Authors Notes: Hello. I upped the rating to an R. I'm not sure if its necessary but you since it contains incest and you know how Fanfiction.net can be with its fic ratings. Plus there'll probably be at least a lime scene involving Yamato and the Kaiser in the near future. But don't expect much, I'm really not good at that stuff.  ^_^;;

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, I am merely borrowing the characters for the purpose of this fanfiction. Please do not sue.

Chapter 8: Preparation

Millions upon millions of information passed through his eyes as he sat typing continuously on his computer. Several screens stared at him, each containing information on the chosen children. However he was only concerned of one of them. Ishida Yamato. He had managed to trace pictures of the boy leading back to six years ago when he had first entered the Digital world. The Kaiser stopped typing and took a moment to observe blond haired, blue eyed boy. Slowly he sank back in his chair mildly admiring how gracefully the boy had developed since his first time in the Digital world. He hated Yamato, he was sure of that, but still he could not deny the beauty that surrounded the older male.

At his own will, the screen holding Yamato's most recent picture moved forward. Slowly his hand reached out to touch it, and for a moment he felt a strange sensation rush through his hand up and his arm. Instantly he drew his hand back as if it had been placed on an open flame. He flinched. A wave of anger grew inside him and abruptly he switched the screen off. He did immediately did the same with the others, only the last one caught his eye. It was a picture of Yamato when he was eleven years old. He was with his own Digimon as well as the other chosen children. They were all smiling, each of them admiring their Crests. However Yamato looked at his Crest differently from everyone else.

Ken enlarged the screen till the point were only Yamato could be seen. "Friendship…" This was the trait Yamato bared.  Closing his eyes, he began to imagine Yamato eight years. The young blond haired boy laughed with a playful grin on his face. Ken smiled at this, but his smile soon faded as he saw the figure standing next to him.

"Osamu-san! Osamu-san! Let's play hide and seek!"

The older boy smiled. "But we just played."

"No, no but we have play again!" the young boy cried excitedly. "Please, please say we can play again!"

Osamu gave a soft laugh. "Yamato-chan, you are so kawaii."

The younger boy smiled and blushed innocently.

Violently Ken smashed his fist down on the keyboard and the screen vanished..

You'll never be half of what Osamu was!

"Shut up!" he screamed overcome with an enormous amount of jealously. He hated Yamato. He hated that he had gotten to spend all that time with Osamu while he got nothing. He was left to rot away in the shadows. His parents praised his brother. He was ignored. Osamu got everything. He was ignored.

"Damn you… damn you… damn you… damn you…"

He would kill him.

"My, my Ken, am I detecting a hint of jealously?" Instantly the blue headed boy turned around to see that his brother was standing right behind him. "O-Osamu?"

"You seem surprised. You didn't think I'd leave you here to destroy the Digital world on your own did you?" He gave a small chuckle. "Even that's out of your league." Ken tried his best to hide the frown curving around his lips. "You always were the jealous type. I remember you used to stand outside my room and gaze in with those big watery puppy eyes." He snorted. "You were so pathetic…"

"Osamu…"

"Then again it was cute in a pitiful sort of way. Anyway I see that you were looking at information on the Chosen children."

"I-I was just doing some research." He stuttered nervously.

"It's funny how most of the information you were looking at was only referred to Yamato. Not to mention all those images of him you had on screen."

"It was just-"

"Oooh is possible that my little Kenny-boy is developing a crush? It's a pity there aren't any pictures of him posing naked then I'm sure you'd be busy all night doing your 'research' then." The older boy said slyly.

"No I don't-"

"You don't what? Have feelings for this boy?"

"No I hate him! The only thing I want to with him is kill him!"

Osamu chuckled. "You wanted to kill me so long ago, yet you yearned to be with me."

"I-" Slowly Osamu approached his younger brother and wrapped his arms around him. Timidly Ken let his head fall down on to his brother's shoulder. In a small Ken whispered, "I swear I don't have feelings for that boy."

Osamu smiled and withdrew from his brother. Just as he looked as if he was about to walk away he grabbed Ken's chin and pulled him closer. The younger boy gave a small groan causing Osamu to squeeze him tighter. "That's good because from now on your mines, and only mines." Releasing his brother he pushed the boy up against a wall and vigorously started to kiss him.

Your mines… and only mines…

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The young golden haired boy ran happily through the grass, turning back to make sure his friend was still following him. "Come on Osamu-san! Hurry up!" he cried playfully.

The older boy laughed as he continued to chase him. "I'm coming Yama-chan."

