Why am I laughing? Len wasn't actually sure, all he knew was he was the centre of attention. As usual. And someone had just tried to impress him. As usual.

His eyes flickered towards the other side of the classroom, where his sister was talking to Kaito Shion. She was smiling at Kaito, laughing at something the blue-haired boy had just said, and Len lost his smile.

Watching Rin laugh with another guy was just so frustrating. He hated Kaito at those times, though Kaito was actually a rather good friend of his. His gaze wandered through the class.

''Len?'' Luka smiled suggestively at him. His eyes snapped back to her. He smiled back.

''Yes, Luka?'' he asked absent-mindedly. Luka pouted.

''Why didn't you wait for me?'' she asked. ''We could've come to school together.'' Their group fell silent as Luka hinted to what she and Len had been doing last night.

''I had to change my clothes,'' Len shrugged, unaffected by the implication. ''And anyways, you're always late for school. I don't want to suffer through detention.''

Luka huffed and ignored him, amidst the chuckles that the others were issuing. Len let his focus drift, trying hard not to look at his sister again.

His gaze settled on a green-haired girl, Miku Hatsune. She was a loner in their class, friends with all of them but not a part of any of their groups. He didn't know her particularly well, but he did, on occasion, see her staring at him.

Even when he caught her looking at him, she didn't blush and look away, like other girls. She just continued staring, as though he was a highly fascinating science experiment and she was just waiting for something to happen.

He supposed that, in a odd way, he was like a science experiment. Half the time, he wasn't sure exactly what he wanted to do with his life. It was as though most of his life was centred around Rin, and now she liked Kaito...

Len just didn't like that.

Miku was looking at him now, curiosity in her large green eyes. He never admitted it out loud, but he had always thought that Miku's eyes were extremely pretty. Mesmerising, even.

Her green eyes were huge, vivid and sparkling, the lush green of the summer forest, full of youthful vitality and innocence - innocence that he had long lost. Though he hated to admit it, he thought that Miku's green eyes were even prettier than Rin's blue ones.

Though there's no other way she can be compared to Rin.

''She keeps looking at you,'' Gakupo murmured. Len glanced at his friend, whose eyes had narrowed with interest as he looked at Miku Hatsune.

No. Was that his thought? What was it directed at? ''Maybe she's interested in you, Kamui. You're standing here, too.''

''Oh, no. She's quite obviously staring at you,'' Gakupo smiled slyly. ''Why not ask her out? Haven't you been complaining of boredom recently?''

''I don't ask girls out. I bring them to levels of pleasure they can never imagine, then I leave them. I don't believe in emotional attachments.''

Len couldn't believe that Gakupo was suggesting he ask Miku out. When he knew perfectly well that he never, ever asked girls out.

Certainly, he had been asked out before, but he always declined. He would usually show up half-naked at the girl's doorstep a few days later, then proceed to forget about his sadness over Rin. Over his sister.

He had never once been turned away, and he doubted Miku would say no to him either. He was irresistible, after spending so much time learning exactly how to pleasure a woman.

And she's pretty. Beautiful, even.

Bedding her would be no hardship. But still, he hesitated. Miku was definitely inexperienced in this field - rumour said that she had thought a guy who tried to kiss her (Gakupo) was trying to suck her soul out of her body and had proceeded to run, crying, to a teacher.

Gakupo had gotten detention for a week.

Was Gakupo out to get him into trouble? Len didn't know, and he didn't want to risk it.

''I'll leave her alone. She's not ready for...this kind of thing.'' Len decided, and Gakupo sighed, flopping down into his chair. Len knew that, for once, he had made the right choice.

Which was probably why he was feeling so strangely disappointed.