Epilogue:

Hello everyone, I am back, I'm so sorry it took so long to post this. The flash drive that I kept my stories on was stolen, and I didn't have the will to rewrite this. This honestly breaks my heart, but I'm pleased with this epilogue. I simply want to thank everyone who followed this story through to the end, it honestly means a lot. To think that it's been over a year since I created this story. I'm honestly ashamed of my grammatical errors in this; I should have done a better job of proofreading. I love you guys, you're all wonderful people, and I'm glad I got to know you through this story. I would love to reply to all of the reviews, but seeing that this epilogue is over due, please understand that all of them were appreciated and made me happy to see them.

Now, without further delay, let's end this with a rather happier ending.

~*Rinto's P.O.V*~

It had been two days since Rin had been murdered. The autopsy came back, stating that Rin had died due to too much blood loss from when Neru stabbed her. Mom hadn't gone to work, nor had she come out of her room for the past two days. I had to bring her food, though she didn't eat all of it; only taking small bites before crawling back under the covers of her bed. School was the same as usual, life going on for most people except me, Rin's friends, and myself. I didn't talk to anybody, just simply became almost mute except for when I needed to coax Lola to eat something. My life seemed to have become slower now with Rin gone. Before anybody starts judging me, I guess you could say my fondness towards Rin was a little more than brotherly like. I couldn't help, but compare Rin to every girl I met, wanting to meet someone like her.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, is that I wanted a girl who was like Rin. Though the past few months hadn't been good for her, Rin had tried to make everything work. She tried to keep her problems to herself; though she might still be alive if she had told somebody. That was Rin though, trying not to burden people with anything that involved her.

I was walking along the sidewalk, heading towards school. I saw Len ahead, lying lazily against the stop sign with his head lowered, causing his bangs to cover his face. I felt myself scowl, but sighed, knowing I should stop blaming Len…even if he is a bastard. I adjusted the backpack on my right shoulder before approaching him. He looked up, his eyes dull and glassy looking. I almost took a step backwards, but quickly recovered and showing indifference on my face.

"What are doing, Kagamine?" I said in a low voice, almost hoarsely from the lack of use. His lips seemed to quiver in a ghost smile before getting off the stop sign and standing in front of me. He pressed something cold and square into my hand. I looked down to see the golden yellow iPod with the engraving 'Congrats Brat', on it. I realized it was the iPod I had given Rin a few years back when she had graduated Middle school; it was her graduation gift. I gave him a questioning look.

"…How did you get this?"

"I stalked Rin one day and it fell out of her pocket. She has uploaded a bunch of her own songs on there."

"…What the hell? You stalked my baby sister?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"…"

I could only stare at Len, giving him an odd look. What. The. Hell. I put the iPod in my pocket, supposing I would listen to it later. Rin had never let me on her iPod, so I guess now I could see why…maybe there were dirty songs about hentai or something…

I smacked myself on the forehead, realizing that was preposterous. Rin wasn't like that…I think. Len and I walked beside each other, keeping a distance, but technically walking beside each other. There was an awkward silence between us, but neither of us said anything to break it. The busy streets of Tokyo were packed with people, many standing outside of shops or heading to work. Taxis and other cars with advertisings and such were going along the streets. The bright signs were showing foods, clothes, or anything that would catch your eye. I was almost knocked over as I accidentally bumped into someone, quickly mumbling an apology and moving along.

Rin's funeral would be tomorrow; just thinking about it put a lump in my throat. I had nearly gagged when I had seen her, her eyes forever dull and glassy, similar to Len's. Her once soft and warm skin was now ice cold. The long blonde eyelashes that framed her eyes would no longer flutter in the wind along with her hair. Her lips would never light up the world with a smile that would be forever her greatest weapon against people, making even the coldest person melt at the sight of her and that beautiful smile.

