rin at that very moment.

I climbed up from the side, and found Rin sitting on the roof, phone in hand. She was chatting in a cheery tone to whoever was on the other line, then turned her head and saw me. Her expression shifted into a wary one then she muttered something and hung up by pressing the end button. It all happened in one swift movement then she put down the phone and brought her knees up to her chest.

Her eyes were distant, probably lost in the night sky. I finally got my foot and walked on the roof, and plopped myself down beside her. It was silent between eyes, our eyes entranced by the sky that hung over our heads like a vast sheet.

It was difficult, starting up a real, sea-deep conversation with my sister. Even though all I wanted to do was say a simple thank –you to her.

Seeing that she's not bothering to try to spark a conversation with her own flesh and blood, I sighed and juggled with my options. …There weren't any that were moderately appealing.

None whatsoever.

"If you came here to talk, then talk." I stiffened a little. She never used to sound so rough.

"Ah..." I started out in a lame breath. Wow, I was feeling threatened by my sister.

"Well?" she snapped and I cringed.

"I just wanted to say thanks..." I trailed off, risking the chances of her getting up and leaving or her acting coldly towards me. Probably using the same frozen tundra, she emitted in the basement not too long ago.

It was already past dinner and no one was man enough to get her. Not even Meiko was up to the challenge.

She breathed out, finally after moments of chilled silence. Her eyes were still stuck on the sky, but I took the initiative to face her.

"…I mean…" I felt like I was tripping over every thought that ran into my head. They were all colliding, trying to force themselves out of my mouth to communicate without having any awkward or heavy tensions.

"She must've been pretty." Huh?

She turned to me and beamed a slow forming smile on her lips. I didn't think my sister could look pretty – okay from time to time sure – but right now she looked like an actual young woman. Had she grown up without me realizing it? Have I been looking the other way while she was growing up?

"You looked so heartbroken and sounded breathless," she said with a teasing tone that it slowly came to me that…that she was making fun of me! I pounded my fists on the roof and sent her a spine-chilling glare, but it didn't look like it affected her at all.

"W-What are you talking about?" I demanded feeling flushed…no wait! Wait! Disregard me feeling flushed. I wasn't… I really wasn't!

I saw her tremble and I gradually calmed down. W-Was she going to cry?

"H-Hey…" I whispered, reaching my hand towards her, but instead of getting the reaction I was expecting, she burst out laughing. She clutched her stomach, and kicked her legs out in front of her.

"J-Just…" she laughed excitedly."Y-You… Oh sheesh…"

"W-What's so funny?" I screamed in frustration; this was not the type of talk I wanted!

"Y-You!" she said in between breaths of laughter and respite. "Your face was just…and… I can't believe…"

"What can't you believe?" I was seriously getting annoyed. Women were so frustrating to deal with! I just wanted to pull the hair from out of my skull and…I don't know…incinerate them all?

…Ignore my…whatever it's called! Something like an exaggeration right?

"That you're actually in love with her!"

The world started crumbling.

"Kagamine-kun?"

"...Hmm...?"

"Um...you look pale."

"I do?"

"And...um..."

"What is it Tei?" I snapped at her while lifting my head up from my desk. She flinched and proceeded to tap her pencil against the edge of her desk with her crimson eyes looking back and forth. Shit, did I scare her too much? "Sorry..." I mumbled and dropped my head back to my desk.

"U-Umm...i-it's fine..."

It was silent between us even though it was moderately loud in the classroom with everyone doing their so-called studies. The desks were still in perfect order; it was just everyone that was in disorder. As for Tei and I, we were just sitting down, not socializing with anyone. Well Tei was shy and...not very liked; as for me, I'm just not great with socializing, probably something equivalent to being socially awkward.

"Hey Tei..." Maybe I should ask her about this alien concept about the whole being in love thing. It never dawned upon me before.

"Y-Yeah?" she squeaked suddenly.

...Nah I shouldn't bother asking her. She has enough on her plate with her self-confidence and whatnot issues. "Never mind," I muttered and turned my head to face the window. "It's nothing important anymore..."

She was silent. "...H-huh?" she sounded genuinely confused and that urged the need for an explanation, but I didn't bother.

Nothing eventful happened during class.

After dropping Tei off - with her still whining about me having to take care of her - I stopped by the park and saw that the kids weren't there. That's weird, I usually see them here, running around or playing in the sand box. Since I've been frequenting here lately, I actually got along with them, weird as it may be to befriend two kids.

The girl with the black pigtails was Yuki Kaai and the green haired kid was Gachapoid. Yuki Kaai's the childish of the two and likes eating apples a lot, where as Gachapoid likes pretending to be the adult and has a thing for...dinosaurs. He claims to be one, and even though I wanted to correct him, Yuki Kaai just told me to let it go. Sometimes the two reminded me of Rin and me from how we were from before. I swatted that thought away most of the time before Rin and I truly made up, but now it just kinda makes me laugh almost as if it was humorous.

Because it was.

I took my usual occupancy on the swing set and just sat there; waiting for any interesting thought to pass me by.

...None did.

I clutched the chains and twisted them around. Why am I so useless?

