Updated really quickly cause THANK YOU MY REVIEWERS! Hit 150 reviews :D So, this chapter is dedicated to you guys.
Announcement: I'm getting into incest/twinest (mainly RinxLen or KaoruxHikaru), so, in order to spare my readers from turning this into an incest fanfiction (cause I figured out a way, surprisingly), I'm probably going to post a twinest fanfiction for RinxLen sometime in near future. If you don't like that stuff, don't read. I'm, personally, open to practically everything, so... yeah...
Disclaimer: (*sigh*) How many times have I said that I don't own Vocaloid by now?
Rin's P.O.V
Len's a complete jerk.
I was going to freaking apologize, and then he was just like 'No, bitch.' I just want to take my road roller and smash him and Sonika into tiny little pieces cause I'M SUPER PISSED OFF.
Anyways, after storming out of the house (and Len not chasing me), I decided to take a really long walk (fuming those earlier thoughts as I went). Eventually, I ended up stumbling across a house, that seemed abandoned. And so, here I am right now, looking around the traditional Japanese house, while furiously thinking about how mean and evil Len is.
The house is the complete opposite of the Kiyoteru's mansion. While Kiyoteru's is modern, and elegant, this one is old and traditional. Just as I am about to turn around, a sudden voice asks, "Aren't you going to stay for tea?"
I screamed.
Turning around, there was a woman, in her early twenties, with black-blue hair, and matching eyes. She wore a kimono-like dress, but it didn't go down to the floor; instead it went a little past her waist. The design was amazing- it was basically a sakura tree, and every time she walked, it looked like Sakura blowing in the wind. In each hand she held a pink fan.
"W-Who are you?" I asked, trembling. Some how, in my shock, I had fallen to the floor.
"Me? Oh, my official name is VY1, but I don't like being called that, since it's not much of a name, is it?" I shook my head no, still a little freaked out. "You can call me Mizki. Do come in, please."
Go into the house of a potential ax-murder, and risk death, or go back home to where Len is.
The answer was obvious, of course.
I followed Mizki into her house, while politely saying, "Sorry for intruding." The inside was just as cool as the outside, surprisingly neat, and a mix between modern and traditional Japaneses homes.
"Take your shoes off and leave them there. I'll set a pot for tea," Mizki said from somewhere in the kitchen. I did as she said, and then joined her. Suddenly a young man with bright pink hair (like Luka's) walked in.
He differed from Mizki in ever possible way. While Mizki looked elegant, and from a high class family, this man looked like he was from the streets. A black beanie covered his bright pink hair, and he also wore black clothing. Black (go figure) motorcycle gloves, and, most surprisingly, a katana hung from his waist. He had gold-green eyes, and appeared to be around Mizki's age.
"Who's this?" He asked with a raised eyebrow while slipping his arm around Mizki's waist.
"Rin, this is Yuuma. Yuuma, meet Rin. Be nice, or I'll kick your ass," Mizki introduced.
"Pleasure to mee- Hey, how did you know my name?" I asked Mizki.
Yuuma rolled his eyes and responded, "You're famous. Everyone knows your name."
"You didn't."
"Oh, don't mind him. He just pretended that he didn't," Mizki said with a slight snicker. "Shall we sit down? Tea's ready." I nodded my head, and we sat around the table.
"So, what's wrong?" Mizki asked.
I blinked at her over my tea. "How did you know?" I asked curiously.
She waved her hands while Yuuma 'ooh"ed for effect. "M-a-gic." I glared, but she didn't give in. "So, what's up?"
"Nah, it's okay. I don't want to spill my troubles onto people I just meet," I said while taking another sip of tea.
"Okay, so how about I tell you a story instead. Since you're a teenage girl, your problem is about love. It always it." I raised an eyebrow at that, but she was kinda right. Kinda. "So I'll tell you a story of how, no matter what, love always prevailed. A story of a boy and a girl, of course. Anyways, this girl belonged to a high-class family, while the boy was your average street thug, I guess you could say. He wasn't that bad, but he was still getting into things like that. And, as most stories are, this one was cliche, so they both fell in love."
