A/N : Sorry that it took so long. I feel terrible.
Well you see, my first,lame excuse is school. It's been... really busy. And secondly, everything I typed sounded like crap. Even this one too. But... I hope you'll like it.
It's a bit longer than the previous chapter. Enjoy~
warnings : nothing dangerous, so far
disclaimer : you know I don't own vocaloid
A blonde haired girl, aged not more than 18 hummed as small bubbles formed on the surface of the boiling bowl of soup in front of her. Time to stir. She walked cross the small room and took a big spoon, then began to stir the food slowly.
A creaking sound of opened doors broke her concentration, and she slightly cocked her head to her side. She looked in thought for a moment and smiled to herself, already guessing who was coming home. After stirring her soup one more time, she walked out of the kitchen and headed to the foyer.
"I'm home."
The blonde girl's smile only widened as she saw the familiar blond locks that looked almost the same as her's—only a bit more short and messy—drenched in rain and opened her mouth to welcome him, but stopped as she saw the thing—no, person—that her brother was carrying. She furrowed her brows questioningly.
"Len, who is that?"
The boy looked at loss of words, confused as of how to explain. "Uh…well you see…when I was walking home, she laid fainted on the ground and—" Len stopped his words and groaned when his sister clasped her mouth with one hand, looked unbelieving and shocked, "—and no, Rin, it was not whatever you think it was," he added with a piercing stare. He was quite used to her sister's freaky mind and behavior, thanks to the whole otaku thing she was obsessed with, but really, sometimes it's gone too far.
"U-uh, okay, so you just picked a cute stranger that laid on the ground on a rainy day?" Rin made a worried expression along with her conclusion, but a slight hint of excitement flashed in her eyes; which gave Len a bad feeling. "Y-yeah. Now, can you please do… something, because she's getting heavy."
Rin nodded. "Alright, alright. Just take her to the guest bedroom and get her dry and warm before she catches a cold. My soup must be saved," she added while moving from the way.
Len walked to the stairs and was taking his second step when a realization hit him. "Uh, Rin?" he said, pausing his tracks and turning his head behind.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I must make her… dry and warm?"
Rin raised her brow.
"Yeah, that's what I said. Had the girl's cuteness make your genius brain shrink?"
"No. No. I mean… I must change her clothes?"
"Yeah. What about it? Oh… that face… perv."
"No! I'm not a pervert like you! I mean… that's… inconvenient," he reasoned with a blush.
"Okay, okay. Coward. Just put her on the bed and dry her with a towel or something, I will be there in a minute," she said before rushing to the kitchen.
Len climbed up the stairs and passed the small hallways carefully so he wouldn't bump the girl he was carrying into anything. He could hear the loud groan and curses of her sister from the lower floor ("Ack! My soup!") as he incidentally bumped the girl's head into a door handle and cursed his own clumsiness. Finally, he reached the end of the small hallway and stopped in front of a metal door, opening it with several difficulties. Lights turned on automatically, revealing a small room with a bed decorated in pink bedcovers. Ah, how nostalgic.
Len—although a bit confused and hesitant about what to do—laid her on the bed carefully. He removed the girl's wet boots and put it on the floor beside the bed's leg, and took a deep breath before slowly pulling her wet, thigh-length socks that slid smoothly, revealing a pair of flawless, pale-skinned legs. He blushed when he caught himself staring at it dazingly.
He stood dumbstruck for some moment-his head's screws seemed to work slowly-and walked to the metal wardrobe across the bed, opening it. It was almost empty; bedcovers and sleeping pajamas was stacked neatly in the lower left of the wardrobe. He nonchalantly pulled one of the pajamas and returned to the bedside, a bit unsure of what he was going to do next.
He gently wiped off the water that trailed down her figure, trying to make her as dry as possible. He tossed the now wet pajamas on the floor and stood quietly. Now… what to do?
Len observed her figure and caught the sight of her twintails; it should be undone so she could sleep more comfortably, he thought. He came closer and slowly undone the black ribbon, letting the silky locks to fall loose. He caressed the long hair. It was really soft and silky, and he loved how it felt in his hand.
She was really beautiful. Just like a porcelain doll, but even far more pretty. He wondered what did a girl like her do in that dirty alley, laying collapsed. Just when he touched her cheek, feeling the soft and cold skin, the door swung open.
He jumped backwards in reflect.
Rin came inside with a stack of clean clothes in her hand and smirked playfully at the scene that laid before her eyes. "Hoo, Lenny boy, what have you done to her?"
"I-I didn't do anything! Just… dried her a little and undid her hair, that is," he said defensively.
But Rin noticed his small blush and smiled mischievously.
"Is that so?" Len glared. "Okay, I will pretend to believe you, then."
Len clicked his tongue and shot her another glare, while Rin ignored it and came closer to the bed. She put the dry clothes on the bed's edge and turned her head at her brother.
"Are you gonna stay here forever or…?"
"I-I'm sorry!" he shouted with a wild blush and slammed the door shut while Rin continued to tend the tealette with a giggle. One question kept resounding inside his head as he walked trough he hallway.
Who was her?
Miku felt weird.
When her teal orbs snapped open, she saw a pink ceiling instead of a white one, and same goes to the bed. He turned to right and left, but everything was foreign to her. Her gaze stopped at the white(finally) clock that was hung across her bed, to the left of the woody wardrobe.
It was not 06.30.
Something must be wrong.
Her gaze landed to her body, she was wearing yellow pajamas. It was also weird, because all she had was white.
Something was definitely wrong.
Her ears perked up when she heard the sound of the metal door slowly being opened. A figure of a blonde boy was revealed and she slightly jumped back defensively. The boy was also surprised to see the girl wide awake and blushed when her teal pair of eyes stared back into his sky blue ones.
Len snapped from his still-surprised state and managed to force his awkward words.
"Rin! The girl is awake!"
A/N : I know it's quite crappy. I have problems with turning ideas into literature... guess I need more practice.
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