Disclaimer-Although I wish I owned Digimon, I don't. Akiyoshi Hongo does. sobs I want Digimon cards!

A/N-Thank you Mid-Moonlight and CeTe for asking me to add another chapter. In fact, that's the main reason why this is chapter two and not the one shot, Kouji's Revenge, as I planned.

Ch. 2-Kouji plots

Kouji stared at the ants that marched past the kitchen sink. Stupid Takuya, he thought, taking a napkin and wiping off all the ants in one swipe. He just had to get me in trouble for this.

After Kouichi had played the, as he called it, 'Izumi trick' on Kouji, there had been tiny incidents in which Kouichi would go ballistic, and Kouji's bandanas suffered greatly.

The bandanas which had once ranged in the hundreds had dwindled down to a mere eight, one for every day of the week, and Kouji's extremely lucky bandana. And Kouji dared not bring them into his twins house anymore, so they were kept hidden, safely, somewhere. Kouji made sure never to tell anyone their location.

Especially considering the fact that he dug a hole at the base of a tree in his garden, hid a box containing his bandanas there, then covered it up.

But half the 'incidents' weren't even Kouji's fault. Most of them were Takuya's, or Junpei's. And the incidents that were their faults mostly contained Kouichi's money being stolen and used for arcade games.

The reason Kouji was cleaning the sink now was because Takuya had spilled a whole jug of juice in the kitchen. And now there were ants.

"Kouichi," Kouji called out, "the ants have been terminated."

His older twin walked into the kitchen, surveying Kouji's work. "Hmm...they're on the floor, now, Kouji. Oh well. Takuya's at the door. He says it's important," Kouichi said after a minute of silence.

Wincing a bit, Kouji stiffly walked to the door, then glared at Takuya. "You have the money?" asked Kouji.

Takuya looked around, nodded and slipped his hand into his jacket pocket. "Only half, though. Junpei's bringing the other half tomorrow," he muttered back, handing the money to Kouji.

Kouji nodded and closed the door. "Perfect. Now I just have to give this much to Kouichi a-"

"What's that, Kouji?" Kouichi asked suspiciously from the kitchen doorway.

Yelping, Kouji hid the extra money behind his back. "Uhm, here's the money that we owe you for breaking the window!" he said hastily handing the money to his brother before running outside.

Kouichi watched his brother slam the door behind him. "Hmm...wonder what he's up to..."

Kouji walked into the hardware store, heading immediately for the paint section where Takuya was waiting for him. "Did you find any good paints?" asked the nervous bandana head.

Holding up a bucket, Takuya grinned. "Bright neon pink, glow-in-the-dark."

The two snickered, then walked down the paint aisle. As they passed the purple paints, Kouji got a shade of lavender. "Perfect...I can see it now," he said, grinning, "Kouichi's room painted hot glow-in-the-dark neon pink with light lavender spots! It's brilliant."

"Almost too brilliant," Takuya agreed.

"What's brilliant that has to do with Kouichi's room and the colors pink and purple?" asked a voice filled with mock curiousity.

Kouji and Takuya both froze in their spots, wincing. Turning around, they found Izumi frowning at them, hands placed on her hips. Kouji gulped and hissed, "Er...Takuya, take care of your girlfriend!"

It was Takuya's turn to gulp. "Hey Izumi. Er...did we have a date today that I forgot about?"

The frown turned into a glare that was directed solely at Takuya. "NO, that was yesterday, when you decided to go to the arcade with Kouji. And Kouji had the last of his bandanas burned when Kouichi came over to burn them because he couldn't find the lighter at his house," Izumi snapped. "Today was when you were supposed to apologize."

His eyes widened considerably. Takuya stuttered until he finally yelled, "I THOUGHT IT WAS TODAY EVENING, NOT YESTERDAY!" Remembering they were in a store, he dropped his voice. "You said the fourteenth, right?"

Coughing, Kouji tapped his misguided friend on the shoulder. As politely and as calmly as he could, Kouji stated, "Today is the fifteenth."

Takuya went pale. "Then my calendar..." Before he could finish that statement, his cell phone rang. Automatically, Takuya picked it up. "Hello? Oh, I have a question for you before you hang up, and yes, I will get the groceries. Dearest little brother, go check my calendar. It's on my door. Yeah, that one. What's the year...and the month?" A few seconds passed before Takuya's jaw fell. "Y...you mean..." he stuttered, "that my calendar is...MY CALENDAR IS A YEAR BEHIND!"

As Takuya hung up, Kouji and Izumi burst into laughter. "Takuya," Izumi said between fits of laughter, "You're so funny!"

"Yeah!" Kouji agreed, cracking up even more. Then he added, "IF BY FUNNY YOU MEAN PATHETIC!"

Takuya twitched. "OH, Kouji..."

Kouji stopped laughing and looked at his goggle-headed friend, a smile still on his face. "Yeah?"

"I AM NOT HELPING YOU PAINT KO-" Before he could finish his outburst, someone cleared their throat from behind Takuya. Takuya spun around, his eyes widening before he jumped behind Kouji and asked, "Uhm, yes, Kouichi?"

Kouichi held out his hand, a business-like look on his face. "You're short a dollar."

"I AM!"

"OOPS," Kouji said out loud in realization, fishing for the money in his pocket. Taking it out, he handed it to his twin. "There, bye!"

Suspiciously, Kouichi narrowed his eyes on his twin. "Bye?" he repeated. "I need indigo paint, so I'm not going anywhere, unless you three are leaving..."

