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The Secret Life of Kuroko Tetsuya: The (Straight) Boy's Love Novelist
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Interview with Turquoise Angel-Sama
Hello everyone~ it's our proud honour to introduce the legendary BL Queen, Turquoise Angel-Sama, who was kind enough to talk to us online on LIMA* and answer our questions! ───Ｏ（≧∇≦）Ｏ────
Q: Hello! We're so excited to finally talk to you (even if it's not in person). Anyway, are you ever going to have a live interview? ^o^
A: I'm afraid not (_), I'm really shy and I don't really want to reveal my identity just yet.
Q: But you're the number 1# ranked BL author in Japan right now? You have one of the strongest fandoms out there, don't you think your fans deserve to see your face? T^T (This fan included).
A: I know, and I love you all so much but I don't think I'll do one anytime soon. ( T_T)＼(^-^ ) I'm really busy you know.
Q: Yeah, we know. You've been on a roll since your summer hiatus with the publication of Please Teach Me More and the surprise sequel to Scandalous AfterSchool Love Affair! Other than these two, are there any other books that the Fujoshi Angels can look forward to? (^O^)
A: It's a secret. （＾ν＾）
Q: Awww, okay. T^T Well, one question that I think everyone has been dying to ask is: Is Hiro Wasabe based off Zunon Boy teen model, Kise Ryouta? I mean, they're both blonde part time models who play basketball, so are they the same person? （；￣ェ￣）*intense suspense*
A: ⊂((・⊥・))⊃ Well I'm not surprised to see this question come up, but no. Hiro Wasabe is not based off Kise Ryouta, at all. To be honest, I didn't really realise how similar they were until my editor brought up that petition in your past publication.
Q: Oh that's right! Σ（ﾟдﾟlll）There was petition going around from the Fujoshi Angels to have Kise Ryouta model a live action cover for Scandalous Afterschool Love Affair, how did you feel?
A: Well, it surprised me at first because it was the first time I had heard of Kise Ryouta. ( ﾟдﾟ) And then it kind of worried me because I love my fans, and I really didn't want to bother Mr. Kise since he doesn't have any involvement in my work at all, so I didn't want to cause him any trouble you know? (つД`)ノ I write these novels for my fans to love them, not to bother people, so I was really scared.
Q: ！(◎_◎;) Oh dear, I'm sure your fans didn't mean to trouble you, that's why you released the statement the next day right?
A: I know they meant no harm, and yeah, I had to release the statement to protect my books. 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。
Q: I know what you mean. 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。Anyway, let's talk about something else! So, is there any information you can release to your fans so that they know more about you? ( ^ω^ )
A: Nope, sorry. （^人^）My lips are sealed!
Q: Awww alright then. So is there anything else you want to tell your fans out there to look out for? (=ﾟωﾟ)ﾉ
A: Well... I'll be doing a giveaway with my an autograph copy of my newest novel, and some original drawings! （＾◇＾）So you can look forward to that!
"I am not doing a giveaway," I firmly told Matsuki, my hands clasping my phone as I read over 'my' so called hyped interview. "Also, you suck as a being a female teenager." I told him. "Also... how the hell did we come to the conclusion that I'm female... Last time I checked, my gender was a mystery that was never confirmed to the public." My eyes narrowed, my lips formed a thin line, but my overall facial expression did not change.
Rindou nodded from beside me, she clutched a folder of all her drawings since I've started writing. "I don't want to give my drawings away!" She whined.
It was clear to say that we were both pissed at the interview given to 'Same Love' magazine, under Matsuki's discretion. The man, on the other hand, looked pretty damn pleased with himself as he leaned back in his office chair. "Hey, your fans were getting restless," he told me with a pointed look. "This whole managing the basketball team is taking a lot of writing time out of your life, you haven't been able to produce as many books as you used to when you were in Teiko." That was true.
I sighed, "It's not as easy as it was. I keep running through the same scenarios and I can't help but wonder if I've written that storyline before, and every time I check, I have." I deadpanned. I hated to admit it, but Matsuki was right. The giveaway was enough to satisfy those hungry fandom needs until I'd be able to recover and produce three books a month, like I used too. "Which book are we using for the giveaway, Matsuki-sensei?"
"You're writing a Kise Ryouta and Aomine Daiki Scandalous Afterschool Love Affair sequel right?" Asked Matsuki, referring to the sequel one-shot book I had planned during the Kaijo game.
My head nodded, "Yes, it's the one where Kise moves to a new school, and Kasamatsu-Senpai comes in as a new character to rival Aomine's..."
Matsuki nodded, "Yep. We'll be using that one."
"But I haven't finished the manuscript for it yet..."
