Disclaimer: RinxLen has the best prons. Best.

※ I've kinda rewrote some parts a bit (to make more sense, because, sobs, the sequencing was really bad), and definitely upped their ages, urk. Don't want to get featured by Chris Hansen.

※ Title not confirmed yet, it might change. ※ Okay, I'll keep the title.

Severe Warning: Don't say I did not warn you. It's rated M for a reason. To keep you Meddlesome kids out that's why. Kids, your parents will be so disappointed to find out that you're indulging in rated X stuff which is not suited for your age. THINK ABOUT YOUR PARENTS! THINK OF THEM AND YOUR ANCIENT ANCESTORS!

06 Sep 2010

~Gentleman's Dance~

Rin looked at the clock on the wall again. Wasn't he supposed to come home early today?

She sighed, hoping that Len would return before she left for her appointment. She checked her phone for any messages from him but there were none.

At that moment, her phone rang. The familiar whirring of a Road Roller flattening a road with all the beepings and noises was made her ringtone.

Rin's face lit up.

She looked at the caller id and scrunched the corner of her lips before answering. It wasn't Len.

"Hey, Kuo-chan!" Rin greeted as she forced herself to smile, "Yes, yes, Tsukiji Restaurant at nine, right? I didn't forget. Aaaahaha."

"Uhuh. Yeah," She waited for his reply while she combed her hair back with her free hand.

"What? You're already there? That's early! ...Oh right. Aaaahahaha..."

"I've not left yet...have to...um...check on something," Rin lied, quickly checking the time to see how long she could dawdle before she had to leave for the train station.

She paced towards the bed, "Yeahhh, just a quick something. Will be right out once it's done. Yep. Are you sure?"

"Okayy. And. Do. Not. Bring. Flowers. Mi. Ku. O. How would I know? I've known you since ten, we're seventeen now, buddy. Come on!"

An awkward pause.

"Well, if I don't turn up, it's because you brought flowers. Hahaha! I'm seriouuus! Silly Kuo!"

"Aaanyway, see you there. Bye!" She ended the call and placed her phone on the top of her drawers.

Rin sighed as she sat on her bed, her legs barely reaching the wooden floorboard.

Kuo actually brought flowers. Flowers! Oh god! Too awkward!

Now, she was even more reluctant to go. She only said yes in the first place because Kuo's sister and her best friend, Miku, begged Rin.

"Please, Rin! My fucking dumb shit brother is so annoying, if I hear him whine a second more I WILL DIE! PLEASE! Just have dinner with that idiot! Just once! Just don't -actually- date him. Fuck that shit about dating your bestie's brother or sister. Ugh. Order the most expensive stuff and make him pay! Just say yes so that dumb ass can shut the fuck up alreadyyyy!"

Rin laughed at the memory.

When Miku had asked (begged) her, she looked so gloomy that Rin felt she needed to save Miku from Kuo's whinging. Miku's knight in shining armour!

Even so, Kuo was not a fire breathing dragon that needed vanquishing. He was goofy, friendly, caring, and Rin couldn't wish for a better friend. Rin adores him, yes, but only as a close friend.

Nothing more.

...Yep.

Nothing.

More.

...But that's not what Kuo thinks.

"..."

She then gave her forehead a hard slap.

What was I thinking saying yes to the date!? God! Now he's going to think that I might actually like him back! Like LIKE like!

Idiot.

Idiot!

But I already told him I said yes because of Miku!

But, oh god, he brought FLOWERS!

JEEZ! IT'S KUO WE'RE TALKING ABOUT!

I can't do this! Ahhhhhhhggg! What do I do! What do I doooooo!

She smothered her face into her pillow, chanting a repetition of "no"s while rubbing her cheeks onto the fluffy surface.

What if he asks for a next date?!

Oh god. If I rejected him in front of all the restaurant patrons, how humiliating would that be for Kuo! Aghh!

Date or not, I don't want to tell Kuo no in front of all those people! Ahhhhhhhhhhh. TOO AWKWARD!

