Well here it is: chapter three. I've been kinda busy so I haven't really had time to work on it though all the stuff was in my head which made me working on it somewhat.
Anyway…here's chapter 3.
By the way…I don't own digimon…and that sucks cause the shows being replaced by The Parkers on UPN…may be the biggest mistake in TV history…I'll still have the memories.
Chapter Three: 'The End of Myself'
Kouji had no luck finding Takuya that night. A week passed by and there was not a word. Not a phone call, email, nothing. He often called over at Takuya's and tried to see if he was over there but always he got the same answer.
"He's not here"
"He went out for a while. Can I take a message?"
Kouji knew that if he left a message, it would be one that would never get answered.
He would go to bed every night in the early morning of the next day. (AN: If that confuses you it means that he went to bed at one or two in the morning)
He was now at his father's house and that was only about two miles away from Takuya's house. Every night he just lay awake thinking about how he should go and reconcile with his friend but something would stop him where he was.
Tonight he lay atop the covers so that he wouldn't fall asleep. He lay in his red plaid boxers and just thought about what his brother. In two months it was going to be their birthdays. It was strange…he was finally getting used to sharing a birthday and now he had to get used to just sharing it with no one.
"My god, Kouichi," he said hoarsely. "I just go you back after twelve years and now you're gone again."
He wanted to cry…but he didn't want to look weak, even though his father or step-mom wouldn't hear him because the walls surrounding their bedrooms were two inches thick.
'When a man is convinced he's going to die tomorrow, he'll probably find a way to make it happen.' Those words kept shouting into his mind. He knew that he wasn't going to die tomorrow. Was Izumi trying to tell him something?
There was a creak at the door and Hunter came in sniffing away. He gave a smile whine as if he was sensing his master's agony. On his four paws he quietly streaked to his master's knee and began to lick the kneecap.
Kouji sat up on the bed and smiled. Did his faithful dog understand him while Takuya was having difficulty?
"He does understand me," Kouji said, not knowing if he was talking about the dog or not.
He knew that he needed Kouichi to survive. His life was a living cesspool of crap when Kouichi wasn't there. He was just a person who wanted to be alone all the time and didn't care about anything. He knew that there was one way to stop his torment. On cats feet he carefully snuck across the room to a drawer. He pulled out some sweat pants and a hooded sweatshirt. Under the bed were his shoes. It was warm enough outside that he didn't need his shoes and it wouldn't bother him if he got a blister or not. He headed towards the window. Opening it with great subtlety he stuck his head out. It was a bit cool out but summer would be coming in a few weeks. Just as he was about to hop out he heard a whine from his dog. Kouji smiled at the canine.
"Sorry," he said softly to the dog, "but this is something I have to do alone. You may sleep on the bed if you like."
The dog gave a little 'huff' and walked away from the window.
Takuya Kanbara liked to sleep in the nude whenever he couldn't sleep. Tonight was one of those nights. He tossed and turned as he let his naked body relax against the sheets and mattress. He kept one arm over the covers and the other one by his leg. He then entered a state of unconscious where he was dreaming while he was awake. He felt asleep but he knew he was awake. In his 'dream' he was in a hot tub with Izumi. He had always had a little crush on her and who could say that they didn't. He could feel his erection coming on when suddenly he was brought out of it by a tap at his window. He didn't want to go see if it was some peeping Tom or not so he just decided to go back to sleep. Then his window slid open.
Takuya kept his eyes closed and began to breathe naturally so that he might be able to get his erection down. The last thing he wanted to be known as was some teenager who got killed while playing with himself.
The intruder quietly trotted over towards Takuya's bed.
Now, thought Takuya. He jumped out of bed. He was able to jump the intruder from the front and knock him down to the floor. Takuya prayed that the intruder-whoever it was-wouldn't be able to see his Johnson. When he heard the shoulders make contact with the ground, Takuya grabbed a pillow and covered his crotch with it as he headed towards the doorway and flipped on the lights.
"Kouji?" asked Takuya as the intruder took off his hood to reveal a long ponytail of black hair.
Kouji groaned and then stared at Takuya.
"Jeez," he said. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you wanted to screw right now."
Takuya grew angry but knew that he probably did look like that. "There's a flashlight under the bed," he told Kouji.
The warrior of light nodded. Takuya turned around to shut off the light realizing too late that the pillow didn't cover the rear.
"Oooo, that's pretty," teased Kouji.
"Shut up," said Takuya as he flipped off the lights. "If you want to look, please do. I have no problem being the star of your fantasies."
Kouji laughed. "You wish."
