A/N: Gah, so sorry for not updating this story. oTL I've been so busy with finals coming up and all that jazz so..uh...yeah~ Here's a small lil' chapter for ya'll to enjoy- it doesn't have any explicit content in it but, hey, after what happened last chapter ya'll should be alright until next time, right~?

Childish Wars:

Chapter 3- The One and Only

Since their one night together, it seemed that rather than the two siblings moving on with their childish ways and growing up, they simply tightened their grips on the other's throats and bared their teeth a bit more than before- their constant yelling and cussing echoed through the usually quiet halls and caused their own parents to punish and scold them for their language more than once.

"Hündin."

In response, she normally scoffed and haughtily replied, "Drecksau." This was normally where their deadly yelling matches about how she had actually caused everything began.

Today, though, it appeared he decided to add a bit more fuel to their fire. After all, he knew that they'd probably end up in bed together tonight no matter what he said, "Schlampe."

From where she'd been walking to the washroom that'd started it all, she immediately froze and slowly turned to look at her brother- her eyes a light with a dangerous blue fire. "You arschloch, take that back!"

"Not my fault if it's the truth, sweetheart."

"Well you know what? There's this little thing called self-fucking-control that you're supposed to use! So it's entirely your fault for not using it you dumb little piece of-"

"Rin! Len!"

In almost practiced unison, both of the twins features softened and they called out together, "Sorry, mother. It won't happen again."

Before they could even react, their furious mother was out in the hall with them, her arms crossed over her chest and her small delicate mouth was morphed into an uncharacteristic smile. "Don't you give me those lines, you two've been at each other like this for a whole month! And your father and I are extremely tired of you two promising to stop but not following on your word- very unbecoming of two heirs." she quipped, raising her brows as she stared the two down before continuing, "Since the two of you seem to need to be split up, your father and I have arranged for the both of you to go into town with two of the locals we've already been looking at for the both of you."

"But, mother-"

"Rillane, do not argue with me this morning." The blonde girl crinkled her nose but held her tongue, scowling at the floor and puffing her cheeks out in irritation. "Now. The both of you should go and finished getting dressed. If you're not done when the clock is on the hour, I will not hesitate to chase the both of you out or drag you by your ears, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

The pale woman nodded, obviously satisfied, and briskly walked back down the hall to where she'd come from, leaving the two still bickering siblings to get a move on.

"Do you see what you got us into?"

"What I got us into?!" Rin scoffed, her eyebrows arching and her voice rising indignantly, "I don't remember you exactly helping the situation!"

"You're the one that raised your voice, Rillane- Ow!" Immediately, his hand went to his head, holding and rubbing at the spot where she'd smacked him.

"Don't you dare call me-"

"Do I need to come back over there and smack some sense into both of you?!"

"No ma'am." With that and another glare sent his way, Rin stormed off back to her room with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest and swaying her hips- no doubt knowing he was watching her until she disappeared around a corner.

They, surprisingly, were actually out of their home in enough time to not have their mother's threat carried out and were now split up in the astonishingly large city with their potential husband and wife.

On the east side, near the lake's shoreline, Rin sat with a rather handsome boy with platinum blonde hair and deep, emerald eyes named Luka. He was sweet, she supposed, and definitely funnier than Len but...he was a little too serious and quick to apologize for her liking.

While they were walking down to the spot where they were now sitting, he had essentially slammed his entire right side into a table at one of the outdoor cafés, resulting in a quick laugh and a comment from the young woman, "Watch where you're going!"

"A-ah! S-sorry, I didn't mean to, I hope you're not mad or upset...!" He had sputtered out quickly, his face turning a brilliant shade of red.

"Upset..?" She cocked her head to the side, her eyebrows furrowing. "I was just joking with you..."

"O-oh, uhm...well, I, uh... sorry."

Though now that his nerves had seemed to of calmed a bit, she figured he was just as cool and collected as Len normally was and, trying to carefully watch her words, tried to start a conversation, "So, do you normally come out here and sit or..?"

"Oh, no, no, I just thought that a high society girl like you would like this better than some restaurant. I-is that alright?"

"Yeah, it's fine. I guess I was just trying to ask what you like to do..." Oh this conversation was already sounding so forced...

Just think of him as Len, how would you talk to him?

"I don't do anything interesting, like you do Rillane-"

"It's Rin." she corrected, scowling again.

"Ah, right, sorry...habit. But, really, I normally just sit around at home helping with my annoying siblings." The emerald eyed male let out a nervous laugh as he leaned back on his palms against the grass and glanced over at his current partner.

