Miku avoided everyone else in the house for the rest of the day. Especially she avoided Kaito. The mere thought of the bluenette made her chest hurt more. She listened to the song on her computer on repeat, quietly used the bathroom down the hall when she needed to, and drank from the faucet instead of braving the kitchen or dining room.
In the bathroom, Miku splashed more cold water on her face and washed her hands again and again and again, feeling like they still weren't quite clean, and washing them once, twice more, before giving up and drying her hands again on the hand towel. But then she had a second thought, and washed her hands a few more times, drying them once more, before going back into her room to sit with her aching depression.
As night fell, Miku just lay like a doll on her bed, ignoring the calls to dinner, and staring at nothing in particular. She wondered if she would be able to sleep tonight, and closed her eyes as if making a wish to go to sleep and not to wake back up to this uncomfortable, damaged feeling.
Miku's wish was unexpectedly granted, at least in part, as she woke the next morning, surprised that she had actually fallen asleep. The music was still playing, and she sat up stiffly and clicked it off. Her chest still hurt just as much, but she felt less trepid to interact with Kaito this morning. Maybe... Miku wasn't sure where the hopeful thought was going, but she realized that her feelings for Kaito hadn't changed simply due to his apparent rejection of her feelings towards him.
Miku looked down at herself and realized that she had slept in her now-very-rumpled clothes. Making a decision, she picked up a new set of clothes, including a cute miniskirt that Kaito had complimented once, and set out to take a hot shower. While she was in the bathroom, she dumped her dirty clothes into the clothes hamper.
The warm water felt nice, and Miku started to feel optimistic, despite herself. Maybe Kaito would surprise her today, and suddenly tell her that he didn't just love Luka, he loved Miku, too. Miku's heart still felt very uncertain, but she was sure of one thing: No matter what he did, Miku still loved Kaito with all of her heart. No matter how damaged that heart felt like it was becoming.
Turning off the water, Miku quickly dressed, put her hair up in its signature teal twintails, and brushed her miniskirt with her hand. Miku tried to smile in the mirror, and it didn't look too fake. Nodding to herself as if satisfied, she left the bathroom and walked to the dining room, to meet everyone in the midst of their breakfast.
Miku spotted Kaito right away, but he didn't notice her or look back. There was the movement of air behind Miku, and Kaito's eyes were trained there, a smile on his face. Luka walked by Miku, ignoring her, and smiling at Kaito as she greeted him good morning.
Miku's eyes widened as Luka walked by without saying a word. Without an explaination of having left Miku alone in the kitchen while she was crying the other day. Without even a glance, or a good morning, without a hug... as if Miku were nothing. Kaito didn't notice her either, his eyes trained only on Luka as Luka bent over and gave Kaito a soft little kiss on one of his cheeks, making them turn red as he blushed in pleasure at the attention.
Miku's eyes narrowed slightly as she felt a near-physical sensation of something twisting inside of her body. Miku sat down quietly amongst the Vocaloids at the table, watched Luka as she continued to joke with Kaito in her quiet voice. Continued to flirt with Kaito, while Miku watched. Miku caught Luka's eyes glance towards her briefly, then caught the slight, almost unnoticable smile that Luka gave her, before Luka's eyes returned to Kaito's face, dismissing Miku and her feelings utterly.
Luka was a fake. The twisting feeling inside of Miku moved again, with those thoughts. She was putting on a show. She didn't care about Miku at all. It had all been an act, to pretend to be sweet. And Kaito was clearly buying it. Even Miku had bought it, right up until that instant. Miku stared at Luka's smiling, laughing face.
A sudden burst of adorable laughter from Kaito distracted Miku's attention, and she felt her heart throb. His beautiful face was in a wonderful expression, and Miku felt strongly her continual love for the blue-haired Vocaloid.
'I didn't mind that Kaito loved you, Luka. I just want him to love me, too. And I'm not angy that you love him back. But you're completely fake. You're a traitor. You pretended you cared about me. But you knew how I felt the whole time, didn't you? Your being nice was all an act, and Kaito is now falling for it in the same way that I did.' Miku's eyes narrowed slightly more, as she pieced everything together. It was like puzzle pieces falling into place.
Luka and Kaito rose from the table, together, and Kaito finally noticed Miku's presence. He raised a hand in greeting, giving her a little wave and a slight smile. Miku smiled back, despite herself, and waved back, encouraged by the attention from the one that she loved. Luka pretended not to see Miku, and just hung onto Kaito's arm as they walked away, still chatting to him in earnest. Miku's heart felt still at the sight.
