Well, since I deleted the stories with lemons in it a year or so ago, I kept meaning to re-upload this. Really... I should have just edited that chapter because it was just one scene of one chapter. Anyway, hope you enjoy this.

(I am going to keep the original authors notes except the last couple chapters where it says "Sorry it took so long")

Introduction To Izzy

Okay, so this is my failed Nano. Though I didn't make it to the goal, I still think this is an amazing story, and I think I will just keep updating every couple of days, and by the time I get to updating past what I have, I should be done with it!

Disclamer: I don't own digimon!

Note about this chapter: There is the mention of a suicide... but... you'll find out next chapter, things arn't quite what they seem. I hate to spoil that, but I just wanted to explain why there wasn't a warning.

Chapter 1: Introduction to Izzy

The car drove through the busy streets of Tokyo. It had started out being a very nice day, and a man was taking his wife and newborn son to get some some shopping. A young married couple was out on the town with their brand new baby boy. They were having such a wonderful day out.

Besides being young, in love, with a new child, and in love, they were also celebrating. The man, Toya Izumi, had just been given a promotion, for a new section of their business, to try and help people.

"It's such a beautiful day!" The woman had said earlier. The man smiled. "Everyday in my life is beautiful as long as I have you and Izzy. And thanks to the development I made with the company, the would will be a better place by the time he is an adult.

The woman smiled at the compliment, as they drove off to to the store. They went and bought a few items of clothes for each other and then they took Izzy over to the toy's.

"Honey?" The woman said questioningly. "He's a newborn, He's way too young for toys."

He smiled nodding. "I know, I agree. But I just think this is a cute little thing." He said as he held out a small stuffed animal of a cat.

She blinked. "He's too young to have that."

"I know, but if we keep it, when he's older, wouldn't it be so cool to say, 'Hey Izzy, we bought that when you were just a few days old!'"

His wife smiled. "That actually does sound pretty cool, let's do it!" And so they bought it for him.

When they got back outside, they noticed dark clouds coming. "I thought it was supposed to stay clear all day today?"

He shrugged. "Oh well. It's time to go home anyway."

It seemed as they were driving right into the storm. Rain was falling, lightning was flashing, they had to get home.

But they never made it.

A car swerved in front of them, and because of the rain, he couldn't break fast enough. The car crashed pretty bad, and the couple was killed on impact. The baby however, was just fine. The hospital looked up relatives to see if anyone wanted to adopt him. It was the next day before they went to find them, and they hoped that they would in fact want to take care of him. If not, he would have to be given to a foster home. They finally found their closest living relatives, Masami and Yoshie Izumi, a cousin of the baby's father. So they took the baby to their house and knocked on the door. Masami came to the door.

"Yes?"

The police officer took his hat off. "I'm sorry to tell you but... your cousin and his wife are dead. They were hit by a car."

Masami wasn't that close with his cousin, but he was still upset. His cousin was the only family he had. Yet he wondered why the officer was there, he was sure that it wasn't the police's job to notify family. He swallowed the lump he had growing in his throat and spoke as calmly as he could.

"Th-Thank you for telling me." He said, trying not to be too emotional. The police officer nodded, and continued. "There's something else." The officer said, "I'm sure you are aware they just had a baby?"

Masami blinked. He knew that his cousin wasn't that close with him, they had too many differences in opinion, but he couldn't believe he never told him he was having a baby. But then he realized he couldn't talk, he hadn't told him about his wife being pregnant, or...

"No, he didn't tell me that. Is the baby okay?"

The officer smiled. "I don't know how, but yes, he's perfectly fine. But, since his parents are dead... you are the only family he has left, so, I need to ask, would you have any interest in adopting him? If not, he will go to foster care."

He thought about it. "Could you give me a little time? I need to talk this over with my wife."

He nodded. "Sure. Just let us know. In the mean time, would you like to take him? If not, he would just have to stay in a hospital crib until you decide."

Masami shook his head. "No, I'll take him now. That way I'll know he'll be safe."

The officer nodded and offered him a card with a number on it where they could reach him, and they brought in the bags of things bought in the store that day, and the baby's bag of food and diapers.

As the officer was about to leave, Masami called out to him.

