LETTER LOST TO THE SECOND SON

DD: Awesome My first digimon fic. Okkies, hope you like!!

SUMMARY: After their parents split, a letter was lost. Kouji never did get his letter…

DISCLAIMER: Don't have any money so it would be pointless to sue.

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Hi Kouji,

It's Mummy.

Well, this is a little odd, huh? I'm not really sure what to write, I mean, I'm leaving in half an hour with your brother.

We'll both be staying at grandmas.

You'll stay here though. With Daddy. And with your new step mummy.

It's nice, to be here, watching you sleep. You're 13 months today, you and your brother. Did you know that?

13 months ago, I was in that hospital room giving birth. Screaming hysterically of course. Your brother always had a big head. You were a breeze after him, but that's the way it is with twins, huh?

You know what? I was so sure it'd be alright. Your father and I, I don't think we ever were truly in love, but back then, that didn't matter. We were young and foolishly infatuated with each other, I was the naïve senior, last year high school and looking for love, and he was the gorgeous, intelligent 3rd year law, uni student. Ah, we were screwed from the start, weren't we?

I guess it was only a matter of time before I got pregnant. We married straight away, before I was showing. We didn't want people to acknowledge that we were sleeping together before we were husband and wife. For our parents, ignorance was bliss.

Yeah, there was no love between us. A mutual like, but we lacked the passion that my Mother had always told me about, and that hurt.

But don't you dare go thinking that I regretted either you or Kouichi. The pair of you were the best thing that ever happened to me, I knew from the moment you let out your first breath.

Divorce was inevitable though. I don't blame your father for taking another women to his bed. I don't want you to blame him either. She's a good woman. Be kind to her Kouji.

Alas, for this is my final statement. Kouji, you listen good here alright? Don't you ever go even suggesting that I didn't want you. You were my baby…I would've taken you both had I the choice. But I couldn't, just couldn't. Your father had to take one of you, and despite you being younger; I needed to take Kouichi with me. You won't understand yet, you may never understand, but still. He…requires me more than you do.

Huh, it just occurred to me how little sense this will make to a one year old. Maybe I'll ask your Father to keep it until your older.

Ah, it's 10 past 11, I was due at my mothers 10 minutes ago.

Forgive me Kouji.

I'll miss you like heck. Kouichi'll miss his little brother as well, I assure you.

Love you

Mummy

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That night, Saskia Kimura left her husband Detou Minamoto along with her 4-minute-older son; she went to her mothers and remained there for several years before she moved into a tiny two-bedroom house.

The morning after she left, Detou lied to his small son, and reported that the boy's mother and brother had died in a car accident on the way home from the shops.

He never did get his letter.

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There we go! So what did you think? You like, or is it to corny and pointless? Meh, Please review!!

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