Who am I? An underestimated question when judged under the topic of importance. People would run off into the darkness sometimes with goals and ambition. It's no surprise that some of them turn up cold, lonely…...in despair. Me? I'm just good old Hachiman. A loner? I call myself that sometimes, but I prefer to keep that to myself. My life has been somewhat uneventful. Others would say different, but I couldn't agree less with them.
I'm as much of a pessimist as I am a realist, it's sad really. "Hehe." Several nervous expressions appear on the people around me, a signal for me to refrain from the gesture. In terms of love? I prefer to avoid the topic. It has come to my attention that I have…..how should I put it. Oh..It's come to my attention that I have become the object of affection of a certain orange haired girl. My instinct was to shrug it off and just pretend to be dense. I wasn't a fan of the idea since it made me look like a dumbass but I had to continue with it or I would find myself in a really bad hole.
Sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I was never who I was. My middle school self was, eccentric. A topic that likes many other people like me would cringe at. Hopeless and lusting, my middle school self-described in two words. "Onii-Chan!?" The relentless onslaught of my precious little sister disrupts my thoughts. Wait? When did she get here? So this is what a monologue does to you, at my expense the writer doesn't have to write my walk home.
"Oi talk! Is my mouth jammed!?" Komachi Hikigaya, my normal little sister? She's precious to me like any other sister is to their big brother. Well, that's what I like to think of it. I've helped her on some occasions but that was just me being a good brother I guess. "Oi TALK! THE CURRY IS GOING TO GET COLD." I jump out of my seat, a surprised expression etched on my face. "Oh sorry." Sitting down, I come to the conclusion that I'll play it off casually as if nothing happened.
"Don't try to act like nothing happened...idiot!" (A.N. Because I do not understand Japanese completely, I will not use Japanese terminology/language until I've learned it because I feel like an asshole when I do.) She yelled it's either I put her in a bad mood or she has been in one. No. I'm sure I was the one who made her like this. She did make breakfast didn't she. "Sorry, Sorry," I exclaim as I eat my food. Good as usual, "I wonder when your cooking got this good." Oh, crap I said that out loud.
"Onii….are you ok?" I nod quickly but she gives me a sly smirk. Am I alright? She's definitely not helping me with that question. "Um, ye-."
"You're not! Which is why you're camping with me next weekend!" Oh perfect, my precious weekend alone time now turned into a social nightmare. "Just the two of us…" Wait a minute what was that I heard from my precious little sister! Precious little sister, yes little sister! I'm not normal Komachi! Watch what you say. I'll have to tackle this situation with caution, actually never mind I won't apprehend her and I'll just go with her flow. "Sure, I have nothing planned over the break anyways." She nods in response to my response, oh no I repeated words in my thoughts. I've got a bad feeling about this.
The rest of the dinner went silent, I could say the same for the week. It was so uneventful if I had a journal I wouldn't even be able to write about it. How would I put it? I went to school….I came home from school. We didn't exactly receive any club requests. Was anything out of place? My mind began to race with all the scenarios I was involved in. Komachi…..she has seemed out of it this week. Her usual charm has extinguished no question about that.
She would shuffle around during dinner time, she even forgot about breakfast. All I know was that she was locked in her room all night, with some unspeakable noises escaping her room. Wait a minute don't tell me she was. No way no way NO WAY! There's no way she could be doing something like that. Her innocence was it all a front. Who could it be too, though!? I don't know how to react. What does a big brother do when he learns his little sister is masturbating, wait I don't even have enough proof to confirm this.
That reminds me, it's Friday. I open the door to my house, as expected she's forgotten to make dinner again. My mind is exhausted, and my body can't go any longer like this. I walk up the stairs and down the second-floor hallway. Dropping my bags off at my room I make my way towards what many would call the final destination. In my opinion, it's just my sister's room but I think you get the idea. "Komachi?" I ask but no response. She hasn't been answering her cell, don't tell me… There's no way, no one would hate her she's not the kind of person to be hated.
"Shit," I exclaim as I swing the door open. "Hachi…" My sudden entrance brings shock to the both of us. I was expecting the door to be locked, in other news, I expected her to be clothed. "Onii...niiii….niiii IDIOT GET OUT!" An embarrassed Komachi, also naked Komachi moved her hands from her nether region and threw a pillow at me. Sadly that action exposed said nether region. I run out of the room in a frenzy. "Komachi! Lock the door if you're going to do that." I whispered to myself as I stumbled down the hallway.