Or...what if I didn't turn up at all? No go means no confrontation.

...

That's it!

Simple and sweet.

What a genius you are, Rin!

Yay!

Rin rolled around on her bed for a while and quickly stood up to grab her phone from the top of the chestnut coloured furniture. She punched in the words 'Sorry, can't make it! Explosive diarrhea! See you Monday!', but then groaned as she cringed. That was too obvious a lie.

...But!

Kuo. Bought. Flowers! For god's sake!

Just!

...Aghhhh!

But the more she thought about it, the more inviting her plan was to skip the dinner entirely. If she was going to be a jerk either way, she would rather not be a jerk to him in front of people.

As they say, nip it in the bud!

Not when they've grown into a garden of roses that Kuo will most definitely plant! Oh god!

She stared at the time displayed on her phone as it ticked away. She swiped on her phone screen, with the unsent text looking back at her.

Her hand trembled for a while, and she let the appendage fall to the bed along with the phone.

I should just go! He's already at the restaurant already for crying out loud! Just suck it up, Rin!

In that moment, Rin shuddered. She already knows how her face would look like if Kuo presented the flowers to her.

Public rejections are definitely worse than getting stood up.

Right?

RIgHt?

...

No! They're both terrible ideas!

Maybe she could call him to explain instead...?

She could tell him that the whole thing was a prank, and recount the amount of embarrassing times she tricked him.

...Or she could tell him that she had some bad sushi in the afternoon, and she's currently painting her loo a sickly brown.

Blegh.

Rin sat up and glanced at her phone several times before picking it up with both hands.

Call Kuo about the diarrhea? Or send the message about the diarrhea?

Call?

Diarrhea?

Message?

Diarrhea?

Call?

Message?

Agh!

She deleted her previous message to type in a new one. 'Ah dang, can't make it, sorry! The thing just now? Kinda semi serious. Have to check on it. Don't worry. Tell you on Monday. Will make it up to you!'

Rin closed her eyes, shaking her head several times, but pressed the send button anyway.

Ahhhgggghhh. What would Kuo think?! What would Miku say?!

Despite feeling like the shittiest friend in the world (letting down TWO people with one stone), hearing the message sent whooshing sound felt like a huge boulder being lifted off her shoulders. At least she can sleep easy tonight and deal with Mikuo when she sees him...on Monday.

ARRRHGHHG! Someone please kiLL MEEEE!

Rin slipped her phone under her pillow and ruffled her hair with both her hands.

Okay, calm down. You just have to make it up to him. Right! This is your fault for saying yes in the first place! You can't apologize enough to Kuo for being a no show! ...Or you could always go for dinner! No, no, no, no. Just get him a gift! Fine. But whatttttt? What gift?!

"What do I get for Kuoooo," Rin shrieked as she ran around her room, "What would Kuo even like!"

Stopping before her mirror, she noticed the hem of her skirt.

It wasn't this short when I bought it 5 years ago...but then again, it was a 5 year old purchase.

She twirled around and bent her knees, laughing when she wasn't able to move freely without flashing her panties. At this rate, she'll not only please Kuo, but unwanted perverts too.

But! Aren't these skirts in fashion anyway?

She posed like a swimsuit model, lifting her skirt even higher and laughed at herself in the mirror. Looks pretty good, but not exactly her style.

Welp! Time to donate her old clothes and get some new ones! She'll let Len come shopping with her too. After all, she needs someone to carry her bags.

Smiling at the thought of the both of them spending some time together, Rin skipped to her clothes drawer to change into something more comfortable. Since she's cancelled her dinner, maybe she and Len could stay in and watch a movie.

Or they could binge K-On! episodes. What was the last episode she watched again...? Was it the eleventh or twelfth?

"Liar." The sudden voice made her turn to the speaker. There he was, leaning against the door frame of her room.

