Title: Of Grapes and Cream
Universe: Digimon Frontier
Rating: PG-15
Character/Pairing/s: KouKou
Word Count: 665
Summary: Eventually, Kōji set him free, but not before kissing him. He tasted like cheesecake. Set as if they were mid-teens, post Digi-world.
Disclaimer: If Digimon were mine, I would have already funded research into the possibility of there actually being a Digital World. As such, I do not own Digimon nor any of the characters therein.

Kōichi was happily juicing lemons behind him, humming a tune which Kōji was sure had lyrics that when "I can't decide whether you should live or die" as the chorus – he didn't want to know, he told himself. Kōji, on the other hand, found he was very full of something which he normally managed to avoid; nerves.

Tomorrow was to be a yearly get-together of all of the relatives from his mother's side of the family, none of whom he remembered meeting, let alone spending an whole day with, in his entire life.

Despite this, Kōji was in their mother's kitchen, the TV on in the background, he mixing various bits and pieces for the cheesecake he was making and occasionally poking Kōichi with a spoon while Kōichi himself butchered fruit and ate grapes.

Kōji reached out once more to poke his brother in the side, but before he could quite manage, Kōichi swatted the utensil away and threw a grape at his head without even looking.

Kōji grabbed the grape out of the air and sidled up to his brother with it sitting in between his front teeth, grinning toothily at his twin.

Kōichi turned to the side and chuckled lightly at the ridiculous face Kōji was pulling and before flushing bright red and turn back to the juicer in front of him.

When his head snapped back to look at him, Kōji wasn't expecting it and froze, leaving himself a prime target for the lips that just met his and the teeth that snatched the grape from between his own.

He stood, struck dumb for a moment by his brother's forwardness, before blushing himself and returning to his side of the counter, a confused puddle of bright pink goop where his mind had once been. After a moment of recovery, he tried something different.

"Um, hey, Kōichi?" he asked, and his brother turned to face him- only to be hit on the side of the face by a large spoonful of cream cheese.

Kōichi sputtered and brought his hands up to wipe away the mess before he changed his mind and grimaced, raising his eyes to glare at his brother; "What is your problem, Kōji? Now I'm going to go and have a shower because this crap is definitely going to go off and-"

He was cut off by his own gasp as Kōji leaned forward and licked the cream off of his face – from side of his chin all the way to the top of his cheek. Underneath the cream he blushed fiercely and started stammering out half sentences and nonsensical words, before being interrupted again as Kōji grabbed the back of his neck to hold him still and proceeded to lick the remainder of the cream from his cheek.

He whimpered as Kōji tilted his head to the side so that he could lick some of the cream that had slid down his neck, but didn't try to fight it.

Eventually, Kōji set him free, but not before kissing him.

He tasted like cheesecake.

Kōichi cleared his throat and stepped back, bumping against the opposite counter to try and give himself some space.

"That was disgusting, Kōji," he murmured, staring at his shoes.

"Hey, don't tell me you didn't enjoy that-"

"I was referring more to the fact that I have sticky cream in my hair which I'm going to have to take a shower because of, but yeah, the licking was pretty gross too," he shot back, ignoring the little voice in his head that was singing, 'You liked it, you liked it~'.

"Can you think of anything else white and sticky that I might enjoy lick-"

Kōji very quickly found himself in and empty room, holding a dripping spoon and sporting a bright red handprint across his cheek.

A grin formed on his face as he threw the bowl of cream in the fridge and prowled down the hallway after his twin, planning his revenge.

"Here, brother, brother, brother..."

A/N: Short, I know, but this pairing just doesn't spark me as much as Kokuya.

As always, this is for Meda Princess, who batted her eyelashes so cutely I just had to post something.

I am a failure! Forgive me!