Brothers In Spirit
Disclaimer: We do not own Takuya, Izumi, Junpei, Tomoki and ...sniff sniff Kouichi or Kouji. Please RR!!
Authors' notes: This is our second fic so we really hope you will enjoy it!
Pairing(s): Koukou (brotherly) and maybe Kozumi or Izuichi later onwards Warning: Please do not read this fic if you are a Junpei (JP) fan. (contains Junpei bashing)
Thank you for all the reviews .
anime-lover10: Thanks, I'm glad you like it. I agree, there are way too many incest fics about Kouji and Kouichi together o.O... I mean sure.. I read them I admit, but there are some that go WAY overboard... like Kouichi "pestering" Kouji? Or vice versa o.O...
neofilly: Aw… that's so nice of you to say that . Thank you. I have no idea what you expected, but I hope I'll continue to surprise you for the rest of the story. Hope you like the fic!
RoseniteHuntress: Thanks! It's too bad your not gonna continue your story. I liked the Beginning, though it got kinda confusing in chapter 2 and three… o well, thx for reviewing.
Angichi: LoL, I'm glad that you're happy. Haha, sorry for not updating for soo long. Too much homework and it's gonna take me even longer to get the next chapter done I bet. But I promise you I'll try my best. Don't worry, Kouichi's gonna wake him somehow... er... I just don't know how o.O he has no reason to wake up. Lemme think... o well, we'll see. I'm not gonna tell you the ending ;) thx for reviewing!
6th part of Story:
Kouji's P.o.V.
"Ms... Kimura?" I stuttered.
She paused. "Who is this? ...Kouichi?"
I was surprised. I didn't sound like him also did I?
(Kate: no… I'm not stupid, they don't sound like each other. Even though I watch the dubbed version, they still have different voices and I'd be a fool to not recognize Kouichi's voice since I'm a die hard him fan! I like Kouji's jap voice though . cough ANYWAYS!! Let's continue :P:P)
"I'm... Kouji."
I hold hear a weak gasp from the other end of the line.
"Kouji..."
"Listen, Ms. Kimura... mom... about Kouichi, he's in the hospital right now and well..." I couldn't continue, as I winced from the rather loud shrieks and anxious shouts of my mother.
"WHAT? Is he alright? What happened? What's going on? Are you okay? Are you hurt? KOUJI?..." I could hear Izumi try to calm her down, as I rubbed my ear in desperation. I was surprised at how worried she was for him... and for me especially, since we had only just met a few hours ago.
"Well, I'm fine... but Kouichi..." I started.
"What?! What's wrong! Wait, don't tell me, I'll be there in a second." This was followed by a heavy slam, which seemed to have missed the receiver, so I was capable to hear what was happening around in the house. There was another slam of the door, which signaled the leaving of my mother.
"Hello? Kouji?" It was Izumi.
"Hey Izumi..." I sighed tiredly.
"Kouji, Ms. Kimura and Takuya just left to meet you. Are you sure your alright?" she asked me hurriedly. I quickly tried to hide my exhaustion.
"Yeah..." I replied rather sadly.
"What's wrong?" you're not hurt are you?"
"No..."
"Then what?" she persisted.
"Kouichi... he's..." I paused. She made no attempt to interrupt me.
"He's in coma right now. You know when he came after me when I left his house, well, I guess I was rather harsh with him and well... he ran and accidentally got hit by this drunk driver in depression," I hung my head, realizing that I wasn't there when my brother needed me most. My eyes stung, but I refused to let tears get the best of me.
"I see..." she said slowly, then if actually finally understanding what I said, "What? Are you serious? We'll I'm sure you didn't know what you were saying..." she soothed, but her words brought little comfort.
"Kouji!" I turned to be smothered in someone's arms. It was my mother. I returned the hug without noticing myself.
"Hey buddy, are you alright?" It was Takuya. I nodded shakily and pointed to the doors Kouichi was in.
"Kouichi!" my mother tried to rush in but was stopped by the nurse.
"I'm sorry miss, but this patient should not receive any visitors until tomorrow morning."
"But..." she persisted, but soon gave up and collapsed in a nearby chair worn out. Takuya walked over to where I leaned on the wall.
"So..." He started uncertainly.
"What?"
"Um..." he tried again, and then blurted, "Are you and Kouichi really brothers?"
I stared at him for a second, the shrugged and looked away.
"Aw... come on. What's the matter? Well, other than the fact that Kouichi's in coma and you don't feel comfortable with about this new concept of him being your brother and all… Hey wait... if Kouichi's your brother would that make Ms. Kimura your... wow! Isn't that great? I know you've always wanted to meet her and now you can! But I thought you told me she was..." he exclaimed.
I groaned silently wishing the brunette would stop. He got the point, because he stopped almost instantly.
"Aw... come on buddy. Don't worry about it, I'm sure everything will turn out fine..." he whispered. I sighed and wished his words were true. We stood silently for a while. I listened to endless typing of the nurse as she reported another accident.
"By the way," Takuya said suddenly, "do ever plan to talk to your...mom?" He nodded his head over to Ms. Kimura, who had apparently fallen asleep after crying for so many hours. I shrugged and tore my eyes away from her. How was I suppose to talk to someone I had never known my entire life? After all, I was told she was dead, and I was already starting to accept my step-mother as my mom, even though I was really that used to it yet... and now this?
After chaperoning Ms. Kimura back to her house, I decided it was time I went to mine.
I quietly opened the door, trying my best not to make any sound, but it didn't matter.
"Kouji!" I turned to see my step-mom hug me all the same. My dad stood over us, with a worried expression worn on his face.
"Where were you Kouji? What happened?" he said sounding both angry and concerned.
I was surprised at how worried they were of me, and for the first time realized that they cared a lot about me. I forced myself to yawn.
"He can tell us tomorrow honey," my step-mother said hastily as she pushed me towards my bedroom. I was rather annoyed by her actions. She was treating me like a 5 year old, but I didn't complain. Anything was better than telling them what really happened.
I stared at the ceiling of my bedroom, unable to sleep, as I listened to the endless whisperings of my parents. They were worried about me, even my dad, which surprised me since it was him who lied about my mother being dead. Did my step-mother know? I don't think so; he never mentioned it in front of her, or at least from what I know.
(Kate: as you can probably tell, I refuse to bash the parents. I just don't think they're actually bad . ... Now to Kouichi... I miss him sniff I can't even write in his P.o.V cuz he's in coma o.O NOOOO!! Gr… he'd better wake up soon!!)
Normal P.o.V.
A young boy lies in bed unnoticing of his condition, his friends or his family. He gives his brother this burden of facing the world alone. He gives his mother the reason to worry and wonder the instant she should wake. He leaves his friends mourn and stand helplessly as current event flash by before them.
Yet no one could help him either. But one can always say there is hope. But for him, there will always be...
Darkness.
Author's Note:
Kate: o.O confused? I am. I tried to grasp the concept of Darkness being a part of Kouichi but... I don't think it came clear. Oh well... I just watched the episode where Kouichi gives the spirit of darkness to Kouji and he gets scanned by Lucemon!! O.O!! sobs hysterically well.. it wasn't that sad, but still.
(I know I'm a bit slow when it comes to Digimon. In fact, I only started watching in episode 18 or something where Tommy makes those burgers. So I have NOOO idea what happened in the first 15 or so episodes. Oh well, I'm trying my best to string ties with the show itself .)
Oh, and btw.. I just wanna post up what I think of couplings right now. (dunno why.. me bored) This is probably how it stands on why I should write them.
Kate: Stay toon for the next chappie. Dunno when I'll update but I'll try my best .
