This is one of those moments where you wish you didn't take anything for granted. We've all fallen victim to this thought. It's human nature I guess however, I usually see it as a nuisance that pops up in my head every now and then. I look back at what I've done during my youth so far. Not much to be honest. Can you not think of anything? I shook my head trying to pinpoint some possible memory. But nothing seemed to come to mind. Everything in the past months literally gone up and vanished. Not even Komachi remembers a thing from the looks of her face. Was it all a dream, some disgusting fantasy I had of me and my sister? She looked at me with her usual look, it was the worrying face of a sibling. Nothing more emanated from that.

"Hachiman?" I opened my eyes just to satisfy my little inference. A hospital room, I wasn't going to mind what day it was, it'd just lead to some pointless monolog from whatever doctor cared for me. Well, it's not like anything will let me avoid it, but I should probably go for whatever avoids the longest lecture. "Hikigaya-kun do you have any idea how long you've been in a coma?" I shook my head. What kind of question as that? Is it one of those rhetorical questions idiots use…on the other hand, I use rhetorical questions I think. "You were involved in a car crash. You've been asleep for four months however if you didn't take that hit to your head, your sister would be dead."

Ah well, I guess it's an eye for an eye then? I've still got a good seventy years to become a house husband. "We'll put you through some rehab and you should be out of the hospital in a week if we don't encounter any problems. I'll leave you and your sister to catch up, if you have any questions you know where to find me." We gave the doctor an affirming nod as he closed the door. The room's silence felt like an eternity. "Uh hi Komachi," I said with a hint of shame. Her face was completely blank of emotion at this point. She just stared at me thoughtlessly. "Komachi, are you-." I felt a huge pain spread across my face. "Are you an idiot!" I winced as her ear-splitting scream filled the room. "Do you know how scared I was!? What if you never woke up. What did you expect me to do!?"

"Komachi I-." She slapped me again, this time more intensely. Don't even think about speaking to me right now. I complied without any signs of refusal. "Hachiman, what are you hiding from me?" Komachi stared at me with pleading eyes. How could I tell her what my dream had contained? I'm disgusting, my disgusting fantasy became what I thought to be a reality. "I don't know what I'm hiding from you?" I said with the straightest expression I could possibly find. "No you do know, look at your face!" I felt powerless. I could never tell her, I would fail as her brother and friend. How would she see me if I gave her an honest answer? She would probably run out of the room. Oh no she definitely would, so I might as well keep my mouth shut. But how? It's a constant onslaught, she won't stop until every last drop of information is squeezed from me.

Oh, that mental description sounded wrong. So this is what a coma does to someone's head. It makes it per versed beyond comprehension. How could I possibly tell the truth but make it sound so complex she can't understand it. Maybe if I play with her emotions rather than her intellectual mind! That would surely work, she's a teenager going through angst right now anyways. "Komachi?" I suddenly say breaking the silence. In a surprised manner, she perked up giving me a convoluted stare. "Could you describe our relationship for me?" I asked in a curious yet optimistic tone. The troubled girl let out a troubling blush before opening her mouth. "Well, it depends on what you mean by a relationship. I-I just see it as brother and sister. That's all." She stuttered, that must mean something.

I put my eyes into a more affirmative glare staring down her body. She became more and more nervous and as she was about to open her mouth. "Hachiman I heard you were awake!" My parents came running into the room. They hugged my body tightly causing me to convulse in pain. Seeing them I always had mixed feelings. The dream only made my opinion of them vaguer. Where they here to stay, does this mean I can't be with Komachi anymore? Wait I can't possibly think about that anymore. She never saw me like that, it was just a dream. All I ever wanted to be was a house husband but now I've fallen for my damned sister. Billions of girls in the world and I fall for the one girl that sleeps in the bedroom next to me. I look at her trying my best not to show a blush. Not a blush of love, nor a blush of embarrassment. But more a blush of shame. Even if it was just a dream I can't get rid of the feelings I got from it. It felt so real how could I ever forget it.

Do you think you can start school again Hachiman? The board says you can come back in if you take remedial classes. I simply nodded at the desperate need for small talk. We wouldn't need to have this conversation right now. None of it seemed necessary at all hence I couldn't spare any part of me to think of a reaction besides a nod. "We have to head back to America this evening. Komachi if anything happens just give us a call." The said sibling gave a cheerful salute causing me to sport a smile. My parents stared at me for a moment causing my frown to return before exiting the room. "Do you always have to be so cold to them?" Komachi suddenly said which honestly caught me off guard.

"How could I not be? They never really paid me that much attention at home." She patted me on the stomach before resting her head on the bed. "Oh come on they pay for our food and our shelter and our bed too." She shuffled around nervously around the end of that sentence. "Hachiman do you remember what happened the day of the crash?" I nodded my head curiously wondering what she would way. Something important? An attempt to start a lengthy dramatic conversation. Or maybe something to cheer me up. "Well, you had a nightmare that morning." Twiddling her thumbs I could see a small droplet escape her eyes onto her small hands. "So I ended up having to calm you down because it woke me up. After that, it was a typical day. We ate breakfast and all that stuff. Until we decided to head to the mall." Komachi was clearly troubled with the whole story. Occasional stuttering, verge of tears, and twiddling thumbs. Makes for one of the melancholy little sisters out there.

"We decided to take a taxi instead of the train since the line was down for maintenance. And on the way, there, we were hit by a bus. You saw it before I could and you shielded me from the blow." She slightly undressed revealing her back. Her pale white skin, unlike previous years, was adorned in small stitches and little scars. I blushed at the sight wow I internally convulsed in frustration. "Hachiman, yours looks much worse. I know you wish I could have done more is probably what's going through your mind." She knows me too well. "Have you noticed your leg yet?" I shook my head as I lifted my blanket. It was thankfully recognizable. However, it was covered in stitches from bottom up. I felt a slightly painful sensation just looking at the stitches. "You're lucky you can still use your leg." I could only sport a nod as more things gained clarity.

"Ah. Excuse me please come down to rehab as soon as possible." A nurse said before bowing and leaving the room. We both didn't even notice her until she said that. The nurse suddenly barged back into the room putting a wheelchair down. Komachi gave her a nod causing the nurse to bow twice before leaving. We both chuckled at the sudden event before Komachi's face took a quick turn around. "Hachiman, remember that question you asked earlier?" I nodded. "Yeah, I asked you to describe our relationship right?" Lifting herself up she locked the doors to the room putting the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the handle. She then closed the blinds concealing a blush that's begun to take root on her cheeks. "Let me give you an answer." I began to panic, there's no way this was going to happen. It wasn't possible. She straddled onto my body and in an expected forward motion. Our lips met in a daring embrace. She disconnected herself from me, her tongue licking every corner of her lips. "I'll always love you Hachiman. I'm so happy to see you again."

AN: It's been a very long time since I last wrote a chapter. You're probably wondering where I was? Well, that's a great question. Just a quick crash course on my status. I'm now a junior in high school. Do I have a job yet? Oh, I wish I did. Can I drive yet? Oh, I wish I could. Do I have easy classes? Oh, yes I do. Do I have a girlfriend yet? Oh, I wish I fucking did. Does this mean I have plenty of extra free time to write my sexual fantasies in the form of incestuous fanfics? Yes, I fucking do. I'm back guys. I'll try to post weekly or biweekly. Also, expect updates to my other fanfic "Spotlight" which is my KanakoXKyousuke Oreimo fanfic. Also, sorry for the short chapter. You got to start somewhere you know. Dont forget to drop some reviews and comment. I always enjoy a good conversation with a touch of constructive criticism.