Disclaimer: Digimon? Not mine. No sue.

Notes: Deciding there are not enough Kouichi or KouKou stories, I am making my own. Come on, people! More Kouichi and KouKou!


They had started as enemies. Then grew into a very awkward friendship. And somehow, they just completely skipped being brothers.

Kouichi had heard stories about friends falling in love with each other. Which wasn't so strange because it did seem like a natural progression. You had to get to know each other. Kouichi had assumed that was how he and Kouji would become real brothers. They'd get to know each other before slipping into a brotherly relationship.

Of course, it hadn't been easy. Kouji was guarded and seemed uncomfortable a lot. He really was not the person he pretended to be. The one full of confidence and snappy words. No, he had had a wall that wouldn't be torn down. Even for his twin. Kouichi hadn't been sure how to tackle the wall and after months of trying, it had finally come down. Brick by brick. At the sacrifice of embarrassment and silences that shouldn't have been there.

Having a friend like Kouji had been amazing. He understood. He accepted. He never judged. Kouichi gave it all back. They told things to the other they could never tell anybody else.

Then, at thirteen, they had kissed. Not a complete kiss because their noses had bumped when Kouji had suddenly jumped forward. But their lips had brushed so it was a kiss.

"I don't like calling you Kouichi-niisan."

"What?"

"You're not my brother. I mean, you are my brother. You're my twin. But you're more than just that and…" He had stopped talking, his face red. Kouichi had figured out then that they could never be brothers. It had been too late for them. It seemed unfair. Maybe if they hadn't been separated, many things could have been avoided. Maybe they wouldn't have been enemies. Maybe they would have been the brothers they should have been. Things were different from what they should have been.

Kouichi knew that if the circumstances had been different, they wouldn't have fallen for each other. But they had.

With a nod and an actual kiss, Kouichi replied, "You're right. We're not brothers. I don't want to be Kouichi-niisan anymore. Call me Kouichi. Please."

Even if they were young and they didn't have as much wisdom as adults did, they understood what those words were implying.

"This isn't good, is it?" Kouji asked, grabbing Kouichi's hand with his. "This is pretty much one of the worst things we can do, huh?"

Kouichi squeezed the hand and smiled. "Yeah, it's probably bad. But I can't lose what we have made. I don't want to lose it."

"Me neither."

The kiss they shared that time was different. Not in the way they did it. It was still a small kiss. But it held another meaning.

This time, it was a seal.

They could never be brothers but they would try to be everything else. It was the most they could do.