Prologue:
"Kaito, you're being downloaded again."
"Oh?" the man looked up, a little curious. " Well… It's been awhile since the last time I received a new master."
"Mhm." Meiko smiled, picking up a macaroon from the plate beside her. "Congradulations."
Kaito scoffed, grabbing his laptop to log on and greet his new master as the Vocaloids always did. But as he logged on to the new profile, he paused. His sudden hesitation brought the others to stand with him, peering over his shoulder at the new master. The picture on the profile showed a lovely young brunette woman with soft brown eyes. She seemed to be wearing a black hoodie with some kind of design on it that they couldn't distinguish very well, but other than that little mystery they couldn't see anything questionable on her profile (unlike many of Luka or Meiko's masters).
"What's wrong Kaito?" Luka placed a hand on his shoulder. "She seems nice."
"Yeah, but look at this." he pointed out the information part of her profile, where it showed things like her location and preferences. "It says she speaks English. If I try to greet her, she might not understand me!"
Miku tapped her chin. "But Kaito, didn't you just get your update? You should be able to use English fine now."
He shook his head and sighed, before beginning to speak in English. "It doesn't sound right…"
Indeed, the way his voice flowed in English was odd, very different from the way it sounded in his original language.
"What if I were to leave her a message sounding like that, and she decided she didn't like me anymore?" he frowned.
"Kaito I'm sure she wouldn't mind!"
"Easy for you to say, you were designed for English."
"Kaito, why don't you send her a message in a song instead? If she's never downloaded one of us before, she won't know how we normally greet our new masters." Rin smiled softly, touching his arm. "And then, you won't have to worry."
"...You're right… Alright! That's what I'll do!"
{my master!}
A woman smiled, watching the blue haired man on her screen smile and tilt his head. She reached up to poke the screen, touching where his chest was with her fingertip, but was a little surprised when he seemed to stumble back. The man on the screen rubbed his neck, then gave her another smile.
{Would you like for me to sing for you master?}