I clenched my hands into fists and chewed the inside of my cheek until I tasted the salty taste of blood in my mouth. It was hard to think these things without wanting to punch a wall until you broke your hand. After weaving around people skillfully, we now entered the school grounds. Everyone looked at me, their eyes full of pity and sympathy, but I didn't want it. I didn't want people to feel sorry for me, nor did I want pity; it only made the horrible feeling in my stomach worse. A young girl, by the name of Yuzuki Yukari, came up and tapped on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry for everything that has happened to you and your family." She said softly and handed me a small wrapped box before scurrying away. I sighed sadly and put the box in my bag.

"She didn't give me a chance to thank her." I mumbled. Len snorted quietly, causing me to give him a look.

"What?"

"You're too soft."

"So says the player boy who was popular with all the girls."

"Your point is?"

"Your voice is getting defensive."

He went quiet after that, simply staring ahead at the crowd of people. I kicked a random rock, sending it tittering across the yard.

"What do you think would have happened if I had stayed away? To let Rin be alone and happy with Mikuo?" Len finally mumbled, staring across the yard. It had now occurred to me about Mikuo, and looked over to see him leaning against a tree, alone and obviously depressed.

"I don't know. I trusted him and believed he would protect Rin. In the end, she died to save you. He probably hates your guts. You need to talk to him, patch things up for Rin's sake." I told him, my voice grim and serious. He heaved a sigh before nodding and walking over to Mikuo. I simply watched from a table nearby.

At first, Mikuo didn't look up as Len approached, but as soon as Len was within reach, he had struck Len, sending him onto the ground. Len's lip began to bleed, but he didn't fight back. Mikuo had just got back from the hospital, prepared to see Rin, that is, until he heard what had happen. I could understand Mikuo's grief. Mikuo started throwing punches aimlessly as I watched tears slip down his face in salty drops. Len dodged each blow, but not throwing any back in return.

Mikuo struck again, but this time, Len caught his fist, holding it firmly in his palm. Though it wasn't my fight, I started to walk over, prepared to help Len if it was needed. Len simply stared into Mikuo's eyes, mumbling something I couldn't hear. Mikuo's fist relaxed and fell limply back to his side. Mikuo simply hung his head as tears trickled down his chin and onto the dirt below. I couldn't stand being here, watching this boy cry in front of me when I was trying to hold it all in. I simply turned heel and walked away.

Classes dragged on all day, and I was to the point where I wanted to just get up and leave without saying a word to anybody. I sighed, knowing all to well that Lola wouldn't feel any better if I just busted out of class. I sat here miserably; hearing the barely audible 'tick-tock' of the small clock in the back of the room, wishing time would slip by faster. People were whispering about me, talking about Rin's death, but always somehow twisting it around. A group of Neru's friends were behind me, talking snarky about Rin.

"If Rin hadn't been a whore, Neru would still be alive and would have been happy with Len. Rin should have minded her own business."

I bit my tongue, resisting the urge to jump up and send a sharp reply to them. Breathe in and out, I thought as I shoved my hands into my pockets, that is, until I heard another comment from another girl.

"Rin is just a good for nothing slut. It's like Neru told us; she uses guys as toys for her entertainment."

I snapped, standing up and shoving my chair behind me before turning towards the girls. I watched as they looked up in surprise, a nervous fear entering their expressions as they realized who I was and saw my reaction.

"Don't talk about my baby sister like that. She is not a whore, she's not stupid, and if anything, she will always be better than you. Neru is a cold, heartless bitch that was jealous of Rin. I better not hear another word come from your mouth that has something to do with Rin." I said coldly, my voice coming out in growl. I had never cussed in front of a girl other than Rin before, trying to represent myself with the gentle and calm nature of a mature, young adult male.

Well…so much for that.

Having Rin as a baby sister taught me to be patient and kind towards girls, seeing both Rin's vulnerable and emotional side had made it to where I couldn't stand to see a girl cry. The loud slapping pop rang throughout the classroom as the girl, who I had verbally just threatened, connected her palm to the side of my face.

A stinging sensation crept up my cheek as blood rushed to the area that had been injured, forming a red hand print along my cheek as the group of girls walked away indignantly, their hair swishing back and forth as they walked. The stinging subsided, but I still had the reminder that I was alone in a world of grief, wanting my little sister to come back. Just to see her would make me happy.

