He moved into the room with a swift tread as he listened to the divine rhythm that was descended by a violin... one of the most wonderful instruments in the world; through his eyes. A curve of his lips edges was made as the soothing sound crept into his eardrums.
But sadly spoken, it soon came to a stop. His globes narrowed slightly, and, just as fast as the smile became of his features, a frown replaced it.
Kaito, the advisor [or teacher] of the princess, Hatsune Miku, wasn't angry the music ceased. He was saddened by it. Without the rhythmic sound flowing through his mind, there wasn't as much happiness as there would have been... if he were with her. Her, his student, as hard as it as for him to admit, he was madly in love with.
Se hadn't shared his feelings, however- nor did she even had knowledge of his love for her [period].
His heart ached with wanting, of needing to tell her, but he was much too scared and frail.
He couldn't handle the strength of a feeling his heart held for her. He was afraid... that if he were t tell her or express it, his heart would explode.
There must have been another ay he could... let her know somehow. Become another person, perhaps, and express it like so... But that would be insane.
Now, he continues to the room and enters it with a knock at he open door as he leans on the opening, whilst smiling softly at her presence.
"Hatsune-san...," he began.
Miku let out a soft yawn as she stood from her bed. She rubbed her eyes and sauntered over to a window, hoping she would wake up. Once again, the small princess had fallen asleep while playing a soft tune on her violin. It always made her tired, for an odd reason, and she couldn't help but close her eyes. Even though she was scolded often by her advisor for falling asleep during the day, she couldn't help it. It was almost involuntary.
Miku, as usual, leaned her head against the window pane, staring out at the vast land beyond her reach. The castle was sometimes a prison, but also a sanctuary. A world of her own, both prisoner and ruler. It was odd, for her, to be stuck in such a predicament. Everyone would kill to be her, yet she wished she was some farm girl. Though, work wasn't her best feat, so maybe being the ruler of the Green Country was better than nothing.
Turning on her heel, she quickly scuffled over to her violin, sitting peacefully on her bed. Lifting it, and its bow, she walked over to its case. Opening the latch, she gentley alined the two peices into there holes, dusting the base off a bit. Shutting the latch, she took a key from her pocket and locked up the violin. It was one of her more prized items, and she wasn't going to let it be taken so easily.
Smiling and dropping the key back into her pocket, she returned to the window. Looking down, she stared at the green like waters of her land. Her room was just over a cliff, staring down at the water. It appeared as if it would fall at any moment, but Miku knew it wouldn't. With a tiny sigh, she touched the glass. "So pretty.." She mumbled, smiling once more.