Disclaimer: The Vocaloids featured in this quick fan-fiction do not belong to me, obviously. They belong to their rightful owners which includes Zero-G.

Notes: How about we do something sappy and cheesy sad?

No, no deaths are involved.

(Next time: something incredibly cheesy on the cutesy romance)

Same old day at the Engloid residence half-way through the year 2011...

"So…how are your roses doing?"
"They seem to be doing well. How are the tulips? Lively as ever?"

"Yeah," Leon replied to Tonio with a grin as he cupped one of his lovely gold tulips in his hands.

It was a warm Sunday morning at the home of the English Vocaloids when Leon and Tonio tended to their flowers if they needed to. Side by side they stood, talking to each other as they spent an hour or even longer in that far left corner of the backyard. The two of them tended to wear something weather appropriate, so it was nice to see Tonio dressed in casual clothes instead of a blouse and vest nearly any other time. For Tonio, it was nice seeing Leon's hair pulled back to see his face even more…

…though, he obviously wasn't going to tell Leon he looked nice in a ponytail.

"By the way, Tonio," Leon spoke up, "you look cute with my tulip in your hair."

"What?" He blinked, but then he reached his hand to his hair until he felt the soft petals sitting in his dark hair. Tonio's eyebrows scrunched as he asked in slight confusion, "When did you bloody do that?"

"When you were too busy looking at your roses."
"…why though?"

"Why not?" the blonde said as he shrugged. "I just thought you would look cute with it, and I still think you do!"

"Leon, please," he huffed softly, a blush forming on his cheeks at the compliment, "stop calling me cute. I'm not the 'cute' kind…at all."

"But I think you are."

"Aw, are you being a 'tsundere' again?" Leon asked with the grin widening.

Tonio immediately snapped, "I am not! Honestly, you sound like Sonika, calling me such a thing!"

"Sorry, sorry~…"
"…Leon?"
"Hm?"

"Could you get me a drink?" he requested. "A martini."

"Of course!" Leon nodded with a beaming smile. "I was planning on having some coffee, so, I'll go ahead and get our drinks now."

"Thank you."

Leon quickly leaned over and planted a kiss on Tonio's cheek. "No problem at all. I'll be back," he said to him.

The blonde began to walk to the backyard door and was about to slide the glass door open until he spotted something off about his reflection on the glass. At the top right of his hair was a rose, nestled in his blonde locks. He paused from opening the door so he could reach up and touch the pretty flower. A small smile crawled across his lips, and then he turned around to glance over at Tonio while the red-in-the-face Vocaloid went back to trimming the rose bush with absolute care.

"Thanks for making me pretty, Tonio!" he called out, now sliding the door, "I appreciate it~…"

As soon as the door closed and Leon was back inside, Tonio muttered under his breath, "It wasn't as though it was difficult to make you like that, pretty boy."

Same old day at the English-Spanish Vocaloid residence on New Years day of 2013…

"Still recovering from last night?"

"Aww, poor Tonio~…" Leon playfully said as he plopped down on the couch beside the opera singer, who was bundled in a blanket and holding his head in his hands. "I've got you some drinks from the store last night and—"

"I don't need any more fucking drinks, please," Tonio immediately said upon hearing the 'd' word from Leon.

"But this is a drink that helps hangovers…"
"…really…?"

When Tonio lifted his head, he saw a well-rested Leon grinning at him and holding an open can in his hand. What the hell…? He slowly took the drink from him, then he held the can's rim against his lips in a hesitant manner. He, at last, gave in to drinking this unknown substance since he'd rather try this out instead of continuing the day with a horrendous headache. Was that strawberry mixed in this drink? It most certainly seemed like it was.

Once he finished the drink, Tonio sat the empty can on the coffee table in front of them, then he let out a sigh and sluggishly leaned against Leon's shoulder. "Your birthday is in thirteen days, correct…?" he mumbled out.

