Apparently somewhere in the middle of porting this fic over from AO3, all the formatting got lost.
I was too lazy earlier to change it, as I've got a cold, but I hadn't realized just how blandly it read without it. So I'm updating the chapters real quick to reflect how it reads on AO3
"Aa-"
Master smiled brightly as Kaito carried out the last syllable in a haunting echo, the song coming to an end. "Brilliant. That was perfect, Kaito!"
The bluenet blushed slightly then bowed with a quiet thanks. Master had been sick for the past week and, instead of resting, somehow found enough inspiration to write new songs for all of the vocaloids in the house. One of Kaito's had been the last recorded for the day, so it was rather late now and they were completely alone, which seemed to be the cause of Master's straightforwardness. "I think using your Soft voicebank was a good choice. It sounds lovely."
Kaito's heart fluttered at the praise. His voice is lovely. His voice. Master looked so please and it was because of him. Realizing he hadn't yet responded, Kaito smiled, overjoyed. "Th-thank you, Master!"
His thank you was quickly followed by a yawn, causing him to blush in embarrassment. It is a little past the time he usually goes to sleep... He perked up at Master's voice, looking up at the other male's sheepish face as he spoke. "Ah, guess it is pretty late. I'm sorry, Kaito-kun, I shouldn't have kept you up. It could have waited until tomorrow." Except, if it were tomorrow, then...
"I-it's okay, Master! I don't mind staying up if it's for you. This new song, anyway...It's very good. I really like it and I'm glad you asked me to sing it." Master eyed Kaito's hopeful face, a small smile crossing his own. "It was...Actually written for you to sing. I wanted a male to sing it, and Len's is a little too high-pitched, as young as he is. Ah, I suppose I should considering buying at least one other male Vocaloid, so I don't have to dump all the work onto you. Hahaha!"
Please don't. Kaito forced out a chuckle. Actually, he really liked Master giving him a lot of songs, and if Master found another male vocaloid, a better one...Would he even remember Kaito? Kaito's heart twisted at the thought and he reached up to nervously scratch his face.
"I...I should go to bed now. I'm very tired."
Master sobered up, leaning back into his chair. "Of course. Sorry, again, for keeping you up, Kaito-kun. I should be going to sleep soon too, anyway. I just need to finish up here." He murmured, seemingly more to himself. Taking this as his cue to leave, Kaito turned and started for the door before, "Wait, Kaito-kun!" His wrist was grabbed out of nowhere. Turning back, he met Master's eyes. What he saw in them he couldn't name as they searched his face, but whatever it was, it made his cheeks heat up. "Ah, uh...N-nevermind. I'm sorry." Master coughed, refusing to look him in the eye. Suddenly feeling like he lost his voice, Kaito simply nodded and, as his wrist was released from Master's surprisingly gentle grasp, he hurried out of the room as casually as he possibly could.
Turning back to his computer screen, Master bit his bottom lip. Kaito's voice is beautiful...
Back in his room, Kaito's hands halted as he went to remove his coat. Wait, I still have my Soft voicebank plugged- ah...I guess it can wait until tomorrow. I won't bother Master. Besides, the dark-haired male's behavior had seemed off earlier, leading Kaito to believe he might not be feeling all that better after all. He really didn't want to keep him up further with something so trivial, if that were the case.
After slipping on his sleepwear, Kaito climbed into bed, but didn't sleep. Simply staring up at the ceiling, he hesitantly tried out syllables, quiet so no one else heard. His Soft voice was so different from his regular one...He wondered what exactly it was that drew Master to it so much he called it lovely.
Wait, why is he so caught up on that? Sure, he loved to please Master and hearing praise, knowing he did good, meant a lot to him, but why is that damned word what stuck in his mind so much? That he can't get it out of his head?
Blushing heavily, Kaito turned onto his side, pulling his blanket up to his neck, and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to force himself to fall asleep. Master compliments everyone's voices, obviously he likes them or he wouldn't have bought them. It doesn't have any special meaning behind it, the fact that he praised Kaito's so warmly. Why would it?
With that thought the last, the blue-haired Vocaloid finally drifted off into a fitful sleep, a strange ache in his chest.