Disclaimer: I don't own Ore no Imouto ga Konna ni Kawaii wake ga nai. Nor do I own any of the crossover characters that might pop up in this story. The only thing I do own, is the changes that I had made to the plot (which is this story).

This is a new story that I came up with that was inspired by 'My Life Can't Lost Its Normality!' by KSLCross. So don't be surprised if there are some similarities. Aside from that, I will be taking aspects from the light novel Hidan no Aria, To Aru Majutsu no Index and the Ore no Imouto ga Konna ni Kawaii wake ga nai Visual Novel.

As I've stated with the above disclaimer, there might be crossover characters. These characters, will take the place of most Original Characters that I would place in the story. I'm doing this since I'm lazy on stating the physical description of each and every new character. But like I said, most. So don't be surprised if an Original Character does show up.

Now on to the story!

*Ring, Ring!*

An annoying ringing pierced the quiet environment of a certain sleeping boy.

Around the only bed located in the room, lay bandages, disinfectant, surgical scissors and various other items that are commonly found in a first-aid kit. By the look of things, it seemed to have been recently used.

On the desk, there was a cellphone that was currently showing a message that read:

'Thanks for the great work! You've got the next few days as break unless an emergency comes up!'

Eventually, a gloved hand, that had bandages from the wrist and seemingly extending towards the person's shoulder, poked out of the blanket and slammed down at the alarm clock by the bed side, shutting it off instantly.

After a moment, the blanket was kicked off revealing a young male with black hair and somewhat tired looking eyes. He was only wearing his pants as his chest was open for all to see which revealed that he also had a heavily bandaged chest.

The young male yawned as if his apparent injuries was nothing but a daily occurrence, which in hindsight, probably was.

The young male stood up and stretched his stiff limbs before packing the mess that lay by his bed side.

As he packed the remnants of his first aid kit, a knock alerted him to the presence of his mother.

"Kyousuke! Hurry up and have your breakfast or you'll be late!"

He didn't need to guess who would wake him up even if he didn't recognize the voice.

It's not that he was an only child nor did he only have a mother as a parent. He had a sister and a father after all. His father didn't look like the kind of person to wake him up every morning (he was a rather large man and looked like a stern policeman – which apparently is his job since he was head of the police in their area), and his sister apparently hated him.

"Yeah, I'll be down once I'm done getting ready!"

Kyousuke gave a sigh of relief as he felt the presence leave.

Putting on his school uniform and a jacket to hide the bandages that was wrapped on his right arm, he hid his first aid kit and his tattered clothing that he wore yesterday, and went down the stairs.

It would have been surprising to an outside observer how Kyousuke went about his morning as casual as possible. It would even seem like he didn't have injuries at all. But the fact is, he still has.

Some might think he has a high pain tolerance.

Which is undoubtedly true.

But the question remains: how did he get such a high pain tolerance?

"Kyousuke." Came the voice of his father as he made to place his finished plate to the sink, "When did you come back last night?"

If this conversation had happened a year ago, Kyousuke would have froze and have given himself away to his father.

"A little before midnight." Kyousuke replied calmly.

His father stared hard at his back to which he all took in stride.

"Don't stay outside too late." His father said once he was finally satisfied and went back to reading his newspaper.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

School had been rather torturous.

For some reason, every single subject that he took during the day was all somehow related to people and their little sister. Often, those historic people or even present day people had good relations with their younger sisters. It was like life was mocking him for having a bad relationship with his little sister.

Something that, to say the least, he was envious off.

He never knew what made his sister drift away from him. As far as he could remember, his sister was the one that started to drift from him. During those days, he would often make a statement that would piss her off. He didn't know how to reply to that except get angry with her. He would often wonder if there was something missing or if he was doing something wrong, but whenever he did, he could never remember.

Despite this, he was quite peeved with his sister. She was an overachieving kind. High grades, athletic and had a great look that she even began modeling with her friends. It was due to this that his parents doted on her.

Oh, he could do better in school but he was far too busy putting his mind into his work. It was a matter of life and death after all.