She placed a hand over her chest. "Len...! You scared me! I didn't hear you come in." Shorts? Ah, how about that soft pajamas you just bought the other da-

"Did you mean it." He started in low tones, walking towards her figure. His steps were slow and calculated; his feet making almost no noise when it lifted and descended onto the wooden boards.

"Hmm, Len?" She answered halfheartedly, pulling out her second drawer as she looked for the new article of clothing.

"Or, you were just toying with my feelings when you said that you would be my bride," Len snarled as he slammed the drawer close, the furniture nearly trapping and hitting her hand.

"Ow, Len! Jeez!"

His actions shocked her a little, her hand caressing her wrist where the wooden furniture slightly knocked into it. But what fazed her more was his question. Why was he bringing this up now?

Rin furrowed her eyebrows at the faint memory.

Thirteen years ago in winter. Two children. A mere childish promise.

Of course I remember...

She vaguely recalls the words that left her lips that night, but the memory was engraved in her mind, along with the dreadful separation that happened the year after.

So what if she promised to marry him?

Everyone knows that marrying your sibling is taboo. And Rin, too, slowly understood that when growing up.

You would be committing incest.

It is an act that is frowned upon by everyone.

Especially their parents.

The marriage that was promised was just some childhood foolishness that they knew nothing of.

She stared at him, eyes frowning, trying to discern from his expression what he wanted to hear.

Even so. There was nothing to be said.

Maybe if she ignored him, he'll think she forgotten.

Finally, she lightly rubbed her wrist before going back to finding her pajamas. Before she could do so, Len immediately pressed the weight of his hand on her drawers to prevent her from opening it.

She turned to him to finding him glaring at her, waiting intently for her answer. Seconds passed, yet it felt like time crawled to a stop. The silence between them was deafening.

She felt herself shiver when his cold cerulean eyes bore into her, uneasiness evident in her orbs as it gazed into his.

"Why-why are you aski-" Rin started hesitantly and she looked elsewhere, trying to avoid his piercing stare.

"Answer me!" He growled and her head immediately snapped back to his face.

She felt his stare intensify as he drew closer. She could smell a mix of perfume laced on his school uniform, the scent must have come from when the girls in school crowded him, and there was something else. Something foreign.

Len feels like a complete stranger. A thought darted across her mind—the baby brother she knew then and the young man that was staring down at her were two very different people.

She refused to admit that she was frightened of her own twin; it was utterly absurd. How could a person change this much in just thirteen years, especially the Len that used to be so soft spoken and well mannered. She quickly cleared her head. This isn't the time to be thinking about that right now, Rin thought as she lightly pushed him aside, walking towards her bed to grab her phone.

"Stop playing around, Len," Rin forced a laugh, "It's not funny..."

"Who said I was?" Came his curt reply, and she suddenly felt that nervous gut feeling, her skin turning cold. He watched her every move with such intensity that she could feel his hostility wrapping around her throat. Rin choked a laugh and swallowed anxiously.

She quickly glanced at her phone and saw that she had several unread messages.

What happened?

Are you okay?

Call me if you need help!

Len was acting really weird and Rin felt that she could really use that dinner right now despite telling Mikuo that she couldn't go. Rin decided that she'll invite him again once she left the house. Even if Mikuo couldn't make it, she could still eat alone.

She just wanted to get out of there.

"Um, Len, I have a dinner date," Rin lied and walked towards her closet and took her purse when she heard him speak.

"You haven't told me your answer yet, Rin." His voice raspy.

Rin did not want to admit it, but she was painfully aware that what she was feeling right now was actually fear towards her own brother.

"Can we, um, talk later?"

Len eyes narrowed at her and his mouth frowned into a thin line.

"No."

There it was again, that uneasy feeling in the pits of her stomach. The person standing right in front of her was just her twin brother, but her gut was telling her to leave everything and run.

She took quick steps to the door and tried not to look at him.

I have to get away.

I have to get away.

I have to get away.

I have to get away.

I have to get away.

