a/n: Judging from the title, this probably won't be good. Anyways, I'm a bit more than halfway to finishing this fic. But until then, I hope you guys find it worthwhile to read :3 xoxo

Warning: This chapter contains some mature content, although people don't really care. =3= But it's just a warning anyways.

Chapter Seven: An Angel's Wraith

The house never seemed so quiet as Len entered the front door. He realized that this was the type of silence he experienced before he had seen the electric angel, met _r3b00t_ and played with Mini Rin's Vocaloid program. It was still hard getting his head around the fact that they were all the same person: His twin sister.

"Hello, Rin? Is anyone home?" The house groaned in reply. Len felt the intimidation and tension in the air. Whether Rin was here or not, she was not happy.

He clambered up the steps, trembling. It was only his sister, what should he be afraid of?

Len's hand shook as it gripped his bedroom's doorknob. Whatever was inside, he had to face it.

The door slowly creaked open. As Len's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see the electric angel fettered to his computer, back turned to him.

That wasn't right. Why wasn't she glowing? Rin's presence gave off a sullen and idle mood, like the moon, instead of the sun she was. Sparks flew off of her wings, as if they were trying to broadcast the last of their light to the world.

Was Rin...dying? In death...?

"I'm not dead Len, not yet." The angel didn't turn to face him. "I'm merely getting stronger."

He tired to ignore the seriousness in her voice. "Look Rin, you don't have to be mad at me. I understand why you would do that, and I understand it was for me. However, even though I know your motives, it confuses me that you were never like this in life. But I know death can be hard on you, so it's not your fault."

Len wanted nothing more than to calm her down. She murdered Ted, Kaito and Piko so quickly, because they hated him so much. What would she do to him?

"I cannot detect sincerity in your statement, Len. You stopped loving me, haven't you? Look how weak I'm getting."

"Rin, don't think that-"

"You're trembling. Why are you trembling?" She spun around, her face showing dark circles underneath her eyes. Hurt was filled in them. "Are you afraid of me?"

Len was about to lie again, but decided it was fruitless. He inhaled, trying to meet her eyes. "Seeing what you did today frightened me. What happened to you? You're not acting like the Rin I know, for the matter. Ever since I got back with Lenka...it set you off, hasn't it?"

Rin bit down her lip, on Lenka's name. Her shoulders hunched over, as if she was shivering. Her head slowly turned up, and Len nearly jumped back in fright.

Rin's eyes were glowing in a traffic-light red.

"Oh, it did more than set me off. It turned me into something I didn't want to be."

And that something was jealousy.

Rin vanished, again. The lights in his room flickered on response, and then blew out. The heating was disabled, leaving the room five degrees lower than it had originally been.

"Rin! What are you-"

"Don't worry Len, I'm still here." Her soft, lulling voice whispered, sending chills up his spine. A wave of electricity passed around the room, before it was returned to darkness. "I'll always be here. And there's no way to get rid of me."

A lightbulb popped, sending off a flash of sparks. The overhead lights flickered on and off, like a naughty child playing with the switch. Len however, wasn't scared.

"This isn't like you, Rin. You're malfunctioning!"

"No, I'm not!" Another fuse crackled. "It's not that. I'm just confused."

Confused? As in why was he mad at her? "I'm not mad at you, Rin."

"Don't lie! I know you are! All you want to do is be with Lenka! You've forgotton about me..." His computer booted up, showing the Vocaloid program. Mini Rin looked at him with big, lonely eyes, spilling with tears. She begged him to make her sing again.

"Rin...I think it's time for you to rest. Everything has been hard on you, so why not just let it go...?"

Her bodiless voice lowered to a whisper. "Let it go? Rest in peace? How can I do that?! Have my actions meant anything to you, Len? Anything?!"

A quantum wave of air pushed him in the chest. Len fell against his door, suddenly feeling the fear that left him speechless.

"You became popular. You got a girlfriend. You got music, your sister. What more could you want? And yet you want it all to disappear?!"

What has he done? Why did he bring Rin back into the world, when she wouldn't go back?

The door bursted open, and all the lights returned. Rin's presence disappeared.

"Len!" Iroha sauntered through the door, as if nothing supernatural happened. She had a wide grin plastered on her face.