"Wh-what for?" Takuya asked, trying to remain indifferent as he changed the topic.

"...For my room," answered Kouichi after staring at Kouji and Takuya each for about a minute. Then he added, throwing a glare at his twin, "And for the border of the window."

Laughing uneasily, Kouji put away the paint buckets in his hand as inconspiciously as possible. "Wow...that's...nice," he said, just as he pushed the two buckets back on the shelf.

"Yes, isn't it?" remarked Kouichi drily. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for Junpei's money while looking at paints. Uh...because...uhm." Kouji stopped, unable to think up a good fabrication.

Takuya yelled random things out before he finally said in a coherent voice, "We've been thinking of making a tree house and we're looking for...nice paints."

"Nice...?" Izumi repeated. "He hit his head one too many times. He means we're looking for cute designs and paints and things like that!"

"No, cool designs!" Takuya yelled childishly.

Before the argument could continue, Kouji pretended to be surprised. "I thought you were painting your room and wanted help choosing a better shade," he lied, his eyes wide.

"Oh, no, I like my room red," Takuya answered truthfully. "You mean I didn't tell you about the tree house idea? Jeez, it's the best!"

As Takuya began spouting fake tree house ideas which Kouji wished were true, Kouichi walked away, shaking his head. Izumi sighed as Takuya began using elaborate gestures and talking louder, then covered his mouth with her hand. "He's gone, idiot."

Takuya sighed in relief as Izumi removed her hand. "Good grief, who would have thought he of all people would be here?" he breathed out, resting both hands on either knee as he bent down to catch his breath, tired from the big lie he had woven.

Grumbling, Kouji picked up the paint buckets he had put back on the shelf. "I agree," he said, handing a bucket to Takuya, "Good grief."

"You know, I kinda liked that tree house idea," Izumi commented, clasping both hands behind her back.

Kouji grinned. "After painting Kouichi's room, we're working on that."

"Great!" Takuya exclaimed. After a slight pause, he asked, "Whose tree are we using?"

Izumi and Kouji twitched, but neither said anything about the matter. Instead, Kouji commanded, "Takuya, go get some paint brushes while I stay here and wait for Junpei. And, uh...Izumi?"

"Yeah?" asked Izumi, staring at the two and the paint buckets they held. "You're still going through with this, huh?"

Kouji nodded. "I need you to convince Kouichi not to paint anything yet. Take him out of the house, take him to a restaurant if you will-" Ignoring the outcry from Takuya, Kouji continued, determined, "But he can't paint."

Nodding in affirmation, Izumi let out a sigh. "But can't you do something else instead? This seems a bit extreme..." she mumbled, walking away.

"OH, AND MAKE SURE HE COVERS EVERYTHING IN HIS ROOM BEFORE YOU TAKE IT OUT!" he yelled after her. "That way we don't have to..."

Takuya groaned. "This doesn't seem like a brilliant idea anymore," he muttered, coming back with three brushes. "Are you sure about this?"

Grinning, Kouji asked. "Are you gonna chicken out...?"

"No, but-"

Junpei came running over, holding his money out in front of him. "Wah! Here...you...go, Kouji," he panted, trying to catch his breath.

Kouji took the money, grinning triumphantly. "Kouichi's room, here we go!"

Izumi stopped outside of the Kimura residence nervously. Drawing a breath, she was about to knock on the door when an idea came to her head.

Smiling, she took her cell phone out of her bag and called Tomoki.

"Hello?" came the little boy's voice.

"Tomoki?" Izumi started, "I need you to meet me in front of Kouichi's house in a few minutes...can you do that, or are you busy?"

There was silence at the other end until finally, Tomoki said, "I can make it, but I might take about ten minutes."

She smiled in delight. "Perfect! Then I'll meet you here!" Izumi said, then hung up. She looked at the door again, smiling. Without any hesitation, she knocked on the door.

A/N-Wow, is the anticipation too much? I figured out what I'm going to do, finally. You'll like it, I hope.

I hope.

The hot pink paint idea came from a 'mini fanfic' my friend and I did. It was actually a 'three word story,' but we made it a 'one sentence story,' and I accidentally deleted it. But the idea was preserved and used in an IM conversation, where we added the 'glow-in-the-dark-pink' and purple polka dots.

Please review. I enjoy your reviews. They're awesome and spirit boosting! (Because you people are awesome and spirit boosting!)And your flames, though I have none, just make me determined (I'm like that when insulted, I guess), so review please! I would like constructive criticism, too. I need a lot.

REVIEWS SO FAR-

Lady Darkand Light- I'm really glad you enjoyed it! I hope you enjoyed this chapter too!

Mid-Moonlight- NEH! You're one-shots do not suck. Don't degrade yourself like that! Thanks for reading and reviewing! I added another chapter. Just like you requested! (Actually, it would have been another one-shot, but I decided I might as well make it multi-chaptered with the ideas that came to mind.)

CeTe- Haha...I act like that with my little brother, too. Yeah, siblings will be siblings, won't they? Here's the other chapter! Hope you liked it!

AidoruForever- Even though you reviewed Coming Home, I'm still including you here, cuz you said you liked 'Not The Bandanas.' Thank youuuu! You reviewed in a lot of my fanfics. o.O Can't wait to read yours.

Neh, I love your reviews! Keep reviewing and reading! Or flaming. Whatever suits you. And they actually help me get along my fanfic, too! Otherwise I'd be stumbling in the dark! Arigatou!