"Who gave you permission to leave." Len blocked her way and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Let go!" Frantic, she swiped his hand away roughly. Side stepping him, Rin made a quick dash to her door. Before she could reach for the doorknob, Len gripped her wrist and flung her against the wall; her purse tossed aside and all its contents spilled to the ground.

The action was so sudden, so quick, that she felt the air being knocked out of her.

Dazed, she shook her head to clear her vision and she soon realized that she was trapped between his arms by the side of her head.

"Why won't you answer me, hmm? It's such a simple question." His blue eyes a menacing shade.

"Le-Len. Stop mess-messing around. Let g-go of me," her voice was quivering.

"Was it because, you were lying to me?" She saw him scrutinize every inch of her skin, down to her clothing, then up to her face. She could feel him getting angrier when she saw him furrow his eyebrows even further.

"Len. Come-come on, let m-me go o-o-oka..." Rin stuttered.

"Oh, let you go, so you could go out, like this?" Len interrupted. Suddenly, he flipped her skirt and put his hand under it. Shocked, Rin pushed him away with her body and cried out, but he quickly placed a finger over her lips to silence her. "Shhh. I'm not done yet."

She went to remove his hand but he lifted her chin to look at him.

"Stop moving, okay, Rin? I don't want to hurt you." Len took her hand and gently put it at her side. Rin didn't move after that, her hands trembling as she clenched her fingers to will it to stop its quivering.

"Good girl. Now. Where were we?"

Her body shook involuntarily as she watch him continue to speak.

"Ah, yes. Dressing like this and going out to meet, hmm, what was his name, hmm, Mikuo, was it...?"

"I...I...he as-asked—"

Her sentence were cut short when she felt her brother's cold fingers ghosting up her thigh, making her breath hitch. Words of resistance formed in her mouth, but there was no voice to project them. Rin felt terror racing through her veins, causing her heartbeat to quicken ten fold.

Stay calm, Rin. Stay calm. Len's just messing with you. He's your cute little brother, remember? Just tell Len. It's okay to tell him.

She raced to explain herself, "Ku-Kuo asked me out for dinner a-and I had planned to—mmph!" Len angrily clasped her mouth with his palm.

She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her forehead, wincing as the salty dribble entered her eye. Rin never paid attention to things like these before, but every little thing felt so excruciatingly sluggish as she counted down the time until he would say that this was all just a joke.

"Oh. You planned to," his face nearing hers, "perhaps seduce him into a motel?" Rin's pupils dilated and she shook her head violently, voicing words of denial, but all sounds were muffled by his hand that was firmly covering her lips. "Just dinner huh, what a cheap price for your body."

Her fingers gripped his arm tightly, trying to remove it from her face so that she could tell him he was wrong, but it was all in vain. His grip on her was too tight.

She tried pushing his body further away from her, but he closed the distance and pressed his torso against hers.

In the years that she's not seen him, he outgrew his lithe, small physique. Now that he was flushed against her, all she could feel was the hard planes of his body, and there was no trace at all of the soft, kind brother he used to be.

Feeling faint from Len's hand tightly clamped over her mouth, Rin started to see black dots crowding her vision. It wasn't long before she slumped against his hold, tears gathering on her lashes.

She cried out softly against his palm.

"Perhaps, you were also planning to, take off your tiny skirt," Len lifted her skirt to her waist, causing her to squeal in protest, "and be some cheap fuck for Mikuo, hmm?"

"Nnppmh! Hmrmmph nnhmph!"

She pushed him away with her arms again, this time scraping his skin with her fingernails, but wasn't able to get him to budge.

"Mmmph!" She looked into his eyes, pleading for him to let her go, but all he did was scoff.

"It's so disappointing that you grew up to be such a whore, Rin," Len pressed his body against hers more firmly against the wall, "Maybe if I paid you, you'd fuck me too? Haha."

Rin shook her head as she breathed out shakily against the hand smothering her lips.

"You would," Len closed the distance even further to sneer at her, the ends of his lips lifting, "wouldn't you...?"

Rin felt his warm breath tickling her cheek and she instinctively squeezed her eyes in fear.

