Clichés. So many clichés. And sorry there aren't a lot of referencing to other KnB characters, I'm trying!

This anime is not mine, just like these boys. I do own a basketball though as well as my cutie OC.

Penpals

Dear Cross Yuki,

Hi! So you're my assigned pen pal for this semester? Nice to meet you! And now I'm going to skip the unneeded formalities haha :D.

I live in Tokyo with my big bro and my grandma, I've just started high school.

I heard that you live in like some sort of huge boarding school? Wow that must be really cool.

How different is the curriculum there as compared to Japan?

Alright, reply with whatever.

Yours sincerely,

Kuroko Setsuna

Wallet

"Oh I wonder who dropped this." She crouched down and poked a wary finger at the slim black wallet before snatching the appendage away.

Seeing no visible response, as expected from a non-living thing, she picked it up and rifled through it.

A couple of yen bills and a student card were in the wallet.

Kasamatsu Yukio...? She squinted in recollection.

Was he the scary looking captain from Kaijo like last year? But wouldn't he have graduated already? Meh it was worth a shot.

As she turned to move away, a loud shout caused her to put on a burst of speed and starting sprinting down the street.

She lost steam quickly though and slowed to a halt.

A hand grabbed her shoulder and her head creaked as slow as humanly possible to face whoever it was.

Thick bushy eyebrows met her view.

She moved her gaze down a little to meet steel blue eyes.

Dear Mother Mary, Gandhi, Buddha or what other gods that are out there right now if I die at this very moment please help burn my yaoi collection before anyone sees.

She let out a little squeak. The looming teenager started, realization finally settling in that the shoulder whose hand he was resting on belonged to a female.

He yelped, cheeks flushing bright red, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

She edged away from him cautiously, like one would with a wildebeest.

Face still on the ground, he weakly stretched out a hand.

"My wallet..." He mumbled.

Oh. OH. She pulled out the wallet she had slipped into her schoolbag with one swift movement. Dropping it by his feet, she bowed once, not that he could see what with his face planted against the concrete pavement and took off.

Pervert

The train swayed gently as Setsu held on tightly to the hand grip.

Was that a hand she felt caressing her thigh? Setsuna's clear blue eyes narrowed.

Steadying herself best she could on the cramped train, she lifted the leg that had been caressed before and slammed it right into the guy's nuts.

He let out a muffled groan and hobbled off once the train came to a complete halt at the next station.

That would teach him not to be such a bag of dicks to vulnerable females. She blamed the short skirts.

Heat Haze Days

Her half lidded eyes were blocked by a languid hand from the sun's bright rays, a humid breeze tossing her hair freely.

Mechanically, her mouth opened, words that were not her own spilling out. "Hey don't you hate the summer?"

The cat in her lap flicked its ear lazily as she brushed her fingers across its dark fur.

How long had this gone on for? She couldn't remember, all she ever did was wind up here at this swing in this specific playground, underneath the sweltering heat, listening to some boy muttering garbled words at her.

The cat leapt off without warning and she moved to chase it, ignoring the fingers trying to latch on to her arm.

Standing on the road, she curled her arms in a placating gesture, trying to get the cat to return, receiving nothing but a condescending look. As the cat strolled away she faintly noticed a honking noise.

Oh a truck headed her way. How nice.

The world erupted in red.

Startled, she sat up and looked around. Nothing but the comforting darkness and her blanket lying in a heap.

What had she been dreaming about exactly? She couldn't quite recall.

Letting out a yawn, she curled back up, picking up the fallen blanket.

An ebony furred cat lay down at her feet, satisfied.

Cooking

"Happy Sibling Day!" She beamed right into his face.

Tetsuya looked blankly back up at her as she clambered off him and tried to roll him off his bed while he was still swaddled in blankets.

-Skip-

Dipping a spoon into the soup, he prepared himself for the worse.

"You swapped the salt for the sugar." Was his blunt observation as he placed the spoon down and resisted the urge to gag violently.

"EHHHHH? I was so sure I did it right for sure. But at least the pot didn't catch on fire like last time and bring in the whole fire brigade!" She cheered.

It was moments like these that made him wonder why the Gods had given him a sister.

OTPs

"If you're gay Tetsu-nii, I won't mind. I will support you a hundred percent!" Setsu punched a fist in the air.

What had brought this on? He turned to face her but was abruptly shoved into a hard chest.