I shook my head, trying to banish those thoughts. I'm truly sick; sick and twisted, maybe even demented as I continued those thoughts for the remainder of the day.

~*Time Skip*~

I was walking home now, having stayed out until dark to be alone. I knew Lola would be worried, but she probably hadn't come out of her room. I pulled out my house key from a silver chain around my neck. The somewhat warm metal rested gently in the palm of my hand. Rin's old baby ring rested beside the chrome colored key, shining gently in the diming twilight. I felt a warm breeze pick up, smelling faintly of Rin's orange blossom and citrus shampoo. I didn't realize I had started crying until the tears had started dripping onto the wooden boards of the porch.

I wiped the wetness away with the sleeve of my hoodie, trying to put on a calm face in case Lola had somehow decided to come out and was in the living room. I shoved the key into the locked, twisted left, pulled back to the center, and shoved the door open. Citrus, who was napping in front of the door, possibly hoping Rin would be returning from a night out with friends, looked up startled as I walked inside.

Citrus remained at the door, sitting up, as she tried to see if Rin was somewhere behind me, but I saw her face droop slightly when the door didn't open again as she laid down once more in front of the door. I'm glad I don't speak cat, because I wouldn't want to be the one who had to tell Citrus that Rin was no longer breathing.

It was dark in the house except for a small table lamp on the small coffee table between the sofas. Lola was sitting on the biggest sofa, a small cup of what looked like black coffee in her hands. Her eyes, blood shot and puffy, looked glazed and far off into space, but looked up at me. Her lips, pale and thin, tried to smile, but it was forced and looked cracked. Her dark hair was a mess and looked as if it hadn't been brushed in years. I felt my eyes water up and I wanted to run to her like I would as a child, to beg her to comfort me, but I knew I needed to be strong for us and be the one who comforted her.

I headed to the kitchen, grabbing pots and pans and trying to decide on what to make with the little groceries we had. I hadn't gone out to buy anything yet, but I knew I would need to soon. I sighed as I decided to stick to instant ramen, putting on a pot to boil the noodles and pulling out two bowls. I added seasoning and pieces of pork to the noodles, quickly stirring in vegetables. I piled ramen into the bowls, adding half of a boiled egg to top it off.

I carried the bowls, along with a set of chopsticks for both Lola and I, into the living room, handing one to her as I sat down beside her. I had taken off work tonight to have time to prepare for tomorrow. I choked on noodles as I thought of tomorrow. They were going to put Rin into the ground. The thought of her rotting away in a casket filled my head, and soon I was running into the bathroom with my clamped over my mouth. I barely made it before puking my guts out, groaning once I had flushed and sat there with my back against the toilet.

The cold stone soothed me, but my stomach was churning as I breathed quickly and shallowly. Lola stood at the doorway, walking in slowly and placing a cold, wet rag on my forehead. She sat beside me, dabbing at my face with the rag and humming softly.

"I love you, Rinto. Don't ever forget that. I know we are struggling, but I'm sure R-Ri-… she would want us to stop crying and move on with our lives. No matter how hard it is, we need to smile and cherish the memories she gave us." Lola said, though her voice sounded full the hidden grief she was trying so hard to contain.

I stood up slowly, offered my hand to her, helped her up and walked out of the bathroom and upstairs. I opened the bedroom of Rin's room, breathing in deeply, catching the faint remaining smell of oranges. I sighed slowly, realizing that soon even her scent would be gone and I would have almost nothing close to her other than objects she had once loved.

I went and flopped down on her bed, breathing in the more obvious smells of orange and citrus. I cuddled a pillow to my chest, wishing that Rin would take me with her. I felt my eyes closing as I slipped into sleep.

It didn't take long for things to happen.

I sat up, seeing that I was in a small meadow. I instantly recognized it as the place where my family would picnic before Dad died. Before Rin died. I stood up, gazing around slowly before I felt a presence close by and the faint smell of orange blossoms. My eyes widened as I began to search for the source of the scent, knowing that maybe, just maybe, that Rin was nearby.