"Why are you here at one thirty in the morning, Kouji?" Takuya asked as soon as the lights were out and a flashlight shone on his face. He hoped that Kouji wasn't checking him out-or trying to- while he was in the dark.
The light moved from Takuya's face to Kouji's.
"I want to apologize," he said. "It was wrong of me to yell at you like that…you were tying to help and I didn't give a crap about what you had to say because all I was doing was feeling sorry for myself. But now I realize that I shouldn't forget about Kouichi because he wouldn't want that and I know he wouldn't do what I'm doing if I had died." The light now shone down on the floor. "Takuya," he said in a grim voice. "I can't live without Kouichi…I want you to help me commit suicide."
Takuya remained calm. This had to be one of those dreams that were within a dream. He kicked the bedpost. It wasn't.
"I'm serious," said Kouji who felt that Takuya was having doubts.
"W-wh-why?" asked Takuya.
Kouji sighed. "I feel as if I've come to the end of myself."
Takuya didn't think that much of a good answer. "And the end of Kouji Minamoto?" he asked angrily. "God dammit, Kouji, you're not thinking clearly. We lost a hell of good friend and we're not ready to lose another. Christ, how selfish can you be?"
"It's the way it has to be," Kouji replied in the same grim tone.
Takuya walked over to him, grabbed the flashlight and shone it on Kouji's face. He didn't even recoil.
"God dammit," cursed Takuya as he slapped Kouji across the face. "Don't you realize that for every action there is an opposite reaction?!"
"I don't think that's how it—"
"Shut up," interrupted the nude teen. "Dammit! That's it," he said walking to the window and shutting it. He locked it. "You're staying here tonight. If I wake up and find you dead, I'll bring you back to life and then I'm gonna kill you."
Kouji smiled. He stripped to his boxers and lay down.
"Does that mean I get your bed?"
Takuya grinned. "Not unless you want to sleep next to a naked guy."
"Same here," replied Kouji as he tossed the red plaid boxers into Takuya's face.
The legendary warrior of flame groaned in disgust as he flung the boxes to the ground. He went to his closet and pulled out a green sleeping bag that was only used if he ever went camping (which he never did) or had a friend sleep over. He grabbed a pillow from the living room and did his best to go to sleep. But he wasn't sure if it would be safe or not if Kouji tried to kill himself. But before he could dwell on it any longer, he fell asleep.
Anyway…here's chapter 3.
By the way…I don't own digimon…and that sucks cause the shows being replaced by The Parkers on UPN…may be the biggest mistake in TV history…I'll still have the memories.
Chapter Three: 'The End of Myself'
Kouji had no luck finding Takuya that night. A week passed by and there was not a word. Not a phone call, email, nothing. He often called over at Takuya's and tried to see if he was over there but always he got the same answer.
"He's not here"
"He went out for a while. Can I take a message?"
Kouji knew that if he left a message, it would be one that would never get answered.
He would go to bed every night in the early morning of the next day. (AN: If that confuses you it means that he went to bed at one or two in the morning)
He was now at his father's house and that was only about two miles away from Takuya's house. Every night he just lay awake thinking about how he should go and reconcile with his friend but something would stop him where he was.
Tonight he lay atop the covers so that he wouldn't fall asleep. He lay in his red plaid boxers and just thought about what his brother. In two months it was going to be their birthdays. It was strange…he was finally getting used to sharing a birthday and now he had to get used to just sharing it with no one.
"My god, Kouichi," he said hoarsely. "I just go you back after twelve years and now you're gone again."
He wanted to cry…but he didn't want to look weak, even though his father or step-mom wouldn't hear him because the walls surrounding their bedrooms were two inches thick.
'When a man is convinced he's going to die tomorrow, he'll probably find a way to make it happen.' Those words kept shouting into his mind. He knew that he wasn't going to die tomorrow. Was Izumi trying to tell him something?
There was a creak at the door and Hunter came in sniffing away. He gave a smile whine as if he was sensing his master's agony. On his four paws he quietly streaked to his master's knee and began to lick the kneecap.
Kouji sat up on the bed and smiled. Did his faithful dog understand him while Takuya was having difficulty?
"He does understand me," Kouji said, not knowing if he was talking about the dog or not.
He knew that he needed Kouichi to survive. His life was a living cesspool of crap when Kouichi wasn't there. He was just a person who wanted to be alone all the time and didn't care about anything. He knew that there was one way to stop his torment. On cats feet he carefully snuck across the room to a drawer. He pulled out some sweat pants and a hooded sweatshirt. Under the bed were his shoes. It was warm enough outside that he didn't need his shoes and it wouldn't bother him if he got a blister or not. He headed towards the window. Opening it with great subtlety he stuck his head out. It was a bit cool out but summer would be coming in a few weeks. Just as he was about to hop out he heard a whine from his dog. Kouji smiled at the canine.
