Written: 2003? Rating: K+ for mentioning of suicide Notes:Takuya and Kouji do not end up together in this, but they do express feelings for one another, even if slightly.Neither of them are the culprit of taking their own life - I didn't write a one-shot like that untilover a year later.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.

Kouji watched Takuya from afar, not being able to remove his eyes away from the brown-haired boy. No matter what he tried, Kouji couldn't remove his eyes (Nor remove the images from his mind.) from Takuya. Whatever it was about the slightly smaller boy, Kouji couldn't seem to keep his mind off of him for very long. He also couldn't keep the perverted thoughts from coming either. Finally managing to look away from the snoozing Takuya, Kouji looked up at the sky, doing his best to keep himself from thinking things he shouldn't about the goggle-head. Eyes lowering Kouji heaved a heavy sigh of defeat. 'If I know Takuya as well as I think I do, he doesn't feel the same way…' Kouji thought miserably. Yes, Kouji Minamoto, was miserable. He never shown it during the day, when people were around. But at night, no one was there to question him, to ask whats wrong. No one.

"Nnm, Kouji? What are you still up for?" Takuya yawned, stretching as he slowly awoken. Well, almost no one.

"Can't sleep." Kouji replied simply. 'Go back to sleep, please, you look so much more peaceful then…' Kouji silently pleaded. 'Please, go back to sleep…'

"Something wrong?" Takuya asked, getting up and walking over to Kouji. "Hmm? You know you can tell me anything you want." Takuya added, looking Kouji in the eye.

"Nothings wrong. What are you doing awake?" Kouji asked, raising a brow. 'Please go back to sleep…' Kouji pleaded mentally.

"Had the freakiest of dreams…" Takuya sighed, shaking his head. "And I'm not about to go back to that 'Hardees' place…" He shuddered when saying this. Kouji smirked. 'Well, if your not going to sleep, might as well enjoy your presence…' Kouji thought, being happy that he could at least be near Takuya.

"That all?" Kouji asked, tilting his head at Takuya, who smiled at Kouji. 'Damnit, why does he keep interrigating me?' Takuya asked himself. 'Lucky me, I wake up exactly when my crush is awake…--' Stupid internal clock…' Takuya thought angrily. Kouji poked him. "Hello?" Takuya looked at him dumbly.

"Huh?" He asked, then mentally smacked himself. 'Stupid stupid stupid!' He scowled, tossing in a few more mental slaps.

"Uhm…I asked if that was the only thing keeping you up." Kouji sighed. 'Damn it he looks so damn huggable right now. Gah. Must. Resist. Urge. Will. Not. Jump. Takuya. Gah…this happens too often. Stupid Takuya and your stupid adorableness…grr…' Koji thought angrily, trying to resist the never-ending urge to hug the hell out of Takuya.

"Oh, nope, that dream is all." Takuya lied. Actually he couldn't sleep because it was driving him crazy that he couldn't cry, cry because he knew Kouji couldn't care for him in the way he wanted too…

"I see." Kouji replied, eyeing Takuya, not completely believing what the boy was saying. 'I better go before my mind decides to switch to 'hentai mode'…erk, too late…' Kouji thought, and began to get up. Takuya watched him confused.

"Whats wrong?" Takuya asked, confusion written all over his face. 'Damn. Cute. Takuya. Shit shit shit!' Kouji growled, and silently prayed some sort of Digimon would come and interrupt them. 'Damn it, no luck this time.' He thought angrily.

"I got to…go see something, I thought I might've heard someone." Kouji said. 'Oh, so NOW I can lie…when he's half-asleep…' Kouji sighed, and started to walk off.

"Want me to…come with you?" Takuya called as Kouji began his way back.

"Uh…err…no." Kouji stated, and walked a bit faster. 'Just need to stay OUT of his viewpoint, and all will be well.'

"Okay…" Takuya said, and sighed. 'Well, I can dream.' Takuya thought miserably and crawled back into his sleeping spot. 'I was hoping he'd at least want me around…'

"Good job Kouji, you did a wonderful job of acting like a jerk-again." Kouji sighed as he watched the clouds. A cool breeze blew, and he closed his eyes. "Baka…" Kouji sighed again, and slowly opened his eyes. "Takuya." After a few minutes of a clear mind, cold breeze, and rest, Kouji found himself walking back to the campsite. He stopped in his tracks when he noticed Takuya wasn't in the spot where he was sleeping a few moments ago. At first a wave of worry washed through him, but soon Kouji shrugged it off, telling himself Takuya could protect himself. 'Might as well look for him anyways, and just act like I was wondering where he went off to, instead of saying, "I like you Takuya, so when I noticed you were gone, I got very worried and went to look for you.". Yah, much better.' Kouji thought, and slowly walked through the forests, looking around to find the brunette. No luck.

Sighing Kouji leaned against a tree and looked up. 'Where is he?' Kouji wondered. Then, after a few minutes of silence, he heard it. It was undeniabley someone's muffled sobs. Takuya's muffled sobs. Curious, Kouji began to follow the sound. Walkng over, he saw the brown-haired boy holding his knees as 5he cried softly into his arms.