The younger boy began to speed up trying his best to show his friend just how fast he was.  He continued to run and run, but finally slowed down growing tired. He turned around expecting to see Osamu only to find that no one was there. Neither did he hear any footsteps indicating that he was still coming. "Osamu-san?" No reply. Yamato waited for a minute or two, but there was still no sign of the older boy. Now he was becoming frightened. He knew he hadn't ran that fast, and Osamu never left him without saying goodbye first. He started to run backwards in the same direction he had come. No doubt Osamu was waiting for him at swing sets. Yes, he had to be there.

"Osamu-san." He stopped to catch his breath and then looked up. Osamu wasn't there. In fact no one was there. Yamato quickly stood up straight and turned his head around. But no matter what direction he looked, it was clear no one was there. This struck him as extremely unusual, especially since it was the weekend and usually the park was infested with children. He continued to call out for him, and again no replies were returned.

"He will be back soon," he kept repeating over and over in his mind. He sat down on one of the swings deciding that he would wait there for him.

Minutes pasted and the young boy continued to swing backwards and forwards. Minutes turned to hours, hours to days, days to weeks, weeks to months, and finally months turned to years. Yamato stuck his foot out on ground, stopping the swing. "Osamu-san, where are you? I thought we'd be together forever…"

Sadly Yamato started to walk away but stopped instantly, something strange seeming to past through him. He turned around to see a dark figure standing a few feet away.  "Osamu? Osamu-san is that you?" he asked hopefully.

Slowly the figure came forward and held its hand out. Both curiously and nervously Yamato took it. "It's Osamu's glasses." Raising his head he stared at the figure before him narrowing his eyes. "You aren't Osamu are you?" Through the darkness he could see a smile, a twisted smile, a smile that he had seen before.

"No." The Kaiser started to laugh, and the glasses Yamato had held in his hand had changed to the Digimon Kaiser's. He screamed and threw them away. The Kaiser's laugh grew louder, more mockingly.

Yamato grasped the top of his head as tears erupted from his eyes. "No…Where's Osamu? Give him to me!" The laughter continued to grow louder up until the point were it totally polluted his head. All rational thought was gone and Yamato couldn't take it any longer. Instantly he launched himself at the Kaiser grabbing him by the throat. "Damn you… Damn you!"

Both hands entangled around his neck, the demon was lifted from the ground. "I-I fucking hate you!" His fingers dug deeper. He could feel them push against his bones. He wanted to crush them. He wanted to smash him to pieces. "You fuckin prick! You fucking took him away from me!" The anger was so strong that he hadn't noticed that the boy was all ready dead. A large satisfied smile settled upon his face slowly he loosened the grip of the corpse he now held. "You're nothing now…"

His eyes widened in shock and immediately he threw it down. "No… I…I…" The corpse lay motionlessly on the ground, only the body wasn't Ken's, it was his brother's. "Osamu…no….I…" He had killed his best friend.

An agonising scream penetrated through the air.

Instantly he shot, sweat pouring from him. Quickly he jumped out of bed and switched on the light panting loudly. He looked around the room making sure that everything was as it was supposed to be. It was.

Sighing he gazed into the mirror to see tears mixing with sweat. This was the fifth nightmare he had had in the space of only three days, and all ready it was killing him. Anxiously he looked down at his hands. He had killed Ken, he had killed Osamu and it had all felt so real, too real.

For a short time he had been suicidal, and now he was reliving those thoughts. Everything would be a lot easier if you just died.

He sat down on his bed and let himself fall back against the wall. Not only were the nightmares terrifying him but he could hardly get any sleep. He couldn't think straight. Nothing seemed to make sense. He wanted to sleep yet he was afraid, afraid that those nightmares would come back to haunt him.

Taichi had visited him the other day and told him that he explained to the others of his connection with the Digimon Kaiser and his deceased brother. When Yamato had asked him how the others had taken it, it took the other boy a minute or two to come up with an answer that didn't completely distraught his friend. But Yamato knew all to well of what the others thought about it. Both Taichi and Daisuke thought it too even if they would never admit it. He definitely wasn't looking forward to seeing the other chosen, but unfortunately for him the next meeting happened to be tomorrow. He was especially worried about what his younger brother Takeru thought.

Through sheer miracle, Taichi had managed to convince the others to carry on fighting. The next battle they would fight would be there last. You might even call it the final showdown with the Kaiser. Basically they would defeat him or die trying. And of course if they did die no one would be left to tidy up the Kaiser's mess.