"I guessed so," I said while talking another sip. This tea was too damn delicious.
"And, as expected, her father disapproved, and tried to set her up with someone else. The night before the girl's wedding, the boy sneaked into her room, so that he would, at least, be her first." I raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment. Yuuma took his katana out, and began polishing it. "Right before anything could actually happen, however, the boy pulled out a small, black box. And, even though they were only seventeen, he asked for her hand in marriage. She was more than happy to accept. And they lived happily ever after, correct?"
"I would assume so. This story is pretty cliche," I replied. Yuuma gave a small snort, but said nothing else.
"Well, no. They didn't. The girl knew that her father would never agree to this, so they decided to elope. Taking nothing but the clothes on her back, the girl left, leaving only behind a note that said 'Romeo and Cinderella,' as well as an apple." She looked at my confused look. "Uh, basically the girl's favorite fairy tale was Cinderella, but she didn't want her love to end up like Romeo and Juliet's, so..."
"I get it."
"Ah, but the girl's father was pissed. As one of the richest men in Japan, he managed to make it so that neither the boy nor the girl existed on paper. Just POOF!, and the government held no records of them. He then ordered a long search for the duo, which he has yet to find. They eventually retreated to the mountains, and have been living there since. Their friend, also happening to be very wealthy, brings them food and supplies once ever two weeks." My jaw dropped.
"Wouldn't they go, I don't know, insane, without any other human contact, or from lack of doing things?" I asked.
"They nearly did, at one point. But, they managed. Now they can leave the mountain for about a day, once a month. And, that's good enough for them," Mizki replied with a small smile.
"B-But, wouldn't their friend get angry about them mooching off of him/her for so long?" I asked, knowing that I probably would.
"It's one of those friendships that could last several lifetimes. I must admit, Miku has been very kind to us," Yuuma replied.
"Us?" In response, the pair both held up their left hands. On Mizki's, there laid a ring. On Yuuma's... I have no idea, since he was wearing gloves, but I assumed it was the same as her. My jaw dropped. "Wait... my Miku, did you mean Hatsune Miku? Like, the idol, Hatsune Miku?"
"Yup. I've known her since she was 3 months old. Our parents were friends, and we grew up together," Mizki explained. "When Yuuma and I began dating in secret, Miku meet Kaito through Yuuma, who had been friends with Yuuma for over 10 years then. Apparently Yuuma helped him out of some bad things, and feels eternally in his debt. And, even though we feel pathetic, we accept their help," Mizki explained.
We sat in silence for a couple of minutes. "You should be heading home, now. It's going to get dark soon," Yuuma finally said, not bothering to look at me.
"Ah, um... okay," I said, not really feeling like I wanted to.
"You can stay here for the night," Mizki offered. "We don't have much to offer, but if you don't want to go talk to the boy now..."
"Yes. Please. Thank you," I said immediately, and so it was settled.
I am back at the dance hall that I had been for the Miyazaki dream, except it's... different. Instead of bright lights, and soothing music, everything is old, and breaking. The lightning is dingy, no music plays, and the hall is completely empty, except for myself. Then suddenly the masked man who I danced with stands next to me.
I tilt my head. "I thought that you wouldn't visit me," I say. "The other girl..." I trail off, not sure exactly what to say.
"This is your world," he replies. "You make it as you want."
"Really?"
"...Well, no." He extends his arm, and a girl with emerald hair is suddenly holding onto it.
The music starts, and the dancing begins. Unlike last time, however, the dancers are from the childish Miyazaki films; no, this time they are dangerous, otherworldly figures. A strong stench of... rotting flesh hangs in the air. A single violin plays an eerie melody as the dancers go faster and faster. I watch the scene helplessly.