Should I masturbate to that? I haven't even done masturbated for several years, what exactly does an orgasm feel like? You know what, I'll just pack for the trip. Thankfully I set up the tents etc. over the week. All I need at this point is a change of clothes and now, an extremely large bounty of courage and hormone blocking advice. My current situation could be a lot better if only I-.
*Time Skip to Morning*
"Komachi are you ready, I got everything ready." We really didn't exactly have to pack too much. Just a medium sized tent, some food and a telescope which was Komachi's idea. I held the tent and camping gear over my back as I stared down the hallway. "Sorry Onni-Chan!" She stammered as she awkwardly sprinted down the stairs. The moment she saw me a huge blush covered her face. "Don't worry about yesterday, I'll try my best to forget," I said only to cause a deeper blush to engulf her body.
"Komachi?" She stood absently in the middle of the hallway.
"Huh yes!" Komachi screamed nervously. "Oh yeah the stuff, sorry Onii Chan!" She's definitely not, how exactly would I describe this. Stable, she definitely isn't that word. I decided to check on her which was a good call since she apparently forgot a lot of things. For the rest of the walk, you could call it a one sided staring contest. Well, one sided kind of. From what I can tell, she has that same my mindset as she always did.
When I was younger, I was simply a mere shadow. Was my sister under the spotlight and me? Well, I was the spotlight and stage crew. A cruel reality but at the same time, a reality I came to respect. It wasn't until sixth grade that I learned my place. I would do as much as I can to make sure she doesn't end up like me. My sister probably thinks vice versa for me, though. Her mindset it to keep me out of trouble and when she's in trouble, come to me for help. Which I'm fine with, unlike a loner like me, she comes to others in her time of need.
Komachi has always had that charismatic charm. Thinking about this, I think I might be a si- "Now arriving at Hikawa, Hikawa." The train's speakers go off, I didn't even notice we have gotten this far. I tilt my head to see a dozing Kowachi on my right shoulder, probably the most adorable thing I've ever seen. A death with no regrets. I tug her shirt a little but to no avail, she's fast asleep. Deciding to cherish the moment, I decide to take a couple risky actions. I lift my hand up close to her head, sweat dripping off my palms.
With a quick gesture, I begin to stroke her hair softly allowing the silky follicles to intertwine with my fingers. "Nyaaaaahehehe Oniiii chaaan…..eh" She purrs softly in response only to be followed by a fearful eh. I copy her action as I throw my arm back into safer territory. "Oh, your awake Komachi, the trains about to arrive at the station get ready." Komachi stares at me for several moments, her expression was confusing. Was it one of terror? Excitement? She is blushing, which means only one thing. There is no one that is that good at acting, to think she was awake the whole time.
I'll have to keep the hypothesis to myself, I don't want her in a bad mood. Her charismatic charm will turn the train against me, and I'll be forced to take back my death without regret. The train comes to a complete stop and the doors soon swing open. I and Komachi make our way off the snake-like vehicle and down the stairs. Saitama has always been an interesting place. It's not too dense while at the same time somewhat rural.
The perfect combination of vibes to make any living experience a decent one. I follow Komachi as we enter the park area. We involved our self in small talk, something we don't exactly enjoy doing. There was no choice, it's just the two of us in a forest having a sibling bonding trip. Well, that's what I think it is. What I want right now is not the primary matter. "Hey Komachi, are we at that place yet?" She simply nods off my question. "We're almost there Onii Chan...just through these bushes.
I'm not surprised that she's right. Passing the bushes I soon find myself in a small clearing with a stream running through the heart of it. "Wow, where did you find this!" I ask astonished. She gives me a cheeky smile before running around the clearing filling it with life. "That's a secret Onii." I guess I needed this, it seems very relaxing. Komachi really knows how to calm my nerves.
"Yahallo! Onii Chan did you bring a pair of swim trunks." Komachi comes up from behind me with a bucket full of berries. I was nearly surprised to the point of involuntary reflex. "Careful, I was just about to secure this last support." It took a lot of effort not to snap at her for that. "But yes, I bought a pair just in case." My answer brings a wide smile on her face causing me to grin with the same amount of enthusiasm. When was the last time I felt like this?
She walks into the tent leaving me outside to dress in the open. Well, there isn't much for anyone to see on a nude guy. Just him and his genitals plus some abs if he even managed to get those in this day and age. "Onii Chan I'm done!" My sister yells from the tent. "You can come out I'm done too." I can probably get this done in about fourteen seconds. Its simply like putting on shorts, that's all. Komachi soon walks out with a barely inflated beach ball.
