As promised, this is my new humor/crack-ish fic! It's not yet crack-ish (but later chapters will be), but hey, I find this a bit funny.

Unlike KnB Crackers, I haven't written out everything yet so I would have an irregular update for this.

For those who haven't read the preview in the last chapter of KnB Crackers, the basic concept of this fic is the married life of the KnB male cast with a fujoshi named 'Fujoshi'. Take note that all drabbles take place in alternate universes so don't be confused that Fujoshi is married to all the guys. There will be loads of hints of yaoi (this is a humor fic, not romance), sexual innuendos, and fangirl insanity.

Oh, and headaches. Lots and lots of headaches for the poor male characters that will be married off to my yaoi fangirl OC.

R & R.

Enjoy~!

Kuroko honestly loves his wife. He really does.

Why wouldn't he? She was kind, a bit shy, and gentle. Unless the term yaoi gets in the way, she's practically harmless. Unfortunately, it's a part of her everyday life. Because of yaoi, she turns into a hyperactive, vulgar, blunt woman. He likes to think that it was the devilish side behind that normal angelic nature of hers.

Even with her fixation for homosexual relationships, he still loves her. And Fujoshi loves him, too, though she has a nasty habit of pairing him up with his friends. I mean, come on, what woman would want her husband to have sex with someone else—not to mention they were male and they were his friends—behind her back?

Apparently, his wife does want him to do exactly that. Badly.

She even named their son Hinata, Sunflower, simply because she wanted him to be a beautiful sunflower defiled and deflowered by a guy.

(It was a horrible innuendo-filled pun. He mentally noted to make Fujoshi hang out less with Izuki-sempai. Her humor was worsening.)

Anyways, because he loves his wife very much, he makes sure that he's noticeable somehow—he had to wear silly hats and outfits because Fujoshi still has a hard time finding him—and it was a good thing that their three year-old son didn't have a naturally low presence like him. There was a possibility, though, because their son disappears from his wife's vision from time to time.

Kuroko didn't want his son to be neglected like him (his own parents rarely noticed him) and so, he didn't teach him how to use misdirection and exploit it. It wasn't until a certain incident that he was forced to do so.

His son, Hinata, had kissed the cheek of his male playmate earlier today. The problem wasn't with his son's actions. It was his wife.

"Kya~, yaoi!" Fujoshi squealed as she watched—no, not stalked—her son kiss his playmate on the check. "Yes, that's right, Hina-chan! Kiss him and show him your love!" Kuroko had already droned out the rest of her tirade.

…she just had to scream out her dirty fantasies in front of the pure, innocent children.

"Daddy?" Hinata approached his teal-haired father. He inherited his black hair from his mother and his icy blue eyes from his father. Franky speaking, he was a black-haired mini version of Kuroko.

The teal-haired man lowered his newspaper to look at the boy. "What is it, Hinata?"

"What's yaoi?" He tilts his head to the side cutely. If he were not the pokerfaced person that he was—or if he wasn't stunned because of his son's question—he would've squealed at the sight.

The deadpanned man froze in his seat. "Where did you hear that, Hinata-kun?"

"Mommy said that she wants me to continue her yaoi legatea…? Legashee?"

"Legacy."

"Un, that!" The little boy beamed. "And it would really make her happy if I do this with Yuki-kun!" He made a circle with his index finger and thumb then inserting his other index finger inside the circle repeatedly, unaware of his father's paling complexion. "Mommy also said that's how babies were made and I was the perfect wifey for Yuki-kun."

"…"

The black-haired boy blinked at his father. "And what's a wifey, too?"

He had to get his son away from his wife to preserve his son's innocence and his own sanity.

"Hinata-kun, you are not to do that with Yuki-kun." He had to warn Kagami that Yuki, his own son, was in danger— in danger of Fujoshi's fantasies. "And those are all adult stuff. I'll tell you when you're older."

"Aww…"

"Anyways, you like Basketball, right?"

"Yeah!"

"I'll teach you a nice magic trick— it's called misdirection. You should use it on Mommy sometimes."