I arrived back at Kiyoteru's house early the next morning. Last night was fun; Yuuma's sarcastic comments were quite hilarious (even though most of them made fun of me), while Mizki was like a kind, older sister. I promised to visit them soon.
Using the key SeeU gave me, I allowed myself back into the house, which was quiet, surprisingly. Good. I walked upstairs, and walked to my bedroom. I fling the door open to see Len lying on the bed, Sonika pinning him down.
Oh, look. I'm passed the point of being pissed off... I'm at a level of anger that shouldn't even exist.
"Wow, Len," I say, trying my hardest not to punch them both into next week. "Would you do me a favor and get the fuck off my bed? If you are going to have sex, do it somewhere else," I growl.
"We weren't having sex, or doing anything like that," Len says, and I raise an eyebrow.
"Well, get the hell out of my room before I kick you out myself." They both scrambled out of my room. Len tried to talk to me, but I slammed the door in his face.
This calls for extreme revenge.
I changed into my white bikini, with yellow poka-dots, slipping a cover-on over it. I then walked down to where the thermostat was, and turned to heater on, as high as it would go. Finally, I walked past Len's room. "If you dare join me in the pool, or go anywhere near it, I will behead you." He started to say something, but I ignored him before it got too hot.
After grabbing my Iphone, I went back to where the pool was. The house was already beginning to burn by the time I left. Despite the fact that we were high up in the mountains, it was also burning up outside.
"She wore a ITSY-BITSY, TINY-WEENY, YELLOW-POKA-DOT BIKINI," I screamed while shuffling through my music playlist. I wonder what I should play. I'm kinda in the mood for English music. I found a song, hooked my Iphone into the speaker, and then jumped into the pool.
Holy shit.
It felt absolutely amazing.
As I came up for air, the lyrics began playing. Surprisingly, they fit my situation pretty well.
I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I began singing along, even though my English was a little rough. I swum a few laps, missing the next line and the chorus completely, since I was under water. When I finally stopped, the line after the chorus was almost halfway done.
Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right.
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
Hmmm... reminds of me a certain green-haired girl.
As the song came to an end, I noticed that Yuuma was sitting on the edge, staring at me. "Y-Yuuma!" I said in surprise. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Mizki told me to give you this," Yuuma said while gesturing to the box in his hands. "Apparently the Hikari No Matsuri, or Festival of Lights, is in a couple of days." I got out of the pool, dried myself off, and then joined Yuuma by the side.
Inside of the box of a beautiful sky-blue kimono, with a purple butterfly design. It was like Mizki's kimono in the way that it only went down to my waist, instead of my ankles. The fabric was elegant and silky. "Y-You're giving this to me? It must cost a fortune."
"Ah, well, we had fun yesterday," Yuuma admitted shyly. "It's not offend we get visitors, and you were kind to us, so... Anyways, Mizki said to tell you that the festival is in three days, and to visit us before you go, so she can help you put it on."
"Y-Yes," I said breathlessly. "Thank you so much!" Yuuma just waved his hand.
"Rin?" A sudden voice, that I recognized to be Len's, asked. "Who's this guy?"
"What, done snogging Sonika?" I asked, ignoring his question, then turning back to Yuuma. "To Mizki 'thanks.'" He nodded his head.
"Well, I'll be going." I nodded, and then gave Yuuma a quick hug before he began the long walk back to their house. I felt kind of guilty for accepting such an expensive looking gift, but-
"Rin, who was that?" Len asked. Did I detect... jealously in his voice?
Ah, well, screw him.
I carefully but the box in a safe place, far away from the pool, and then ran back and cannonball into the pool, efficiently soaking Len. When I came back for air, I hissed, "Didn't I tell you not to come here?"
"Well, you kind of turned the heater on extremely high, so I came to asked you about it."
"Go back to Soni-"
"STOP SAYING THAT!" Len shrieked. "It wasn't like that," he said in forced calm.
"Still! Even if you aren't with her, you still lead me on. With that kiss! What was that?!"
