My Sundown
A Takouji fic
Chapter Two – All or nothing
AN: As before, this is STILL Yaoi/Shounen-ai, so if that bothers you might want to leave. ^^ Anyway, I changed my story idea, as it was far too complicated, and it's much easier to just write angsty, teenage, hormonal boy smut than what I was going to write. So just ignore the whole Wolfmon thing. It never happened, and I know some of you didn't even notice it to begin with, anyway. O.o;
***In Japan, the legal age to drive is eighteen. Just remember that m'kay? ~.^
Original Character you'll need to remember:
Tsuzuki – Takuya's own, one boy fan club.
Arashi – Takuya's girlfriend.
Disclaimer: Everything related to Digimon is copyrighted to its respective owners. I, sadly, own nothing (except the plot) but I'd be willing to share Kouichi if you big corporate guys are willing to. =D

As it happened, as soon as Kouji waltzed (quite literally) through the door, Kouichi took it upon himself to pounce on his younger twin.
"Where have you been? Why are you so late? ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! I'm your older brother I demand that you tell me!"
"Only older by six minutes," Kouji dismissed, kissing his fuming twin on the cheek.
Kouji slipped off his boots and placed them neatly next to his brother's, before slipping into a pair of blue slippers. They were well worn and soft, and Kouji adored them because of the stars and moons that decorated the toe. He placed his bag full of Naruto manga on the counter inside the small kitchen, and retrieved a soda from the fridge. Kouichi stamped his foot angrily.
"You will not ignore me!" he snapped, placing his hands on his hips. He really could be very demanding, and very feminine, when upset, and Kouji supposed it was because he'd been raised by their mother and grandmother.
"I'm not ignoring you," Kouji said, "I just don't want to fight with you. What's the big deal if I was with Takuya all day anyway?"
"You're sick! You should be resting! I'm not…I'm not trying to pick a fight with you Kouji-chan, I'm just worried."
Kouji snorted. He'd had a great time with Takuya, what was there to be worried about? Kouichi's eyes softened when the long haired twin asked this, and he reached out a hand to rest it light on his forearm.
"Kouji…I just don't want to see you get hurt. You're my brother, I care for you. Takuya left you alone before and look how much it hurt you. What if he does it again?"
"I don't care," Kouji choked out, slamming his drink down on the counter, "It's better than being alone!"
"Oh Kouji-chan…" Kouichi said, his eyes so full of sympathy as he reached to take his younger brother into his arms that Kouji shoved him away.
"Don't look at me like I'm helpless!" he snapped. He grabbed his bag of manga off the counter and stomped off to his room, tears burning against the back of his eyes as they threatened to fall.

Kouji didn't have the heart to apologize to his brother, so on Monday morning when the two got up to dress for school, the apartment was filled with an awkward, lacking silence. Where it once had been filled with laughter and light, there was now a sulking quiet. Junpei noticed the change and confronted each twin about it, but he found himself to be running in circles. Both refused to talk, seeing as it had been their first fight, and he felt like blaming their pain on someone. He hated to see his lover and good friend hurting.
"Takuya-san!" he called that day after school, catching up to the boy with long strides. Takuya turned to him, his soccer uniform rustling as the wind came rushing in. Junpei thought he looked rather picturesque with a black and white hexagonal ball tucked under one arm.
"Junpei-kun!" he said cheerfully, "I haven't seen you in a long time! How are things with Kouichi-san?"
"They're pretty good. But I have a question…regarding Kouji."
Takuya's eyes perked up. "Oh? Ok, I'm listening." The brown haired boy placed the soccer ball by his feet.
"What do you want from him?"
"Nani?"
"Well, that is to say, what are your intentions with him? He's practically my own brother now, you know. I won't let you hurt him! If you're just using him-"
Takuya gave a bark of laughter. "You and Kouichi need to realize two things. Firstly," he said complacently, "Kouji-kun is most defiantly not a child, so stop defending him. Secondly, I've missed him. It was wonderful hanging out with him again and I fully intend to carry on this friendship until...until forever."
Junpei looked uncertainly at him. "Promise?"
"I promise on a stack of CLAMP manga."
Junpei cracked a smile.
"Well, there's nothing more holy than that."
"Certainly not, that's why I said it." Takuya smirked playfully.
They both stared at one another for a bit, Takuya's eyes boring down into Junpei's, as he'd grown to be taller than his older friend. The brown haired boy reached down and snatched up his ball, nodded politely at Junpei before racing off to join his 'friends' on the soccer field. Junpei smiled after him, shaking his head at how mature Takuya had gotten.

