A life with the Kagamines (Len x Reader)

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Rin's POV

The conversation with Len did not go well last night.

Which was really odd, because he didn't tell me anything last night...

He just kept insisting that it was nothing and telling to go to sleep.

I know something is up now. It's because of the way he acted during the conversation. He wasn't acting like himself.

Hate to say it, but he was acting a bit like Miku during one of her mild mood swings!

Which is really weird, because Len doesn't have mood swings like Miku.

In fact, he rarely had mood swing at all!

And when he did, you wouldn't be able to notice of didn't know him.

Deciding to not think about it for a bit, I walk over to the kitchen, and see (y/n) sitting at the table.

"Good morning (y/n)!" I day cheerfully as I walk over to the table and sit down.

"Morning..."

I look at her in concern. She looks so tired. How much sleep did she get last night?

"Is everything okay (y/n)?" I ask in concern.

"It's my dad." (Y/n) said sadly. "He decided to wait until 1:30am before calling me 30 times until I answered my phone so he could find out why my brother had come home with out me. I ended up yelling at him for a hour until he hung up. I couldn't sleep after that, so I just came down here."

"Wow. That one overprotective, but wait till the last minute father you've got there." I laugh, making (y/n) smile.

"KAITO! FOR THE LAST TIME! GET OUT!"

Was that......

Len?!

I race to our room to find out what's going on.

I enter the room to see Len, standing in the middle of the room, fists clenched (a/n: don't know if that's the word for it!), glaring daggers at Kaito, and Kaito at the doorway with a shocked look on his face.

"What's going on here!!" I look away from them to see Luka standing at her bedroom door.

Kaito look at Luka. "I have no idea..."

I turn away from the conversation, and walk back over to where (y/n) was...

But she was gone!

(Y/n)'s POV

I run down the hallway toward Miku's room when Rin walks off.

I can't stand yelling like that.

It's just like what happens everyday at school.

You couldn't get through any of the hallways with out witnessing a fist fight.

I hated it.

Because I was always the one who ended up getting blamed for all the bad ones.

After I had been framed for my only friend's death, everyone hated me.

The police had integrated me several times.

And that's when I showed them my phone.

I showed them how good of friends me and my friend were.

They soon found out that one of the teachers had killed them instead. And, to make things worse, the teacher actually knew that the students would take this as an opportunity to get me out of the school, and they thought that they could get away with it.