"Should we try beach volleyball in a stream?" I ask slightly dumbfounded by her choice of activities. "Yah, I've always wanted too." She's acting so casual, wait a minute. Her swimsuit, it's very very very very very very very very very revealing. She wore a black two piece, the top thankfully covered her nipples. The pantie part, well why should I complain I saw it yesterday. "Komachi, isn't this well...um revealing." A huge blush explodes on my face and same goes for her.
"It happened...um….it's not my…...ehhh...sorry."
"No no it's fine, I was just wondering why you picked that kind of swimsuit." I try to lessen the intensity of the situation by throwing in a euphemism. But somehow the situation only worsens as her face breaks the definitive standards of how red living things can be. I quickly attempt to shift the subject. "Oh, the beach ball let me help you with that." I grab the beach ball and begin blowing in the small tube section. To my horror, her face becomes even redder. "Komachi are you feeling sick?" I ask pulling my usual dense act.
All she could do in response was pull two fingers up to her lip. Closing her eyes, she murmured a series of words that I couldn't hear. "Nothing Onii Chan." She whispered back, it was barely audible. "Beach volleyball!?" I exclaim. My statement rekindles the fires of adventure in her and we officially begin our camping excursion. The rest of the day goes like any other camping trip. We fished, scavenged, and cooked. However, Komachi actually caught something which secured us a decent meal for the night.
I'd say I did a pretty damn good job today if I say so myself. "Did you enjoy today Komachi?" I ask as I put the last of the dishes into a bag. "Of course, I got to…..I got to spend the day with you, Onii Chan." I suddenly find myself blushing at her message. Climbing into my sleeping bag I look too my right to see Komachi doing the same. "Good Night," I say. "Good night Onii Chan." She whispers as she begins to doze off. I decide to do the same.
So maybe I should come to terms with my situation. I never expected this to happen, honestly, none of this was intentional. But I have to come to the terms of my situation. I'm a sis-con, just like my sister has called me countless times. When did this happen? Over the weekend? Last month? Last Year? Today!? Dangerous, this is really dangerous. So dangerous that I have to keep this to myself.
My affections put her as well as myself at risk. This is something society doesn't accept for several reasons, I could never understand it, though. But the last thing she would want is to be under federal restraint to stay away from me. From this point on I have no choice but to treat her blush filled responses with my dense overcoat.
"Onii Chan, I can't sleep it's too cold." Komachi murmured under her sleeping bag, she was awake the whole time I assume. Thankfully my monologues are as eternal as my ego. "Um, what should I do Komachi?" I didn't bring a heater or any extra blankets. Honestly, I don't think it's cold outside right now, but I guess that's just her. "Share." A barely audible whisper escapes the sleeping bag besides me.
"Share?" I ask as I frantically attempt to change the subject. "Your sleeping bag." Komachi finishes the sentence with a killing blow to my mental psych. "Erhm, go ahead just don't hog everything. The sleeping bag isn't that big." What the hell am I saying! I've been too nice to her for the past while, but I guess that's part of being a siscon.
"Onni Chan?" Komachi asks as she fits herself in my sleeping bag. "Yes." I answer. I'm starting to sweat, I guess I'm nervous. "Yui or Yukinon? Who would you prefer?" I don't know, I don't see any of them in that kind of light. I'd be stupid to do so as well, no one likes being the third wheel and with the relationship we're stuck in right now, being the third wheel would be a living nightmare.
"Neither," I answer, neutral, super neutral. It's the perfect answer for any kind of situation that involves choice. "So you're not interested in dating them?" Komachi says in a hopeful tone. I nod in affirmation. "Thank god." Wait did she just say thank god. Why, is she saving me for some other girl? I hate my situation, being a siscon really makes it hard to get a grasp on my emotions and maybe even my thoughts. "Thank god." I blurt out, I'm making this even worse now."
"Just go to sleep Onii." Komachi says as she closes her eyes. "Um...ok" Was all I could say as I doze off once again, well….attempt too. Her body took a nice snug fit around mine as it straddled me like a teddy bear. It's a matter of time until she starts to drool, that's never fun. All I can do now I assume is hope for the best, I can no longer act like my realistic pessimistic self around her. It's not that I don't want too, it's just that I can't do it.
I shrug off those thoughts, they will surely haunt me in the future. But all I can do now is hope no one finds out. As long as I don't-. My thoughts are distracted as I look down to see a perverted smile on my sister's face. I would smile at it, surely I would she's happy isn't she? But nevermind I can't seem to smile right now, she's drooling.
(A.N This is not a one-shot. I repeat this is not one shot. The next twenty or so chapters will be an incestuous wonderland. I hope you enjoy because I surely will.)