July 8, 2009
Everyone knows the sibling-ship that Darko and I share but there is a little known relationship that Darko shares with another forum member. All those who are active are in here. I'm sorry if you aren't pleased with your description. This was all mean in good fun. Depending on the feelings I receive for this, I will continue.
Enjoy!
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Secret Ro - Bromance?
by
PrincessJaded
If there were two things in life that Imouto was certain of, they were that Kuran Kaname was the hottest guy in anime, and there was seriously something wrong with Onii-chan.
She knew indefinitely that Onii-chan was a little off some times, but who wasn’t? Onii-chan’s off-ness went far beyond the normalcy of most people Imouto associated with on a daily basis. Still… when had he gotten this bad? Surely it wasn’t always like this. It couldn’t have been.
And yet, she didn’t understand how he could have so drastically come out of his shell. There had to be reason, some plausible excuse. The only thing was… she didn’t even know where to start looking!
Little did she know, it was right in front of her the entire time…
--x--
“I don’t know! I really don’t!” Imouto groaned in aggravation. “He’s just… tuh, I don’t know! There’s something wrong with him! He’s happy, he’s being nice! That’s not Onii-chan!”
“Well…” her friend started, “maybe he’s found a reason to be happy.”
“Xiexie, what possible reason could he have found? This is Onii-chan we’re talking about, not someone who’s a social butterfly! Maybe he found another cat.”
“You never know,” Xiexie countered. “Maybe you’re not giving him enough credit.”
“Does he deserve it? Look at his track record. Not much there by way of fun-loving, go-getter, is there?” Imouto asked sarcastically.
“Unless…”
“Unless what?”
“Unless, it’s a specific person and not a thing,” Xiexie reasoned.
“Shut up!” Imouto blurted out in amazement. “A person? Onii-chan… likes someone?”
“Could be.”
“But… that doesn’t make sense.”
Xiexie sighed, “Love doesn’t have to. Hey, I gotta go. Time for lunch, but I’ll talk to you later.”
“Uh-huh,” Imouto replied. She put the phone down and stared at the wall ahead of her without really seeing it. Onii-chan was in love. That was impossible. How could her Onii-chan be in love!? She’d bet he didn’t even know how to flirt.
In the instance that he
was in love... who was this mystery girl?
She had to be local, for he never really went anywhere. And by local, within a five minute radius of their home. So that left several candidates:
The Pastafarian chick next door that was in love with that Korean guy who had a prettier face than most girls? That one might happen, but she was a wee bit eccentric for Onii-chan. The girl could be seen hula-hooping on a daily basis while proclaiming her love for someone named, Heechul.
Perhaps the one who lived next door to the Pastafarian, the reason for the K-pop invasion? Maybe, just maybe but not really, Imouto couldn’t see them working out - musical differences and such.
There was also the K-Pop girl’s friend too, the one who loved band. Could it be the band chick? In high school, Onii-chan was a more a book nerd though. Robot-maker nerd, not a band kinda guy.
And then there was the go-to manga-strict-Japanese-and-subbed-anime-only chick, she knew like everything… but she was more the Lucky Star fan, whereas Imouto was certain Onii-chan was enthralled with DN.
What about the girl who moved here from England… no, Imouto realized that wouldn’t work. Onii-chan had nothing in common with Dr. House. She wouldn’t give him the time of day.
How about the one across the street who left her window open every night in hopes that the vampires – the good ones, not the sparkly ones – would come and bite her? Onii-chan was against anything that might take away his life; he liked his blood where it was.
There were those two girls who lived at the end of the street, they were so much alike that they could have been two parts of a whole? But Imouto knew Onii-chan would never go for it. Jail bait was bad.
Could it be the Ken-lover? She was sweet and had an awesome sense of humor – but she fell into the jail bait category as well.
Even still, though Imouto really doubted it, there was the youngest girl who lived beside the Vampire-girl. Was it her? No, she couldn’t be it. Onii-chan had told Imouto that she was adorable in the little sister sense.
It was probably the cat-lover who lived down the street? That might work; Onii-chan had a cat for one night and hadn’t gotten over the loss of the feline yet. Still… maybe the cat-lover would be hard for him to be around, it might trigger kitty memories.
That only left…
Xiexie, maybe. No, Imouto doubted that one too. Xiexie was for the most part anti- Onii-chan.
There were too many damn girls on the block!
Not that Imouto was complaining; she got along famously with all of them. It was just that with so many of them, it made her task a bit difficult. She wondered whether or not she could do this on her own. Or if she should drag Xiexie along for the ride.
“What’s up with you, Short One?”
Her careful scrutiny of the white painted wall was interrupted by the entrance of Onii-chan’s closet male friend and trailing behind him, the only other dude on the block, the guy who’d just moved in a few weeks ago.
“Ego-Destroyer. New Guy,” Imouto addressed their presence without looking away from the wall. “He’s in there.” Her hand lazily pointed toward the basement door, “But beware, there might be a StarCraft match on.”
“That’s what we’re here for,” New Guy shot out enthusiastically.
Imouto raised an eyebrow and turned to face them. New Guy was smiling and Ego-Destroyer, aptly named such for his uncanny ability to
make her feel itty-bitty, only shrugged. “Nothing else to do,” he commented.
“That is just sad,” Imouto whispered.
“What?” Ego-Destroyer asked.
“Nothing. Have fun.”
“Will do!” New Guy said with a brisk smile.
Imouto watched them go down the stairs, watched the door close, and finally sat back against the couch. As she settled into the cushions, exchanging the wall for the ceiling, she closed her eyes and listened. There were muffled hello's and…
She sat up and ran to the door, throwing her ear against it and listened hard.
She wasn’t hearing this was she?
He was… Onii-chan was…
Laughing?Heart pounding, eyes blinking uncontrollably, mouth going dry, Imouto stumbled backwards. She lost her footing and fell back into the couch just as the pieces all connected into place.
Onii-chan was only happy when the guys came over. He would only laugh when the guys were around. He was only nice when the guys were here. No, not all the guys… just…
She ran to the phone, snatched the receiver off its cradled and dialed Xiexie number. A cheery voice answered after the second ring, “Xiexie de Fangzi! Xiexie speaking.”
“XIEXIE!!” Imouto nearly screamed.
“What?!” Xiexie asked frantically. “What’s wrong!?”
“Onii-chan!”
“What about him?”
“Onii-chan is…”
“He’s what!? Is he okay? Talk to me here!”
“ONII-CHAN IS SECRETLY IN LOVE WITH EGO-DESTORYER!”
--x--
Can you tell I suck at changing names!? Andre, I'm sorry! It was either "New Guy" or "Huggles"!
This was incredibly stupid but I found some parts funny. Well, let me know what you think? Thoughts, opinions, Diane, you're an idiot's? Oh and see if you can match all the girls! 
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