"Hey, Iroha..." There was a mallet in his head, giving him a pounding headache. For a second, he felt like he was going to pass out. Iroha's arrival didn't seem to excite him.

"It's so nice to see that you're safe! Here, I got your late Christmas present. They are the contacts that you wanted. Now you'll never loose your glasses again, 'cause you won't be wearing them!"

Len took the contacts in his palm, feeling like the biggest idiot in the world. His present for her was given to someone else, leaving him with the alternative...

"Thank you so much, Iroha. Um, I've got you something as well...it's chocolate." He sheepishly handed the box of chocolate turtles that was under his bed.

He would never, ever forget the face of disappointment that showed on Iroha for a millisecond. She smiled in return, thanking him. His heart sank so low he could feel it in his stomache, the fullness of guilt. He followed the pink-haired woman down the stairs.

When she was out of sight, Len started bashing his head against the wall.

The next few weeks were filled with terror. Never in his life has Len felt so hunted, so watched...and it was all because of Rin.

The electric angel never appeared in human form anymore, admist the electrical appliences in the room. However, he would see her: White eyes peering from under the table, around the corner of the wall, or over the banister to watch him eat dinner. Tapping on the wall, the lights turning on and off, and a flickering TV were signs that Rin was around. His glasses, homework, computer and pillows would go missing, ending up in strange places. When he slept, he would sometimes see her appear briefly in the doorway, whilst disappearing again. He would feel her lie next to him on his bed, or pinning him onto his matress. Waking up, no one would be there.

The boy was terrified of spending time alone. He was afraid to bring Lenka or his other friends, because he was afraid it might enrage Rin. He had to settle this, this haunting. In the meantime however, Len spent a majority of his time with Lenka. Although it was the opposite of what Rin wanted him to do, he was afraid to face her.

The hauntings went on. After a few weeks, Len managed to get used to them. With each passing day, Len spent as much time as possible not in the house, and brainstormed ways on how to bring the angel to ease. He just wanted them to be like when they first met, was that too much to ask?

He finally got his answer when he was unexpectedly met by Rin.

"Len." She said, her voice dark and emotionless, as he entered his room. "I need to take you somewhere. Come with me."

Immediately, he felt fear rise up in his chest. "Where?"

"I can't tell you. Put on this blindfold, it's a surprise." A piece of cloth floated in front of him.

Even when Rin was alive, Len was never fond of surprises. And she knew it. With this suspicious request, Len became distrustful of her.

"Doesn't that seem too shady? Where are you taking me?"

Two seconds later, she was right up in his face. Her eyes flashed "DANGER", the red colour disappearing after a millisecond.

"You'll see." She rammed her hand against his chest.

It didn't seem possible that Rin would be able to touch him. But the waves of electricity frying his veins said so otherwise.

Stars crossed his vision, and he couldn't scream as his pain and consiousness left him. Len blacked out, Rin's brilliant wings the last sight that made it through his mind.

"What has happened to her?"

There were lights. Music. Len dismissed the visions as a dream, his senses still numbed by that electric shock. But the pounding in his head told him that it was reality.

The orbs intermingled with each other, neon headlights dancing across the vision. People were laughing, strange songs were playing, and all around him were...women?

What kind of dream was this?!

Len was vaguely aware of his cheek smushed against a wine-stained couch seat. He groaned, sitting up, his extreme surroundings and lost sense of direction were causing him vertigo. As his vision focused, he realized with shock and horror where he was.

A strip club.

Everywhere...there were people putting on shows, and people watching the shows. Lights flashed in all directions, blinding him from nasty sights. Len rolled off of the couch, screaming at the top of his lungs:

"RIINNNNN! WHY?!"

Unfortunately, she was either unavailable of not bothering to answer. Several heads turned to stare at him, but they probably thought he was yelling over a girl who left him. He pushed through the crowd of creepy people, trying to find an exit. He was panicking overtime, his heart pounding and mind confused and appalled. How did he even get in?!

"Hey there, sexy."

Len ignored the voice, striding towards where he thought the exit was. But the seductive voice latched a slender hand on his tie, driving him back around.

"Now now, don't run away~" He was met face to face with a twenty-year old prostitute, who had flowing pink hair. Her lips had on a lusty smile, pleased that she had ensnared him.

"CRAP, GET AWAY FROM ME!" He pushed the lady aside, scurrying away.

