Title: Doubting Hearts
Universe: Digimon Frontier
Rating: PG-15
Character/Pairing/s: Kokuya
Warnings/Spoilers: Yaoi~
Word Count: 760
Summary: But just because it was always in solitude didn't mean that no one else could be inside his heart. He loved his friends. He loved his family. He loved... Kokuya, set as if they were mid-teens in age (ep25).
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.
"Because you can't keep friends, your heart is unhappy," said the creepy bird that was standing before him.
'I can keep friends just fine,' he thought back, gripping his sabre a little tighter as he glared at his opponent, 'They just don't want to hold on to me more often than not.'
"No matter how many friends you make, you don't understand your feelings and don't know what to do with them," the bird-mon-thing continued, only aggravating Kōji more; "That is your weakness!"
Kōji could not help it if, when his friends eventually found out – through him or someone else – that he was gay, they inevitably left him.
Besides, how was that a weakness?
His weakness was probably more that he still let them into his heart in the first place.
What, did they think he was going to pounce on them the second they were alone in a dark- well he'd only done that once, and he swore he was going to try and make a functioning relationship out of that somehow; he owed it to Takuya.
Although his feeling were still a bit confused on the matter of Takuya. He thought he felt serious about him, but the last time he'd thought that it had turned out to be nothing more than a – very brief indeed – passing crush.
A very attractive crush.
Okay, so maybe not knowing his feelings was one of his weaknesses, but at least he wasn't afraid of bugs or something silly like- never mind.
"What about it?" he replied, ignoring his rapidly disintegrating train of thought in favour of paying attention to his enemy.
After all, admitting you had a problem was half the battle won. The other half was squashing your thoughts back in their box long enough to kick some ass and get out of... wherever they were.
"Besides, what would you know about friends?"
... The side-section of the battle was the denial.
"I may not have the strongest heart around... but my friends are also my family!"
"Family?" sneered Karatenmon, "That's right... and your mother?"
Kōji gasped slightly at the mention of his mother... how did this bird brain know so damn much about him!
After a few heartbeats he realised that the bird hadn't actually made any sense at all.
'My friends are my family and my family is my family. Simple as that. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that close friends start to share parents,' he listed off in his mind, but somewhere in the back something still niggled at his brain.
'What did he mean about my mother?'
"Friends aren't enough to be family," stated the bird, as if reading his mind.
"How sad you are," he said then, returning to his original tangent, "Your heart is always in solitude."
'Not while Takuya's worming holes in it,' he thought, slide evolving into Garmmon in anger.
"Even when you evolve again it's the same. I am able to see all your attacks!"
'So maybe he can read minds,' thought Kōji, grinning viciously at his victim.
"SPEED STAR!"
He hit Karatenmon's right wing, tearing off some feathers as he roared past.
'Me likey the wheels!' he thought excitedly, revving up for another go. Screw putting his thoughts in a box; leaving them out was so much more fun!
This time he tore a hole through his left wing.
"BALLISTIC FEATHERS!" Karatenmon tried in mid-air. Kōji dodged all of his sad attempts to hit him before throwing himself into the air and head-butting the preening bastard into the ground.
"I hope you get a concussion," he mumbled to himself as the bird smacked into the floor and he landed nearby.
"Never mind, I'll just end you! SOLAR LASER!"
"GAAAH!" screamed Karatenmon, his data finally showing.
Kōji smirked, slide evolving back into Wolfmon.
He wasted absolutely no time in scanning the bastard into oblivion.
"And that... is why... you do not mess... with... the emotionally... unstable..." he panted as he returned to his human form.
The annoying bird's words still echoed through his mind as the world around him became dark, however.
Your heart is always in solitude.
His heart was and always would be.
But just because it was always in solitude didn't mean that no one else could be inside his heart.
He loved his friends.
He loved his family.
He loved...
A door opened beside him. He turned to face it as the light burned his eyes.
He steeled himself for whatever lay ahead, and strode through it.
He loved a certain someone. Indeed he did.