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++++Brothers In Spirit+++++
Disclaimer: We do not own Takuya, Izumi, Junpei, Tomoki and ...*sniff sniff* Kouichi or Kouji. Please R+R!!
Authors' notes: We are SOOOO sorry for the extremely long delay.
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! I don't really feel like writing a reply today.. sorry, I'll try to write it next time.

8th part of Story:

~Kouichi's P.o.V.~

I walked down the lonely street, with my hands in my pocket, deep in thought. I didn't understand why I still couldn't remember anything. The doctors had said I had a chance of recovery, but then again...

I shook my head, and abandoned the thought. 'I will remember,' I told myself sternly. It had been three weeks now, and even the air around me didn't seem familiar to me at all. The full moon shone brightly in the sky above. I shivered from the frost cold, as a stepped back into my house for warmth.

"Kouichi, where have you been? What were you doing outside in the freezing cold? I've been looking all over for you!" my mother fussed as she dragged me back into the living room where it was nice and cozy.

"Sorry mother," I apologized sheepishly, seeing that I had woken her up and had her worried. Something caught my eye. I stared at a heavy, red covered binder.

"May I have a look?" I asked politely, indicating the book with a simple gestured. My mother rolled her eyes skeptically.

"You don't have to ask. This is your home too you know."

I took that as her consent, and opened the book to find many pictures of the two of us together. A traced my finger on one that displayed my 6th birthday, wondering why Kouji wasn't there with me. Isn't he supposed to be my brother? My twin? Why would we celebrate the day apart from one another? I frowned, and soon realized, as I continued to plow through the book that Kouji and my father was nowhere to be found. Who was my father anyway? And what was he like?

I stopped at a page that displayed an elderly woman holding me in her arms during a festival.

"Who's this?" I muttered under my breath.

"That's your grandmother, Kouichi," my mother stated. "She died a few months ago. She loved very much."

+Flashback+

"Grandma," I whispered softly. I glanced at the aged women in front of me. Her face was lined with wrinkles and sadness. Her breathing was irregular, and she coughed every few seconds.

"Kouichi..."

"What is it grandma?" I asked shakily.

"Kouichi... you have... a brother."

I was shocked. It couldn't be. Who could he be? And why didn't my mother tell me for all these years?

"His name is... Kouji..." She croaked painfully.

+End of Flashback+

I blinked, and shook my head furiously not understanding what that meant. How did I recall this event? Why did it feel so... familiar?

"Are you alright?" my mother asked frantically, clamping her hand over my forehead like I had come down with a fever or something. I smiled to reassure her.

"I'm fine, really. I think I'll go the bed now." I managed to keep my voice from trembling, despite the fact that I was stunned at the sudden flashback. I still didn't understand what it meant, what she said. Why would she tell me I had a brother? Unless I didn't know Kouji from the start...

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"Hey Kouichi, wait up!" I turned, and saw Kouji running towards me, lugging his black backpack behind him. I slowed down my pace and hesitated to ask him.

"What is it?"

"Erm... Kouji," I paused.

"Yeah?"

"Have we always known each other?"

Kouji paused, as if digesting the information. Instantly, his grinned, "So you remember now?"

I shook my head, as he cast his look downwards again. I felt bad for not telling him about the flashback I had the night previous, but these... memories, they were...

I bit my lip, not knowing what word to use. They were extraordinary, yet they were frightening all the same. It seemed so complicated. I had always thought my life was normal, just like everyone else's. And now that I've seen one, I didn't know if I even wanted to remember anything anymore...

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~Izumi's P.o.V.~

I opened my eyes to the dreary light of the hospital and winced.

"Izumi, are you alright?" It was Takuya, his face white and gaunt. I wondered how long I had asleep for, so I asked.

"Oh... actually, only a day. The doctor said you would make a full recovery, as long as you take it easy for the next few weeks."

I nodded.

"Oh, and Izumi... about the fall, I'm really sorr--" Takuya started to apologize.

"IZUMI!!!!!!"

The patients around us jumped, and stared at Junpei, who clambered through the door with a basket full of... um... I can't exactly say.

Right behind him, were a flustered Tomoki, and the bewildered look of the Kouji and Kouichi. They were either obviously embarrassed of Junpei, or else trying their best to hope that the people around them did not suspect them of being friends.

I groaned loudly, adding to the perplex faces of the patients, and the nurse who was trying to stop Junpei from running to my bed.

"Izumi, look what I brought!" Junpei huffed, and showed me what was inside the basket. Inside, were the assortments of fruit and candy. I sighed aloud, realizing this was edible. After all, I was hungry.

"I tried to make a cake my sweet Izumi, but it didn't turn out right," Junpei pouted for an apology, while I rolled my eyes.

"Hey Izumi, you okay?" the others asked. I smiled and nodded.

"It's only a sprained ankle." I informed them.

"Only?" Kouji raised his eyebrow. I blushed, remembering my fall onto the rocks. 'I thought I was going to die,' I sighed, but replied, "I'll be fine."

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~two weeks later~

"Alright!" I shrieked, as I tried to run out of the hospital, in crutches. The boys looked at each other nervously, as Takuya ran after me in guilt. I guess he still thinks it was his fault that I was injured.

"I want something to eat!!" I announced, as I twirled dangerously on a leg. They sweatdropped, but didn't argue. I was plainly bored of the hospital food that I had to eat for the last 7 days and was eagerly looking forward to a good meal.

As we stepped into a pizza parlour, and almost at once, Takuya challenged Junpei to a pizza eating contest. The rest of us sweatdropped, and sat down, while Kouji kindly offered to take our orders and Takuya and Junpei ordered the 'All you can eat' meal.

I sat there, with the pizza half way entering my mouth as I watched to two gorge down the pizzas. I scoffed in disgust, while the Kouji calmly continued eating, as if nothing was happening. Kouichi watched with me, with great amusement.

"Do they always do that?" he asked, cocking his head slightly while biting into his pizza. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"Disgusting isn't it?" I added.

"Hey, we're making good use of our money," Takuya managed to say, pretending to look offended. He then grinned, "Remember last time? What I did to you Kouichi, aww man... you'd be killing me if you remembered."

Kouichi lowered his head miserably, as I glared at Takuya.

"Sorry Kouichi, didn't mean to say that," Takuya muttered, casting his look away from mine nervously. I smiled, and continued eating. It's too bad. If only I had been watching Kouichi's reaction instead of glaring at Takuya, I would've realized that he wasn't just hurt, he was starting to remember...

Author's Note

Kate: ... I have no comment. Do you guys really want me to turn this into "Koukou"? seriously... I don't really know. I've never written a yaoi before, and I don't guarantee a good one. I was planning to make this brotherly Koukou, and a bit Kouzumi. The only problem is, I'm starting to hate Kouzumi, so I'm quite flexible in my choice.

Tell me what you want, because I don't really mind. Please R+R

I'm *blush* sorry for the huge delay. I know I made a promise, but I'm losing my interest in Digimon. I'll finished this somehow though, that I can do... most probably anyway. Anyway, thanks for all who reviewed!