"Drifting Memories"

A/N: Okayy so I'm not used to making stories for a crowd but might as well take the challenge up :P So I am working on a nice plot twist in the story of OreImo which is, Kyousuke and Kirino aren't siblings! Sorry for the other pairing-fans but I like romantic stuff especially the thing that I found in these two. Also sorry for the messed up plot, it's kinda on my mind for some time. Anyway, enough babble and drag on to the story~!

Reminder: I DO NOT OWN OREIMO! If I do, I would make the ending more romantic~ :3

Bold= Dream/sounds

Italic= Thoughts

Normal= Normal, I guess.

"I'm home~!" I greeted cheerfully as I entered the door but I was greeted by complete silence. The closing ceremony ended much more sooner than expected and I walked Manami back to her home, picked up some things at the convenient store and I welcome summer! No one's here to celebrate with me so I just let out a loud sigh and left my bag at the bottom of the staircase then entered the living room. It was dark inside. Signals that both of my parents are out, mom is out shopping while dad is out to work.

Mom was caring and loving which is the exact opposite of my dad. He's stern, firm, and always grunts. I walked across the living room and saw a couple of magazines on the table, but I ignored it. I opened the fridge and gave myself a nice glass of my favorite Barley tea and returned to the living room. Again, I stopped in front of the mysterious magazine with a familiar face on the cover. I turned on the lights, took my tie off, unbuttoned the first few buttons of my shirt, sat comfortably on the couch and eyed the magazine once more.

"Kirino-chan has grown into a fine woman hasn't she?" I heard a voice behind me and I screamed.

"Don't scare me like that?!" It was my mom. Has she been watching me this whole time?

"My, my Kyousuke. Aren't you a man? To be scared just by the voice of your mother, does that mean that your gay—"

"NO I'M NOT!" Geez, this old woman she always questions me like that. *sigh*

She took the magazine that I have in my hands and had a poker face on. Sometimes I can't tell if she's being scary or dead serious at times. "She's all grown up now. I wonder if Kirino-chan will still mar—" She cut her sentence. Don't cut it at the part where it gets interesting!

"Kirino…?" The name sounds familiar but I can't seem to remember. "Do I know her in a way?" My mom's eyes widened when I said this.

"You don't remember her?! Kirino-chan?! Mochiko Kirino? You don't remember her?" Geez, enough talking and say it already.

"Yeah, but I do know Mochiko-san. That's the family down the block that moved to America right? I wonder if they're—Wait, what?! Mochiko?! You mean THAT Mochiko?!" Okay, now I'm being hysterical. If my mom brought the subject up does it mean that she's back?

"My Kyousuke, have you forgotten about your fiancé already? I heard Kirino-chan is a model now. That gives you a lot of enemies right?" Fiancé?! When did I get engaged?! When did I propose to a model?! When did Kirino and I get engaged?!

Okay so now I remember. Kirino is a childhood friend of mine and she used to live down the road a block away from us. I was her first friend and her first love, or so I thought. I remember our first meeting. The first ice cream we shared. And even OUR first kiss. I don't have any feelings for her but being around her made me complete. The fact that she left for America made me depressed. That's the time I met Manami and we became best friends. I eventually forgot about Kirino and everything changed. I don't know how or why I suddenly can't remember her but I have a bad feeling about this and about Manami being involved.

My trip to memory island was interrupted when my mom spoke again. "I heard that they're back here in Japan…-" I was speechless and something inside me sparked.

In a flash, I ran out of the house and went straight to Kirino's house. I was literally sweating as a pig. But relief washed over me when I saw a small figure standing at front of my target house. I approached her but my hands fell on my knees and I was panting heavily.

"K-Ki-Kiri…no?" I asked while choking on my own breath.

"Y-you?!" She remembers me, huh? "Pervert! Stalker! Hentai!" Maybe not. I noticed her pointing towards my chest and I saw that my shirt was halfway open and half of my chest was exposed! She slapped me across the face!

"Wait I can expla-" I was hit in the head with a bag. The next thing I knew, I was laying at a bed, which was unexpectedly comfortable, and I turned to see a figure right next to the bed.

"Wake up baka!" She shouted next to my ear which resulted to my eyes to shot open.

"One hell of a greeting." I mumbled under my breath while sitting up. Pink room, stuffed toys, and a huge mirror, this is definitely Kirino's room! "*sniff* You still like strawberries?"

"Wh-wha?! Who are you anyways?!"

"You let me sleep here and now you say you don't know me?"

"My mom let you in. Not me. There's no way I can let a pervert like you inside my house AND my room you know." She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Hai~" I stood up and exited the room not caring about the ongoing rampage that the blonde girl throwing pillows at my back.

I went down the stairs and the house seemed familiar. I was about to close the door when I heard her shout.

"WAIT!" But it was too late. The door was already closed. I peeked at the window beside the door and heard a tumble over here and a stumble over there when I suddenly saw a figure near the door holding the knob. I was about to open it when she opened it and hit me. I fell on the ground on my back then she came out.

"I told you wa- ahh!" She fell on top of me. In a position that will hunt me forever. She was on top of me, both hands on my chest.

"Uhmm... can you... get off of me?" I asked while feeling my face heat up.

She started sobbing and then lifted her head. I saw her face and she was about to cry.

"You don't know how much I missed you... Kyousuke..." And with that, she leaned closer while closing the gap between our lips. We separated shortly while catching our breaths.

"Kirino..." I was about to kiss her when something from behind destroyed our moment.

"KIRINO! GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!" Oh shocks. It was Kirino's dad.

My eyes shot open. I was sweating hard and realized that I fell asleep at the couch with the magazine still at my hands. But in the darkness, I saw something. At first I thought that it was just my imagination but it spoke.

"How long do you plan to sleep there baka." I can't believe it. Something just came out of a magazine.

End of Chapter 1~

A/N: Just review my story or PM me if you have any comments and criticism would be nice but not so harsh okay? Thanks for reading my thoughts and here's some preview for the second chapter. :3

"Aaahn~!"

"E-e-eroge?!"

"When will the two of you decide to get married?"

"You want to do what?!"

If you're interested in the next events, PM me~ Later! Rock-on dudes!