She caught him again. "Oh baby, if you were new at this, you could've just told me." She leaned in closer, whispering, and Len realized she didn't have clothes on. "I know how do little boys like you~"

He became extremely uncomfortable, his face heating up with fear. This was not right! Being with a nude person in a strip club...HE HAD TO GET HOME.

"NO, LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU'RE CREEPY! I SAID GET AWAY!" He didn't care that his voice was high pitched as a girl's. Len was definitely scared.

"Come now, it won't hurt, I promise. In fact, you'll have the best time in your life."

"SCREW YOU GET AWAY FROM-"

The pink haired woman pinned him against the wall. He was trapped.

What was Rin thinking?! Is she giving him some moral pain by sending him to the strip club? Or was there something more...

"F%ck, let me go!" He hated all this. The lady was surprisingly strong, which struck even more fear into his heart.

"I SAID LET ME-"

The woman brought her mouth down on his neck.

"AHHHHHHH!"

Len didn't care that she was a lady, but his battle with the trio had taught him some things. He forcefully kicked the woman's abdomen, digging the end of his shoe into her exposed belly. She let out a pained cry, buckled to the ground, and Len made his escape. The world was falling apart around him, but the doors were in sight. He just had to get to the doors-

They opened.

"There you are!" The familarity of the voice brought him to a stop. Right in front of him was the last person he wanted to see: Lenka.

"LENKA! It's not what it looks like, I can explain!" He realized that he was lost for words. There was no way she would believe his story about the electric angel.

The blonde's blue eyes stared at him disbelievingly. Then they drifted lower, to his neck, where a lipstick stain was still visible. She started to fill up with rage.

"If you didn't want me to be your girlfriend, you could've said so!"

Len's hand flew to his neck, rubbing the stain off. "What, no! I have no idea how I got here! There was this prostitute who tried to rape me. Look, I'll explain-"

He was cut off, as Lenka's palm struck his cheek. "Why did you call me then, hm? Twenty minutes ago, you said that our relationship wasn't 'exciting' enough and that you went to the strip club instead! What kind of idiot are you? Cruel, unfaithful b-"

"No, Lenka." His face still throbbed where she had hit him. "It wasn't me, I promise."

Behind Lenka, a figment of horror appeared. It was Rin, the angel, with his phone in her hand. She snickered, mounted to the phone, invisible to everyone else.

Her eyes still had the bloody red colour.

Len summed it up: Rin had called Lenka, and using his voice, told her that he was at the strip club. And then she knocked him out, bringing him to the said strip club, so that Lenka would discover him and get mad. It was all so that she would break up with him.

"I'm done with you, Len Kagamine. You'll never be seeing this face AGAIN!" Her tears flowed freely, dripping off of her fair face. She tore off the necklace that was hidden beneath her shirt, and threw it into the ground. "And I thought I actually understood you!"

She felt something land in her pocket, so suddenly. In a fury, Lenka reached into it to find Len's cell phone, and smashed that as well.

The blond male's cry was cut off, as suddenly a cold presence was released. Then all the lights in the club went out, all the music shutting off. Rin was released.

The people became chaos. Everyone started screaming, and evacuated the building. Lenka had stormed off already, and Len was once again left with a crowd of spectators. A mob has gathered, curious why the streets were filled with naked people. He wanted to die on that spot, to shoot himself right that second. But he pushed though, his eyes blurry with tears, as all the events moving too quickly for him to catch up. The pink haired woman from earlier stumbled, her eyes meeting his for a second, before she gave him the finger.

His hands curled around Lenka's necklace, with "Kokoro" imprinted on it. The one that was supposed to be for Iroha. The one that Rin had helped picked out.

Rin.

It was all her fault. The spirit that was desperate for attention, the one who went through so much trouble to get rid of Lenka. Len suddenly felt a fire in his chest, one he haven't felt in so long. It was rage.

He walked towards where he felt home was, the fire burning behind his eyes. His tears had a different meaning within them. Each step had motive, one that he was eager to accomplish...or even relunctant. But whatever he felt about it, he knew it had to happen. Whether she...or he...like it or not.

Rin has to go.

a/n: Ugh, I feel like an a-hole giving Luka such a suggestive role :( Even though Luka is really sexy and mature, I felt really uncomfortable writing it. Oh well. Luka is still awesome xDD