Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon. Uh…yeah.
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This Takuya Did This…This Kouji Did That…
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Kouji closed his eyes, immediately allowing his mind to succumb to the sleep it longed for.
He never considered dreams. Dreams never came true in Kouji's opinion, yet he also thought miracles were possible.
After all, that was how he found Kouichi.
But tonight was different.
Where am I…? Kouji looked around, confused. Surrounded by an endless darkness, he stood alone.
In front of him, a picture cleared, and he found himself at home, at the age of six, in his bed, his father sitting beside him.
"Kouji, are you alright?" he heard his father ask.
What is this about? Of course I'm alright! I'm right here! But…this is the past…? Kouji frowned and watched as his younger version nodded, obviously tired.
His father continued speaking, "Do you remember anything at all?"
"What do you mean? Aono knocked me out again, right?" the younger Kouji asked, tilting his head to the side, confused.
"Aono…?" his father repeated. "Uh…yes, that's it."
Something's not right, Kouji thought, narrowing his eyes on the picture in front of him. His father's voice was a bit too awkward for his liking. It was the exact same way when Kouji had questioned about his mother when he was four. The same, startled voice.
There was no Aono.
Kouji sat up in his bed and looked around with wild eyes. "What…?" he gasped, blinking a few times before sighing and falling back on his bed, closing his eyes. Aono doesn't exist…but I remember that girl…she seems so familiar, he thought, troubled.
"Aono…or not…whoever you are…who are you?" Kouji whispered, opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling, determined to find out what was going on.
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Kouichi sighed and placed the phone back on the receiver. Yet again, Takuya wasn't home. He didn't like it. It just didn't seem right. By the end of school that day, Takuya headed home in a glum way that made Kouichi worry.
The same glum way that reminded Kouichi of when he spied on Kouji before they met.
The same depressed, unsure look, the one that said, 'I'm lost…help me…'
He wished that Takuya would just tell him about it. But then again, Kouichi knew why he was so down. Sumi was taking it particularly well, and Kouichi was sure she had a plan. Takuya, however…
According to Sumi, all he did all day was study.
And Takuya wasn't the study sort of guy.
"Kouichi, are you asleep?" he heard his mother ask.
"Not yet. I just have to check something and I'll be in bed in five minutes, I promise!" he called back.
With a sigh, Kouichi picked up the phone to try again.
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"Takuya! The phone's ringing again! Pick it up!" Sumi growled angrily, slamming her book down on the table and stomping to her cousin's room. "What is your problem!"
Takuya looked up as Sumi threw the door to his room open. "Oh…nothing," he replied dismissively, looking down at his math book. "Great, so I made that mistake…"
Sumi glared at him before sighing and shutting the door. How stupid can he be? He should have just apologized…like I told him to. And now I have to get everyone out of this mess. Kouichi won't even help me! Why do I have to do everything myself! Angrily, she slammed the door shut after entering her room and fell back on her bed. It was incredibly stupid of her to fall in love with Kouji. She had always liked him for some reason. She couldn't help it. It was simply a natural attraction.
She could remember the moment she had met Kouji so clearly, as though it was yesterday…
-FLASHBACK-
The five-year old Sumi walked into the house grumpily, her arms folded. Being who she was, she found dresses incredibly inconvenient and annoying. Her eyes scanned the room before landing on a boy about her age, wearing a suit and standing next to his father, half listening to the conversation the adults were holding. Smirking, she snuck up to her prey.
"Kouji, why don't you go play with the other children?" Mr. Minamoto suggested.
Kouji just shrugged and stared at the ground before him, bored.
Sumi crept up behind him as soon as there were no more adults in sight, then pushed him. "Boo!"
"Sumi!" her older sister scolded, "say sorry! You shouldn't do that to people!"
Sticking out her tongue, Sumi replied, "Go with the adults, Aono! You're just as boring as they are!"
"Well you have a bigger mouth! Now apologize!"
Kouji rose an eyebrow at the two before walking off.
"What's your name?" Sumi demanded, running after him.
"Why?" He obviously didn't care that she was talking to him. He actually didn't seem to care about anything.
"Because I want to know," she replied icily, stepping on his foot.
Cringing, he glared at her but said nothing.