Voices came faintly to me and I looked over to see a family of four; a woman with dark short hair, a man with pale blonde hair and green eyes, and two small blonde children. The smallest child, a girl with short blonde hair and a big poofy bow, was smiling cheerily as she held an orange up to the man to peel.

"Daddy, Daddy, please peel this for me?" She asked, her high voice echoing slightly.

I stood there, my hair blowing in the wind slightly as I watched the man take the orange and begin to peel it for his young daughter, handing her the orange and pecking her on the forehead.

"Here you go, Rin."

"Thanks Daddy!"

I felt so empty as I watched, but soon came the longing for this to be real again. I wanted to be the younger me, sitting here with my family, not having a single worry or care anymore. I started to reach out towards the young girl, wanting to see her face, yet something grasped my hand.

Thin, delicate fingers curled around mine and held me back and soon the petals of the surrounding wildflowers fell around me as the breeze picked up once more. I looked down at the smaller hand, feeling no warmth radiating from it, but at the same time it wasn't cold. I brought my eyes up slowly to a matching pair of cerulean blue eyes, seeing a serene and tranquil look in them as they gazed at me.

I gaped at her, trying hard to prevent anything sappy from coming out. Damn, I need to man up and be happy that she's here. For now, that is. I took a shaky breath after thinking about that. Who knew when I would ever have another dream with Rin in it? I let my eyes wonder over her, seeing her hair had been trimmed neatly to the short length it had once been, slightly curled in some places. She was wearing a white short dress and a pair wings nearly twice her size lined her back symmetrically. The small, thin light halo was barely visible and she was barefoot. Rin truly looked like an Angel. I was crying, my tears floating in mid air around us, like in movies.

Rin's smile was gentle, yet sad at the same time, something that absolutely broke my heart. So many questions, yet not a word escaped my mouth. So many things to say; yet I couldn't find my tongue to form the words. As you can see, I'm rather frustrated right now. The only thing I could do was grab her and hold her against my chest. Not. My hand went right through Rin as if she were thin air. I tried again, but came up with the same results. Rin was no longer smiling, as she soon began to slightly fade, her face turning into one deep sorrow. Her lips started moving, but no sound came out.

"Rin? I can't hear you!" I said hoarsely. The field around us was no longer peaceful and calm, as the wind picked up, whipping my somewhat long hair back and forth. It tore at my clothes, nearly ripping the hoodie off of my body.

"What's going on?" I demanded, yet my voice was taken by the wind. I searched for Rin, but a cold and eerie laugh started echoing around me, bringing me face to face with Neru. She smiled, revealing a mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth, and her eyes were a bright crimson color. She jerked her hand up, her fist full of blonde strands of hair. I couldn't identify what was connected to the strands, that is, until Rin's decapitated head suddenly filled my vision.

I jolted upward, feeling my body moving as I sat up in Rin's bed. I realized I had been screaming since my throat was dry and hurting. A cold seat was trickling down my back, causing my shirt to cling to my skin. The faint rays of sunshine were slowly intruding in Rin's room as dawn soon broke over the horizon, causing me to get up. My heart was still racing as I nibbled on a slice of orange, not caring to eat the rest. I was on the edge of a meltdown, trying to not jump at every little thing.

Today was Rin's funeral. The thought kept racing through my head as I stared blankly into the mirror at the black button-up shirt I was wearing with a white tie. Black pants, black leather shoes…I needed something pure, so of course I chose a white tie. Lola walked in, looking at me with a pale face and watery eyes, but she managed to smile. I hugged her gently, bottling any emotion and forcing myself to be numb. I can always break down later when no one is around.

The drive to the funeral was silent, no words or music, only the hardly audible sounds of breathing between my mother and I. We struggled to find a parking spot, and I slowly became pissed. I finally gave up and just parked in the grass. The people here were people from school, people who barely knew Rin. I honestly wished it were just my family and a few close friends. I managed to find a seat for Lola and I chose to stand at the back.

I saw Kaito crying, blubbering about fighting evil ducks in a park. I rolled my eyes. Dammit, Kaito, be a man, if I cant cry, you can't cry either. I looked at the casket adorned with many assortments of roses. I couldn't swallow as people gathered around and the funeral started. It was almost completely silent except for the sound of girls crying.