Kouichi knocked hesitantly on his brother's door, waiting for a response before he went in. A muffled cry came from the other side for whoever it was to go away, which was followed by a loud sniff and a covered sob. Kouichi sighed and walked in any way, eyes slowly adjusting to the lack of light in the room.
"Go away," Kouji weakly demanded, his form a lump on the middle of his bed. Kouichi sat down on his beside him, his extra weight making a dent in the mattress. He reached out to stroke his twin's hair, and was relieved when Kouji didn't knock his hand away.
"Kouji-chan…oh love, I'm sorry I upset you so much."
"Baka…" Kouji sniffled. Kouichi bit back a laugh.
"I'll make you a promise," the oldest concluded, pulling his brother into his lap, "I'll be respective of your relationship with Takuya if you promise we don't fight anymore. I don't like fighting with you."
Kouji smiled at him, "Deal."

That Tuesday, as planned, Takuya caught up with Kouji after their second period Language class to see what they were going to do that night. The dark haired boy shrugged.
"Maybe we could…eat food?" the brown haired boy suggested. Kouji sighed.

"Why don't you just come get me at my place around six? Maybe one of us can think of something by then."

Takuya gave an enthusiastic nod, "Will do!" he chirped, before excusing himself and dashing off to his next period.

Staring after him, Kouji wondered silently if he was being maybe a little to…trusting of the ex-goggled one. He could tell that Takuya was clearly sorry for any pain he had caused in the past, but he couldn't help but let a few of Kouichi's nagging words bubble up inside of his head.

At least this time, he mused, if Takuya does decide to randomly dump me, it won't be as much of a surprise.

The rest of the day went by in a bit of a blur for the dark haired boy, his consciousness floating in and out of concentration on his schoolwork. It didn't occur to him until sometime later that he was, in effect, having some sort of date with Takuya, and when it did hit him he had to put his head between his legs to quay the nauseous that threatened to over power him.

Kouichi and Junpei found him that way a few minutes later, exchanging worried glances when they heard him muttering to himself.

"Kouji-chan? Love…are you alright?" the older twin asked, bending over to look at Kouji through his waterfall of long, dark hair.

"'m good…" he managed, trying desperately to keep his lunch of strawberry pocky and egg sandwiches down.

Kouichi, however, didn't look very convinced. "Maybe you should stay home tonight. I could go catch Takuya before practice and –"

"NO! I'm fine, just a little dizzy. We had to mess with chemicals today in Chem. It's no big deal, the fumes just got to me."

"But-"

Looking up slightly, Kouji caught Junpei pinch his twin slightly on the forearm, and while he winced, he nodded in understanding. It seemed to be that the older boy was telling his lover to stop talking. It worked, Kouichi's face twisted with the pain of containing unsaid words, but he kept quiet.

Figuring that his argument might not be too convincing unless he soon became undizzy, he stood erect in a slow, cautious manner. When nothing threatened to come projecting out of his mouth, he stood up completely.

"You promised, remember?" Kouji said, looking earnestly into Kouichi's turquoise eyes. The older twin didn't look away, but he did nod, albeit a slightly defeated nod.

"Yeah. Sorry. But…promise me you'll take some aspirin before you go out? Just to please your over protective, over bearing, older brother?"

Kouji laughed, a sound that the other two hadn't heard in quiet awhile, and nodded his head in confirmation.

When they got home, Kouji immediately set to getting ready. First he took a shower, and after shaving, he put on at least a dozen different outfits before he decided on one. Kouichi insisted on helping him, and silently the younger twin thanked him for it. His hands were shaking so badly when he tried to do his hair that Kouichi calmly took the comb and combed out his long hair, separating it in the middle and braiding a few strands randomly. Disappearing for a moment, he reappeared with a long black pencil, with which he used to line Kouji's eyes expertly.

