Digimon: Frontier Parent Trap
Chapter Four
Together AgainKoji bit his lip as he glanced at the wine glass in Tomoko's hand. He was usually allowed a small amount – if only a sip from his father's glass – whenever someone was having it in Japan, and it agitated him that no one was offering him any.
Eventually, he sighed and glanced at his mother, "Can I try some?"
"Alright," Tomoko smirked. "But I don't think you'll like it."
Just as his hands were about to close around the glass, she snatched it back, smirking, "If you show me how that drawing came out."
Koji gulped, nodded and walked quickly into Koichi's room, leafing through the stacks of paper his brother had drawn on. He had tried to draw something that morning, he really had. It just… didn't come out too well.
Koji glanced sideways at the drawing – if you could call it that – of Okami, wincing when he realised what it looked like. A wobbly circle for a head, a rectangular body and cylinder-like legs. And to top it all off, a cone for a nose.
Shaking his head, Koji resumed his rummaging until he found a decent drawing of a lake in the full moon. He couldn't show his mother the picture he had drawn himself; that would make it too obvious that he wasn't his twin.
Taking a deep breath, Koji walked back into the dining room and handed Tomoko the drawing, the hair on the back of his neck prickling slightly under Tsukiko's hard gaze.
Tomoko raised her eyebrows as she glanced at it before smiling, "That's brilliant, Koichi!"
"Thanks," he mumbled, blushing slightly before he sat down again, taking the glass of wine, swirling it and taking a small sip. Frowning thoughtfully, he glanced at the glass before smiling and handing it back to Tomoko. "Not bad, but I honestly prefer Californian grape."
As the two older women chuckled, Masaru walked into the room, a pot of tea in one hand, the other behind his back. Glancing at Koji, he nodded to the hand behind his back as he filled the mugs, making Koji frown.
Glancing back, Koji's eyes widened, seeing a picture of Wolf barking an 'SOS' signal. Leaning sideways to get a better look, he let out a startled cry as he fell off his chair, cursing in Japanese several times under his breath as he stood up.
"Koichi, are you alright?" Tomoko asked, her eyes filled with concern.
"I…I'm fine," Koji replied breathlessly. "I guess I just… had a bit too much wine. I'm… going to go get a bit of fresh air."
"Do you want me to come with you?" Tomoko shook her head, confused and concerned for her son, but Koji's eyes widened.
"No! I mean… I'll be fine."
With that, he walked quickly outside; glancing behind him as he closed the front door to make sure no one was following him before sprinting to the nearest telephone box.
He'd had to give Koichi his mobile seeing as Kousei would have been suspicious if he didn't have it, and Koichi had one, but it was out of credit and the house phone wasn't exactly safe to use, considering it was right next to the dining room, so this was the best option.
After almost crashing into the door, Koji growled, pushing in his mobile number as fast as he could, biting his lip as the phone rang, Come on, Koichi! Answer the freaking phone!
YOU ARE READING
Digimon: Frontier Parent Trap
FanfictionKoji Minamoto was raised a an only child, the son of successful businessman, Kousei Minamoto, in Japan, while Koichi Kimura was raised an only child in London, son of the famous portrait painter Tomoko Kimura, both unknowing that they had a brother...