I wrote this for a picture, but it has more than a 100 words (401 to be exact) and I don't really like how the full picture came out anyway (all the elements, including the story, are fine by their own, but don't match each other), so might is well post it as a story too.

=The Last Kiss=

The only thing the Kagamine twins loved more then kissing was each other. But exactly because of that they missed out on the most special part - having the first kiss. The twins shared kisses since before they remember themselves, so they don't have one to call their first. Who is to tell they didn't kiss all the way back in their mother's womb! Throughout their lives they kissed barely touching their lips for a fleeting moment and they kissed exploring each other's mouths with their tongues for what felt like hours, they kissed every body part of each other and they kissed with another guy's dick in-between their mouths. But when other girls at school started telling stories of their first kisses Rin felt left out. It was the only kind of kiss she couldn't claim having.

"Oh, I can give you a first kiss alright," Len assured her. "After all, last is just first from the end!"
Rin wasn't sure about such logic, but didn't argue. Even if it didn't count as a first kiss, it was still a new way of kissing they haven't tried out yet. And so Rin's severed head was now in Len's hands. Her consciousness was slipping away swiftly, but she was still able to feel when her lips touched Len's. A subtle barely noticeable touch. Len was being extra gentle with her dying head. Or maybe it felt so because she was already mostly gone. But either way it was enough for her to tell that Len was very wrong. The last kiss wasn't just like the first one. It was so so much better. The first kiss was a memory to remain for life. But the last one was to fully enjoy in the moment. Rin would not be there to brag to the girls in school about it. Rin would not be there to reminisce to herself how nice it felt. Rin was already not there when Len's lips parted hers. To end before so did the kiss was the greatest pleasure Rin ever knew. What Rin never knew was that she ended before the kiss even started. Touching Len's lips was only a dream of her dying mind, which was gone before he could pick her head up. A dream that no reality could ever hope to match. And it was that which was the real magic of The Last Kiss.