Stepping back, Kouichi took in Kouji's long denim jeaned legs, and the light blue shirt that hugged his torso in just all the right spots. The liner around his eyes made him look older, as well as breathtakingly exquisite. Next to his hair, his eyes were defiantly Kouji's best feature. The liner, while doing all of the above, also made them stand out strongly, and when you looked at his face the fist thing you noticed was his eyes.

Stepping forward, Kouichi gathered Kouji into his arms, and after placing a gentle kiss to his forehead, pulled back to hold him at arm's length.

"If Takuya doesn't jump you when he sees you I'll be completely shocked." The oldest admonished, grinning. Kouji's eyes almost bugged out of their sockets.

"Where'd that come from? You never say stuff like that."

"Hey, I'm trying to be supportive."

"That was…what made you say something like that?"

"You DO want him, don't you?"

Kouji blushed deeply, his heart starting to pound frantically in his breast, and he shook his head vehemently.

"No! Of course not, we're only friends."

"Kouji-chan," Kouichi sighed, "you've never been kissed, you've never had a lover…and you're seventeen! I worry about you. I don't want you…to be alone. We can't be together forever. I want to know you've got someone to fall back on."

"I have been kissed." The younger twin murmured, flushing, if possible, even darker, and looking down at his feet.

Kouichi raised on brow in skepticism. "Really? Who?"

Kouji muttered something to himself and tried to look anywhere but at Kouichi's imploring face.

"I'm insulted that you haven't told me about having already been kissed."

"It's nothing big…it just happened Sunday night…"

"So it WAS Takuya!"

"Yeah…yeah it was."

Kouichi smiled mirthlessly, shaking his head in exasperation as he released Kouji from his grip.

"It's almost six." He said, and he left Kouji alone in his room, his hurt voice echoing softly in the confines of Kouji's brain.

Fidgeting nervously, Takuya ran a hand threw his hair once, and gave two sharp raps on apparent 607's door. He waited a moment, and just as he was about to knock again, the door was yanked open.

"Takuya-chan! Hey, come in. Kouji's just finishing getting ready." Greeted Junpei, opening the door wide and stepping back to let the younger boy in. Takuya smiled gratefully and stepped inside.

The apartment wasn't the largest, and he found himself pleasantly surprised to find the place relatively spotless.

"They're both anal neat freaks." Junpei offered with a rueful smile.

"Sounds like Kouji."

"Doesn't it?"

They laughed, and just as they were getting into the comforts of a conversation, Kouji stepped from his bedroom, looking like sex walking. Takuya's heart jumped into his throat.

"Hey," the brown haired boy greeted, pushing off from the wall he was leaning against and turning to face the hallway's new occupant.

"Hey," the other said, rubbing his arms in a very self-conscious manner.

"Ready to go?"

"Um, yeah. I've just got to say goodbye to Kouichi."

Kouji wandered off for a second, but reappeared shortly with a perplexed look on his face. He ignored both Takuya and Junpei's questioning looks and bent to pull on his large black boots.

"He'll be back before dawn," Takuya promised Junpei, making the older boy chuckle.

The two filed out the door, Takuya in the lead, Kouji following mere steps behind him. Down the elevator and out of the apartment building, the two walked to the parking lot just beyond, and Takuya proudly stepped up to sleek black motorcycle.

"I borrowed it from my friend Rei." He said with a grin, tossing the shocked Kouji a helmet.

"He said he'd dismember me if I scratched her, so we'd better be careful, ne?"

"You…you're not old enough to drive," Kouji stuttered, finally finding his voice, "Can you even handle this thing?"

"Oh I can handle it…the question is, can you?" Takuya sent his friend an evil grin.

Kouji strapped the helmet on and swung his leg over the back of the bike, sliding forward and wrapping his arms around Takuya's waist.

"I can TOTALLY handle it," he whispered into the flushing brunette's ear.

As soon as the bike took off, Kouji's arms wrapped around Takuya's middle with an almost suffocating pressure, though the ex-goggled one had to admit he didn't mind it. Kouji's firm, lanky body was pressed against his back completely, the only thing between them the thin fabric of Kouji's shirt and his own leather jacket.