Sumi frowned. Stepping on his foot harder, she ordered, "Tell me!"
He remained silent.
Turning around after removing her foot, Sumi prepared to stomp off and complain to her mother how annoying boys were when he muttered, "Kouji. My name is Kouji."
"Kouji, huh?" she asked, walking up to him with a smirk. "You look weak."
"Your sister's right. You do have a big mouth," he muttered, rolling his eyes and attempting to walk away when she yanked on his hair.
Sumi never took well to getting insulted. That resulted in people getting hurt. "What did you say?"
"I said you have a big mouth," Kouji repeated fearlessly.
He was getting on her nerves.
Growling, Sumi raised her leg in an attempt to kick him, but lost balance, forgetting about her dress.
In a smooth movement, Kouji grabbed her hand and pulled her up, saying as he walked away, "Look who's weak now."
END FLASHBACK
Sumi never forgave him for that. In return, every time she went to his house, she did her best to make him miserable. Yet for some reason, he always managed to withstand everything she threw at him. Even now, she couldn't seem to get him to notice her.
But then again, Izumi was in the way. Sumi hated the fact. It would simply mean that Izumi's heart would be broken again.
Sighing, the girl snuck up to Takuya's room and cracked the door open. Takuya had fallen asleep on his math book. With a smile, Sumi returned to her room.
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Takuya stared at the small blade in his hand, his eyes clouded.
It'll only take a second, Takuya, a voice said.
One second…all I need is one second…Through your heart.
The goggle head shook his head in an attempt to clear his head as he heard footsteps approach his room. Quickly, he dropped the knife under his table, then placed his head on his math book, pretending to be asleep.
The door opened and closed within a matter of seconds, and Takuya quickly got up from his chair and picked up the knife and looking at his reflection in the mirror like blade.
"Why am I doing this?" he whispered, tears forming at the edges of his eyes. "Why is it that I feel like I lost my life?"
And yet, he didn't have the heart to end his life at all.
Not yet, anyway.
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Kouji sat at the kitchen table, staring at his toast someone thoughtfully.
"Is anything wrong, Kouji?" his stepmother asked suddenly.
Snapping out of his reverie, Kouji turned to his stepmother. "No, I'm fine, Mom…but, uh…"
"Yes?"
"Who's Aono?"
Mrs. Minamoto dropped the dish she was holding, causing it to crash to the ground and shatter into pieces.
Kouji fell silent, shifting in his seat uncomfortably. "Uh…I better head to school," he murmured quietly, sliding out of his seat and picking up his backpack before dashing out through the door.
Mr. Minamoto entered the kitchen, immediately stopping when he saw the broken dish. "What happened?" he asked, shocked.
"He…asked about…" Mrs. Minamoto stuttered, unable to get the words out.
But it was already apparent to Kouji's father what was wrong. Things just refused to go as people wanted them to.
"Should we tell him?" Mr. Minamoto murmured to his wife.
She merely shook her head as tears freely streamed down her face. "I don't know…I just don't know…"
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Takuya walked into his classroom and headed straight to his desk, ignoring everyone else.
"Yep, tomorrow's good. Unless Kouichi forces me to study again. But I can get out of that, so it really doesn't matter!" he heard Kouji laugh.
Looking up, Takuya sighed. "So, then you didn't study for the history test today?"
Kouji froze.
Izumi sighed.
Takuya merely shook his head as Kouichi burst into the room. "KOUJI! YOU DIDN'T STUDY FOR YOUR HISTORY TEST LIKE I TOLD YOU TO!" yelled the older twin furiously.
Coughing, Kouji turned away from everyone else and looked up at the ceiling, whistling to himself. Great, so that makes it two catastrophes in one day! Way to go, Kouji! You sure know how to cause world destruction, he thought to himself dryly.
Izumi looked at Takuya for a mere second before turning to Kouji, then walked out of the room, passing Kouichi with only a nod of acknowledgement.
Takuya stared at his textbook and sighed again, wondering how it would be possible to get over his idiocy.
Kouichi rolled his eyes as he walked towards his brother. "Just goes to show how stupid you can be. Hey, Takuya. Tell me you studied."
"Yep. An hour," replied the goggle head.
The other boy sighed, "Well, it works."