Matsuki smiled at me, "You have two weeks before we announce a winner for the giveaway." He gave me a thumbs up, his smile never fading away. "You better get writing, Tetsuya. Also, you might want to work on the next book for that coach/captain series of yours, your fans have been overusing the fan feedback page to request for a unnamed girlfriend's death." He then turned his attention to Rindou, "Now you..."
I slumped back in my writing desk as I looked over the notes I had clipped to the backboard of my desk. Ever since the Kaijo game two days ago, things have been a bit busy around the office. First of all, there was that interview that I would have participated in the next day after the game if a certain eccentric blonde model hadn't accidentally gave me a mild concussion, not to mention, there was the fact that we had miraculously won, leading the team and Coach to drag me to some sort of minor celebration at a steak house. Needless to say, I have been separated from this working desk for far too long, and I am incredibly behind on my work. "Right," I nodded to myself as I took out my phone and flipped to my notes. I better get writing, that giveaway was important!
CRASH! "BUT I DON'T WANT TO!"
"JUST GIVE THEM A DRAWING DAMMIT!"
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It was the 27th of the month, my giveaway deadline was in a week, and I had finally finished writing the storyline to that sequel book, now entitled: Trouble In Paradise. I should have got Rindou to draw Kise Ryouta on a stranded island as a gag cover for the book. Crocodile tears everywhere. It would sell. Now... I just needed to write the actual content of the book, it wouldn't take so long. Give or take, approximately two sleepless nights and three days of absences from school. I think Coach wouldn't mind that, I have been a pretty decent manager for the team so far. My teachers, they wouldn't notice. I'll just sneak into the staff lounge and change my attendance record another day, just like I did in Teiko. Now, on the other hand, how the hell am I going to get Ren and Joichirou together... The fan feedback page was overflowing with requests to fix the latest book.
My mind wandered as I found myself absentmindedly walking to the rooftop. "Oh, Kuroko!" A voice said. I turned to see Riko and Hyuuga there, together, on the rooftop... At lunch time. Yes, this could work... I just needed to blur out the other second years in the background, they were irrelevant.
"Domo," I greeted, bowing my head politely as my fingers typed. I have developed a skill of typing while looking upwards.
They leaned back against the floor, their eyes staring up at the clouds. It was nice, just the two of them. It was wonderful to spend time with the person you knew you were destined to be with.
"Why are all the senpais here?" I asked, to continue a conversation.
Koganei looked at Coach, "Hey, isn't Kuroko considered a first year too? So shouldn't we ask him to go fetch us some bread too?" With that, the second years proceeded to explain to me about some sort of special bread at Seirin. I looked down at the chaotic scene... So that was what was making all the noise below us... I hated to admit it, but Kagami looked as though he was throwing himself into a wave of Fujoshi fangirls fighting for the last copy of a R-18 visual novel by a collection of BL Magazine's greatest graphic artists. That wasn't a sea of people fighting for bread, it was a warzone of lust (but for bread). Well, that's what it looked like to me at least. I should know, I saw a very similar scene when Rindou had done exact same thing... And that idiot actually got the last limited edition book.
"Hey Kuroko, you weren't here either for that time we all declared something as well." I took this as my que to leave, as I immediately backed out of the rooftop. I was not going to declare something, and risk nudity. "Where did he go?"
It was true. I had been absent that day, I had slept in at Matsuki's office writing the first instalment of Please Teach Me More, but it didn't mean I didn't hear what had happened from other students. In a honesty, I've saved that scene for whenever the time came for a serious love confession/suicide. When I'll ever use it, I don't know. It'll just come to me when I need to use it, but for now, it remains as a little note on my desk board. Everyone still seemed to be trying incredibly hard to get the bread, well... I might as well contribute something.
Looking down at my palms, I stared at the two breads in hand. That was relatively easy. "We're doomed!" I coughed, catching the first year basketball club members attention.
"I got the bread."
"You're our saviour, Kuroko!" They exclaimed. I would like to hear them tell me that when they find out that I've been writing books about them... Then again, I haven't actually published any works with them in it... They've always been side characters. "Why do I feel like I'm being judged..." Whimpered Furihata.
"Yeah, it feels as though someone's eyes are burning through our very souls."
"I hope they're judging us kindly..." Added Fukada.
I mused, my phone resting against my chin as I scrutinised them under my gaze. It wasn't that the freshmen trio were that bad as material... It's just that... There was three of them, what did the universe expect me to do? Make it a love triangle? A three way love line? I've done it before, but I had more colourful characters to work with then. It would be hard since I couldn't envision it happening. Besides, according to my notes, one of them wants a girlfriend... instant repulsion in the eyes of fans. "Kagami, let me help you!" Said one of them, they swung their arm around Kagami's shoulder.
'Yes!' He internally screamed as he wrapped his arm around his idol, helping him move up the staircase. It was a dream come true, finally being able to help off the court.