"Sorry," he said softly to the dog, "but this is something I have to do alone. You may sleep on the bed if you like."
The dog gave a little 'huff' and walked away from the window.
Takuya Kanbara liked to sleep in the nude whenever he couldn't sleep. Tonight was one of those nights. He tossed and turned as he let his naked body relax against the sheets and mattress. He kept one arm over the covers and the other one by his leg. He then entered a state of unconscious where he was dreaming while he was awake. He felt asleep but he knew he was awake. In his 'dream' he was in a hot tub with Izumi. He had always had a little crush on her and who could say that they didn't. He could feel his erection coming on when suddenly he was brought out of it by a tap at his window. He didn't want to go see if it was some peeping Tom or not so he just decided to go back to sleep. Then his window slid open.
Takuya kept his eyes closed and began to breathe naturally so that he might be able to get his erection down. The last thing he wanted to be known as was some teenager who got killed while playing with himself.
The intruder quietly trotted over towards Takuya's bed.
Now, thought Takuya. He jumped out of bed. He was able to jump the intruder from the front and knock him down to the floor. Takuya prayed that the intruder-whoever it was-wouldn't be able to see his Johnson. When he heard the shoulders make contact with the ground, Takuya grabbed a pillow and covered his crotch with it as he headed towards the doorway and flipped on the lights.
"Kouji?" asked Takuya as the intruder took off his hood to reveal a long ponytail of black hair.
Kouji groaned and then stared at Takuya.
"Jeez," he said. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you wanted to screw right now."
Takuya grew angry but knew that he probably did look like that. "There's a flashlight under the bed," he told Kouji.
The warrior of light nodded. Takuya turned around to shut off the light realizing too late that the pillow didn't cover the rear.
"Oooo, that's pretty," teased Kouji.
"Shut up," said Takuya as he flipped off the lights. "If you want to look, please do. I have no problem being the star of your fantasies."
Kouji laughed. "You wish."
"Why are you here at one thirty in the morning, Kouji?" Takuya asked as soon as the lights were out and a flashlight shone on his face. He hoped that Kouji wasn't checking him out-or trying to- while he was in the dark.
The light moved from Takuya's face to Kouji's.
"I want to apologize," he said. "It was wrong of me to yell at you like that…you were tying to help and I didn't give a crap about what you had to say because all I was doing was feeling sorry for myself. But now I realize that I shouldn't forget about Kouichi because he wouldn't want that and I know he wouldn't do what I'm doing if I had died." The light now shone down on the floor. "Takuya," he said in a grim voice. "I can't live without Kouichi…I want you to help me commit suicide."
Takuya remained calm. This had to be one of those dreams that were within a dream. He kicked the bedpost. It wasn't.
"I'm serious," said Kouji who felt that Takuya was having doubts.
"W-wh-why?" asked Takuya.
Kouji sighed. "I feel as if I've come to the end of myself."
Takuya didn't think that much of a good answer. "And the end of Kouji Minamoto?" he asked angrily. "God dammit, Kouji, you're not thinking clearly. We lost a hell of good friend and we're not ready to lose another. Christ, how selfish can you be?"
"It's the way it has to be," Kouji replied in the same grim tone.
Takuya walked over to him, grabbed the flashlight and shone it on Kouji's face. He didn't even recoil.
"God dammit," cursed Takuya as he slapped Kouji across the face. "Don't you realize that for every action there is an opposite reaction?!"
"I don't think that's how it—"
"Shut up," interrupted the nude teen. "Dammit! That's it," he said walking to the window and shutting it. He locked it. "You're staying here tonight. If I wake up and find you dead, I'll bring you back to life and then I'm gonna kill you."
Kouji smiled. He stripped to his boxers and lay down.
"Does that mean I get your bed?"
Takuya grinned. "Not unless you want to sleep next to a naked guy."
"Same here," replied Kouji as he tossed the red plaid boxers into Takuya's face.
The legendary warrior of flame groaned in disgust as he flung the boxes to the ground. He went to his closet and pulled out a green sleeping bag that was only used if he ever went camping (which he never did) or had a friend sleep over. He grabbed a pillow from the living room and did his best to go to sleep. But he wasn't sure if it would be safe or not if Kouji tried to kill himself. But before he could dwell on it any longer, he fell asleep.