When he had been questioned by his father this morning, it was the first time in ages that they took notice of what he did – thankfully, they were ignorant enough that they didn't question why he wore a jacket during the summer season. They usually ignored whatever he did which also allowed him a great amount of freedom.

Sighing, he silently berated himself for those kinds of thoughts. He should be grateful that they were ignoring him since it allowed him to do his job with little chance of it being found out by his family.

"Kyou-chan!" His childhood friend walked over to him as class finally ended.

He usually likened his childhood friend to a grandmother that had been changed to be of his age, but lately he had become more appreciative of her understanding nature that he felt it would be insulting to compare her like that. She was more of a Yamato Nadeshiko now that he thought about it. In a sense, he was protective of her but not in the romantic kind (at least, that's what he thinks so). In his eyes, nobody is worthy for her.

"You got a new set of gloves, Kyou-chan?" His childhood friend observed, "Didn't you change it a week ago?"

Kyousuke, ever since the second to the last year of middle school, had always been wearing gloves. Not even his own family knew of the reason why he started wearing it, and even his own childhood friend didn't know of the reason. But she took it in stride and accepted whatever the true reason he kept wearing such gloves.

"Yeah, the last set didn't last long. It may have been a defective product." Kyousuke replied once he finished packing his things into his bag.

To be truthful, not even Kyousuke knew why he started wearing gloves. Whenever he went out in public without one, he always had the urge to clean his hands and it always became more prevalent when he was in the presence of his family and his childhood friend. It had gotten so bad, that he always wore gloves when in his normal everyday life.

"Ready to go, Manami?"

His childhood friend smiled and followed him on the way out of the school.

In a way, Kyousuke envied the life that Manami had. As he stated before, if there was a contest on who is the most normal, then Manami would win it hands down.

Normality is something he yearns for, but he knew that it was an impossibility for a person like him.

He didn't regret it though.

It was his choice in the first place. Even if presented with the same choice once again, he would have, without hesitation, chosen this life again.

The only thing he could really bask in, is the normality of life outside of the things that he constantly finds himself in. This normal everyday life is his escape from the harsh reality, and his reprieve.

It was for that reason he wouldn't regret; Only looking forward.

"You look pretty stiff Kyou-chan, are you okay?"

As expected from his childhood friend.

"Just a lot of stress recently."

Eventually they came to a crossroad.

"See you tomorrow, Kyou-chan!"

"Yeah, see you."

Kyousuke opened the front door of his house.

If it were at any time during the day (except the times he went out for one of those jobs), he would have said 'I'm home' to announce his presence to everyone in the house. At this time however, no one would reply even if he did say it.

His father was still at work and his mother was probably out to do some errands. His sister however, was probably home judging by the shoes at the door.

While there was someone that was indeed home, he doubted his sister would take notice of his presence anyway.

He first dropped of his stuff by his room before heading to the kitchen to get a drink.

As he entered the kitchen, he noticed his sister was on the phone.

While many would call her cute, beautiful even, he would never really admit it – since her attitude towards him completely ruined it. Which was why he usually ignored her, to which she would do the same.

Stopping for a moment, he looked at her and attempted to start a conversation of some kind.

"I'm home."

While he was pretty sure he would never be able to restore the kind of relationship they had on their youth, he always hoped he'd be able to close the gap between it somehow.

Kirino, his sister, merely glanced at him with a blank look before returning to her phone conversation.

He sighed.

At least he tried, right?

Walking over to the fridge, he picked up a carton of iced tea and poured himself a glass.

It wasn't anything special, but it was certainly better than drinking just water.

Placing the glass by the sink, he headed towards his room once again. With what he went through last night, he wanted a good long rest.

As he walked up the stairs, he remembered that he hadn't placed the carton of iced tea back into the fridge.

Those kinds of drinks already have a short expiration date, and by not placing it back he would be certainly wasting a good drink.

"Troublesome..."

Spinning on his heels, he headed down the stars towards the kitchen.

At the same time however, the door had opened as Kirino stepped out with her purse.