It was a painful realization.

He does not believe her.

She struggled against his hold as her tears trickled down his hand covering her cheeks.

"What is this? Not denying them? What's wrong, Rin? Don't tell me you've really become a miserable wench who opens her legs for any man."

Her shoulders were trembling from her convulsive gasps as she tried her hardest to breathe.

"How many men have already fucked your pussy, hmm, my whore of a sister?" He laughed.

He was taunting her, testing to see if she'll admit. But all Rin could do was only to tighten her eyes further; an act of submission, praying that he'll grow tired of her if she just kept quiet.

Despite her constant shivering, Rin tried her best to block out his voice and gradually stilled her breathing.

It didn't take long for Len to realise that she wasn't reacting to his ridicule.

"Answer me!" Len pressed his hand even tighter onto her lips.

Fresh tears fell from her clenched eyes, but Rin didn't react, couldn't react. She was frozen with fear.

With her eyes shut, she could only feel his heated breath nearing her face.

Angry that she did not respond, he grabbed hold of her right hand.

"Rin."

"What do you plan to do..." He slowly brought her hand down to his erection, "...now you've gone and made me hard..." Len whispered by her ear, sending tremors throughout her shaking body.

"Mmmnfghh hnnmmh!" Rin's eyes flew open and she felt her ears prickle in panic and fear. She violently struggled out of his grasp again, trying to get him to let her leave. Her hand was brushing against his straining erection but she couldn't pull away with his grip keeping it in place.

She stared into his eyes and Len felt her fear. She's afraid of me.

He hesitated for a moment. I'm hurting Rin.

Len's grip on her hand loosened and Rin looked up at him, unsure of his intentions.

What the hell was he trying to do. He's been in love with her for so long that he couldn't reason anymore.

If he was a monster, so be it. But Rin, Rin doesn't deserve to see this side of him.

Rin doesn't deserve this monster who has taken the form of her brother.

She is too pure and innocent for him.

He looked into her frightened eyes again, deciding that he'll leave her, never to come back again. That was the only way to keep her safe.

Safe from him.

She doesn't deserve any of this.

It was then Rin's cellphone rang, its vibrations clattering against the floor.

He stared at the ringing phone in his peripheral vision, and when he closed his eyes to blink, his gaze was transfixed on her again.

When he thought of Mikuo touching Rin in places that belonged to him and him alone, Len felt anger flooding his whole body. Rin moaning another name that wasn't his. Rin laying on her back facing someone else that wasn't him. Rin screaming a name that did not belong to him. His mind was twisting the events madly, replaying his dark imaginations over and over again. He closed his eyes, but it did nothing to conceal his mad lust.

"You. Belong. To. Me." He slowly grit out.

"Remember this well. Only I can fuck you."

Her eyes widened when she realized his intent.

No...

No...

Rin thrashed about, trying to get away. Len quickly undid his belt and pressed her against the wall with his body.

No...!

Rin screamed and tried to push him away with all her might but her efforts were to no avail. Tugging at his hair and scratching him, she was trying her best to get away, but his hold on her was firm. The difference between a male and a female was evidently apparent.

"Len! No! Sto-!" He already held her thigh upwards, her miniskirt riding up even further. Her screaming and resistance were ignored. He did not even give a fuck if the neighbors complained about the screaming tomorrow. Len held his cock and gave it a good few strokes before focusing on the thin material keeping him from penetrating her.

"No! Please! Le-"

Len had already pulled her underwear down enough for him to thrust into her, her panties still hanging between her thighs, before he pulled out to drive his cock into her again.

"...ennh!" Rin found herself gasping in more shock than pain at the sudden penetration.

Coughing up her own saliva, the abrupt intrusion caused Rin to choke back a sob. It hurts.

She instinctively pressed her thighs close from the pain she felt between her legs.

"Please, don't..." Her voice was hoarse from all the screaming. It hurts...!

Rin felt her body jerk as her brother roughly shoved her legs apart to drive his cock deeper into her. She cried out in pain again. His arms hooked themselves under her thighs to grip her ass.

