A/N-This is a Kouzumi fic. Yes, i know it seems like a Takumi in the beginning, but it's not. To make it seem more believable, the characters are now:
Takuya - 19
Kouji - 19
Tomoki - 15
Izumi - 19
Junpei - 20
Kouichi- 19
The whole story takes place about 8 years after DF ended. REVIEW!!!
" " - speech
* * - thoughts
There might be slight OOC on Takuya's and Junpei's parts, but you have to remember they got older, and attitudes changed, etc.
Disclaimer - I do not own Digimon, no matter how many pounds of candy I send to Toei everyday with a "Please let me own Digimon" card. *sniff*.
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Denial of the Heart
Chapter 1 - I Used to Know Him
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*IZUMI'S P.O.V*
Well, a new year of hell is at hand. My junior year at college. Ah, I don't know how I will get through this. But hey, a girl must at least try.
"Izumi! Over here!" a male voice called loudly. I looked around for the source of it, and saw a hand waving to me high in the air. I smiled and went over.
"Hey, Takuya! Tell me, how in the world did you graduate?" I giggled. He pretended to be hurt, giving me a puppy-dog look.
"Mean, aren't we today? I'll have you know I passed all my subjects with a C-. Which is passing." Takuya said indignantly, striking a pose. I laughed. He hasn't changed. In a way, I was glad.
Takuya looks really different from 8 years ago. No longer a weak, flabby looking kid with an opposite-to-that personality, he was now well muscled, reliable, but still the hot head he was back then, with a brain to match. His personality hasn't changed much except he was much more vulnerable to anger now. He wasn't all too smart, but he was pulling passing grades, which for the soccer star of this university, was a big achievement. He wore the goggles at his neck now, and instead of his old hat, a stocking cap took it's place.
Honestly, the thing I like most about him is his loyalty. He had so many chances to join any clique, but he knew what that would do to our friendship. I mean, this was a lot like high school. Once you join a clique, whether it be cheerleaders, geeks, gangsters, you lose old friends and make new ones from your clique. And neither me nor Takuya wanted that.
Takuya's eyes widened as he looked past me. I turned around as well to see an all-too-familiar face.
"K-Kouji...no frikkin way..." Takuya practically whispered. I was stunned beyond talking, period.
You see, Minamoto Kouji moved right after we got out of the Digital World 8 or so years back. Apparently, he didn't tell anyone of the move, but we eventually figured it out after not seeing him for many months.
God, how he has changed. Much taller now, wearing baggy UFO's, a black shirt with a denim jacket over it. One thing that didn't change was his bandana. Still there, the striped blue cloth was over his head as usual. His hair was maybe just a bit longer, and his eyes were the same. Still that dark, cold, piercing blue. He looked intimidating, but for some reason or another, I felt...just fine around him.
"Takuya," Kouji acknowledged with a nod. He didn't look extremely thrilled to see us, but then again, that wasn't overly new. His attitude hasn't changed much over the years. His old attitude on friendship apparently hardened when he moved again after getting close to all of us Chosen children. But then again, just maybe, he was just hiding his feelings extreemely well. I understand how painful that must've been for him.
My eyes swelled up in tears. I could feel Kouji's penetrating gaze on me, staring unnervingly, expressionlessly. "Kouji.." I uttered before I passed out.
*KOUJI'S P.O.V*
"Kouji..." the lavender-clad girl in front of me uttered before she fell to the ground. *How does she know my name? And also, what the hell is she fainting for?* I thought.
"Dammit, what happened?" Takuya yelled as he picked her up. "Kouji, come with me."
I followed Takuya silently to the Infirmary. All the while, Takuya was asking over and over how did this happen. Like I knew. So i just kept my mouth shut and kept walking.
"Ugh! What's with you, Kouji? Izumi's fainted, and you don't even care?" Takuya practically yelled at me. My eyes widened at the name. *Izumi...no way..* I thought. I had vague memories of the girl from the Digital World. She was the only one I truly warmed up to on the team, and when I moved, thinking of her was painful. Thus I become once more my antisocial self. No, I know I didn't have any feelings for her at the time, but she was a good friend, and that was all that I needed back then. However now, I found myself not even slightly concerned. And that scared me very, very much. I felt so...heartless.