"Where are we going?" the dark haired boy yelled above the rushing wind.

"This place I know!" Takuya answered back, kicking the bike into a higher gear. Swerving masterfully between cars and other various motor vehicles, the brunette turned down a side road not too far ahead. He slowed down slightly, and as they passed a ramshackle building with the words 'The Free For All' flashing in bright, neon green words above the door, Takuya slowed to a stop and pulled up beside a curb across the street.

"What IS this place?" Kouji half shrieked, terrified Takuya had just dragged him to some hooker bar.

Takuya just laughed. "It's this open club that I come to a lot. No age limit required." He added, seeing the other boy's eyes narrow in suspicion.

Kouji didn't really know what to say, so he just took off his helmet and placed it gingerly on the back of the bike, following Takuya's example as the boy climbed off the motorcycle.

They walked across the street, the shorter boy's hands jammed into his jacket pockets, looking at the ground as if it was something incredibly fascinating. Kouji, having not worn a jacket, let his arms hang loosely by his sides.

Takuya knocked three times on the door. A slit in the door opened, and two aggressive looking gray eyes looked out.

"Yes?" the eyes asked.

"Can we come play?" Takuya asked innocently, smiling.

The slit slammed shut, and a few seconds later the door opened, music, smoke, and the smell of alcohol assaulting their senses in one fell swoop.

"Don't worry," Takuya said as they walked inside, "you've got to have an ID to buy drinks, and most people will leave you alone if you don't cause trouble."

Taking Kouji's hand so as not to lose him, the two pushed through the crowd of sweaty, hot, dancing bodies until the found a table in the back. Takuya shucked off his jacket and threw it over the back of a chair, then turned to Kouji with an expectant smile.

"Shall we?"

The dark haired boy raised a brow. "Shall we what?"

"Dance silly!"

"…I don't dance."

"Don't you know how?"

"Of COURSE I know how…I just…I've never really danced in front of people before."

"First time for everything, ne?" the brunette beamed, taking Kouji's hand again and dragging him out toward the dancers.

Utada Hikaru's Hikari beat out an excellent rhythm, and soon Kouji couldn't help but let his body fall victim to the pulsing beat. Takuya watched in amazement as Kouji's body spun and twirled, swayed and convulsed in the sexiest dance he'd ever seen. It was like the taller boy was making love with the music, and by the small the smile that was gracing his face, he was enjoying every fucking moment of it.

The masses seemed to close in around them, and soon Takuya and Kouji found their bodies pressed together, dancing furiously to a remixed version of the theme from Brave Heart. Both had their eyes closed, both were grinding desperately against the other's body, both lost in a world of passion, music, and each other. It didn't matter that people were stopping to watch them, or that their limbs were screaming with fatigue. All that mattered was that right then, in that moment, they felt what they'd both been trying to deny for the past five years – that they needed one another, in the most primal, human sort of way there is to be needed.

Kissing the side of Kouji's neck, Takuya snaked an arm around the dark haired boy's waist, pulling him as close as possible without climbing inside of the boys clothes.

"Kouji…" he panted, his mind whirling with the intoxicating closeness of the other's body.

"Yesss…"

"I lo-"

"TAKUYA-SAN!"

Takuya pulled away from Kouji's body, ripping away from the intimate embrace so quickly Kouji almost fell, but he steadied himself with his friend's shoulder.

Following the brunette's horrified gaze, Kouji saw a short, brown haired boy waving frantically from a few feet away.

"Tsuzuki…" he whispered breathlessly.

And Kouji saw that standing behind the boy were several other people, all of varying different heights and ages. But he knew all those faces, had memorized them all a dozen times from watching them hover around Takuya as if he were some sort of God. And right in the thick of them stood a beautiful skinny blonde haired girl. She broke from the crowd and approached Takuya with confident strides.

"Hello Taku-love." She cooed.

Takuya paled slightly. "Hello Arashi."

Sorry about the long wait for this chapter everyone. ^^; Believe me when I say I got frustrated with it enough that I almost forgot about it. But I didn't, and thanks to everyone that's reviewed so far, because without you this chapter probably would have never gotten written! So PLEASE REVIEW! It inspires me to write more. =D
Love,
Ember