Chapter Four

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Thank you for all the e-mails and reviews. He.. he..sorry for the lateness. If you want to e-mail me my address is trunksgirl101@yahoo.com. Tell me what you think of the story, or.... if you would like to make a suggestion about a story, or... if you just wanna drop me a line. NEwaz, the ages are still the same, and if you forgot, Davis is around late 12 kay! Man, to think all of this is happening to a twelve year old....*sigh*. Anywaz, here's chapter 4.

(Tk- 13)

ch4: More Secrets

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*Davis Pov*


"Goodnight everyone one, see ya soon!" Tk waved excitedly. Matt and I followed him over to the front door. We said goodbye to our friends and headed back to my mother's house. I glanced down at my wrist watch. "Oh shit!" It was like five minutes to twelve, we were going to get in trouble when we got home. My curfew was at twelve and it will take us at least 20 minutes to get there.

When we reached the elevator, my wrist were starting to get a bit sore. I'll have to do something about them. We stood in silence on the elevator. I leaned up against the window and turned my head away from them. I stared out the window at the moon, absentmindedly rubbing my wrist. When I realized what I was doing I quickly dropped my hands to my sides. I gazed at them a bit to see if they had noticed, but luckily they weren't paying any attention to me. ''Heh.....like anyone ever does.'' Honestly, the last thing I need to do is give them some kind of hint about my wrist.

We didn't have to worry much about the digital world anymore, our new enemy turned out to be a fluke. We help him turn good again. Everything seems to be calming down their. I miss Vee-mon from time to time, but I rather him be there than at home with me.

I jumped a bit when I heard the ding indicating that it was time for us to exit the elevator. I walked down the hall ahead of the famous Ishida brothers. I unlocked the front door and walk towards the twin glass doors. I suddenly stopped, giving the other two a chance to catch up with me. What I saw made me feel like the air had just been punched out of my lungs. This was definitely an unexpected surprise.

There he was, the devil himself ...or my father as other people call him. He was standing in my mothers living room, it looked like they were in a heated argument. Realizing that it was best for us not to intrude right now, me, Matt and Tk stood around the corner. We were lined up side by side against the wall at the main entrance hallway to my mothers house, out of site.

We were separated from them by a pair of see through glass doors. I peeked alittle so I could see what was happening. My father looked seriously pissed! "What is HE doing here anyway, this is my time with mom not with HIM?!" I thought getting rallied up. "Why couldn't he just stay at home and drink." "Hopefully someday he'll drink himself straight to hell!" "No....I shouldn't think like that, but damn it's hard." Oh great, looks like he and mom are 'bout to start arguing again. Urg...I hate it when people argue, I've heard too much throughout my life. I wonder were Mr. Ishida is, he must of went out for a while or something.

"Why do you ALWAYS have to bring this up every time we argue, it wasn't my FAULT!"

"OH REALLY!" My mom said sarcastically. "Then who's fault was it when I tripped down the stairs, or rather got PUSHED down." "Do you understand the pain I go through everyday wondering what could have been, or if life would have been different.

"That was sixteen years ago Diane, stop bringing up the past." My father said calmly. "I re-live that day over and over again hoping that someday the pain might go away, but it doesn't, it's still there." "If I could take back what I did that day I would, but it's in the past now, nothing can change that." "I go through as much pain as you do every time the anniversary comes near, but dammit he's DEAD, and he's not coming BACK!"

Don't you think I know that, but some days I wonder what he may have looked like, how him, his older sister and his younger brother would have got along. My mom sighed shaking her head. You're right though it's in the past, but I'll never forget never, YOU HEAR ME! my mother yelled.

"Yeah, whatever." "I came my to pick that little brat, so where is he?!" My father said looking around.

"None of you business, he's having fun!"

"I DON'T CARE, HE'S COMING HOME!"

"LET HIM AT LEAST SPEND THE REST OF THE BREAK HERE, why do you want him home so soon HUH?! WHY?! I heard my mom yell at him throwing her hands in the air. We were standing still along the wall trying to stay out of site, though, now we could all see what was going on, and hear it too....

"I DON'T GOT TO EXPLAIN MYSELF TO YOU BITCH?!" "I'LL GIVE HIM THE REST OF BREAK, BUT THEN HE'S COMING HOME! My father roared as he clenched his fist. I hope he didn't hit her. I don't want my mom to get hurt, please leave her out of this, I dropped my head down silently pleading.

"WHATEVER, JUST GET THE HELL OUT!!!" My mom screamed while pointing over towards the door.

"GLADLY!" my father yelled pushing past us, slamming the door on his way out causing the whole room to shake from the impact.

