Déjà vu
Part 3/3
Things had gotten too confusing. She was losing herself, she knew it, trying to play the part of her brother as well as her own.
It had seemed like a blessing at first, but now it was a curse.
Yuugo had to go. Or, rather, the avatar of Yuugo that she played had to go. The real Yuugo would still be there, beyond reach, slumbering in the throes of something neither she nor the doctors understood. But this… the fake avatar she'd made, had to go.
So when she next found the white boy that was her own creation, she attacked before she could make out its words. And they were swallowed, by the roars of her digimon as they clash. And why the hell are they clashing? RizeGreymon's wings are locked with Machindramon's cannons. Machindramon, who's protecting it, protecting him.
And why the heck was the Yuugo avatar calling her "Kouji"? How could it even function with her at a terminal, inputting commands?
RizeGreymon struck again. Machindramon parried. Neither fought to the death, just fought for dominance. 'Why?' she asked loudly, asked them. Why is there a stalemate?
The avatar peeked out from behind Machindramon. 'Yuuko?' he tried. His voice was hesitant, unsure. 'What…what's wrong?'
'What's wrong?' Yuuko repeated, before snorting. 'Look at me, talking to my own avatar…'
'I'm not an avatar,' said the avatar, and so seriously, that Yuuko did a double-take – and then realised he was right. She could feel it – and she could always feel it, couldn't she? Her brother's soul. And Machindramon knew as well. That's why he defended. Maybe even RizeGreymon knew, and that was why he didn't push harder. Just locked them in that stalemate so the two of them could talk.
But that meant… 'You're…wandering around without your body?'
He shrugged and gave her a weak grin. 'Not the first time.'
'True,' she replied, before double-taking at that as well. Not the first time…so when was?
'Don't force it,' her brother told her quietly. 'The memories will come back.'
Memories that meant things fell out of place, meant things didn't make sense. Those memories – and at the end of them was the answer she hadn't found. 'Do you know it?' And suddenly, she sounded so young.
'Yes.' And then he flicked her on the forehead. 'There's no world in which that face suits you, you know.'
.
The memories do come back, eventually. And it's both comfortable and strange, to know she's not Kamishiro Yuuko in soul, but Minamoto Kouij because she's still stuck in Kamishiro Yuuko's body at the end of it. And it's nowhere near as awkward for his/her brother, because he's a boy both ways. But still, body doesn't fit quite right because it's not theirs.
But now that that problem's kind-of solved, they've got a new one. Where are their bodies? And where are the souls that go with this one.
It's another mission for the Kuremi Detective Agency, or maybe not. It's a little personal to tell.
