A/N-…don't make me say this. .:whimpers:. Fine. I don't own Digimon. Happy!

I Know You, Right?

Kouji took two steps forward, facing the Kanbara's house. Shoving his hands in his pocket, he turned around, winced and pivoted back to the direction he had previously been facing. Why does this have to be so damn hard! Then again, apologizing really wasn't his thing…

Within five minutes, he was at the steps of the house, right hand out of his pocket and hovering over the doorbell. Come on, it's not that hard, Kouji, he told himself, only a millimeter away from pressing the doorbell before he retreated his hand and took a step back.

"WHY CAN'T I JUST RING THE FREAKING DOORBELL!" Kouji yelled, exasperated with himself.

Sumi opened the door, staring at Kouji. Him, she thought, narrowing her eyes at Kouji. "What are you doing here…yelling?"

Kouji turned red. "Uhm…well…see, I kinda was thinking and so then, you know, I had to come over here, and then I had to-" he sputtered before turning around and forcing his mouth shut, wondering, Do I always have to act like an idiot?

Rolling her eyes, Sumi leaned against the side of the doorway, waiting for his explanation. "Yeah, keep talking," she muttered, raising an eyebrow.

"Sumi, who is it?" Kouji heard Mrs. Kanbara ask.

Finally, he swallowed, faced Sumi and asked, "Is Takuya home?"

With a sigh, she nodded and held the door open. "You really need to learn how to get to the point."

Kouji walked in numbly, sticking his hands in his pockets so he'd seem normal. Yet, inside, he was, of course, panicking.

What do I do?

Stand there and look pretty.

No, I mean, what do I say?

WOULD YOU STOP PANICKING! You're worse than Kouichi! And that's saying something!

Kouichi's not that bad!

Who are we talking about, kid, Kouichi or us?

I'm not a kid. I'm the same age as you, idiot.

There we go! Now that you've gone back to normal-

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

Shivering, Kouji shook his head. Damn idiotic voices. Why the hell do they keep arguing? Sighing, he looked around, then found Takuya on the couch, playing video games with his little brother.

Suddenly freezing, he edged towards the door.

"What are you doing?"

Kouji turned to face Sumi. "Uh, well, Takuya's busy, so I might as well come back another time, right? Right!" he laughed uneasily, reaching for the doorknob.

He never really expected her to actually hit him. Push him back, yes, but not hit him. But Sumi did. She whacked his head with a nearby umbrella, and hard.

"Ow," Kouji squeaked, hand flying to his head. "What was that for?"

"For being an IDIOT. Takuya, guest," she snapped.

Takuya looked behind his shoulder from his seat on the couch, his eyes widening in surprise before he got up and walked over. "Hey, Kouji. What's up?"

"I was wondering if we could…uh…talk," Kouji replied, shifting uncomfortably.

Nodding, Takuya put on his jacket and shoes, then followed Kouji outside. As soon as they began to walk, Takuya murmured, "If this is about Izumi…"

"Yeah…"

"Really, Kouji, I was being stupid. This is a pointless talk, you know."

Kouji sighed and looked at the overcast sky. "Think it'll rain?"

"Maybe."

Biting his lip, Kouji stopped in his tracks. "Takuya, this wasn't supposed to happen. I don't know how it did. It's my fault, really, for being stupid, I guess-"

"Actually," Takuya interrupted, "it was more of my fault. I shouldn't have gotten upset for no reason. I just…needed time, I guess."

The other smiled wryly. "Don't we all?"

Laughing, Takuya nodded before staring sadly at the sky. "It's going to pour tonight."

"Yep."

"I'll race you to the arcade."

"And lose?" Kouji teased.

Takuya smirked. "Fat chance, sucker, I'm gonna win. I've been training with Shinya all week!"

"Sure you have, old man."

"I'm younger than you, idiot."

"By months, so what?"

The two continued arguing all the way to the arcade, not bothering to acknowledge the fact that they had nearly become enemies.

It never rained.

"Hey, so, Takuya, who is Sumi if she isn't your girlfriend?" Kouji asked, his eyes glued to the computer screen.

After an hour at the arcade, the two had gone back to Takuya's house to play a few more games, being the typical boys they were. But that only made Kouji's curiosity grow.

Takuya frowned. "Go right, idiot. Sumi's my cousin. She's staying here for the year."

"Right's a dead end! Well, that makes sense," he muttered, continuing left. "Kouichi seems to know her pretty well already."

"Really?"

"He's weird, don't you think?"

"No kidding? How can you live with a brother like that? Especially considering he's your twin?" joked Takuya, forcing Kouji to go right.

"Dude, it's LEFT. Stop making me go right!" Kouji snapped, going left.

"RIGHT!"

"LEFT!"

"RIGHT!"

"NO, LEF-" Before Kouji could finish, both he and Takuya toppled out of their chairs, with the keyboard falling on top of them both.

Shinya ran into the room. "Takuya! Mom says tha-…ooooh! You were playing games again! I'm telling!" he shouted, running back to where he had come from.

Takuya twitched. "Brothers…how do we live with them?"

"No clue," replied Kouji in a dry voice.

"I wonder if Kouichi ever thinks about that…"

Wincing, Kouji confessed, "Probably. I did kind of break his keyboard last week. But I'm getting him a new one for his birthday! So there!"

Takuya grinned. "Blackmail time."

"You wouldn't dare…"

"So, then, tell me when you're gonna take Izumi out! This I've gotta see!"

"Why?" Kouji snapped, "Haven't you seen us all suffer enough?"

