《Mine (LenxMiku/Lenku/MikuxLen)》15
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Heartache.
Madness.
Drugs.
Tears.
Spills, some not even of liquid.
.
.
.
It was February 15, the day right after I shared a bento with Len.
For some strange, intimate reason, the doctor's image- the one who cured me- burned into my mind.
I woke up in a cold sweat, examining the room around me.
Everything was familiar. Nothing new. I had a- wether I like to admit it or not, I'm sure it doesn't matter here- great time with Len the other day. Why? Why was this happening to me just now?
His navy blue hair, eyes that shine brighter than diamonds, and smooth, pearly skin...
.
.
.
Where have I seen him before?
- FLASHBACK - 3rd POV -
"Miss Allens, I need you to calm down, Mr. Shion said calmly, gripping her shoulders.
Screams. Pure, bloodcurdling screams were spewing out of her body. IA started pounding the walls, scaring the people behind them terribly.
It hit me. It was the same doctor that tried to heal my mother.
Does he have any intel on how she died?
I scratch my head.
I'm delusional. I'll just... I'll text Rin. Or Len. Or pound on Mikuo's door and beg for entrance to his room
I hate being lonely.
As if on cue, I got a text from Len.
Yawning, and stretching, I looked at the time.
6:00 AM
The text read:
I know you're awake, stop trying to go back to sleep and ignore me.
I scrunched up my face in puzzlement.
How do you know? I texted back, suspicious.
I didn't. You texted me right now. Now you can't go back to sleep. He replied. I can already see the smug look on his face.
I groaned.
Fine. What do you want?
It's not what I want, Miku. It's what Rin wants. She wants to meet you, me, and Mikuo at the park today. At 7:30. Right before school. Be there.
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This has to do with our upcoming birthday this month, doesn't it..?
Then I remember.
Mikuo will turn seventeen. He will be able to inherit my father's fortune.
As long as he stays safe, we're good. We can get a decent home, hopefully one near the Kagamine's.
I want to see him- THEM. I want to see them.
Shutting off my phone, I started to stride out of bed, my bare feet kicking dust along the cold floor I walk on, reaching the closet which carries my uniform.
I look at the calendar. Exactly 30 days until our birthday. I'll cross out the days as time goes on, just to keep track.
I slip it in my school bag with ease, and slug out from my room.
Knocking on Mikuo's door loudly, he groans.
"'Mikuo, we have a date at 7:30. It's from Len." Silence.
Alright. I had to use my secret weapon.
"It's from Len and Rin," I said Rin's name a little more clearly, and I could hear the covers being sprung off of him.
I had an urge to laugh, but I held it in, knowing he'd react.
At a reasonable time, he came out of his room, dressed.
"I am ready to roll!"
I looked at the clock.
6:25 AM
"Brush your teeth, I'll make breakfast," He nods, and struts into the bathroom.
I shake my head and sigh. Maybe I could tell Mikuo about it... about the.. about the doctor problem; or more of a solution.
The aroma of perfectly uncooked cereal fills my nose as I serve the milk in the bowl as well.
That's my type of cooking.
Mikuo comes down, smiling.
"So, what's for breakfas- oh no. Cereal AGAIN?" He puts his hands on his face for emphasis, and groaned.
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I rolled my eyes.
"Sorry, but I'm not your wife." I muttered and looked at the clock.
7:00 AM.
"Holy shit- Mikuo, quick, eat!" I said, grabbing a spoon and swiftly eating the cereal.
"Calm down gorilla girl," Mikuo said and blinked, as he started eating.
7:20
"OKAY, LET'S GO!" I grabbed him by the ear and basically sprinted toward the door.
As you know, Miku and Len's birthday is coming up soon!
This park meeting is part of step one.
Get a good breakfast. I know for a fact that Miku hates cooking, and Mikuo doesn't know how to.
We're going to a fancy breakfast place to celebrate their birthday month!
I can hear panting, and I know they've arrived.
"Rin, do I have to wear this bow tie..? I look unintellectual.." Len mutters and tries to take it off, but I slap his hand and pout angrily.
"Len! They're here! Behave!"
"Yes, mother.." Len said sarcastically, waving his hands.
Miku was dragging Mikuo by the collar.
Len unenthusiastically raised a banner up which said,
"Happy Birthday Month, Hatsune Twins!"
I made it myself, with all the warmth and love I could ever give!
Mikuo smiled warmly.
Miku smiled a pearly white smile, which surprised Len, but I saw it coming.
No one can resist my decorations!
"Ah! You're here!" I called out, hugging them both.
"Just in time!"
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