Miku smiled cutely at her Kaito doll and held it way up over her head as she lay back on her comfortable bed.
"I love you, Kaito! I can't wait to see you again today. What clothes will you wear this time? Will there be a scarf today, or a black choker?" Miku hugged the doll tight to her chest and smiled brightly. "Ahh, every day I look forward to seeing you, is a good day! You don't even have to do anything, just existing is enough to make me happy," Miku enthused to her doll's unblinking eyes, snuggling close with the toy and imagining with a blush that she was hugging her beloved brother Vocaloid.
Miku's eyes looked to the clock on the wall. 7:30 a.m., was it late enough? Would Kaito come for breakfast soon? Miku couldn't wait to start her day by looking at his wonderful face and hearing his lovely voice saying, "Good morning, Miku."
Miku swung her legs out over the bed and sat up quickly, now growing anxious to see the blue-haired Vocaloid. She smiled and tucked the doll carefully back into her bed, patting it on the head and touching its blue hair reverently for a moment before she lifted her fingertips away from it.
"Now, you just get some good rest there, Kaito," Miku giggled a little at her address to the doll, "And I will go get us some breakfast! You can keep my bed warm." Miku giggled again, imagination running wild with the desire that maybe someday, the real Kaito would keep her bed warm. Miku's face blushed hotly at the thought, but it pleased her so much that she filed it away for future reference, anyways.
"Hee hee, I'm shameless!" Miku pronounced grandly to the air as she opened her bedroom door and left the room, closing the door softly behind her. She took swift steps towards the dining room, hoping that she wouldn't be waiting long before her secret crush arrived at the table.
Miku seated herself in the empty dining room; the first one to arrive this morning. She kicked her feet back and forth in boredom and anticipation, and waited quietly with an unusual patience she rarely otherwise displayed. Her efforts soon paid off though, as a sleepy, bed-mussed haired Kaito wandered into the room with a loud yawn and a stretch of his arms over his head as he tried to wake up. Miku noticed the movements of his slim, toned muscles with admiration as Kaito stretched. Noticed the adorable bedhead, and was secretly thrilled.
"Good morning, Kaito!" Miku piped up cheerily, her mood great for seeing her beloved one. She stopped kicking her legs immediately, and settled her feet quietly down flat onto the floor under her chair.
"Ah, good morning, Miku," Kaito greeted, pulling out a chair and flopping down onto it, slightly exaggerating his tiredness, and running a slim hand through his blue locks, as if to try to tame its present wildness. Miku stared with pleasure, imagining herself touching that beautiful, shining hair. Imagining how soft it would feel, and the slight scent of Kaito it might leave on her fingertips when she was done touching it.
"Ah, your hair is a little mussed, isn't it, Kaito?" Miku smiled prettily and used her comment as an excuse to continue to look at the bluenette. "Did you go to sleep with wet hair?"
Kaito laughed sheepishly and ran his hand through his hair again. "Yeah, I did. And now it doesn't want to behave. You want to fix it for me, maybe? Nothing I do works, when it's like this."
Miku's heart throbbed in her chest at Kaito's words, but she tried not to show her intense excitement. Instead, she just smiled quietly again and cheerfully said, "Sure! Let me see what I can do!"
Rising up out of her chair, Miku walked over next to Kaito. Her hand trembled a little as she reached out to touch his hair. Kaito closed his eyes, and Miku stared at his peaceful, beautiful face. He looked like he was waiting to be kissed.
Miku blushed and brushed the tips of her fingers against Kaito's blue hair, thinking 'Oh,' to herself in an indescribable pleasure at the sensation of ruffling his hair. It was as soft as she imagined, and tickled her skin slightly. Miku carefully ran her fingers through it again and again, savoring the sensation as she tried to correct it into its normal style.
Several long moments passed, and Miku didn't want to stop touching Kaito, but she knew that if she continued much longer, he would suspect something was up. Miku regretfully moved her hands away from that wonderful, lustrous hair, and smiled down at Kaito, whose face was still a mask of peace and serenity.
"I think that fixed it, Kaito," Miku said softly. Kaito opened his eyes and looked at her. His blue eyes looking into hers was another wonderful treasure she got to experience this morning. Miku felt like the luckiest Vocaloid in the world to have these experiences with her beloved Kaito.
"Thanks, Miku," Kaito's incredibly sexy, easy smile graced her with its presence, and Miku almost sighed out loud in joy at having it directed at her.
"Any time!" Miku replied, and hoped that Kaito would take her up on her offer. Maybe tomorrow morning, even... Miku would love that!
"You're smiling, Miku," Kaito noted, his own smile lingering as he regarded his younger sister Vocaloid.
"Hehe... you just make me happy, Kaito!" Miku had to confessed with a bright grin.
"You make me happier," Kaito said unexpectedly, smiled at Miku, and gave her a peck on her cheek. Miku's cheeks flushed crimson and she gaped at Kaito for a moment. Kaito tilted his head slightly and grinned for a moment, then got up from the table to get himself some breakfast.
"K... Kaito!" Miku called out as the bluenette began to walk into the kitchen. He turned halfway and waited, listening. "I love you!" Miku blurted out, utterly daringly. But the situation, the circumstance... she couldn't keep it bottled up inside. Would Kaito say he loved her too, like he said so many times in her mind, while she was laying in bed and hugging her Kaito doll?
Kaito blinked, then blushed a wonderful blush. Miku stared at it, her heart fluttering in joy at seeing that sight, her hopeful expectation making her heart feel an indescribable sensation. Kaito smiled a little and glanced at the ground, but didn't say anything, instead turning to go into the kitchen.
Miku's heard was pounding in her chest. What did that mean? Did Kaito love her, but was too shy to say it? Miku loved Kaito so much, so, so much. She felt in her heart that because of her intense love for him, and because of the kind way he always interacted with her, that he must feel some good feelings towards her too, right? Miku's fingertips lightly touched against her cheek where Kaito had kissed it. Her face blushed bright red again, and a silly smile plastered itself all over her face.
Best. Morning. Ever.
