Title: Misleading Conversations
Chapter title: A Brothers' Quarrel
Rating: T+
Summary: "Koji, that hurts…!" "Shh. It won't in a minute." Takuya stopped cold. Had he just heard what he thought he'd heard…? XD I had WAY too much fun with this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. If I did, you'd know it. ;P Trust me. You'd know.
"Koji, that hurts…!" the elder whimpered.
"Shh. It won't in a minute," the younger replied in a voice that sounded like it was meant to be soothing.
Another whimper followed.
Did I hear that right…? Takuya wondered, stopping outside the door and turning to give it a funny look, debating whether he really wanted to take the risk of knocking and asking what was going on, just to find out something he hadn't really wanted to know.
"Just stay still," Koji gently reprimanded a couple seconds later.
"But it hurts," Koichi protested again.
A frustrated sigh. "I know it does. Just let me— Koichi, I said, stay still!"
Takuya's face was rapidly turning red at the images the words provoked his mind to produce. As quickly as the images formed, though, he pushed them vigorously away. There was no way that could be happening. There had to be another explanation.
"Koji!" the elder then yelped.
"Damnit, Koichi! Get back here!"
Well, that nearly convinced the more twisted side of the brunette's mind that that indeed was going on in there. Oh my god! Are they really-? His face now quite an interesting shade of red, Takuya pressed his ear against the door. If there ever was a case of curiosity killing the cat, this might very well be it. But a small part of the former Warrior of Fire was still hoping that there might be another perfectly reasonable explanation for the conversation he was hearing. (But either way, this didn't look like it would end very well.)
"Let go…! Stop it! I told you, that hurts!"
"If you'd just sit still and stop whining—" The younger now sounded downright aggravated.
Takuya, poor Takuya, by this point was probably scarred for life on account of his own hormone-controlled and rather graphic, teenage mind. His face had turned a shade of brilliant red that would have put the Spirit of Fire himself to shame; hopes of any possible explanation different than the conclusion he'd first come to all but forgotten. Still, he could not believe that here he was, standing right outside the door, listening to it!
"Takuya, what are you doing?"
The brunette jerked violently, swinging to face the speaker, a blonde girl his age.
"You know eavesdropping isn't nice," Zoe continued disapprovingly, hands on her hips. But as she noticed Takuya's scarlet red blush and disturbed expression, she couldn't help but wonder what had happened to get him to react in such a way.
Takuya, put in the hot seat and thus feeling he should try to explain, opened his mouth but all that came out was a pathetic and dumb sounding "uhhh…"
"Koji! Get off!"
Both teenagers outside the door jumped as Koichi's voice filtered through the slab of wood again, sounding more annoyed than frantic or pleading, but neither teen noticed that detail.
"W-wah…?" Zoe's face began to turn pink as she fought off the hormone infused images her own mind began to produce.
"Stop fighting already!" The reply was almost a growl.
"Koji, I swear—" And then the words were muffled beyond recognition, followed a second later by an also muffled cry of pain.
Zoe's face was rapidly catching up to the brilliant shade Takuya's already was. "What are you two doing in there?" she screeched, throwing the door open without really thinking it through and startling Takuya, who hadn't even considered being so rash.
In that split second after the door was open and before their brains could process the scene in from of them, both teens' hearts leapt to their throats as they realized that they were not at all prepared to see what they thought lie beyond the door.
But what they saw was not the horrifying image their hormone riddled minds had concocted.
Koji did indeed have his elder twin pinned against the bed, hand clapped firmly over his mouth, but, contrary to previous suspicion, both twins were fully clothed. (Unless you want to count the fact that Koji had discarded his jacket… Yeah, didn't think so.) The other hand held a damp cloth that was pressed against the elder's right knee, conveniently bent towards the body it belonged to, foot resting on the edge of the bed. Both looked startled at the intrusion and also somewhat curious as to what exactly their female companion was asking.
It would have been a rather awkward position to find them in, though with the circumstances, whether it was less or more was debatable. Takuya and Zoe certainly couldn't have told you but, at the moment, the two teens were so disoriented they couldn't have told you which way was up, down, left, or right, and so proceeded to stand there with a cherry red, deer-in-the-headlights expression.
Koichi, seeing Koji was distracted, decided to take the opportunity to use his other leg to push his brother off of him. Said twin landed back on the floor with a soft thud, the other springing up and scooting away, cradling the offended knee closer to him. It was then the other two saw the damaged skin and dots of blood. Realization dimly began to dawn, but the gears still weren't clicking quite as they should.
"Um…what…?" Zoe began to ask, but found herself lost for words in her muddled state and fell silent again.
Koji let out a long sigh as he got to his feet again. "Koichi scrapped his knee and I was trying to clean it, but he's being difficult," the former Warrior of Light explained, pronouncing the last several syllables slowly, with a pointed glare at his twin. "What did you think we were doing?" he added on the end for curiosity's sake.
The blush had slowly begun to fade, but now flared up again as Takuya and Zoe quickly averted their eyes to the floor.
Koji growled softly as he exhaled. "Never mind, don't answer that," he grumbled and shifted his attention back to the elder, sitting on the bed. "Come on, Koichi."
Said twin shied away from the other.
Koji's eyebrow twitched. While he was perfectly willing to force his twin to bed so he could clean the blasted knee when they were alone, it was no longer an option he was willing to take in the presence of the others. And Koichi knew that. The younger's eyebrow twitched again. Whether he'd screamed purposely in the hopes of gaining at least one of their friends' attention or was simply using it to his advantage now that he had it, Koichi knew he had the upper hand – no, he knew he'd already won. And Koji knew that he'd lost, reluctant to admit it as he was.
"Fine!" the younger finally snapped and left the room in a huff, passing directing between the two still very disoriented teens.
A moment of silence passed between the three left in the room.
"But…you screamed…" Takuya argued meekly, still unable to shake himself of the images his brain had previously supplied him with as an explanation.
"Yeah? And you would have too," Koichi replied, still cradling his injured knee. "You try having a cut cleaned with that stuff. I'm telling you, it stings!"
Both Zoe and Takuya continued to stare at him for a moment longer, still trying to process the reality of the situation amidst the previous mental images they'd both been subjected to (Takuya more than Zoe). All of that…simply because Koji had been trying to doctor Koichi's injured knee…? Simultaneously, the two turned to each other and groaned, both realizing it would probably take therapy to rid them of the horrifying images that the twins' misleading conversation had resulted in.
XD And I really had WAY too much fun with this. The twins are mad at me but I can fix that later by working on that other story. Anyway, this story is the result of an overactive imagination provoked by a few select words from a reading that it then clung onto and would not stop bugging me until I finally put the book down and allowed my mind to wander wherever it wished. Well, I shouldn't say 'wherever,' I did set a few boundaries for the places I didn't want my mind to go; but since the twins are still very much a prominent presence in my mind, the insanity above is what resulted.
I'm leaving this story as 'in progress' for a few reasons: 1) I'm writing a version 2 of this from the twins' perspective, 2) I'm opening this to requests for misleading conversations you want me to write, and 3) I have another conversation I want to write. If you are so inclined to request, please provide the characters the conversation is between, who happens to overhear, what the conversation sounds like to them, and what the conversation actually is. Thank you and please review! ^^3