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F My Life

Souta


Today, I realized that my sister's life is worse than a soap opera, and I have to hear all about it. FML

On 02/28/2011 at 4:54pm – misc – by lilbrother (man) – Japan

"Your sister's hot."

Souta pulled a face at the brunette boy sitting to his left before socking him in the arm. "Don't talk about Kagome that way. Plus, your sister's way hotter."

In response, Kohaku glared at Souta and grumbled unhappily. "That's disgusting! Sango's not hot."

"Boys, boys," a mischievous-looking redhead with freckles and green eyes said while waving his hands in an effort to placate his two best friends. "Both of your sisters are hot." Souta tried to punch Shippou—who danced out of the way, laughing at the angry expressions on their faces—and Kohaku attempted to lunge over the black-haired boy with his hands outstretched as if he'd actually strangle his friend.

"You're lucky you're an only child," Souta told Shippou sourly, choosing to restrain Kohaku rather than help him—but it had been a close call. "Being related to a girl is way too much drama."

"Really," Kohaku agreed, relaxing after he decided it wasn't worth pulling a muscle to commit murder.

"I think there'd be less drama if your sisters weren't idiots," Shippou pointed out. This time, he didn't move quick enough to dodge the punches thrown his way. While he rubbed his now-sore shoulder, the redhead hastened to explain himself. "I mean, Kagome's dating a moron, and Sango's dating a pervert. That doesn't sound all that bright to me."

"Me neither," the other two said simultaneously. The three boys burst into laughter, holding their sides as they shook with mirth on Souta's large family couch.

"I hope it's not that bad when we get to college," Kohaku said between gasps, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "High school's bad enough."

"There wouldn't be half as many problems if they didn't all keep complaining about everything online where anyone can see it," Souta pointed out wisely. "We'll just be smart and not post anything on fmylife that could get us in trouble."

"Or we could just not put that we're from Japan."

"That, too," Shippou said, patting Kohaku on the back for being so smart. "We could also be less specific—they've been so detailed, you know? No wonder everyone knows who posted what; it's not that hard to figure out."

"Kagome's still not convinced about all the ones I've found and told her about are by her friends," Souta explained, pulling the laptop toward himself and scrolling down the page without any real direction. "I mean, I read her all the ones that are really funny or disturbing, plus the ones I think might be related to her. She said that even when she confronts who she thinks wrote them, they don't always admit to it."

"I've barely met any of them, and even I can tell when it's them," Shippou said, snickering.

"Can you imagine how crazy the wedding would be if Kagome and Inuyasha ever get married?" Souta asked suddenly, looking torn between afraid and amused. "All of them in one place… with alcohol."

"And bad music."

"We should bring a video camera and put anything good on the internet," Shippou interjected. "It'll be great!"

"Yeah, unless someone dies."

"I predict at least one brawl," Kohaku said sagely.

"Nah, I bet there's two or three," Souta argued back, looking excited at the prospect of violence. "Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha and Kouga, Kagura and Kouga…"

"I wonder how terrible it would be to be related to Inuyasha." For a moment, Shippou looked contemplative; then, his expression morphed into something resembling horror.

Immediately, Souta jumped to his idol's defense. "Are you kidding? It would be awesome."

"How can you look up to that idiot?"

Souta frowned at Kohaku and crossed his arms stubbornly. "Inuyasha's not that stupid; he's just impulsive and… and loud. It only sounds and looks like he's stupid."

Kohaku snorted. "All I need for a hero is Sango; she kicks some serious ass."

"Yeah," Shippou argued, "in kickboxing class."

"No, she's going to become a cop. Or a bounty hunter. Or an assassin," Kohaku snapped back. "Something really cool."

"Ha! And Inuyasha'll become emperor of Japan." Shippou laughed at his own joke, but his friends didn't look nearly as entertained.

"Why do you bash Inuyasha all the time?"

Shippou tilted his head, and his eyes got cloudy as if he was looking into the past. A scene came to mind—many years before, when Shippou had been very small (almost abnormally so), and someone who looked very much like Inuyasha had given him a brutal noogie. Inuyasha had been tricked into being Shippou's babysitter by Sesshoumaru by some clever but longwinded plan that would take several half-hour episodes to explain. "He's a jerk," Shippou said finally. The redhead didn't bother to add that he didn't hate Inuyasha, not really.

"So who's your hero then?" Souta asked. "I mean, I have Inuyasha, and Kohaku looks up to his sister."

For several seconds, Shippou considered it. "I guess Kagome. She's always so nurturing and kind and sweet to me."

"I still don't get why everyone thinks she's so great," Souta muttered, sounding more than a little disturbed. "You guys don't see her like I do. Don't get me wrong, I love Kagome, but she has a short temper, she's really stubborn and loud, she can be really lazy when it comes to schoolwork, and she's kind of snappy and sarcastic."

"She treats me like a brother," Shippou pointed out. "She treats all three of us like little brothers. It's nice."

"Sorry, Souta, but I gotta agree. Kagome's great."

Souta sighed tiredly and scrubbed at his face. "She's got you all fooled; one day, you'll come crawling back to me, and—"

"Oh, stop being such a drama queen." Kohaku and Shippou snickered, while Souta considered writing a nasty FML post about his two best friends. Everyone in his life totally sucked.