MoonNightLover

Miku sighed as she leaned against the bakery counter, feeling her mood dampen as she once again remembered her current problem. She had been so ecstatic when her biggest catering order to date had been placed. It was to be her first wedding, and there was to be a vast array of sweets. Not only was there a traditional tiered wedding cake, but also a second display of individual cupcakes. The two desserts were already over the top, but the couple had a fondness for sweets, and requested practically a banquet of desserts. Trays of brownies and cookies, pies and fruit crisps of nearly every type, chocolates and candies- made by hand of course. It

"Another one already?" Kaito sighed, spying the familiar envelope in his royal advisor's hands. "I'm afraid so, your majesty." The advisor deposited the envelope on the table, bowing as he retreated back against the wall. Waiting for further instruction. Kaito eyed it with disdain, while his hand unconsciously slid down. Feeling the roundness of his protruding belly. His bulging rolls interrupted what would normally be a smooth glide of his hand. Alright, if 'normal' meant many years and nearly 300 pounds ago. Well, he was sitting down of course, even slouching improper. Surely that had an effect on one's appearance? Except Kaito knew bette

"I'm home." Kaito announced, closing the door behind him. The empty house greeted him. He cocked his head, confused as to where you were for a moment. Before remembering it was your turn to work a late shift at the lab. "Guess I'm on my own." He sighed, feeling a bit depressed. It was rare that he ever had an early night home. Usually his vocaloid career kept him plenty busy. Working on new songs, rehearsing dance steps, or on media tours promoting new material. So whenever he was home, he wanted to spent it with you. Which often worked out well for both your schedules, as you typically worked mornings. Except for the occasional evening sh