I looked lowered my gaze down again towards the tan carpet. I...I had an older brother. How come no one ever told me! I can't believe I had to find out like this, if I hadn't ease dropped I would have never known about my brother. I know what happened though, that bastard killed him when he pushed her down the stairs. Ugh...damn, that was embarrassing, why did they have to fight here... in front of my friends. I know he was drunk. I guess the bar kicked him out and he had nothing better to do than pester my mother. Did he even realize he just made the same agreement that he already agreed to?

Tk looked as if he might start crying or something, he hated when his parents fought, I guess it brought back memories. Hm...at least his are just memories and not a part of the present. I saw Matt turn around and pull Tk into a brief, comforting hug.... trying to make sure he didn't cry or somethin' I guess. We walked through the thick glass doors and into the living room part where my mom was trying to pull herself back together.

"Oh my gosh!" "I'm so sorry, how long have you been here?" My mom asked. She was trying not to get upset over the scene that just took place.

"We just got here." I said lying smoothly." "We got here when dad was walking out of the door, he looked mad." I said.

"Yes, he was honey, but no need for you all to worry, it was nothing."

"Ok." I said smiling a bit. I sat down on the arm of the white couch while she turned here attention towards her new sons. "That sure sounds familiar, 'it's nothing.'" People in my family don't like to sit down and work out their problems or some crap like that. We try to forget it or find the best way possible to get over it. I can kind of understand why my father drinks, but why does he hit me, what did I do wrong? Maybe it's his guilt for killing his own son, don't know. I do know that I hate having heart to heart chats, gets on my damn nerves.

"Um....Diane, Tk's not really feeling well, we're going to call it a night ok." Matt said as he gently glided his brother upstairs. Matt cast me a glance of pity as he and his brother continued up to their room.

I hate pity. The smile I had kept plastered to my face the whole time turned into a still look. I glared at him and turned my head. I don't need anybody's pity cuz' there's no problem. Yeah, and maybe in a few years I'll start to believe that...

My mom looked at me again, but this time with sorrowful expression. "Davis...." She began.

"Mom... ," I say cutting her off, I knew what she was going to ask, she always does. " I'm fine, really." I say convincingly, I'm good at that. "It's not like it's the first time you've argued." "Anywaz, I think I'm getting alittle tired too, so if you don't mind I'm gonna go to my room now, night mom." I said in a rush. I gave my mom a quick peck on the cheek and ran upstairs to my room.

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I went in my room closed and locked my door. Why did everything have to happen to me? "W...why can't I even h...have a decent time at my mom's house." I hate crying too. Only I can't seem to stop myself. My life is so messed up. Tears kept streaming down my face as I laid face down on my bed. I buried my head in my pillow, sobbing softly like a lost child. I cried about everything. I only had cried like this when I was little, back when my parents use to fight like this all the time. I hate it when they fight.

I thought this had stopped affecting me, guess I was wrong. Will, I ever be happy? It seems now all I ever do is pretend, pretend, pretend! I mean, I have to go to school acting all happy around people who I know hate me... and pretend everything's ok! They crack jokes about every flaw I have or don't have, they just take pleasure in putting me down. I hate having to smile and act like I don't know what there talking about, like all of their words just bounce right off me. What a bunch of friends right? Well, I must commend myself for being such a great actor right? They still haven't figured out anything about my home life or about my um... wrist. I'm trying as hard as I can to keep up with this act, but each day I feel as if I'm losing my grip. Sighing angrily I wiped the tears off my face and got up off my bed remembering my sore wrist.

I made my way into the bathroom. My parents, for being so different seemed to have made the same mistake, giving me a room with a bathroom in it. Course, it does have it's advantages. I walked over to the bath tub and turned on the shower. I stripped out of my clothes and got in. The water was just right and soothing to the open cuts that were healing along my body. At least he hit me mostly were my clothes can covered up. Urg, thinking about that again, stop thinking about it. I turned off the shower, got out and dried off. I went over to the medicine cabinet and attempted to apply medicine to my...er... wounds. Well, I tried...

When I walked back to my room the cold breeze hit me hard, Shivering, I hurriedly searched the drawers for my night clothes and such, then I quickly put them on. My night clothes consisted of a gray t-shirt with black writing on it and some loose fitting boxers.

I was curious to find out what Matt and Tk were doing. I heard my mom shut the door to her room, so I had nothing to worry about there. I quietly tip toed across the hall and gently put my ear against the door. I heard Matt whispering comforting things to his brother, or something close to that. Must be nice to have a brother like that, too bad my sister's not like that, I don't really see her that much. When I came back to reality I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I tried instantly to sprint back to my room but it was too late. Dang, I knew being curious was a dumb idea.

