Hey second chapter is finally here! Sorry it took a while, there's been minor things that have been bugging me. Anyways just a little heads up, Len doesn't get too much dialog in this chapter, it's more of a set up chapter and this chapter is definitely rushed. It's more focused on Rin and her feelings, because as you guys might have figured, I love my Gumi and Rin. Oh it hurt writing my baby all upset. Also Oliver is full of bad jokes, I don't care.

In other news, I've been listening to a lot of VY2, Gackt, and Yohio. You might want to prepare for the upcoming storm of stories including Yuma, Gakupo, and Yohioloid.

Anyways enjoy chapter two, well one technically, reviews would help a lot. Please forgive grammatical errors, I'll be sure to come back to this chapter and clean it up some time.

-Kou 幸

"L-Len, hold my hand please," A meek sounding request filled the air along with the resonating bird sounds from the trees above. The twins trekked slowly, heads bowed down in respect for the deceased. "Why?"

Rin stilled, clasping her hands together, with the bouquet of roses carefully placed in between her trembling fingers. She always clasped her hands when she was nervous.

"Because if you don't, I might start running. I don't know where though. Maybe to her grave, maybe out of the cemetery, maybe nowhere at all. I might start running".

Rin had always been a strong girl, independent, intelligent but right then and there she seemed vulnerable and ready to break. Len couldn't handle seeing his sister in such a state, after years and years of always being with each other, they shared a deeper emotional connection and understanding than most twins.

Len had accompanied Rin a few times on her visits to Gumi's grave. He knew she felt anxious about visiting her past love, but this time the atmosphere surrounding her felt different.

She was more anxious, more nervous, and more uneasy than she had ever been on one of these trips, and Len didn't know why. He felt as if Rin might shatter into pieces if he pried into why she seemed a little more upset during the visit, instead he did the only thing he could.

Len held his hand out, open palmed. He felt a smaller, and dainty hand grasp his, intertwining its fingers with his own. They continued their walk on a familiar route they've taken multiple times before.

The wind whistled, rustling the leaves in the trees, concealing the sounds of their breath. Something either about the scenery or the atmosphere had Len's heart beating rapidly. An unusual feeling settled into Len's body, making him feel slightly faint.

He gripped Rin's hand a little tighter. Len's eyes were focused on a random patch of grass ahead of them as they neared Gumi's grave, in hopes to ease his beating heart.

A small flash of light blonde entered and left his peripheral vision in a quick second, writing it off as nothing he continued forward, Rin's hand in his.

Rin's breathing increased in speed as Gumi's grave came into sight. She quickened her pace, not letting go of Len's hand, leading him towards her past partner's tombstone.

It was a regular tombstone, very similar to the surrounding ones, yet for some reason it always stood out, especially to Rin. Perhaps it was the connection they shared with the girl to whom the stone belonged to that made the stone more distinguishable.

It was placed under a small tree, shading it from the sun beating down across the rest of the tombstones. Rin was elated when she had first found out, Gumi had always hated the sun. Even after she was gone, she still hated the sun.

Finally letting go of Len's hand, Rin knelt in front of the tombstone. She carefully placed the bouquet of green roses down, and began to soothe out her black skirt. She began playing with the end of her skirt, twisting it in between her nimble fingers.

Her face seemed blank, she opened and closed her mouth, looking for the right words to say but not a single sound came out.

Len knelt down next to her, gingerly wrapping his arm around her shoulder. All he could do now was reassure her.

"Take your time," silence followed after. After a few seconds of pure silence, with nothing but the wind and the sounds of birds in the air, Rin took a shaky a breath.

"Hi G-Gumi, I miss you," her hand outstretched, lightly placing her finger tips on the engraving of Gumi's name on the stone. "Things haven't been the same without you, I'm about to finish school" another few seconds of silence "Again".

Her hand moved, slowly tracing Gumi's name moving towards the date of Gumi's birth. "Len is here," sadness flowed through him hearing the breaks in his sister's voice.

"Hi Gumi," he slightly bowed his head in respect.

Rin continued, "I've been thinking you know, about you, about life and I'm scared," tears slowly filled her eyes as she moved her fingertips toward the small dash separating Gumi's entrance to life from Gumi's exit to life. A harsh sigh left Rin's lips. She looked up at Len, a small scowl on her lips.

"I hate this dash, it's her entire life. Everything that happened to her is in that line. It's not enough," she looked down, her bangs covering her eyes.

Something seemed wrong, the more time that passed the more Rin began to feel agitated. She wouldn't look up, she couldn't face the stone of her lover.