We got to the Infirmary and placed Izumi on one of the many couches. "Rag, rag, need a rag..." Takuya muttered as he scanned the room for one. I took off my bandana, wet it by the faucet, and placed it around izumi's forehead. Takuya smiled. "OK, now we just wait, she should come to," he said.
"Now Kouji, what the hell is your problem?" Takuya demanded once we were away from Izumi. Despite my earlier thoughts, I put on my expressionless face, making sure none of my emotions and inner conflicts would seep through.
"Wasn't my fault the girl fainted, what was I supposed to do?" I responded calmly. Takuya got angrier.
"You were supposed to care! Or have you forgotten that? Along with the fact that she's your friend?" Takuya yelled. I shut him up with an icy glare.
"I repeat, it wasn't my fault. How was I supposed to know she was going to pass out when she saw me?" I ended with a note of finality in my voice and started walking away.
*TAKUYA'S P.O.V*
I couldn't believe what I just heard. This wasn't Kouji. Not the one we knew nearly a decade ago, anyway. He had his bad points and his loner attitude back then, but he was never like this before. What an uncaring jerk. Oh well...I could live with it, it wouldn't bother me too much if I never saw the jackass again...but it would bother Izumi.
She never said it, but when we were in the Digital World, I knew she had feelings for Kouji. The time he saved her from Woodmon who was about to kill her, and the time he offered his jacket to her when it was freezing cold only made her emotions stronger. She began slipping up, and unintentionally let out hints that she was liked the boy.
I had half a thought to run up to Kouji and knock some sense into him, but decided against it. He didn't look particularly weak. Not that I was scared. I just didn't want to look stupid. So I resisted my urge and went back to the Infirmary.
TBC!
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A/N - Sorry for a lot of extraneous details, but these serve to make the plot of the story more interesting. It will be Kouzumi with time though, no worries. So REVIEW, and check back in a few days!
Takuya - 19
Kouji - 19
Tomoki - 15
Izumi - 19
Junpei - 20
Kouichi- 19
The whole story takes place about 8 years after DF ended. REVIEW!!!
" " - speech
* * - thoughts
There might be slight OOC on Takuya's and Junpei's parts, but you have to remember they got older, and attitudes changed, etc.
Disclaimer - I do not own Digimon, no matter how many pounds of candy I send to Toei everyday with a "Please let me own Digimon" card. *sniff*.
`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Denial of the Heart
Chapter 1 - I Used to Know Him
`~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
*IZUMI'S P.O.V*
Well, a new year of hell is at hand. My junior year at college. Ah, I don't know how I will get through this. But hey, a girl must at least try.
"Izumi! Over here!" a male voice called loudly. I looked around for the source of it, and saw a hand waving to me high in the air. I smiled and went over.
"Hey, Takuya! Tell me, how in the world did you graduate?" I giggled. He pretended to be hurt, giving me a puppy-dog look.
"Mean, aren't we today? I'll have you know I passed all my subjects with a C-. Which is passing." Takuya said indignantly, striking a pose. I laughed. He hasn't changed. In a way, I was glad.
Takuya looks really different from 8 years ago. No longer a weak, flabby looking kid with an opposite-to-that personality, he was now well muscled, reliable, but still the hot head he was back then, with a brain to match. His personality hasn't changed much except he was much more vulnerable to anger now. He wasn't all too smart, but he was pulling passing grades, which for the soccer star of this university, was a big achievement. He wore the goggles at his neck now, and instead of his old hat, a stocking cap took it's place.
Honestly, the thing I like most about him is his loyalty. He had so many chances to join any clique, but he knew what that would do to our friendship. I mean, this was a lot like high school. Once you join a clique, whether it be cheerleaders, geeks, gangsters, you lose old friends and make new ones from your clique. And neither me nor Takuya wanted that.