"Sir? What is the baby's name?"

"Koushiro." he said, "But it said on his birth certificate they planned on calling him 'Izzy.'"

With that the officer left, and Masami waited for his wife to get home. He looked at the baby and smiled. "Hi Izzy. I'm your uncle. Well... I might end up being your dad... but for now I'm your uncle." Big black eyes looked up at him studying.

Masami started looking through the stuff that was bought in the store. He saw some clothes for Izzy, and some clothes that must have been meant for his cousin and his wife. Then he saw it. A tiny stuffed animal cat. He smiled at it. "One day, when he hears this story, he will know the last thing you did was buy him something to give him comfort."

When his wife came home she had mixed emotions about weather or not to take the baby.

"I mean... the doctor said I can't have any kids... so this could be a good chance... but... after losing our baby... I just don't know if I'm ready."

The man hugged his wife. "I understand. I feel the same way, but who knows if we will ever get a chance like this again. And this time, he may not be ours, be he IS family. I say we take him."

His wife nodded. "I know you're right. We'll love him like he is our own."

And so the they decided to adopt the boy.

8 years later...

On a cold night, Izzy had a scary dream. It was so scary it caused him to wake up in the middle of the night. He awoke cuddling the stuffed animal cat his real parent's had bought him. He didn't know why, but he never wanted to be very far from that cat. He was pretty shook up from the dream, so he went to go find his parents. They were sitting in the living room, talking. He was just about to speak, when he heard his name. He decided to listen in.

"When do you think we should tell him?" Yoshie asked.

"I think he's still too young. He needs a few more years."

"But what if he finds out from someone else? Wouldn't he hate us for keeping it a secret?"

Masami smiled. "No one else knows, though. No one would be able to tell him he was adopted."

Izzy's eyes went wide in shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Adopted? Him? He stepped back slowly, until finally deciding to retreat to his room. He laid in bed crying and cuddling the stuffed cat because of what he had heard.

After a while, his parents heard the crying, and they came in to see him.

"What's wrong, honey?" Yoshie asked.

Izzy stared at her not knowing what to say. This person may not have been his mother, but she obviously loved him, and he loved her. He couldn't bring himself to say anything about what he had heard.

"I-I... Had a bad dream." He said, even though by now, the bad dream was a distant memory. The bad dream was now knowing he had been lied to, a concept he didn't like much.

After that night, Izzy spent a lot more time on the family computer than he had before. He would spend endless hours studying things about the computer, how it worked, and how to fix things, and that's how he spent the next couple of years. He spent so much time working on it, that they got him his own laptop for Christmas when he was 10.

His schoolwork never suffered because of his computer obsession. If anything, it helped. He always got straight A's. The only thing that suffered, was his social life. Finding out his parent's had been lying to him had made him more reserved, and at recess, instead of playing, he would read a book. Later in the year, a kid joined the school, in his grade, named Willis. He and Willis became fast friends, bonding over their computer knowledge. It was good having a friend for once, someone who he could talk to about computers, and things like that.

When he turned 11, his parents finally decided to tell him about his parents.

"I already know." He said. His parent's were shocked. Izzy continued to tell the story of how he had gotten up that night and heard what they were talking about.

Yoshie hugged him. "I'm so sorry. I hope you don't hate us."

Izzy shook his head. "I know now, you just wanted to protect me. At the time I was really upset, but I understand now."

Yoshie nodded. Then they told them the story of the car crash, the baby they had lost, and the stuffed cat. Izzy touched the stuffed cat that sat right beside him.

"My real parent's got me this then?"

They nodded. We've always found it funny, how through all the toys you had when you were little, that is the one you stuck with. It's almost like somehow you knew."

Izzy stared at the stuffed animal. "I think from now on I'm going to call this cat Felix."

His parents looked at him in confusion. "What kind of a name is Felix?"

"Felix is Latin for 'The Lucky One'. I figure I was lucky for surviving that crash, and for getting such wonderful parent's to watch over me."

They hugged, and they all knew everything would be fine between them.