Rin balled her hands into fists, to Len's surprise she began yelling, "I-I don't know what to do anymore without you Gumi, it's just not the same without you by my side! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I've been so confused, I-I saw someone on campus and I thought she looked cute, I had an attraction. I'm sorry, I'm scared. I can't move on, what if I forget you? Answer me! Im sorry!"

Her nails dug into her palm as she fought her tears back, a strangled sob sounded from her throat. Len was shocked, he didn't know what to say. It was his first time seeing his sister react so violently about Gumi.

Rin had always been more closed off about her feelings, she rarely cried and didn't come to her brother when her emotions built up like it had just then. She usually enclosed herself in her room when she felt a buildup of negative emotions, which was extremely rare.

On his few trips with Rin to visit Gumi's grave, not once had he seen her cry. She always carried a conversation as if Gumi was talking back, but not once did she cry.

"It's okay to cry, Rin," that was the trigger, she quickly hid her face in the space between Len's neck and shoulder and began to cry. Her body shook with the force of emotion she was letting out.

Len rubbed her back, trying to calm the tremors that overtook her body. She lightly grabbed at the front of Len's shirt, she felt pathetic.

"I'm such an awful being". Len's hand began stroking her hair in an attempt to calm her down.

"Rin, it's okay. Gumi wouldn't want to see you this way. I'm sure she would have wanted you to move on," she pulled harshly on the fabric in her hands.

Pulling her face away from the crook of Len's neck she looked directly at her brother, rage and sadness in her eyes.

"Yeah, how would you know what she would have wanted? I left her, and I looked at someone else with eyes I should only have for her! She's not like the rest, I know you understand the feeling of carrying weight of every person you've ever loved throughout the years, but her, I just can't bear the guilt of leaving her. How many lives and years later until I forget her name? I-I just can't leave her".

Len was instantly reminded of the dream he had not too long ago. All the distraught faces of every one of his lovers, starring holes into his body. He tensed slightly, pushing his inner turmoil aside he focused back onto his sister.

Len wrapped his arms tightly around his grieving sister. They stayed in that position for a few minutes as Rin slowly calmed down. She returned the gesture by wrapping her arms around Len's torso.

"I'm sorry Len, I didn't mean to yell at you. I've just- I've just been thinking you know. Do you remember the name of the very first person you fell in love with?"

Her voiced sounded slightly muffled since she was pressed against his chest, but she was still clear enough to understand. He thought back on all the partners he's ever had, trying desperately to recall the name he had remembered in his dream. After a solid minute he gave his sister an answer.

"No," Rin sighed, she pulled herself away from Len, straightening out her skirt once again.

"Exactly, how many more lifetimes until I forget Gumi's name? Until I stop visiting her? She's special Len, I can't just forget her like the rest".

Len had no response. He looked away, trying to avoid his sister's gaze. Another small sigh left her lips.

"Len, could I be with Gumi alone please? There's a bench by the entrance of the cemetery, it isn't too far from here. I'll meet you there in a few minutes".

Nodding his head, Len gave his sister a final hug before standing up. He brushed the dirt off his pants and began his walk back towards the entrance.

After a few meters he looked back at his sister, noting that she had gone back to what he believed was a conversation with Gumi.

He walked back the way he came and after a while found the bench his sister was talking about. He sat down stretching his legs out, eyes closed, head bending down over the edge of the bench.

The events of the morning began to really catch up, forcing him to let out a very loud and audible groan. He kept his eyes closed for what seemed like hours until a strange voice broke through the haze which had overtaken his mind.

"Uh are you okay?"

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a man no younger than 21 standing right before him. The man was wearing a dark blue, perhaps navy cardigan with a white shirt underneath, shorts that went above the knee with a yellow stripe slightly above the bottom rims of the short legs, and an eye patch over his left eye.

What really stood out about the stranger was his hair. He had wavy light blonde hair that reached his shoulders. Something seemed odd about his hair, like he had seen it before.

"Can I sit?" The stranger had nodded his head in the direction of the bench, an empty space next to Len.

"Uh, yeah yeah. I'm fine by the way". The stranger reached his hand out, a small smile on his lips.

"Well hello fine, I'm Oliver," Len just stared at the strange- Oliver. One sleeve covered hand was pushed against Oliver's mouth to stifle his laughter. Len couldn't help but to slightly laugh as well.

Len reached out to grab Oliver's hand, and the sudden feeling of faint took over him again. The forgotten feeling from earlier had his heart beating fast again.

Pulling his hand away from Oliver's, he looked down with a faint blush on his cheeks. He remembered seeing a small flash of blonde earlier, was it him? After calming down his beating heart he looked back up at Oliver.

"My name is Len". Oliver smiled once again, waving his hand hello.

Len waved hello back, he knew he was in deep trouble.