Tomorrow was definitely going to be a long day. Everyone had told their parents that they were going on a camping trip with Yamato's father being the chaperon. Luckily Mr. Ishida was away on a business meeting in Osaka for the weekend so they didn't have to worry about any parents calling him up about the camping trip to which the man didn't have a clue about. Yamato felt his stomach being turned by the guilt forming inside him. There was a chance he may never see his father again. If they died fighting in the Digital world then no one would ever be able to see their parents again. His father had left five hours ago and he hadn't even given him a proper goodbye. Otousan

If he and the others disappeared then he would know that they had gone to the Digital world. Six years his father had helped him and the other chosen a lot in the fight against Myotismon. He smiled. Arigatou Otousan. I'll try my hardest to come back. I just hope the others will be all right.  After all my fault we're in this situation.

His mind returned to that of Ichijouji Ken. What would become of him if they defeated him? Would he remain in the Digital world until a group of furious Digimon came and killed him for what he had done to them? Or would he return to the real world? Apart of Yamato desperately hoped he would return home. Maybe Ken would revert back to his old self and everything would turn out fine. He definitely knew the Ichijouji's would be happy to have their son back. Yamato felt extremely sad for the couple, in the space of only six years they had lost both their children. But he could imagine the overjoyed looks on their faces at the knowledge that Ken was alive and they could see him again. Yamato had smiled at the thought but his smile soon faded as he was sure someone would end up dead after this battle. Either he and the other chosen or the dark Kaiser would die.

Even if they did manage to defeat Ken without killing him could they really take him back to the real world? What would they say to his parents? That he was evil and for the last three years he'd been in another dimension were hundreds Digital monsters made of data lived, and he wanted to rule it for himself? Some how it seemed extremely unlike that anyone would believe them. Another circumstance to be contemplated was what would the other chosen do to him? They had destroyed Digimon but never another human being. Would they really kill him?

Yamato sighed. It seemed that it was their only option. The blonde boy switched the light back off and returned to bed, praying to God that no more nightmares would haunt him tonight.

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The Digimon Kaiser lay exposed on the bed, his almost lifeless eyes gazing at the ceiling. Beside him was his older brother Osamu who shared his physical looks. Dark blue hair, indigo eyes, pale skin... A person could have guessed they were related almost right away.

While Ken lay motionlessly, Osamu gazed at him, a smile on his face. "Well did you enjoy that Ken?"

The younger boy tilted his head, his eyes focusing on his brother. "Hai…" he replied in a small voice.

"Well you don't sound very enthusiastic. Don't tell me I'm not good enough?" he teased, his smile growing wider.

"No, I-I did enjoy it… I liked it very much. It's just-"

Osamu chuckled. "Are you really going to let something like that bother you? Just because I'm your brother?" Ken flinched, yet didn't understand why it did bother him. Deep down he had been craving for a taste of this for so long. It satisfied him, yet troubled him. Life didn't make sense. An even stranger thing was not only did he fuck his brother; he fucked his 'dead' brother.

"Are you worried because people back in the real world would find it disgusting? That freely commencing in an act of incest is one of sickening and vile things a person could do?"

Ken shook his head. "No it isn't that. I don't give a damn about the people in the real world. Everything I do they find loathsome anyway. Why should I care now?"

"Well aren't you the little hellion?" the older boy laughed mockingly.

Suddenly Ken began to tense up. He took a deep breath and looked at his brother.

"O-Osamu? When you said I was yours, did you really mean it?"

"Of course I meant it. You can't be anything else after. You were my shadow. In other words I own you."

Ken knew he should be frightened, but still he couldn't deny that he felt happy when his brother had said that.

"The chosen children and 'Yamato' shall be coming here soon." Osamu said smugly.  Ken's frowned at the usage of Yamato's name.

"I take it your looking forward to seeing him?"

"I only wish to see him suffer. I want to see him dead."

"Bet that will give you some pleasure."

Anger grew from inside the younger boy. "Not the pleasure you are thinking of. I just want to see the Chosen all dead, I…I want a purpose."

Osamu smiled. "Always striving to do your best? But I agree once you've completed your task, you will no longer suffer the way you did. You finally have a destiny, a future."

"Destiny…" the young Kaiser repeated in amazement.

Osamu closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around his little brother. "You're still sickeningly cute." Ken's face went red from hearing his brother's comment and due to the fact that the older boy was running his hand down his body. It felt nice. Ken quivered in arousement as Osamu softly placed his hand on his crotch. The older boy moved closer and whispered in his ear. "But until that time you're still mine, and right now its time to play."

The exhilaration took over him, and finally all worries he held were lost… 

Authors Notes: Sorry that was a bit shorter than other chapters. The next chapter will involve Yamato and the other chosen in the Digital world. Thank you matt4ever, crystalstrom21, Fate, Debra, SailorEevee and Carmina Burana for all your reviews. I appreciate them very much. ^_^

I'd love to here you comments and any advice on how I can approve my writings. Arigatou gozaimasu!