"Yeah, it is," Leon replied as he shifted in his spot until he moved a hand to brush at the opera Vocaloid's fringe, feeling his soft hair in between his fingers. "I'm not sure what I want to do for it, though. If anything, I'm more excited about my big ten next year. Ten years being a Vocaloid is pretty huge, don't you think?"

"You're going to be an old man, that's what I think."
"…excuse you…"
"Anyway, you've better think of something for your birthday."
"You could bake me a cake?"

"Leon, I can't bake, nor can I cook," Tonio replied, then let out a yawn. "Perhaps I could try getting you something that you really want. Does anything come to mind?"

"Maybe…" Leon leaned back against the couch to think for a moment, but then he said, "the three of us getting some sort of upgrade?"

"The 'three of us' as in you, Lola, and Miriam, I presume?"
"You've presumed right."

He looked over at Leon to see that the grin from earlier became small, but it didn't leave. "Oh, well…was there, per chance, something else you wanted for your birthday?"

"Simply being here with you from now on is a birthday wish of mine," the blonde told him as the grin came back. "I'm glad to be with you. You know that, right?"

Tonio's face and ears instantly turned red. "J—just because I'm barely myself at the moment, I can still tell when you're trying to fluster me with your words."

"But it's true!" he chuckled out. "I love all the times that we get to be together like this." Leon shifted once again on the couch until he was able to wrap his arms around the hung-over man with no objections coming from him. "Maybe the two of us can take off on the weekend and stay somewhere for my birthday. How does that sound?"

"…f—fine. That sounds…fine."
"Great! Thank you, Tonio."

Same old day at the English-Spanish Vocaloid residence, Tonio's birthday

"There's something 'off' about this ring you've given me, isn't there?" Tonio asked Leon outside in the backyard late at night. "It seems like it, for some reason." He then shot a glance from the elegant, silver ring with diamond studs on his finger and over at Leon. "This is a woman's ring, isn't it?"

"…well…erm…" Leon blushed as he avoided the stare by looking over at the swimming pool. "Yes? The rings at the shoppe I visited sold rings for men, but…none of them looked nice. They were really bland, and I wanted to give you something with a lot more detail. I hope you don't mind…"

Tonio quietly stared at him for a moment, and then he took the ring out of its box and slipped it on his right ring finger. "Thank you, Leon."

The blonde immediately smiled from being thanked by him.

"You're welcome."

A different day at the English-Spanish Vocaloid residence, New Years Eve 2013...

This was his last day living in the house with him and the other Vocaloids; but, Leon, Miriam, and Lola didn't have the heart to tell anyone that they had to leave by tomorrow. The trio decided it would be best to do it whilst everyone was distracted with their New Years Eve party or going to sleep once the countdown was through. They would leave in Lola's car, as quietly as they could, and find a hotel to stay for the time being. Retirement was something that the trio didn't expect to happen all ready, but, alas, the conversation over the phone which Miriam had proved that this was no sick joke.

Lola and Miriam were in the car, waiting for Leon to join them outside; however, Leon wanted to check on someone real quick before he had to take his leave.

"Sorry that you're not feeling well," Leon mumbled as he held Tonio in his arms, his head nuzzling into the other Vocaloid's hair, the two of them laying on the opera singer's bed. "I told you not to sleep with a wet head while you have the fan on."

"You sound like Prima and Miriam," Tonio huffed, though it was rather hard with a stuffy nose. "I'll be fine, Leon." He struggled about for a second, but then he was able to successfully wrap his arms around Leon, causing him to smile.

The two stayed quiet for, what it felt like, minutes. The only sound to be heard was from outside where every other Vocaloid was, some of them shooting off fireworks or being loud in general. Tonio thought that since he was sick, it would be better for him to come rest inside his room; that is, until Leon asked if he could come in. They have been holding each other like this for almost ten minutes.

Holding onto Tonio was what Leon needed, oh so desperately needed, now more than ever. Even though moving out didn't mean he would never see Tonio or the others again, but the thought about having to retire with Lola and Miriam crushed him and his spirit. Having him to hold made him calm down while enjoying Tonio's company once more.