Kouji made a face before looking to the door. "Uh…so who knows what's wrong with Izumi?"
Takuya stared at Kouichi, who had looked out the door as well. "Well, Kouichi?"
Turning red, Kouichi coughed. "Uh…she's tired?"
"Liar. You know what's going on…" Kouji growled, glaring at his brother. "How is it that I'm always the last to know about these things?"
Kouichi muttered something, and Kouji raised an eyebrow in askance.
"It's nothing," the older twin assured his brother, before edging to the door. "Uh…I'll catch you two later. Gotta do some last minute studying and all, you know," he added nervously before dashing out the door.
Kouji sighed and dropped into his seat, looking at Takuya. "Everyone's hiding something from me. You know, this morning, I asked my mom about this girl I knew from when I was little…and she broke a plate by accident."
Suddenly, Takuya listened with interest. "What girl?"
"Someone named Aono. But I'm not really sure that's her name."
Takuya broke into a grin. "Secret crush we don't know about?"
"No…she bullied me when I was little. I don't really remember much, actually…but the name doesn't fit the appearance I have of her…"
The other boy chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "I have no idea what I'm doing with my life."
"Living it?" the bandana boy suggested with a grin. "Stop becoming the second Kouichi. You're freaking me out."
Making a face of mock horror, Takuya edged further away from Kouji. "Me? Be Kouichi? You must be kidding me! Kouichi doesn't even know the existence of video games!"
The two burst out into laughter before the teacher finally came in and class started. Yet, despite his laughter, Takuya felt a sudden pain in his heart, one that refused to go away.
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"Oww…Izumi, let go of my arm!" Kouji whined as Izumi hugged his arm tightly. "It hurts! It really, really hurts!"
"Oh shush! Stop being such a baby!" she laughed. In a lower voice, Izumi added, "You know that Lucemon did more damage."
"I'm starting to rethink that fact," remarked Kouji with a grin.
Kouichi rolled his eyes as he passed the couple. "You two can be pretty pathetic sometimes. Izumi, do as much damage as you want. He deserves it for not studying. I bet you failed your test."
"ON THE CONTRARY I…probably got a 'D,' but oh well!"
"A really low 'D,'" Takuya added.
"Borderline grade, you wouldn't know if it was a 'D' or really an 'F!'" Junpei continued merrily.
Kouji grumbled. "Some friends."
"Speaking of which," Kouichi started suddenly, "I just remembered-"
"Wow, are we going to be late, Izumi? Let's go!" Kouji said suddenly, taking hold of Izumi's hand and running off, dragging her along.
The other boys stared.
"Well, so much for organizing his usual birthday party. Not to mention mine. So I guess he doesn't want a birthday! That's fine with me. Less clean up," muttered Kouichi, grumpily looking at the sidewalk.
Tomoki snickered, "Aww…don't lie, Kouichi. We all know you like the parties."
"So what?" Kouichi grumbled. "Just because I always get better presents than Kouji, doesn't mean I like the parties!"
"Kouichi! STOP WALKING SO FAST!" Sumi yelled, running up to him.
"Sumi…?" Takuya raised an eyebrow.
She glared at her cousin. "YES, who do you think?"
Kouichi turned to her, a look of askance on his face.
"Help. You have to. You even know it!" she insisted.
"No."
"But-"
Kouichi sighed. "Go run him over with another car! I can't help you, Sumi, I'm sorry!"
Sumi stopped dead in her tracks. If it was that simple…I'd do it myself, she thought, watching Takuya say goodbye to Kouichi and Junpei and head home.
Then again…maybe it was that simple.
Maybe it could happen after all.
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Takuya quickly entered his room, then pulled the knife out from under his bed. Running the flat of the blade against his arm, he sighed. "Maybe I should…"
A walk would do him some good. Tonight, he would make his decision.
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A/N-
I haven't updated in forever. I'm sorry. And Of Broken Hearts And Jealousy is coming to an end! I'm so sorry, I planned to make it two chapters longer than it is! Or something along those lines. Next chapter is more of Izumi's view on things, and then…
Then about two more chapters, possibly. My friends are being stupid, I have homework, am depressed, and am now just going to leave my borders how they are. I like them this way. Review/Flame, please. .:grin:.