There was a baffled look on Takuya's face. "…suffer? No, I just want to see how you act on a date!" he laughed.

Kouji cringed. "Date…right…I…promised we'd go out tomorrow night. I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO DO! I'M DEAD MEAT!" yelled the bandana head, suddenly grabbing Takuya by the shoulders and shaking him back and forth.

Takuya pushed Kouji away and shook his head, trying to clear the spots in his vision. "NEVER DO THAT. And…date…take her to a…a…go somewhere!"

"Like where?"

"Oh…I dunno! We always went on walks! Take her to the museum or something!" Takuya returned.

There was silence.

"The museum?" Kouji repeated.

The goggle-head nodded, "Yeah. Izumi was always a big fan of art. She's weird like that."

Kouji groaned and stood up. "I'll never survive. Why the hell did I even ask her out?"

"Uh…because she was sad?"

"WHY AREN'T YOU BEATING ME UP RIGHT NOW!"

"Because…I'm over her?"

A sigh escaped Kouji, "I wish you weren't."

Takuya shrugged. "I'll help you out if you need any help. Which you shouldn't. Izumi's not that hard to-"

"It's not that. I just…my whole life's motto was to stay alone. And then the digital world incident happened, and you guys were my friends. So my life's motto changed to stay concentrated on school and ace the tests. Only, I didn't do that very well. So the next year, I changed it to stay single and stay away from all girls. Jeez, I even scared a girl when she asked me to kiss her in sixth grade!" Kouji rambled.

"Woah, hold it, buddy. Someone asked you to kiss her! Who!" Takuya asked, suddenly interested as he stood up.

Kouji just shrugged. "Some…girl!"

"How'd you scare her?"

"I glared at her for about a solid minute, then asked if she was going insane."

"And then what?"

"She ran off crying."

Takuya burst out laughing, falling backwards on his bed. "Oh, that's good! You really are an idiot! I think Kouichi is better girl material than you are!"

"Probably would be, if it weren't for the fact that he's too into acing tests and cursing about school to notice any."

"He curses about school?"

Kouji sighed. "No, not literally. He rants everyday as soon as he gets home, then rants while he's doing his homework, rants when Dad comes to pick me up, and I think he even rants during dinner."

"That…doesn't sound like Kouichi."

"No, it really doe-why is your cousin listening to us?"

"She has a bad habit of doing that."

"No, I was here for eight minutes and you didn't see me. Actually, Takuya, your mom wanted to know if bandana freak wanted to stay over for dinner," Sumi returned coldly.

Wait…this…doesn't seem right, Kouji thought, his eyes suddenly widening.

Takuya turned to Kouji. "Well, wanna?"

"Uh, no, that's o-" Kouji started before narrowing his eyes in on Sumi, who returned a cool gaze.

"No?" asked Takuya, sounding disappointed.

"Sure, why not?"

Sumi rolled her eyes. "You really do take too much time to answer. Think fast, bandana freak," she advised as she walked off.

Kouji growled. "I'm not a bandana freak."

"Uh, what's with the bad vibe that emanates from you two? I don't get it," Takuya said, peering at Kouji as if examining him.

"Only one other person called me bandana freak!" Kouji yelled.

"Who?"

"Well, make that two. Kouichi and…" For some reason, the words couldn't come out.

Takuya waited impatiently. "And…?"

"Uh, Takuya, does your cousin have a second name?"

He shrugged. "Not that I know of. Ask her yourself."

Mental note. One day at school, either beat up Kouichi for the information or corner Sumi. Come to think of it, she has the same attitude as…Kouji refused to think any more.

"Anyway, dinner awaits, let's get going!" Takuya exclaimed, practically dragging Kouji out of the room.

Dinner was rather quiet, actually. Mr. and Mrs. Kanbara did most of the talking, asking Kouji a few questions about his brother and parents, and how he was doing in school, then compared them with Takuya's work habits.

Considering the two pretty much worked the same way, they didn't come up with any good motivational ideas for Takuya, but it was amusing for Takuya and Kouji to watch.

Before Kouji left, Takuya gave him a few tips and pointers for a date with Izumi. Then, the two said their goodbyes and Kouji headed home.

As soon as he passed the gate of the house, he could tell he was being followed. And it wasn't very likely that Takuya was following him, either. Unless, of course, Takuya was trying to murder him, which wasn't really a plausible fact.

"Alright, you're either Shinya or Sumi, and I don't think Shinya's got a grudge against me," Kouji announced as soon as he was a block away from home.

Sumi stepped out of the shadows. "I wouldn't be surprised if he did."

The bandana head groaned, "What do you want?"

"That would be my business, bandana freak."

"I'm not a bandana freak. And I have a name."

"I don't really care," she returned coldly. "And I don't suppose you remember, either."

Kouji opened his mouth and closed it several times before rolling his eyes and continuing on his way. "Whatever."

"So then you don't?"

Stopping, he let out a sigh. "Look, I don't know what you're talking about. And it's around eight. If I don't get home, Kouichi'll call the cops and tell them all about my bad school habits. I'd rather not have that go around nationwide, you know. I'll see you later," he said firmly as he continued walking.

Your loss, Sumi thought, narrowing her eyes on him. "I'll get you next time. You won't be able to get away that easily," she whispered. I'm not going to stay like this forever.

A/N-

Argh, it's so freaking short! .:whines:. I'm sorry, I wanted it to be longer. But I also wanted to update today. Golly, SEVEN reviews in THIRTEEN hits. You people are strange, but awesome. Review or flame! Yes, the date will be the next chapter. This was more of a filler chapter...:frown:. But the next one will be good, I promise!