The weather was so nice; the sun didn't look like it was going to set soon, though it wasn't too long since I got here straight from school. My internal clock was out of whack due to not being able to sleep properly last night. Crazy as it is, I was busy thinking about certain things and yet not a single interesting thought outside the dilemma we were in showed its presence in my thick skull.

I swung myself back and forth lightly. The swing didn't give me the same freedom it did like my first time being here.

"I'm such a mess..." I mumbled and felt a shadow fall over me.

"If you're a mess, want someone to clean you up?" a girl wearing the female's school uniform questioned in a teasing tone. I just gave her a blank look and resumed looking at the ground, resuming my light swinging. "H-Hey! I just used a line on you, mind showing some acknowledgement?" she said in an irritated tone and I rolled my eyes, mockingly gracing her by finally giving her some eye contact.

She didn't look bad, but it's not like I really judge based on appearances.

She had short, light green hair that made me think that she was related to Gachapoid, and sported some orange goggles that rest around her neck. Nothing too out of the ordinary other than the hair and accessories; not particularly interesting to say the least.

"Acknowledgement made, now leave me alone," I grumbled, trying to wear her down with an indifferent look. Instead of having the result of her leaving, she crossed her arms, and then landed onto the swing beside the one I was sitting on and twisted to face me. I allowed my head to fall down, not bothering to use any strength in keeping it up because...well because of the sole reason that this new girl was annoying me.

"Sheesh, you really are a mess," she scoffed and I rolled my eyes at her remark.

"I want to be alone if you don't mind," I snapped, feeling as though she was some teacher thoroughly enjoying the need to test my patience. She was probably enjoying it as far as I can tell; it was a just feeling though.

"I actually do, I was thinking: Hey that kid looks like he's down. Did his girlfriend dump him?" she informed with a perky voice that I felt my shoulders cringe while she was sounding out her prior thoughts. "Then being the kind soul I was, I went up to you to help your broken heart and sweep you off your feet." she finally finished her prattle and I could tell she was waiting for some reaction.

Sorry to break it to you, but you were going to get anything worth waiting for from me. I was barely even registered anything she said for the past...oh sheesh how long did she talk? I got up from my seat, dusting my back and adjusted my bag. Well, home was far more interesting than here and far less annoying since this goggle girl wasn't going to be there.

"H-Hey!" I started walking, picking up the pace to get to the gates of the playground. C'mon just a bit more and I could make a run for it. "I said hey!" she hollered and I jumped, ready to make a run for it.

When I felt that she got closer, I jumped and broke into a run. "Someone help! This chick won't stop stalking me!" I yelled and gained a good amount of attention. The people who were outside in the area all jumped in alarm at my news and I grinned in pleasure before picking up my momentum.

"H-HEY! That's a bold-faced lie!" she screamed, and I could hear her footsteps gaining both speed and power. I wonder how much I angered her. Probably a lot when her footsteps died down and soon turned into temper tantrum stomps. I could feel the grin spreading over my face and felt...I dunno, really happy! After all that tossing and turning and utter confusion, this ended up being a pretty good day at the playground.

"Just leave me alone!"

"W-Why you...you...lying jerk!"

Oh please, you have got to come up with something better than that!

I made a turn to the corner then peeked from the corner of a house. My eyes probably looked like they were shining with mischief, but I didn't care what I looked like at the moment. What I did care was the scene that the green haired chick was putting up; she had a defeated and flabbergasted look on her face with her mouth probably sputtering some stuff of her defense of not being some creepy stalker. A group of people had scolding looks on their face, probably defending me or trying to teach her that stalking wasn't a good thing and blah and that it's horrible and blah blah.

I cackled in wicked amusement and strutted back home, not bothering in clearing up the misunderstanding.

Oh today was definitely a good day to have gone to the playground.

I really thought I had typed more than eleven pages, but whatever =="

Anyway, I know it's been...two months? My apologies! I've been contemplating on how to write out the next chapter since the last chapter was a filler - kinda... - and I didn't know what to do next. That is until one night I decided to smack my hands on a laptop and start typing something that would remotely relate to the next chapter for FtC, and whaddya know? It worked! I've been working on this for about...a few days, but I don't think I got much down in here.

HOWEVER.

I finally know where I'm going with this. No joke. I finally know what I'm doing with Miku and it sorta gets complex with her - thankfully, I didn't write with her PoV - but it makes sense along with the other characters. I'm not gonna dive into much detail, but I do know for a fact, that I got everything sorted out and I know how this is gonna end. I'm hoping that it'll end in about five or six more chapters, depending how much I need to write. Hopefully it'll be less then that so I won't have to worry about this fic anymore - harsh to say, but true.

Hooray for adding in a Len x Miku scene without her comparing Len to Mikuo! I thought the scene was too fluffy for this kind of story, so I felt the need to kinda ruin it in the next one.

The Len and Rin brother/sister scene felt too light hearted and realistic, but I like how it went. I needed to fix Rin's personality anyway, I can't take her as serious o_o.

Anything else...?

Finals are soon and I have an AP project to work during the summer. (Hooray for more work!)

Waiting for blissful summer days,

~Ventus