She's a Fujoshi! (Kuroko no Basket - Kise Ryouta Fan Fiction)

Fifteen - Laptop

A/N: This chapter's fun to write. Lol.

Ryumi and Ryouko are my OCs, btw. :3 Though it's canon that Ryouta has two older sisters~

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"You look pretty happy," the eldest Kise sister observed as she eyed the youngest sibling sprawled out on their soft couch. She let go of her lead pencil and let it roll on her sketch pad, stretching and fisting her tired dominant hand. "Also, Ryumi, start cooking! Mom and Dad's gonna arrive at least an hour from now!" she scolded in exasperation.

"Creepily happy," the middle daughter corrected similarly to a zombie, her eyes glued to the television screen showing the anime adaptation of a horror manga about flesh-eating teenagers with black schleras and crimson irises. "Also, Ko-nee, we have a deal that I'd finish this episode first." Both the youngest and the eldest didn't choose to watch it with her this time; Ryouko was busy with her fashion design college projects while Ryouta was scared of the said show and soon distracted himself with his laptop connected to the internet.

"You're mean, Ryumi-nee!" he whined with a pout, giving her a displeased look which she automatically discarded. "Just because I--"

"Shush," she now shot him a murderous glare, like he could die of spoon murder if she willed it. Ryouta zipped his mouth, suddenly worried for his life. "Kaneki's having a bishie moment. Don't dare make me miss it." She turned back to the television screen and devoured another sushi roll. He faced his laptop once again, another cheeky smile filling his face.

"Ryouta. What the heck are you doing?" asked Ryouko, her homework now forgotten on the dining table. She stared at him with half-lidded topaz eyes, one of her eyebrows arched.

Ryouta only grinned wider as he spared his eldest sister a quick glance before turning back to his laptop. "It's nothing, Ryouko-nee~" he answered in a sing-song fashion. The college student shuddered, thinking that Ryumi was right, that Ryouta's currently unusual glee was actually creepy. Sure, their idiotic brother may be one heck of a cheery dude, but this one's a different level of cheery.

"I'll just assume that you're watching porn," she responded with a dismissive wave of her right hand. Her siblings were simply way too strange, and she couldn't help but wonder: where did she and her parents go wrong? "Or," she added, nodding, "yaoi. Wait, definitely yaoi." She smirked as she kept her laughter locked in.

"Yaoi?!" Both the younger siblings' gazes were on her with varied expressions -- Ryumi with sudden excitement and Ryouta with utmost disgust.

Ryumi faced Ryouta, her wide topaz orbs glistening with delight due to the discovery. "Ryouta, why didn't you tell me that you're actually a homo?! So that's why you haven't got any girlfriend since the school year started! And why you're so clingy with Kasamatsu and that Kurokocchi dude! I'd still support you if that's the case--"

"I'm not gay!" the youngest blond interjected loudly as he sat up to glare at the two, his cheeks puffed up childishly due to his sisters' harsh teasing.

Both the sisters, though completely different in terms of their personalities, stared at him with mockingly disbelieving looks on their fair pretty faces. "Prove it," they told him in unison, their monotonous voices riling him up.

"I decided that I'd be getting a realgirlfriend when I entered high school!" he replied, referring to his failed middle school relationships when his girlfriends were dating either Kise Ryouta the Model or Kise Ryouta the Player and not Kise Ryouta the Person. "Also, with Kasamatsu-senpai and Kurokocchi, that's called friendship!"

"...ship," Ryumi echoed softly, her lips curled up into a smirk. "A sailing ship. KasaKise and KuroKi...," she added softer, forgetting the fact that she's also a Kise.