Domestic Vocaloid Adventures

Boy Meets Girl

~About 17 years earlier~

         On the corner of a busy street, there's a music shop. It's a very small shop, hardly larger than an average master bedroom, and it's very quiet. A single person occupies the store—a young man who can't be any older than 18 or 19 with deep blue hair who stands behind the counter.

     That doesn't last long however, as the door swings open and a girl clad in red who looks about his age steps in.

    "Hey there!" The boy greets, excited to see someone, as he hasn't had a customer all day. "Lookin' for anything specific?"

     She turns in his direction, and seems surprised for some reason. "Um...yeah, actually. I just need some blank sheet music."

     He points over to a display where multiple blank books of sheet music sit. She thanks him and walks over to the display, picking one out at taking it to the counter.

     "Will that be all?" He asks, trying to keep up a chipper attitude but still failing to hide the disappointment in his voice.

     "Yeah, is there a problem?" She answers, confused at how quickly his mood fell.

     "No, no, not at all, we've just been a little slow on business lately, and sheet music is the cheapest thing we sell," he admits sheepishly.

     "Oh!" Sympathy floods her face. "In that case, why don't I pick up a new microphone while I'm here?"

     His face lights up. "Really?! Uh, right over there!" He points to the right, where there sat a glass case of microphones. She goes over to examine the case, and the boy follows. After looking over them quickly, she informs him she wants the most expensive one. He doesn't object.

     As he's ringing her up, he smiles gently. "Thank you, by the way. I don't wanna lose this place, and even though that mic won't save the shop on it's own, it's a pretty big help."

     "Oh, it's no problem! Music is really important to me, I'd never want to see a charming little place like this close down!"

     She picks up her things and turns to leave, but she's stopped when she hears him say "Wait! Can I have your number?"

     She turns back around to find him with pen and paper in hand, his cheeks tinted with red.

     She stands there for a moment, a mixture of surprise and contemplation on her face, before her expression softens into a genuine smile.

     She walks back over and takes the pen from him, scribbling her number down and adding a little heart near the end of it for a little touch.

     "Thanks," he laughs.

     "No problem," she laughs back.

     She was about to head out for real this time when he speaks up yet again.

     "Wait, what's your name?!" He asks, appalled at the fact he hadn't asked yet.

     "Meiko," she answers. "And yours?"

     "Kaito."

     Then, she turns to leave for real this time, and the last thing she says is "call me!" when she's halfway out the door. Kaito smiles at the paper in his hand, suddenly finding it very hard to wait until he gets home.

A/N Hey, so this chapter is really short. That's because initially it was supposed to have a second half where they go on a date, but I felt like the end of the first half was just a really good ending, and also I wrote their date out but ended up writing it in a completely different tense, and the tense switch would probably be jarring, so I decided to just make two really short chapters.

I won't release their date just yet, I want the characters in each chapter to vary a bit. I also want some extra time to go back over the date and pad it out a bit more

Anyways, here's a fun fact, my dad works at a music store and I asked him how he sells sheet music and microphones for this.