Under any normal circumstances, Kyousuke would have been able to avoid the incoming impact, but with the way his body had been and how he had been resisting the urge to wince or at least to show he was injured had taken a toll in how his body reacted.

The end result being, that he accidentally collided with his sister making her drop the contents of her purse on the floor, and her landing on her bum. Thankfully, he still had enough reflex to prevent himself from doing the same.

"Sorry."

Kyousuke mouthed out, but Kirino seemed to be more focus on picking up her things.

Seeing that it was partially his fault, he decided to help her out.

His hand however was coldly slapped away, despite his good intentions.

"Don't touch it!"

Such a cold action would normally cause an appropriate reaction. Kyousuke however, only narrowed his eyes and stood quiet.

As soon as she left, Kyousuke noticed something underneath the shoe rack.

Picking it up, it seemed to be an anime DVD case.

"Stardust Witch Meruru?"

He had heard of the ongoing anime from one of his coworkers... but how did it end up here? It was forbidden for coworkers to enter or be in the vicinity of another worker's home unless they had stated it to the worker that lived there beforehand. So, as far as he knew, that coworker of his wouldn't have been able to step into his home (and even if they did infiltrate, he would have known).

Before he could think more on the subject, he heard footsteps approaching the door.

Thinking quickly, he jumped up the stairs and managed to reach the second floor in two bounds.

"I'm home!"

It was his mother.

"Welcome home, mother."

Kyousuke replied from the stairs before heading towards his room.

He gave a sigh of relief and took of his jacket before sitting down on his bed to figure out how the DVD case ended up in his home.

The possibility of it being a coworker was already crossed out. So that only left his family members.

For a moment he thought about who in his family could possibly own it. But judging by his limited knowledge of his family, none of them seemed to fit.

Opening the case, instead of finding a DVD of Stardust Witch Meruru, it was a DVD of an R-18 Limited Edition of 'Make Love with Little Sister!'. It was an eroge, no doubt.

Momentarily his brain halted all functions.

"Stardust...Little Sister... Witch... Make Love with... Meruru... R-18..."

A chuckle escaped from his throat before it became louder and louder, until it reached a large throaty laugh that wouldn't be out of place from his line of work.

As soon as he got himself under control and assured his mother that he was fine (without opening the door of course), he finally analyzed the situation before him.

He could just picture the reaction of his family (with his limited knowledge) once they find out about the existence of the DVD case currently under his possession.

"Kyousuke, isn't the dirty magazines under your bed not enough?" - His mother

"You're kidding me. That's seriously gross." - His sister.

"Die." - His father.

It was of no question what would happen if this was found under his possession.

The hair behind his neck prickled and sounds of footsteps approaching his door entered his ear.

Quickly hiding the DVD case under his blanket and placing on his jacket, the door opened as his mother came in.

"Kyousuke, are you study- Are you going somewhere?" His mother noted as it Kyousuke was caught on putting on his jacket on (which thankfully, his bandaged arm was already hidden).

"Ah, no I was just..." Kyousuke looked around his room before noticing a ball of yarn under his bed. He kicked it out into the open, "I was just testing if my modification on this jacket is alright!"

His mother gave him a once over, "I didn't know you were good at sewing."

"Eh, he, he... It's something you pick up when you're obsessed with gloves like I am." Kyousuke answered a bit nervously.

"Well, okay then. Just make sure you study, okay?" His mother soon left the room.

Kyousuke removed his jacket and placed the yarn ball under the bed.

He would have locked the door if it wouldn't seem so suspicious. Last night he had to lock it since he would probably knocked out in the following morning that might result in himself being discovered.

Kyousuke took out the DVD case from his blanket.

He would definitely find out who owned this!

Author's Notes:

This will be updated irregularly. I'm not even sure if this will actually be finished since I started this on a whim. As it stands, my other story 'Infinite Stratos: Sacred World' takes priority over this one.

In the future, if there's any crossover character that will pop up in the story, it will be placed down here where I will state where the character comes from.

Pairings are also undecided (but will never be Yaoi/Slash or Yuri).

Place a review and tell me what you think.