Matt had opened the door and was starring dead at me. "Um.. hi!" I said trying to grin happily. "Hi, hi... Is that the best I can come up with?!" I mentally scolded myself.

"What were you doing out here?" Matt asked coolly.

"Nothing much, I...I was just heading b...back to my room!" I stuttered nervously as I tried to make another break for my room.

Matt grab the back of my over- sized shirt preventing me from moving and dragged me into his and Tk's shared room.

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[Davis pov]

Matt shut the door and dragged me over to the empty bunk in which he threw me on. The bunks beds were higher apart than most and both of them were full size, not twin. Tk was peacefully sleeping on the top bunk while his older brother pulled up a chair and sat across from me.

"Davis are you okay?" Matt asked. Wanting to find out what was wrong with the younger boy earlier tonight.

"ok, that was blunt...' "Yeah why wouldn't I be?" I asked looking up at him plastering one of my fake smiles to my face.

"Well, at the party, you weren't really acting your normal self and then that argument.... "Matt trailed off.

"Look." I said sharply cutting him off, "I was just trying to get over the shock of the whole new family thing, and as for the argument, it's not like they've never argued before, you get use it!" I scoffed quietly.

"Sorry, no need to get defensive and all, I just wanted to see if you were alright, you are my little brother too now after all." Matt said drawing the younger boy into a hug .

"I...um thanks." I replied softly, not really knowing what to say. I slowly hugged my new brother' back. My eyelids started getting heavy out of plain tiredness. I didn't actually think he would want to claim me as a stepbrother.

" Davis I think you should get some sleep." Matt says to me releasing me from the hug. I sleepily nodded as he walked with me back over to my room.

"Goodnight." Matt said as he turns to leave out the door.

"Night." I whisper back as I pull the covers over me. I hear the door close with a soft click indicating that he was all the way gone. I closed my eyes. Hmm...I think I should pay my sis a visit, she is always concerned on how I'm doing whenever she is around. I think she has an idea of what father does. Back when we were younger, I came every now and then to visit at my mom's house. My mom didn't expect anything, but I could never get anything past Jun. She's about the only person the can see through my charade.

(Dream/ Flashback)

"Hi sweetheart, come on in." Davis mom said as she kissed him on the check.

" Jun, your brother's here!" Davis mom yelled while ushering the younger Davis inside of the house.

"Coming!" Was the quick reply. The thirteen year old ran into the living room.

"Honey, why don't you give me your jacket and I'll put it up for you." Diane said holding out her hand.

"Um...okay." Davis replied easing his way out of his jacket. He handed the jacket to his mother who left out of the room to hang it up. He rubbed his sore shoulder. Being slammed into a wall could do that to ya'.

"Hey Dai." "Why don't you come to my room." "I want to ask you something." The older one said while leading her brother up to her room.

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Once in the privacy of the older girl's room, she began to speak.

"Daddy did that to you didn't he?" Jun asked knowing the answer. She was far too wise for being just a kid. But most people didn't know that.

"Yeah..." Little Davis replied silently, holding his aching shoulder again.

"Don't worry, it'll get better someday, I'll get you some ice. ok." Jun said as she headed out of the room to find some medical supplies.

"I sure hope so..." younger Davis whispered. He silently climb onto his sisters bed and laid on his back. Jun's right, someday it will get better. The nine year old thought as he closed his eyes.



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"Sweetheart, wake up everyone is downstairs about to eat breakfast." My mom said as she gently shook my left shoulder to wake me up. I'm not really use to a nice wake up call, I kinda like it.

"Iight." I slurred sleepily. She headed back downstairs while I attempted to push myself off the bed. As soon as I got up I follow her path downstairs.

Everyone was already at the table dressed in their pajamas. I sat down beside Tk, and across from Matt. My mom was making breakfast while Mr. Ishida tried to help her. Who knows what they were doing in there besides making food. Mannnn I'm reallllllly hungry.

My mom and Mr. Ishida emerged from the kitchen and set the food on the table. Then they started acting all lovey dovey again.

"Eww.. Dad gross!" Tk complained scrunching his face as he saw his father and my mother making out.

I must admit that I agree with him on this one. Couldn't they save that for the bedroom, and keep it out of the public.

"What...?" "Is something wrong Takeru?" Mr. Ishida asked sarcastically. He smirked then immediately bent down to kiss my mom again?!

"Geez... you guys, can you get a room?!" Matt screamed from his seat across from me looking at the soon to be married couple.

