Frenemies

Chapter 1

hey yall

if the people who've read the first version of this are still following me (you guys rock btw), we're just gonna pretend the 2016 version of this story doesnt exist ok

i've revised a lot of the stuff for the sake of the readers' eyes, and kinda heavily, so...enjoy!

It was a pretty day.

Though his eyes were shut, he could still see the light from the shining sun, and feel it's warmth on his skin. Len sunk into the park bench a little more, savoring the nice weather which seemed to rarely come around. Children nearby giggled and screamed in delight, and an image of elementary schoolers chasing one another among the forest of playground equipment popped into his head. It was an image of innocence, one Len had nearly forgotten. A light breeze sauntered by, whispering quietly into his ear and rustling the tree branches. Everything was serene, peaceful, and carefree. 

That's how Len knew he was dreaming.

Len very rarely got to experience this sort of serenity. It seemed everywhere he went, in the wake of his footsteps were mean comments and cold glares, and travelling with him was a paranoia which prompted Len to look over his shoulder every second. At school, most of all. But maybe it was purely his fault for being unapproachable and retaliating against their attempts to foil his life. Oh well.

But Len didn't care if it was dream. 

He wanted to stay in it, to never open his eyes to disappointing reality. "Beautiful day, huh?" A soft, mature voice said. At the chime of her voice, Len opened his eyes, and nodded.

"Surprising, but yeah." He answered. "Can you believe it? A sunny day, in this town? In winter, no less." His mother smiled at him before gazing at the children playing nearby.

"I missed this place so much. I'm glad I'm here." She said, holding her hands on her lap. She surveyed the view with a familiar twinkle in her eyes, and that's how Len knew that she was reminiscing, a melancholic feeling washing over her like the waves of an ocean. It was a bittersweet feeling and moment, after all.

"Me too," Len admitted, though he didn't necessarily miss his hometown. He paused for a moment, and his heart sunk a bit. "I really, really miss you." He quietly said, averting his gaze. But she only smiled a familiar smile which showered him with nostalgia and sadness. She reached out to hold Len's hand. She was warm.

"I missed you too, Lenny." She squeezed his hand reassuringly. It didn't mend his aching heart. "But you have to wake up." Len blinked in confusion. 

"What do you mean?" He asked. She giggled as if she knew something he didn't. 

"Wake up. You're gonna be late for the bus." Len furrowed his brow in confusion. Bus? He thought. What the hell?

"Bus?"

"Yes, the school bus. You'll be late. Wake up." Len swallowed the lump in his throat. 

"Will you...will I see you again?" He whispered. His mom said nothing. She smiled at him, but it was different. It was sad and solemn. She took her hand away from his. The absence of her warmth and the invitation to the cold tugged at his heart, and suddenly, he was holding back tears. "Mom?"

"Len Kagamine! Wake up!" The thundering roar of aunt Lin made Len's eyelids fly open, and the image of her leaning over his bed greeted him. Len sat up and rubbed the crust out of his eyes. 

"What...time is it? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" He mumbled. 

"7:20." She replied. He scrambled out of the bed, cursing quietly. The bus came at 7:30, which meant that he had only 10 minutes to make himself presentable and eat. Lin watched him race around his room as he looked for clean clothes, obviously amused. "And I'm supposed to be at work in 20 minutes. You need to be ready in 10. Hustle hustle, kiddo!"