Rin tried her best to struggle out of his strong grip, but each move caused a sharp stinging pain where Len had entered her.

"No..." Her pleading cries weren't reaching his ears. Tears were streaming down her face and she was coughing, trying hard to breath. "Please let me go..."

Her pitiful sobbing was so pathetic. Being toyed with by her brother like this, it humiliated Rin even more than she could ever imagine.

Len noticed her punches getting lighter and weaker every time he thrust into her roughly. Len slowed in his pace for a while, his eyes refusing to meet hers. He started thrusting slowly, in and out, convincing himself that the gentle act would ease her a little.

What a fucking hypocrite.

He had considered stopping his vile actions and just letting her go, but deep down inside, he knew that his lust had long eclipsed his judgment. He pretended to be unaware of the smear of blood on his cock, refused to stop even though he saw the rivulets of tears wetting her cheeks.

He refused to stop now that he finally obtained what he wanted.

No one else can mark her.

She was only his to claim.

He had waited for this for thirteen years. Thirteen fucking years.

His insane urge had long since torn his rationality into shreds and all he could focus on was his sole object of desire that was within his grasp. The light haired figure of his sleepless nights; the sensual minx in his erotic dreams.

His twin sister.

He was mad to think that she'll ever love a monster like him, but he did not care now that she truly belonged to him.

Her face was contorted into an expression of pain, but all Len could see was how her cheeks were flushed and the single bead of sweat trickling down the side of her collarbone. He couldn't help but lower his lips onto her skin to taste it.

"...Le-Len...! Sto—!" She felt him suck on the side of her collarbone, biting and kissing his way up to her ear.

"No...ohH—!" A spark between her legs fizzled and a light moan leaves her lips.

Len suddenly tensed up, his cock twitching even more as he felt her walls tightened.

He looked up at her, and her lips were slightly parted.

"Stop..."

Every part of him was burning up. He wanted to taste her, to pleasure her, to fuck her. He needed more of her.

All.

Of.

Her.

You belong to me.

Drunk with lust, he continued his ministrations, roughly nipping at her skin while lifting her plump ass and ramming his cock deep into her. His open mouthed kisses left a burning trail on her neck and Rin tried her best to suppress her voice that was threatening to spill with every joining of skin.

Her hand weakly reached up to push against his face, shielding his left eye's vision. "...Ohh! I'm—nhH! ...I'm your sist—" He crudely ignored her as he pumped into her with more force, her body jerking in reaction to his thrusts.

"Ah—Ah—!

He watched as her fist loosened its grip on his shirt, her head buried on his shoulder; his sister's resistance was turning into gasps of pleasure.

"Lennn—nnn—!" Her hushed whispers coming out as a languid moan.

Every time he pulled out, Len made sure he thrust harder, making her back hit the pattern printed wall. But the pain from it was the farthest thing on her mind now that a wave of unknown pleasure was slowly building up inside of her.

Her body was automatically keeping up with his pace despite it being her first time. Albeit clumsy, her hips were moving to meet his thrusts, and before Rin knew it, she had put her arms around his neck to angle her hips better. Len's steady pace and her silken heat were creating pleasurable friction every time he moved as her parted lips whimpered shamelessly. She could only stare half-liddedly at his sweat glistened skin and the way his teeth bit down on his lower lip as he grunted with every move.

The dimly lit room was filled with their loud groans and the slapping of skin to skin that was increasing in pace.

Rin did not know how to describe this new sensation that she was feeling every time Len pounded into her. The missing warmth of his length she felt every time he pulled out only beckoned her to push her body towards him. His gradual movements were creating an unknown ticklish yet pleasurable feeling in her lower regions, and in her hazy mind, she knew that she was forgetting something, but the instinct of reaching her climax was getting feral and stronger every time he buried his cock into her.