"All right, all right." "We'll stop teasing you children." My mom laughed as they sat down to eat breakfast with us.

*ALL POV*

"Merry Christmas Eve everyone!" Mr. Ishida said smiling at the boys from the head of the table. Diane and I have a present for all of you, and we just couldn't wait until tomorrow to tell you, so we're telling it to you today." He gave Diane a side wards glance and a grin.

"Yeah, well... we rented 3 nice cabins out in the country near Sloffette's Woods." "It's the best known mountainous area in this country and it's only a few hours away." "The cabins we are staying in are very spacious! There's a main cabin place.... Mountain Springs it's called." "That's were they have the indoor pool, the movie theater, shopping stores, camping equipment, and a variety of other things!" "I guarantee it will be fun!" "Oh, we also invited the Yagami's to come with us." "You'll get to spend time with your little friends." Diane said smiling happily at the 3 boys.

"Really?!" "That's great!" Davis exclaimed sounding excited. "I guess camping can't be all that bad."

"Yeah, sounds fun!" Matt agreed while Tk nodded his head happily.

"Dad, can I go to Tai's house?" Matt asked.

"Yeah sure." Mr. Ishida said.

Matt got up from the table and headed back to his room to get dressed.

Diane turned her head towards the stairs and listened. "There's a phone ringing, but it's not a house phone." Diane informed us.

"Oh, hehe, I think that's my cell phone." "Excuse me!" Davis said as he ran to his room.

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Davis closed the cream color white door that lead to his bedroom. He quickly ran over to his dresser where his cell phone was disorganizly placed in. He furiously dug through mounds of clothes desperately trying to find his ringing cell phone. Davis found his phone and was fumbling to get it to his ear.

"What's up?" Davis asked happily as he held the phone against his ear.

"Hey Davis, it's Ken."

"Oh, hey Ken, why'd you call." Davis asked curiously.

"Well, you know we need to practice and Chris's parents aren't going to be home til' late tonight, so he said we can practice at his house. Ken replied.

"Cool, I'll bring my notebook, I've been working on another song."

"That's great Davis!" "You know, we still need one more person."

"I known Ken, that's why I'm gonna bring Tk with me, duh...!"

"Alright that's cool, hehe, we're gonna have little brother against older brother." "Oh and one more thing." Ken's voice dropped in a low whisper. "Don't let Tk tell his brother about this, because it would ruin the element of surprise."

"I gotcha Ken, don't worry, what time should we come over?" Davis asked.

"Well, since it's around ten now, I say you should come over around twelve o' clock." "I'll bring your guitar there."

"Thanks, it probably would have got broken by now at my dad's house." "Here, well that's just a no!" Davis laughed.

"Alright, I'll talk to you later Davis."

"See ya soon Ken!" Davis said as he pressed the end call button on his cell phone.

Davis walked back over to his dresser and got out his book of songs. He placed them on a table near his bathroom. Davis walked out of his door and back to the kitchen were his mom, Mr. Ishida and Tk still sat.

"Hey, mom?" Davis asked as he want over to her chair. "Can Me and Tk go over to Chris's house?"

"Well, I don't see why not, but remember your curfew." "Tk, yours is the same as Davis's, which is twelve o' clock pm." "Don't forget again." Diane said sternly. "Now off you two go!" Diane said waving her hand.

"Thanks mom!" Davis smiled. He ran over to Tk's seat who still had a puzzled look on his face. Davis grabbed him by the arm and dragged his upstairs.

"Ok, this is the plan." Davis said once they were both safely in his room. "Me, Ken, Chris and Brian decided to form a band." Tk sat quietly on the bed knowing not to interrupt Davis. "There's this contest, bands from all Japan are coming, and we are going too." "First place gets a recording contract and 100,000 dollars and second gets 50,000 and a full year free of anything you want to eat at Mc Donalds!" "Third place I forgot so we'll have to wait til' we get there to find out. Anywaz, we were hoping you could be the fifth member!" Davis said smiling as he looked to Tk.

"Are you guys any good?" Tk asked.

"Of course, I wouldn't ask you to come into a crappy band." "Well, what do ya say?"

"Um... I guess." Tk answered shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh, your brother and his band are gonna be there, so keep this a secret." "The band likes to surprise people ok." Davis said.





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TG101

Hope you liked that chapter. Next time the boys are going to band practice. Can they actually pull this band thing off or do they truly suck? What is this about a Camping trip, will some secrets slip? Find out next time on Breaking Through. Remember to r/r. Tell me what you think or if you have any suggestions!