This fic was inspired by my stalwart devotion to the Pairing that is MikuxKAITO from the VOCALOID franchise. There may be mentions of LenxRin and small tributes to other pairs but overall this is strictly MikuxKaito. I'm not good at writing this sort of thing but I really felt as if I should contribute to the fandom somehow so please enjoy reading The Voice that Never Fades.

Disclaimer: All things VOCALOID related or mentioned are property of Yamaha Corporation, CRYPTON MEDIA, Sony, and all assorted Artists. None of it belongs to me.

The Voice that Never Fades

Prologue

"Shion-san?"

"Yes Hatsune-san?"

"Do you really think people will love my music?"

They'll love you.

"Of course Hatsune-san. I'm sure no one will be able to resist. Your sincerity for music rings through every note you sing."

Your heart does too.

.xXx.

She looked as perfect today as she had everyday before. Her hands moved emphatically in a wave to me from the reflection in the mirror and I couldn't keep the soft smile off my face. I stood in position by the door, my hands crossed over my chest, back against the wall, and chin tucked into the warmth of my scarf. She loved to keep her dressing rooms cool which worried me since she was just such a slight creature. I especially grew concerned with her in costume since she tended to favor short skirts and stockings that were more for show than practicality. She would laugh off my concern, reminding me with a wink that I generally loved how she looked in her outfits. I couldn't deny such truth and usually responded with a light blush and muttering under my breath.

She was putting the finishing touches to her current dress, an amazing outfit of electric pink, white, and black adorned with ribbons and skintight black gloves and boots. Her long hair was styled into a mass of curls that fell down her back. She looked exquisite, dainty, and completely beautiful. I hid my expression behind my blue bangs knowing she would scold for keeping my face out of sight.

"Mou, Kaitooooo..." She pouted prettily. "Come on. Tell me how I look! Do you think they'll like me?"

I was a naturally composed and cheerful individual, though I did not express myself easily when I was embarrassed. Despite being a popular singer like her I have always been slightly timid when faced by someone that I hold great affection for. She was aware of this and even more so of my feelings in regard to her so her response was to take advantage. I foolishly turned my (too-blue as she often said) eyes up to meet her turquoise pair from where she leaned against the vanity, a smug grin decorated with glossy pearl lipstick flashing in my direction.

I was struck by the perfection before me. From the long teal hair that had become her trademark to her lithe frame coupled with porcelain skin and petite features all the way back up to her eyes. She was flawless to me in every possible way. As I had done before every show since I had met with her at the audition years ago, I offered my hand to her and said,

"They're going to love you. Go out there and show them what Hatsune Miku is made of."

And like every time before she'd place her tiny hand in mine, smiling at me brilliantly enough to daze, before erupting into a happy cheer. "Yeah!" Then she'd hurry from the room, all happiness and undeterred excitement to go out and do what she did best.

Bringing joy to the world with her music and beautiful personality.

That was Hatsune Miku.

This fic is inspired by the manga Hatsune Miku the Unofficial Mix. There's one particular section in that manga that inspired this whole thing but my fic differs from it in a variety of ways. I have no idea if this concept has already been used here. This prologue is short (for a reason) but the chapters will be longer. Right now the outline calls for around 8-10 chapters so we'll see how this goes.

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