When Izzy turned 13, they decided to trust him to stay home alone by himself. His parent's had left to go have dinner, and he sat on his couch just flipping through the channels, when he came across a porno. He had never seen porn before, nor did he want to. He thought the idea of porn was completely gross. Yet he couldn't help looking at the woman on the screen, for just a moment.

"I don't get it..." he said out loud. "I thought this was supposed to attract men, and that I should be tempted to watch... but I'm not."

He quickly changed the channel wondering why he wasn't at all interested in the image of a naked woman. He brushed it off as thinking maybe he was just too young, and didn't think about it again.

A year passed. It was fall and it came time for a school dance. Izzy wasn't one for social events, but Willis begged him to go. So he reluctantly gave in.

The dance was actually kind of decent. Izzy had some fun, dancing by himself, but suddenly he realized he hadn't seen Willis in a while. He looked all around until he found him in a corner, crying.

Izzy ran up to him. "What's wrong, Willis?" Izzy asked.

"No one will dance with me!" Izzy sighed seeing his best friend like this. Then suddenly, for a split second, Izzy had the strangest feeling. He wanted nothing more than to take Willis in his arms and say, "I'll dance with you." But before he did it, he realized how stupid it was, and didn't go through with it. But then he started wondering why he had that thought in the first place. He was suddenly reminded of the night when he saw the porno, that he wanted nothing to do with. He suddenly wondered to himself... 'Am I gay?'

Soon he turned 15, and he started to notice things about guys. While girls... they were just not the slightest bit interesting to him. He was starting to have a crush on Willis. He hated to admit that, and he knew there was no way Willis could feel the same way, but he couldn't help it. It was the way he felt. Things went on like that for almost two years.

Late in the school year, of Izzy and Willis' 10TH grade year, Willis made a big mistake.

In the cafeteria at lunch, Willis looked over at Izzy. "Hey um... can we talk about something after school?"

Izzy nodded. "Of course we can, any time, any where, but why not now?"

"I want to wait till we're alone. It's private and It's really importiant."

Unfortunately, someone had been walking by, and heard this. The guy decided to make fun of him.

"Oooh, want to talk when you're alone do you? Sounds like some faggot wants to confess his love."

"SHUT UP!" Izzy said, slamming his hands on the table. "That's NOT what this is about. GROW UP."

Izzy noticed Willis look down, and couldn't help wonder if that really was what was going on. He was sure he was having some sort of feelings for Willis, but he wasn't prepared to do anything about it quite yet. It would take some time to think about everything.

The kid left, and Izzy put his hand on Willis' shoulder. "It will be okay." he said with a wink and a smile. Willis half-smiled back, unsure of what to say.

"We'll still meet." Izzy said.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

And so the school day dragged on slowly, but finally the time came for their meeting. They sat on a bench in front of some woods. Willis stared nervously, wondering how to phrase this.

"Izzy, I um... I don't think I'm attracted to girls."

Izzy sighed, knowing it was time to come clean as well. "I don't think I do either."

"You mean...?"

Izzy nodded. "Yeah, I think I'm gay."

Willis smiled. "I know I am."

Izzy smiled. "Wow. It feels great to be able to tell someone."

Izzy knew what Willis was going to say next, and Izzy didn't know how to respond.

"Izzy, I think... I want to go out with you."

"Willis I..." He sighed. "I-"

Before Izzy had a chance to finish, there were voices behind them.

"FAGGOTS!"

They jumped up and turned around, to see a bunch of guys from school.

"We're here to beat the fagness out of you!"

"We don't want fags in our school!"

"Damn cocksuckers, you're going to hell! And we're sending you there!"

Izzy and Willis ran. They were both surprised they made it away from them, since they were both not athletes at all, but they figured it was the fight or flight thing.

After they were far enough away, Izzy looked at Willis.

"I'm sorry."

Willis was just looking down, crying.

"It's always going to be like this, isn't it? Running from people who object to the people we love, even though we cant help it?"

"Not always, I'm sure it gets better."

Willis shook his head. "I see it all the time on the news, gays dying from hate crimes, and things like that. I don't want to go through it."

Izzy put his hand on Willis shoulder. "We'll get through it together."

"You mean...?" Willis asked hopeful. Izzy shook his head. "Willis, you've been hands down the best friend I've ever had, and I do have feelings for you, but... I'm not sure what they mean yet. We're still young after all."