"I SHIP IT." She yelled and took pictures to send to the totally-not-a-secret yaoi fan-club in school.

"SETSU!" Kagami hollered as she took off hastily.

Kagami's chest, was really warm and really sweaty after their intense practice session. Tetsuya shuddered as he grabbed a towel.

Plots

Hmmm, if I had to guess. I wonder why all my friends and well I guess I could still consider them friends after all ehhh should I? Setsuna mused in the middle of class.

I do have to wonder though, why do all their hair colors stand out so much, it's almost like they are the main characters of a shounen anime or something, heh now wouldn't that be a silly thought.

SHE'S ON TO US. Manga artists everywhere tackled her and held up a black cylindrical device, smiling pleasantly.

Wait what was I thinking about again? A piece of chalk struck her in the head.

"PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS."

"Haihai."

Disguise

Setsuna settled in to her usual seat in the class, giggling wildly to herself.

She had dyed her hair black again without her brother noticing and worn contacts earlier that morning. Her disguise was nothing less than perfect!

"Uhhhh Setsuna-chan, what's with the sudden change?" Her classmates queried politely.

Dang it.

Bed hair

"Nii-san WAKE UP, YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE AND NOW I WILL BE TOO, IT'S GOING TO BE ALL YOUR FAULT." Setsuna shrieked from right beside him.

He sprang up, wondering why his alarm hadn't gone off that day and hurriedly rushed around, knocking things over in the process.

"Pffffft." She whipped out her phone and snapped a picture of his flustered expression.

"Setsuna." He turned to stare at her.

She spun away and stared up at the ceiling, edging closer towards the door. "Bye!"

Akashi Seijuro

"Cough, yeah nii-san, I think I'm sick. Splutter." She murmured weakly, her face fully flushed.

Phase 1 complete.

Phase 2 activated. After waiting for a while, she listened to the house get quiet.

Having gotten a Rakuzan outfit, don't ask how she got it she has her ways, she hastily stuffed into her school bag and slipped out the door.

"Setsu-chan..?"

There was something she absolutely needed to do with that dumbass red head who reigned over the school.

Taking a train and ignoring her frantic messages, she kicked her feet idly on the train seat.

Sneaking into the school was easier than she thought, though her light blue hair did garner her a couple of strange looks.

Or maybe it was just her sticking very closely to the walls. She was not one for subtlety.

She snuck her way around and pushed open the gym doors, knowing he would be there. "Hey Bakashi!" 'I do need to come up with better insults.' She winced.

"I believe you owe me a pedicure!" She waved the glass bottles around triumphantly.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to gawk at her.

He simply sighed, spinning around and daring any of his teammates to say a word. They tripped over themselves to continue their practice.

"Heh, how's it going, Akky? I hope you're ready for this." A competitive glint shone in both their eyes.

"You do know that I could just call your brother right this instant right?" He twisted open the cap, letting the smell of varnish wash over them.

"Yeah, you owe me! Remember?" She fished around her bag and dug out the crumpled card.

"Just this once then." His mocking reply made her puff her cheeks out.

-Short Skip-

Pointing a newly painted red finger in his direction, because jabbing would be suicidal, she smirked. "My bro's gonna whoop your behind so hard, just wait!"

Hiccups

"Hic." She clutched her chest in astonishment. What had brought that on?

Taking a large chug of water, she relaxed against the plush couch.

Only to feel her chest heave in another hiccup.

"Buuuuuu..." She googled remedies for hiccups and decided to pick a couple that seemed viable.

"Setsu, what are you doing?"

"Nothing HIC." She clasped an arm across her mouth, light blue hair spilling across the sofa. If it wasn't obvious enough, she was upside down.

He sighed. "That's not going to cure your hiccups."

Pointing a finger to the kitchen, he walked there without a backwards glance.

Pulling out the bottle of apple vinegar from a cabinet, he poured a spoonful and placed it against her pursed lips.

His brows furrowed. Her lips curled up in a smirk.

A hiccup ruined the intense stare contest as he shoved the spoon in.

She tried not to throw up and screwed her face in complete disgust. Then looked at her chest for a few moments. No more hiccups emerged.

Giving her brother a thumbs up, he nodded once before he went to bed.

More fluff, more random domestic things! Ehehe. Hope y'all enjoyed~ Any other prompts? Feel free to suggest some. Ja ne.