Takuya's eyes widened as he looked past me. I turned around as well to see an all-too-familiar face.
"K-Kouji...no frikkin way..." Takuya practically whispered. I was stunned beyond talking, period.
You see, Minamoto Kouji moved right after we got out of the Digital World 8 or so years back. Apparently, he didn't tell anyone of the move, but we eventually figured it out after not seeing him for many months.
God, how he has changed. Much taller now, wearing baggy UFO's, a black shirt with a denim jacket over it. One thing that didn't change was his bandana. Still there, the striped blue cloth was over his head as usual. His hair was maybe just a bit longer, and his eyes were the same. Still that dark, cold, piercing blue. He looked intimidating, but for some reason or another, I felt...just fine around him.
"Takuya," Kouji acknowledged with a nod. He didn't look extremely thrilled to see us, but then again, that wasn't overly new. His attitude hasn't changed much over the years. His old attitude on friendship apparently hardened when he moved again after getting close to all of us Chosen children. But then again, just maybe, he was just hiding his feelings extreemely well. I understand how painful that must've been for him.
My eyes swelled up in tears. I could feel Kouji's penetrating gaze on me, staring unnervingly, expressionlessly. "Kouji.." I uttered before I passed out.
*KOUJI'S P.O.V*
"Kouji..." the lavender-clad girl in front of me uttered before she fell to the ground. *How does she know my name? And also, what the hell is she fainting for?* I thought.
"Dammit, what happened?" Takuya yelled as he picked her up. "Kouji, come with me."
I followed Takuya silently to the Infirmary. All the while, Takuya was asking over and over how did this happen. Like I knew. So i just kept my mouth shut and kept walking.
"Ugh! What's with you, Kouji? Izumi's fainted, and you don't even care?" Takuya practically yelled at me. My eyes widened at the name. *Izumi...no way..* I thought. I had vague memories of the girl from the Digital World. She was the only one I truly warmed up to on the team, and when I moved, thinking of her was painful. Thus I become once more my antisocial self. No, I know I didn't have any feelings for her at the time, but she was a good friend, and that was all that I needed back then. However now, I found myself not even slightly concerned. And that scared me very, very much. I felt so...heartless.
We got to the Infirmary and placed Izumi on one of the many couches. "Rag, rag, need a rag..." Takuya muttered as he scanned the room for one. I took off my bandana, wet it by the faucet, and placed it around izumi's forehead. Takuya smiled. "OK, now we just wait, she should come to," he said.
"Now Kouji, what the hell is your problem?" Takuya demanded once we were away from Izumi. Despite my earlier thoughts, I put on my expressionless face, making sure none of my emotions and inner conflicts would seep through.
"Wasn't my fault the girl fainted, what was I supposed to do?" I responded calmly. Takuya got angrier.
"You were supposed to care! Or have you forgotten that? Along with the fact that she's your friend?" Takuya yelled. I shut him up with an icy glare.
"I repeat, it wasn't my fault. How was I supposed to know she was going to pass out when she saw me?" I ended with a note of finality in my voice and started walking away.
*TAKUYA'S P.O.V*
I couldn't believe what I just heard. This wasn't Kouji. Not the one we knew nearly a decade ago, anyway. He had his bad points and his loner attitude back then, but he was never like this before. What an uncaring jerk. Oh well...I could live with it, it wouldn't bother me too much if I never saw the jackass again...but it would bother Izumi.
She never said it, but when we were in the Digital World, I knew she had feelings for Kouji. The time he saved her from Woodmon who was about to kill her, and the time he offered his jacket to her when it was freezing cold only made her emotions stronger. She began slipping up, and unintentionally let out hints that she was liked the boy.
I had half a thought to run up to Kouji and knock some sense into him, but decided against it. He didn't look particularly weak. Not that I was scared. I just didn't want to look stupid. So I resisted my urge and went back to the Infirmary.
TBC!
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A/N - Sorry for a lot of extraneous details, but these serve to make the plot of the story more interesting. It will be Kouzumi with time though, no worries. So REVIEW, and check back in a few days!