Aah! Halloween is only a few days away and I still have to finish my costume! Of course I ran out of the paint pen which I drastically need to complete this! Ah! –Panics- Ok while I do that please enjoy this new chapter! Bye!

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Rin's POV

I walked into the hospital with my head down. Father told the front desk our business and a few minutes later the doctor walked down. "Hello, Rin." He said with a bright smile. I knew why he smiled so brightly at me in particular: to hide the fact that I was going to die sooner or later.

"Hello, Doctor Kyle."

"How's my favorite, patient?"

"Ok."

"You're certainly quiet today."

"Sorry to disappoint." Then and there my father hit me,

"Rin, be nice!" It wasn't a hard hit but it was hard enough to leave a red mark on my shoulder.

"Sorry, Father."

"Well now, shall we go?" Dr. Kyle gestured his arm toward the hall and we headed down to the room I'd have my check up in.

A few minutes passed and it was time for him to check my throat. I was so terrified but opened my mouth for him to check the back of my throat. He shone the flashlight in the back of my throat. A few more minutes passed and he stood up after writing down his results then turned and solemnly stared at my father and i. "Well?" My father said with a rough edge to his tone, "What's the status?" Dr. Kyle looked at me then back,

"May I speak to you alone, Mr. Kagamine?" My father stiffened,

"Yes, of course." I brought my clothes into the bathroom to changed and headed back to the room when I stopped dead outside at the conversation I heard: "How is she, Doctor?"

"Hm, I'm sorry to say, sir . . . but . . . your daughter only seems to have a year to live." Immediately my eyes widened and it seems like only a sole light surrounded th tiny area around me as hospital staff commenced their daily duties. Wh-what? A . . . year?!

"Wh-what? A . . . a year?! Th-that can't be right! Sh-she's been so healthy at home!" A pause,

"I'm sorry sir, but there is a way to save her."

"Anything. Anything!" Y-yes! I'll do anything to live!

"We can operate . . . but there's a very high chance that she won't be able to speak." I gasped. N-not be able to speak? B-but . . . that means . . . not being able to sing . . .

I staggered backwards and fell into the chair across the door; the nurses saw my horrified state and hurried over to me as they asked me what was wrong. I did not acknowledge their presence and only when my father closed the door did I look up. I had to keep my calm; he didn't know I overheard his conversation with the doctor. I shook my head and stood up, "Let's go." I demanded as I stormed off, "I can't stand it here." Father stared after me a moment before following me.

We made it home and I got out of the car before heading for Vocaloid High. "Rin! Where are you going?"

"I'm taking a walk! I need to clear my mind, I hate going to the doctors!" I called back not looking behind me as I hurried off. Father didn't reply and only stared after me.

I stepped onto the front step and buzzed in. "Beep, beep, hello?"

"Hi, um, Rin Kagamine reporting back in after a doctor's appointment?"

"Beep, beep. Alright, come in." The door was unlocked and I walked in only to be confronted with a certain tealette who spun me around in a hug,

"M-Miku!"

"I heard you came back from the doctor's; how'd it go?" I gasped then became sober for a moment and smiled brightly at her,

"Nothing. Everything's fine."

"You sure?" She asked blinking her round blue eyes and I nodded with my sweet smile,

"Mhm, I promise." She smiled,

"Good, I'm glad~." She giggled as did I and she hooked her arm with mine, "C'mon, we're all chilling in the lounge and it's quiet without ya~."

"Thanks, Miku." We headed for the lounge and when we opened the double doors everyone looked at us and cheered before inviting me to their group. I laughed as we talked and joked with them. One year . . . that's all I had left to live . . . so . . . I decided . . . to spend every living moment smiling . . . no more tears . . . I've shed enough of them already.

Hours passed and I invited Miku into my room. I figured she might as well know my fate, she has been my friend for forever after all. The room seemed grey with only white light from the outside seeping in through my white silk curtains. Our discussion seemed utterly silent as I imagined sad music playing like in one of those movies where someone dies in the hospital and the people waiting outside receive the heartbreakingly devastating news. I had told her the news and she put her hands over her face as she cried and sank to her knees as I solemnly stared down at her, biting my lip to keep in the tears. One more year left of my life . . . and I vowed to only smile from here on now. . .

Oh my god! D': Why I write such sad things?! Oh my god! Please review and VOTE ON MY POLL!