Each thrust drove her closer and closer to her release and her lids were closing shut; she could barely remember how his tongue found it's way into her mouth, and she did not know how, but she was kissing him back, needed to feel the press of his body against hers. Basking in the pleasure, she was unaware of the bruise from where he gripped her wrist was forming. Her hips were being guided by his and the harder he fucked her, the louder she moaned.

When she was clenching convulsively onto him tightly, Len also came along with her, a shuddering breath released from his lips as he pressed them against the skin of her sweaty neck. Len continually rocked against her as his cock pumped its hot, white seed into her.

Rin unconsciously gripped the fabric of his shirt as she felt herself coming down from her high; her laboured breathing gradually slowing, her inner muscles quivering to a dull stop. Len, too, tightly held her in his arms as he closed his eyes, reveling in their climax.

Len felt his knees weaken and he quickly brought an arm to push against the wall, supporting both their weights. Bracing himself with one arm, he carefully brought her down to the floor. Rin was alarmingly aware that her legs were still wrapped around him, and Len's cock still deep within her, but she was too ashamed to move. Especially not after what they've just done.

It was only then that Len felt his stomach churn in guilt as he remembered her tears. He raped her. He made her cry. And he made no move to stop it.

Like a lifeless rag doll on the floor, Rin never felt so shamed in her life, humiliated by her brother, and...and...vio...violat... She couldn't bear to look at him. She wanted to scream and yell at him but all of it became a lead lump in her throat. Her body was trembling; in anger or fear, she couldn't tell.

Her panties was still hooked around her thighs and she felt a sticky substance slide down her inner thigh. A million questions were going through her head, but tears only managed to fall from her sullen eyes.

Len felt his heart clench and left the room without a word.

It was only after she heard the door close with a soft click that her voice gradually came rushing out her lips, gasping and crying out. Her hands were scrubbing at her limbs that were slick with sweat, her nails clawing long red streaks on her pale skin. ...Gods...Why! What did we...! What was I doing?! WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING?!

Distraught, she quickly ran into the bathroom to clean herself.

Absentmindedly, she undressed, tears glazing her vision. A scent slowly wafted to her nose. She smelled like the perfume the girls in her school used. It must have transferred onto her blouse when he was...She threw her shirt away in horror as she quickly ran into the stall. Calming her breathing, she turned on the shower only to feel the cold water on her skin.

Usually, Rin would stay out of the cold water until it slowly heated up into the lukewarm she preferred, but she found herself welcoming the cold water raining down on her as her body shivered, waking her senses. Her dizzy mind regaining its consciousness was slowly pulling her back to reality. Bit by bit, she came to a slow realization that she just had her first orgasm. By her own. Twin. Brother.

And I enjoyed it.

Her tears mixed with the falling droplets of warm rain as she ignored the sting she felt in her lower regions. The water made her damp hair curtain her eyes, but she made no move to push them away. No matter how much she tried not to think about it, thoughts about Len and what he just did kept flooding her.

I wanted this as much as he wanted it...

She was disgusted with herself. She was much stronger than that pathetic weak girl who just got violated by her twin brother. Rin buried her face in her palms as she sobbed harder. All the images of them as innocent children playing in the fields were now coming back to haunt her.

She had just committed taboo with her twin brother.

gentleman's dance

【鏡音リン・レン】

(Original)

A/N1: Warning. It contained rape. I originally put this story under the crime genre because it's rape. Hahahahaaa. Ha. I'm so funny ;-;

A/N2: Thank you, anon, for alerting me about the mistakes. I'm a poop. Truly I am.

A/N3: The song "Gentleman's Dance" is untranslated, but a quick run through google translator says that the song is about "A man [...] forgets everything in the shining world [...] party time [...] a warrior turns into a gentleman [...] abandoned world of bliss [...] hot passion [...] an angel descended". The note on this song was "A mysterious but cool dance tune that truly embodies a "men's social area"." And the beats sound really rad, and sorta like some corrupted dance music, and also kinda like sexy times music. :)

A/N4: if you want to listen to it, you'd have to search 【鏡音リン・レン】gentleman's dance