My teal eyes ran over the lines I had just typed over and over again, I looked back up at the four of them in front of me. "It's a start." I sighed, snapping my phone shut. I don't know how Matsuki was expecting me to type out books at the rate I had in Teiko... The inspiration was slow... We arrived back at the rooftop, my thoughts were interrupted when Izuki tossed me one bread. I picked it up before looking at him, I could have sworn nobody should have noticed I was here... Unless, my eyes met his. 'Can he actually see me?' I didn't say anything, unpacking the bread.
Riko smiled at me, "Take the first bite, Kuroko, you deserve it since you got the bread after all." She told me. Everyone seemed to have their eyes focused on me now, there was no escaping it as I took my first bite. This was... Euphoric... It tasted amazing, like the feeling of money flowing into my bank accounts after a mass publication of a one-shot novel. It's like that time Evening Midnight Tryst secured a manga serialisation... what a rich man's world.
"Holy crap, he's glowing."
Alright that's enough, I recomposed myself and passed the bread on. I watched as everyone else took a bite from the bread... Indirect mass kissing? Was that a thing now? "Here," Jiochirou looked away so that he didn't meet Ren's eyes as he held out the bread for him to take. Ren smirked, his fingers brushing intentionally over Jiochirou's fingers, creasing them before he took the bread, making sure to take a large bite before passing it on.
"Captain, you okay? Your face is red."
"I'm fine!"
I softly shook my head, Matsuki was right... All this BL writing was turning me into a Fudanshi... "Eh, you're not going to eat some, Kagami?" All eyes stared to look at the red head teen, a large sandwich of his own in his palms. Whenever I looked at him, I felt his potential, as the main lead of a future book series... But I hadn't found the right person to pair him up with...
Kagami flinched as he noticed my narrowed gaze staring at him intently, "You look creepy, Kuroko."
"What do you mean, I always look this way." I deadpanned in response, waving his comment away as I continued to dissect his whole existence apart. Tall muscular hero with a love of food... But clearly an idiot with a narrow minded focus...
"I feel like you're judging me."
"Anyone would judge you, Kagami-San, look at the amount of food you're consuming." I told him. Similar to Aomine's character, except he didn't have someone like Momoi to balance him out... Maybe I should investigate a bit more...
"What's that supposed to mean?" Retaliated Kagami, his red eyes burned holes into my head but I took no notice. "You're just our manager, you don't actually play in real games. You don't know it but all this food is energy for the next game."
My fingers typed down a few notes, "And as your manager, maybe I should start managing your diet as well." That seemed to shut him up.
Izuki laughed, "Kagami and Kuroko seem to be getting along really well," he noted. "Watching you guys play on the court was like watching a super hero and his sidekick," he told us. "Like a shadow and his light." Shadow. Light... Superheroes. There was something stirring inside my mind, my fingers were twitching to type. Ideas were exploding in my head.
They were surrounded. The vampires inched closer and closer to them, cornering them in. He felt a sense of urgency, "Stay close to me." Order Tadase, he unsheathed his silver sword. "I don't want you to get hurt."
There was a scream, Tadase's head snapped around to see three vampires disintegrating before his very eyes. His lips tugged upwards into a smirk. "Don't worry about me, Tadase-kun," replied Nanao, his palm glowing a bright blue light. "I would worry more about yourself."
Tadase chuckled, moving in to attack. "You never cease to amaze me."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you shine as your shadow." Stated Nanao, both palms glowing now as he lunged forward on his side. "And you as my light."
If he had turned around, he would have noticed the light red blush that dusted Tadase's cheeks. 'There he goes again, saying those things that make my heart flutter.'
"Wow," mused Rindou, looking over the draft. "You're actually inserting yourself in a story for once." My head nodded as I finished up the final scenes of the new instalment. "So I'm guessing you already planned your ending for The Shadow*?"
The Shadow, not my first fantasy book, but my first vampire book. I've always tried to stay away from the Twilight scene for a while, but it was just too tempting not to write a vampire slaying series about two partners and their adventures, and as they get closer, they're hearts grow stronger for each other in their sad despotic world. "Yeah, I'm killing myself off in the final chapter." Yeah, I liked to tease my fans.
"That's cruel, Tetsuya." Sighed Rindou. "Your fans will hate you."
I simply looked back at her, my eyes twinkling lightly. "Don't worry, last line will leave them hanging." Rindou scrolled down on my laptop to the final line of the book.
The end?
What a classic Sherlock ending. I'm sure that they won't hate me, not too badly at least.
*LIMA: it's like LINE or WhatsApp.
*The Shadow: This story has no relation to my other published story. Just using the name again.
Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter! As always review! AND IM SO GLAD TO KNOW THAT SO MANY PEOPLE LOVE THIS STORY, AND FINALLY! PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND MY PAIN WHEN IT COMES TO THE KUROSHITSUJI UPDATE! See you next week!