We didn't get as much trouble as we thought we might. Sure, at first all existing media wanted a story. Vocaloids were no little deal, everybody knew, and everybody wanted to know more. They questioned everybody, and we gave permission to our friends to say what they wanted to say. Luka said she saw it coming. Miku said she had known for a while. Gakupo said he was happy for us. Rin and Len said they had never seen Lily so happy.
Our managers, technical and artistic staff at work couldn't care less. They used their brains and knew that if it had been happening for a while without them noticing, that meant we hadn't changed in the slightest from one day to the next, and have always been normal.
We received mail of all kinds. While this wasn't irregular, the mail came in like a tsunami, with mostly positive messages, but many hateful words were in the mix. Did we care about those? No, we did not.
Eventually Gumi's parents called. They wanted to meet Lily, so we all met up. She got along with them well enough, homophobia or not. While things hadn't been fixed, they were less bitter.
The other Vocaloids of all the different companies sent congratulations or nothing at all. The silent ones were probably jealous of our sudden spike in sales. Competition's a bitch, isn't it.
Eventually the craze died down. We became just another celebrity couple, except we were a stable one. There wasn't a headline every other week about us possibly fighting. After another year, we were hardly heard of on the couple front. Only during an interview, occasionally, some guy asked how things were going.
And things were only getting better. They say that love lasts three years, and even after four years, after Gumi's graduation, and after a few fights, it was still there. While it probably wasn't the burning passion it used to be, it was still a strong, glowing flame. Doubt never had any place in our minds. Our jobs could be hectic and time-consuming, our peers could be contrary, but we had friends, we shared an amazing job, and we were happy.