"You have siblings?" Finally...she'd found something they'd had in common.

"Oh, uhm, yeah. But I'm technically-"

"You don't know how happy that makes me, Luka!" she exclaimed, offering a sincere smile, "My brother, Len-" She glanced up, pausing a moment at the look of confusion that was on the male's face, "Uhm, Allen?" This time she received a nod of understanding, "Anyway, he just, ugh! He's so frustrating! One minute he's handing a bit of ham and getting me breakfast and the next he's peeking on me in the shower, shoving his hands down my dress, and calling me a slut!" She scoffed, completely oblivious to the wide-eyed dear in the headlights look Luka was giving her.

"Oh. I see."

Needless to say, now that she was on a role, Rin only continued to spiral downward- yelling enough obscenities to make even the devil cringe and discussing more in-depth details about her brother. It wasn't fifteen minutes later that her date excused himself, making up some excuse about needing to get home and leaving the blonde to rant in her mind and walk the shoreline alone. "Damn men..."

Meanwhile, Len was desperately trying to start some form of communication and find something somewhere that the girl he was with- a rather beautiful fifteen year old with long brown hair and gray eyes named Rebecca- would like.

"So, where would you like to go?"

"Uhm, anywhere i-is fine." Came the stuttered reply as the brunette fiddled with her hair that was currently covering her eyes.

"Alright...well how about this café? I hear their pastries are decent."

"If you want to, I really don't mind anything."

This was all so weird that he, despite trying to make the girl comfortable and make a decision, chuckled a bit.

God only knew what Rin and her "boyfriend" were doing at the moment...though, knowing her, she'd probably chased him off already.

"I-is something...funny?" She questioned, resulting in Len quickly stopping in the middle of his chuckle and remedying the thought she may of had about him laughing at her.

"No, it's just...I'm so use to my sister having her mind made up and such that this is really the first time I've had to make a choice for someone else."

"R-really? That's terrible...my brother would die if he couldn't make any choices..."

"Oh...well, it's not all that bad, I mean, sometimes it's good to let things go to someone else for a while."

For the first time that night, Rebecca looked up, giving her date that confused yet slightly irritated look Rin almost always gave him- though, truthfully, he thought his sister wore it better. This girl's face was just a taste too long to hold it correctly in his opinion. Not that he'd tell her that though...

"You really are the passive type, aren't you?"

"W-well yeah...it's not good to be obsessive and annoyed when you don't get your way." He pointed out sheepishly, his eyes shifting from those cloudy gray hues to the brownstone ground and back.

"Yes, but if you don't assert yourself then nothing you want will ever be accomplished, you see?" All he did was nod.

It made sense after all...even if she was being a bit of a hypocrite.

After a few minutes of the continued silence and a decision about their 'date' still not being made, Rebecca piped up again, "Allen, it's been very nice meeting you...but until you come up with an idea, I think I'm going on home. I hope you don't think me rude."

"No, no, it's fine. It was nice meeting you as well, be safe." As soon as the brunette trotted off, the male sighed and- with his hands tucked into the pockets of his dress pants- walked towards the east shoreline. On a night like this with the moon shining brightly and the stars glittering faintly, he figured she'd be there- flirting, no doubt- like when they'd been in elementary with all of the other children in the town.

Though, when he finally arrived, he was surprised to see her sitting on one of the small docks with her bare feet hanging over the edge and her normally tied back hair hanging around her shoulders.

Cautiously, he approached her and plopped down, crossing his legs, next to her, "That bad, huh? What'd he do? Ask you how big your boobs are?"

"Shut your mouth." She sighed, sending a half-hearted glare his way.

"Did he not like your technique?"

"Did she not like yours?" she spat quickly, her nose crinkling and her lips pulling back to flash her teeth like a dog would when they snarled. He could almost picture her hackles raising Though when his arms wrapped around her and he drew her face into his chest, she immediately went lax and returned the embrace.

When she looked up at him, and he looked down at her, they stood from the dock and, after gathering Rin's shoes, began the trek back home.

Her hand squeezed his, I'm sorry...

He squeezed back, I love you...

They knew that no one else could ever possibly know them as well as the other and, though they refused to say it, they were the only one who could understand their interesting little relationship.

They didn't need to say anything else.

"Asshole."

"Don't call me that, if you can't take it."

Or maybe they did.

Notes on Translations:

Hündin- Bitch

Drecksau- Filthy pig

Schlampe- Slut

Archloch- asshole

Yeah, I'm reading the Book Thief right now and the German language already sounds gruff so, ta-da pretty much all of the cussing is in German~ The more ya know.