Holding onto Leon made Tonio so relaxed, and in a sense of relief as he felt Leon brushing his fingers over the hair behind his head whilst he heard Leon murmur a few words to him. Granted, they've cuddled and things such as this before, but this felt different somehow. Perhaps it was because he was sick, and the warmth his body was experiencing was making him feel sleepy and calm.

"I love you, Tonio," was what was said, which broke the silence. "I hope you realize that."

"…I—I do."
"That's good."

After licking his drying lips, Tonio leaned in and whispered, "I love you, too."

Leon released his hold on him, but then he pressed a few kisses on his forehead, flushed cheeks, and his lips. He carefully climbed off the bed whilst Tonio watched him with half-lidded eyes. "You should take a nap, love. You don't look as well," he commented, but then he added in with a grin, "We should do that more often, by the way. I know you're a fan of cuddling, so—"

"I am not…!" Tonio interrupted him easily, even in his current state.

"If you say so~…" he said as he made his way towards the bed room door. Once he opened the door, Leon looked back at Tonio, his grin turning into a soft smile, "Good night. I love you."

And with that, Leon closed the door, went down the stairs, stepped outside, and got into the backseat with Miriam in Lola's car. Once the trio arrived at a hotel, and checked into their suite, Leon immediately went into the bathroom, and stayed in there for an hour. Miriam wondered what he could be doing, but upon pressing her ear against the door, Lola could have sworn she heard sniffling coming within the bathroom.

The following day at both Vocaloid houses, they found out about the sudden retirement of Leon, Lola, and Miriam. The reason why no one knew earlier was, not only the trio not telling anyone, but also because they had any Vocaloid-related site with the news blocked. A rather sneaky feat since they did it to everyone in the family whom owned a computer.

Prima, with her head down and a hand over her chest, made her way into the kitchen for a drink, since she needed one. The opera singer was taken back when she went to the wine and drink racks, seeing all of the bottles of every kind of drink missing. A frown made its way to her face, for she knew whom took all of those drinks. She would later come into Tonio's room and see him passed out with broken bottles and glasses scattered on the ground and his dresser. She quietly and carefully went to his bed, sat on it, and she began to stroke his hair.

Another day at the English-Spanish Vocaloid residence, July 2014

"Merda, does it always have to be so hot every day of the week?"
"It's summer though, it's supposed to be like this."

"I don't care if it is," Tonio grumbled as he fanned himself a paper fan that Miriam sent to him a month ago, sitting outside in shorts and a t-shirt, "this is still god-awful weather, and I don't appreciate it in the slightest."

"Again, love," Leon repeated himself with a small sigh, fanning himself with his hand, "it's summer and this is what summer is like here."

"…by the way," he asked suddenly, "the three of you keep coming every day of the week; so why don't you move back in with us?"

"Can't. We're retired Vocaloids. These houses are only for non-retired Vocaloids, remember?"
"That's an idiotic 'rule'."

"And besides, it's okay," Leon assured him, shooting him a grin, "I'm glad that I can see you again without feeling like I've failed you guys since I had to retire."

"Leon, for the last time…you didn't fail anyone. You had no control over that."
"But still…we've been here for a long time, but we didn't get to advance like Mei and Kai did."

"It's all right," Tonio said, placing down his fan on the table for a moment. "I've all ready said this when we first met up back in February, but…erm…" he paused in the middle of his sentence to clear his throat as his face began to turn red; but he continued what he had to say, whispering to him, "I've missed you a lot, so…simply seeing you still, even when you're retired, is great to me. D—don't look at me like that."

"Sorry," he apologized, his grin never leaving him whilst he threw an arm around Tonio's shoulder. "You look so cute when you blush, by the way."

"Leon, don't you start."
"Sorry~!"

Even though Leon had retired with Lola and Miriam, the trio gladly visited the other Vocaloids; and Leon spent the most time with Tonio to make up all of the time they were apart. Maybe their days will continue on as a "same old day" at the English-Spanish Vocaloid house, after all.

End