"I understand." He said looking down. "I better get home."

"Wait!" Izzy said. Willis turned back around. "I want you to understand, this isn't a nice way of saying no, this genuinely is, not yet."

Willis nodded and with that he left.

And with that, he was gone, before he could say another word.

The days that followed were brutal. They both got made fun of repeatedly. Izzy didn't seem nearly as effect as Willis did, but Izzy hated seeing his best friend like that. He tried to comfort him as best as he could, but nothing worked.

One day, Izzy went to the restroom in found Willis shaking on the floor, beaten pretty bad. He got the nurse, and his parents came and got him. On his way out, Willis looked at Izzy and smiled a little and said, "Thank you for everything. You've been a great friend."

Izzy smiled, though he was a little confused. "You're the best friend I've ever had, but Willis, your not dying, your going to be fine!" But then he was wheeled away.

The next day at school, Willis was absent. Izzy couldn't believe it, he never missed any days. He hoped he was okay.

After lunch, Izzy was called into the principal's office. Inside were Izzy's parents. Izzy was scared.

"Mom? Dad? What's going on?"

His mom hugged him tightly. "I'm so sorry honey."

Izzy started crying, he wasn't sure why, but he knew something big had happened.

"Izzy... Willis... is dead."

Izzy's eyes went wide in shock, and now he was bawling like a baby.

"What happened?"

"You need to sit down first."

Izzy sat, still clinging to his mom. "What happened Mom?"

"He... committed suicide."

Izzy jumped up in horror. "WHAT? WHY?"

And then he realized. It was because of the bullying. There was nothing more he could do than cry.

When he got home, they all sat down on the couch, and looked at Izzy.

"There's something else Izzy."

Izzy looked scared wondering what else it could possibly be. His dad handed him a letter. It was sealed, and it said "To my best friend, Izzy."

Izzy sobbed as he read the letter.

"Dear Izzy,

I know you will be blaming yourself for this, but don't. I just decided I didn't want to live in a world with so much hate, just over love. I did love you, but even if you would have returned my love, I don't think I could have ever faced my classmates again... and... I told my parent's tonight. They said they wouldn't accept me, and that I was going to burn in hell, and that I was a loser fag. I thought parent's were supposed to love their children no matter what? I'm sorry. Thank you for being my friend. I hope life goes well for you. I'm sorry. I just can't do this anymore. But never forget me, and we'll see us soon.

Willis."

Izzy cried for a long long time. When he finally stopped he decided it was time.

"Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you."

"We know."

Izzy blinked.

"We know you're gay. We could tell. It's fine."

Izzy couldn't believe he was accepted that easily. He would be jumping for joy if not for Willis. Izzy showed them the letter.

"He did it because he thought no one cared but me, and I wasn't enough. I mean... I know enough about God to know, even IF being gay is a sin, God would want us to be helped by fellow man, not be made fun of and tormented, and certainly not this. There needs to be some sort of tolerance."

They both nodded. "Just know you can come to us for anything." Yoshie said.

Izzy smiled. "I am very lucky to have parent's that are so understanding. But not everyone has them. Some parent's disown their children completely, and make them move out, and feel unloved. We need to spread the message that even if you don't agree completely, you need to still love everyone!"

Luckily for Izzy, it was close to the end of the school year. He didn't want to put up with his classmates bullshit. Some of them even said that Willis did the right thing, and that's what all fags should do. Izzy clenched his fists, but knew it was pointless to argue with these narrow minded idiots.

It was hard to celebrate his 17TH birthday without his best friend. It made him sad to think about all the memories they had together.

When summer came, Masami came home to tell his family some news.

"They are... relocating me."

"Where to?" Yoshie asked.

"Odaiba. We have to move in a few weeks."

They looked at Izzy. "Are you okay with this?"

Izzy smiled. "New school? Not seeing the idiots who bullied Willis everyday. Heck yes!"

And so, they all moved to Odaiba. They got settled in fairly quickly, and Izzy was enjoying his new home. Now it was almost time for school to start. He was a little nervous, but he was determined to make a difference.

TBC...