When it was time for people to say a few things about Rin, girls from school all took turns. These were girls who had never said a word to Rin, hardly glanced at her, hardly gave her the time of their day, yet they were up there saying, "She was really sweet, I'll miss her so much."

I could only grit my teeth and walk up there, glaring at everyone.

"How much of a liar are you people? A majority of you here hardly said a word to Rin, much less gave her any of your attention." I snarled, causing some people to look up in shock.

I watched as some turned their head away in shame, while others only stared at me. Lola opened her mouth to speak, but I quickly continued.

"Rin went through hell because you people. She suffered through this by herself! How many of you even cared? Why does it have to be her death that opens your eyes to what's happening? Or are you just here to look like a good person?" I started to raise my voice as tears streamed down my face. I had never felt so angry before…and honestly…I was scared. I was scared of this feeling welling up inside of me before I felt a hand grip my shoulder.

It was a gentle hand, one that rubbed my shoulder gently. I looked over to see Len beside me, looking at me sadly. I slowly sighed as I looked at the casket. My lower lip trembled before I looked away and slowly walked back to my original spot. Len stood up there and gazed around before speaking.

"A long time ago…I had a best friend…but I ruined our friendship. I was known as a shota, something I wasn't proud of. I wanted to change my image…to impress the girl I loved. Little did I know that, by doing this, I was only ruining my chances with her. My friendship drifted apart with my best friend…the love of my life." Len said softly, gazing at the casket, running his fingers over the side of it.

"I was in love with my best friend, Rin…" He whispered.

Gasps were heard, especially from girls as Len looked at the casket lovingly, tears streaming down his face as he smiled.

"I was going to marry her someday…"

I could only watch from my place in the back. The clouds overhead slowly parted and revealed a clear blue sky with a shining sun. Somehow, I knew it was Rin. I smiled faintly and felt myself slowly give in to inner peace.

Seventy years later, you could see a man with wrinkles all over his face and body, making his way up to the cemetery with a bouquet of yellow roses and a basket in his hand. It was a daily routine for this man to come here, but for the first time…he had tubes in his nose to help him breath and an oxygen tank. Just by looking at him, you could tell his days were numbered by how frail his body was. He would cough every now and then, wheezing softly, before continuing on his path to a certain grave. Toward the center of the cemetery, underneath an old magnolia tree, stood a grave that was well kept compared to the other surrounding graves.

He quietly approached it and fumbled in the basket, pulling out a red and white-checkered blanket and setting it neatly on the ground. He struggled to sit down, wheezing again softly. He started to pull out things with a trembling hand, laying out a picture of a young girl with short blonde hair and cerulean blue eyes that shone like jewels. He then slowly pulls out two cupcakes with a design of an orange on one, and a banana on the other.

"Hello, my dearest, I'm back again."

As though talking to someone there, the man began to chat with the grave. He would smile and fumble with the cupcake wrapper before slowly taking a bite of the one with a banana on it. Once he had finished, he pulled out a white ribbon of a poofy bow. The ends were tattered with age, but still in good condition as he held it. He smiled faintly and lay down on the blanket, pulling out the tubes from his nose and dozing off.

The grounds keeper found the man with a peaceful serene expression on his face. He had died, next to the grave he had visited, the one he had visited everyday since the day of her death. They buried him beside her, knowing that, that must have been what the man would have wished for.

The man never married, but others would tell you that he was sweet to every girl he saw with cuts on her arms, or anyone who was sitting by themselves in restaurants. In his will, he donated his money and belongings to charities to stop bullying.

Len Kagamine never married after Rin died. He went to college and got a degree in the medical field so that he could become a doctor. He visited Rin's grave everyday, even when he started having heart problems. He never stopped loving her. Rin was buried by Leon, her father, along with Lola being on the other side of Leon. Rinto is still alive, living with his wife Lenka and their three grandchildren. Kaito and Miku also married and have grandchildren. Luka and Gakupo married and adopted children, while Yuuma and Gumi live a happy life together.

The end.