I know I should be updating my other stories, but I really couldn't resist :)
CHAPTER ONE
"TATSUYA!" The girl yelled impatiently. "HURRY UP!"
"Now, now, Shinju, don't be so hard on your brother, he's been very tired these last few days." Scolded her mother, who hurried into view.
She lowered her head feeling irritated but couldn't show it. "Yes mother."
"That's better." She said rather coldly. Then Shinju's twin brother finally emerged from upstairs.
"Tatsu! How are you? Feeling alright? If you're too tired, you can go sleep a while longer, I'll tell Shin to go first and you can take the limousine later." It was like she suddenly changed personalities.
"Uh, I'm fine, mum."
"Oh my precious darling..." Mrs Himuro cooed. The boy inched away uncomfortably, and waving one last goodbye, stepped out the front door. Shinju was hot on his heels, still muttering curses and swearing very boyishly.
She was always like this in the mornings.
"Now, Imouto-chan. Stop sulking."
A half-pouting, half-sneering expression was now on her face. "You would do the same if mum favoured me and treated you like a piece of crap."
Tatsuya sighed. "You should talk in a more ladylike way, you know."
"No, I don't know. Plus, why should I act ladylike when I'm not a lady? I'm a girl."
He sighed, shaking his head and deciding to stay quiet. His sister was way too stubborn to listen to anything he says. Only when their mum 'suggests' something, she finally relents. But that's only because Mrs Himuro favours Tatsuya so much, and is usually very mean to Shinju when she is 'naughty'.
"We're here." Her sweet but slightly sarcastic voice announced as the pair came to a stop in front of the extravagant gates labelled 'Yosen High School'.
"C'mon." She jerked her head in the school's direction.
He nodded. "Let's go, which class were we in again?"
"Dunno."
When the twins - who looked nothing alike - walked into their new class, Tatsuya was immediately swarmed by giggly girls, and Shinju just rolled her eyes.
She scanned the room for a spare seat and settled for a spot next to this girl who was looking very bored at the sight of fangirls already talking to her twin.
It turned out to be a great choice.
Due to the conversation they had before class, Shinju discovered that she (her name was Kira) did not care for popular people, especially 'annoying pretty boys'.
"Heh, I wouldn't call my brother a pretty boy, but he acts all weird and 'gentlemanly'." She shuddered.
"Ew." Kira agreed.
They talked about random stuff until a timid voice interrupted them.
"U-um, hi...I'm Fukimura Azuka." It was a girl who had sat down on the other side of Kira. "S-Shinju-san, is Tatsuya-san really your twin brother?" The girl nodded hesitantly, hoping that she wasn't unleashing a series of fangirl screams by admitting to it.
"That must be really awesome... B-but then again I wouldn't want to be his sister, I-I would want to be his...g-girlfriend..." Azuka murmured shyly.
Both the other girls made silent gagging noises. In their minds a single thought darted by at the same time: Another fangirl? Is she serious?!
"Ah, let's not talk about my brother like that. I feel grossed out."
"Why does everyone like that annoying pretty boy?"
Azuka blushed and Kira sighed, thinking, how digusting. And blushing is disgusting too.
Lunch came very quickly and the trio decided to look around at sports tryouts and such.
In the first gym a fierce volleyball match was on, and in the second they found some students practising some martial art or another. When they got to the third gym, guess who they just happened to see? None other than the famous Himuro Tatsuya. And also this giant, purple-haired guy.
"That's Murasakibara Atsushi." Kira said, as if reading her thoughts. "He played basketball in Teiko and is part of the Generation of Miracles."
"Oh, I've heard about him. Many times. Cos Tatsuya keeps talking about the GoM, I know so much about them, it's just that I have no idea what any of them look like."
She suddenly noticed that a certain blonde (Azuka) was being very quiet today, and looked across at her. There were hearts in her eyes as the girl stared dreamily at the black-haired boy. Well, well, fangirling again? And over her brother too. Everyone always likes her brother better than her. Not a single soul notices her or cares about her. Even her own mother-
Shinju realised that she must've been making a face because Kira was looking at her weirdly.
"Sorry, I was thinking 'bout something..."
"Oh, okay. What were you thinking about?" Her friend nodded in a laid-back manner. "You looked kinda sad and angry, like you wanted to burst out crying and strangle someone at the same time."
She laughed, the sound low and rather evil. "Well, that must've been a very nice combo." Then she looked down. "I was thinking about Azuka fangirling over my brother."
"Aah." Kira smirked in understanding.
They talked some more, sometimes glancing over to where the other girl was drooling and daydreaming about... something. Finally, lunch ended and all of them trudged over to their next subject(s).
"Ne, ne, Shin-chan," Azuka jabbed Shinju in the ribs, apparently too excited to notice her wince and glare. "Can you...maybe...introduce me to Tatsuya-san?"
She blinked, still rubbing the spot where she was poked. "Nah, I'll pass thanks."
"T-then...can you deliver a letter?" She looked down, shy.
"No." Such a straightforward answer.
Azuka was obviously crestfallen, and turned around wildly to face Kira, who was hoping she'd forget about her. She cornered the poor girl and started sprouting a bunch of nonsense at her, and Shinju took the chance to make a quick escape. The last thing she saw before she turned the corner was Kira's furious expression at her, and she poked her tongue out for good measure.
"Ah, the poor girl." She grinned as she strolled into her classroom casually. Shinju immediately saw the giant purple guy from earlier sitting on his own, and curiosity taking over, went to sit next to him.
"Hi, Grape-kun."
He turned slowly to face her, chewing something. "Huh? Me? My name is Murasakibara Atsushi, not Grape-kun."
She laughed. "I know. I'm Himuro Shinju."
"But grapes are yummy..." He murmured. Then he snapped to attention. "Himuro?"
"Yeh. You've probably met my brother, Tatsuya. He plays basket too."
Atsushi nodded. "Muro-chin. There's two Muro-chins." He said childishly. "But you can't be Shin-chin, because that's like Midorima-chin..."
Shinju listened to his rambling, slightly confused. "Midorima Shintaro? The Shooting Guard in the GoM? Otherwise known as Tsunderima Shitaho." She sniggered.
"Yes... Oh well, I'll just have two Muro-chins."
The lesson went reasonably well, considering the purple giant next to her never failed to make a childish comment and make her laugh when things were getting dull.
When it was time for lunch, she went off in search of Kira and Azuka. She found the black-haired girl sitting at a table on her own, looking very grumpy, but the other was nowhere in sight.
"Yo!"
Kira merely glared at her. "WHY did you leave me alone with her? She made me promise to deliver her stupid love letter! How am I gonna do that? I don't even want to! I know, I'll just give it to you, after all he's your brother."
After her mini speech Shinju just chuckled. "That is hilarious! But I'm not delivering no letter to Tatsuya. Nu-uh. You promised, so you can endure that pain."
She made a pained noise and slumped down onto the table, closing one eye. "Speaking of that annoying fangirl, she ditched me to write her letter."
"Oh look. If she had that letter you could've used this chance to deliver it. Tatsuya's coming over."
The girl made no effort to push herself back up, but her open eye followed the figure to the table.
He smiled and sat down at an empty seat next to Shinju.
"Hello."