"I led you on because I like you," Len screamed back. I stared at him. "If anything, it's the other way around. You have a boyfriend, and you go around kissing people?"
"B-Boyfriend?" I asked. "Who told you that?"
"Sonika!" I glared at him. "And, I heard you talking on the phone yesterday, before you ran off to who knows where."
"Phone...?" I mumbled, trying think about who I called. "That was LUKA!"
"You said 'Love you, too.'"
"Yes! I love Luka! I'm just in love with her."
"What about not being interested in me?"
"I was pissed off, what else was I supposed to say? What about you and Sonika on my bed?!"
"I was worried sick! When I couldn't find you, I was too worried, and somehow ended up falling asleep onto your bed cause your room smells like you. When I woke up, she was on top of me, and you were in the doorway!"
"What?"
"YEAH!"
"So, this was all a misunderstanding?"
"YES!"
There was sudden loud splash, soaking the two of us.
And there was my beautiful best friend, along with her Not-So-Beautiful-But-Still-Pretty-Hot boyfriend.
"L-Luka?" I asked.
"AHHHH, this water feels great! Gakupo, put down my bags and come join me."
"Yes, m'am."
Another splash.
"Luka, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well, I was worried about you, so I asked Kiyo-kun if I could come and see if you were alright. Now, here comes the hug!" Before Luka could squeeze me into one of her Death Hugs, I swum to the other side of the pool.
"Thank you, Luka." Again, best friend ever.
"If you truly want to thank me, let me hug you," Luka said. I let her, for two seconds, then slipped out of her grasp. "Now, Banana Boy! Strip down to your boxers, and then join us!"
"I-I can't do that," Len said.
"DO IT! Or else I'll never give you Rin's hand in marriage." Luka glared at him, until he finally did strip (me looking away, of course). His boxers had dancing bananas on the them. "Sexy," Luka said, smirking.
"What's going on?!" A suddenly voice shrieked, and there was Sonika, in all of her hideous glory. She glared at me. "Len, why are you hanging around her?" Luka studied the situation, and then got up from out of the pool. "And, who are you, bitch?" Sonika asked.
Oh, she did not just go there.
"What. Was. That?" Luka asked with her I'm-Going-To-Kill-You-Smile.
"What did you just call my girlfriend?" Gakupo asked, with the same matching smile.
They really are the best couple, as well as the best friends.
"You know, Gakupo, I haven't had fried girl in a very, very long time."
"Agreed, Lu-chan. Let's garnish her with eggplants."
"Tuna on the side."
Sonika ran for her dear life, Luka and Gakupo chasing after her, leaving Len and I alone.
It was while swimming a few more laps when I suddenly realized something. I almost drowned, but Len saved me. I was too distraught to to notice.
Did Len say that he liked me?
"CONFESS! CONFESSION IS THE ONLY ANSWER!" Luka screamed while I dry ed my hair. I had just finished explaining to her the entire situation.
Oh, and about the Sonika thing, the Crazy Couple ended up tying her to a tree. She was still there, even though it was well past ten. Her shrieks could be heard every so often as a bug would crawl on her, or (hopefully) bit her.
"Confess? When?" I asked. "It seems too awkward."
"Well, yeah. You have to have the right time. So, what's going to happen is that you are going to wear that drop dead gorgeous kimono in three days, right?"
"Yeah."
"At the Hikari no Matsuri, correct?"
"Um, yeah."
"Invite Len, and then find time to confess!" I looked at her for a long time.
After taking a shaky breath, I nodded my head yes. I would confess to Len in three days.
The song while Rin's in the pool is called "Misery Business" by Paramore. I know, I know, it's a Vocaloid fanfiction, yet I'm adding other songs from other bands into it? Well, it was just too perfect. Also, those weren't the full lyrics. If interested, go listen! Pretty epic song.
Oh, and there is more to the whole Sonika-deal. Ahhh, you'll see.
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