"Takuya…?" Kouji began. Takuya looked up with a tear-stained face and puffy eyes before quickly looking away.

"Uh…hi Kouji…" Takuya said softly, his voice a little scratchy, but not much,

"Are you…okay?" Kouji asked. Why was Takuya crying?

"Yah…just miss my family." Takuya lied. Kouji frowned, that wasn't the reason, he could see right through that fib.

"Don't lie to me, whats wrong?" Kouji asked, walking over to Takuya. "If I can tell you anything, then you can tell me anything." Kouji added, trying to cheer the brunette. Takuya smiled weakly at Kouji's attempt.

"Yah but…there's some things neither of us can tell eachother so…" Takuya replied softly before burying his head in his arms.

"Takuya, if somethings upsetting you, you need to tell me, I can probably help. I've been through a lot." Kouji said, his voice gentle for a change. Takuya didn't seem to notice though, probably still a little asleep.

"You can't help. I know that for a fact." Takuya said so softly, Kouji nearly didn't hear him.

"Come on, have at least a LITTLE more faith in me than that!" Kouji said, his eye then twitched. Being. Nice. Too. Hard. Especially when there's no 'reward' involved. 'GAH! Not now, stupid brain! Another time, right now we need to TRY and be NICE. OO Ah…okay this is going to be a little, err, VERY tricky…'

"I do…but I know you can't help." Takuya sighed, trying to block out Kouji's voice. The black-haired boy was being nice. Bad sign, Takuya was probably irritating him. Kouji didn't say anything, he was letting old memories come into his mind…

Flashback…-Twilight Zone music-

Kouji glared daggers at a girl with yellow hair, lime green eyes, and wore a neon yellow shirt with navy blue jeans.

"Come on Kouji tell me why your so moody!" The girl whined, really wanting to know.

"No." Kouji answered sternly.

"But…I can help!" She whimpered.

"No you can't. No one can…" Kouji sighed. No one ever could…

"Well! Have some more faith eh eh?" The girl coaxed, trying to get Kouji to give her the reason.

"No. You can't help, I know this for a fact." Kouji replied, face stern and the glares coming. The girl huffed, and hugged Kouji tightly. "H-huh…?" Kouji stuttered, and looked at the girl. She looked ready to cry.

"Kouji if you don't tell anyone why you're upset that sorrow's going to eat you up alive! Trust me, I've seen it happen time and time again! If you not going to tell me, then at least do me a favor?" She asked, looking into Kouji's eyes, her own brimming with tears and shining, making her eyes look like lemonade.

"Uh…s-sure, okay…" Kouji said, not use to this kind of situation.

"Promise me, that if you ever see someone upset or sad, you'll give them a hug? Hugs make us feel better when we get them…" The girl said, laying her head on Kouji's shoulder.

"Alright…" Kouji agreed. Although it was against what he thought, it was the only way of getting out of telling her.

"Arigatou Kouji-sama…" She sighed then let go. "Have a good day, I hope you tell someone what troubles you and give those hugs! Sayonara!" And the girl left. Four weeks later she commited suicide, and as it turned out she suffered from a deep depression. Kouji understood then why she told him to tell his sorrows and give people hugs. She didn't want him or anyone else to end up like her.

End flashback…-Digimon evolution theme comes on-

Kouji took a deep breath. And hugged Takuya. Takuya stiffened, and his eyes bulged.

"Uhm..Kouji? Are you feeling okay in the head?" Takuya asked him. Suddenly worried Kouji might've finally cracked or something.

"Yeah, just keeping a promise." Kouji sighed. "Trust me, this is much more awkward for me than you…"

"Uhm…ooookay then…I won't ask…" Takuya said. Inside he was cheering though. 'Kouji's hugging me! Alright! I'm gonna be high off of this hug for awhile! Woohoo!' Takuya mentally cheered, when Kouji pulled away, he started mentally pouting. 'Phooey.'

"You need to tell someone whats wrong. You could fall into depression, you know that right?" Kouji said. Takuya nodded his head, wondering why Kouji would care.

"Oh…kay…"

A/N: Bwahahahahaha! –Coughs- Okay, didn't get as far as I wanted too, but it's 1 A.M. and a school night, not a very good combo. Especially because I got about 2-3 tests later on today. (Today because its been Monday morning for one-two hours now. Heh…) Well, I wanted to stick something a little angsty in there, so I stuck in a character who commited suicide. –Cries- I hate doing that! Oh, by the way, this fic does have a meaning behind it. First of all, whenever you feel lonely or depressed, or have something on your mind that's putting you down greatly, tell someone please. And when someone you know is feeling low and down, give them a hug. Hugs are the easiest way to show you care, whether your lovers, family, or just friends. Hugs are for everyone, and they make you feel all warm inside. Well, the person getting hugged, every time I give hugs I feel all empty and stuff inside(Its really different). Oh, and remember, if your depressed, talk to someone about it! Another thing to remember, things will always get better! FYI, I wrote this because I had a friend who kept saying she attempted suicide, now I hate saying this but because she keeps saying it over and over again, it may all be an act for attention. X I'm not sure…And for the silliest reasons too. --' Why can't we ALL just get along…? (I'm a pacifist, even if I don't act like one.)