Untitled Jyoushiro
Dark Tales
by EscagirlUK

Disclaimer: Don' own Digimon. It belongs to whoever owns it. Summary: I can't think of a summary yet... I'll write 1 once I've finished the fic.
Note: As I don't know the name's of the Digidestined Children's parents, the Mom's will be refered to by just the surname, while the Dad's as surname-san

//"No... Oh, God, please, no... Onegai!" The red-haired boy whimpered, straining against the ropes that bound him. There was a crack as his assailant slapped him.
"Shut up," said the man. The red-head screwed his eyes shut as his hips were lifted, then bit his bottom lip clean through as he was roughly penetrated.//

     Izumi Koushiro shot up in bed, eyes wide and wild, his entire stance showing his fear, a cry bursting from his throat.
      "Koushiro?" a female voice asked, from outside the bedroom door, full of worry. "Honey, are you okay?"
      "Hai, okasan," Izzy said. "It was just... just a bad dream. I'll be fine, Mom. Honest."
      "Well... Okay, then, Koushiro," said Izumi. Izzy heard a sigh, then soft footsteps heading towards his adoptive parent's bedroom, then the door to their bedroom closing.
      Izzy sighed, swinging his legs off of his bed. He knew he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. Not after... Not after that dream. He slowly and carefully pulled his pajama sleeves up to his elbows, then turned his hands palm up, showing the multitude of criss-crossed scars on his wrist and lower arms. He gently traced the latest set of scars on his right arm. They were 6 red lines on each arm; 1 for each of his fellow Digidestined. They'd been done about 2 months ago.
       The red-headed computer geek pulled a wooden box out from under his bed. He then grabbed his keychain from the bedside cabinet and used a small key to open the wooden box. Inside lay a dagger, it's pommel topped
with a green stone called a jasper, and some bandages. His parents couldn't stop him from cutting himself - they didn't know where he kept the dagger - so they kept him supplied with bandages to bind the wounds and stop the bleeding.
      Izzy picked up the dagger, it's razor-sharp edge glinting almost evily. Carefully, whimpering softly, he brought the knife down on his right wrist and lower arm repeatedly, leaving trails of red as the blood beneath his skin welled up. Then he wiped off the knife and carefully, surgically, took the bandages and wound them around his arm tightly, but not too tightly. Then he put some tube grip over the bandages, to hold them in place.
       Koushiro sighed, putting everything away and laying back on his bed, eyes half closed. He couldn't get his dream out of his mind. Because it wasn't a dream. It was a memory, from last year. He frowned, and reached over to open a drawer and pull out a photo. He studied it, a small smile on his lips. It was of him and Tentomon. He hoped the bug digimon was okay. Izzy yawned, eyes falling shut. Before he could stop himself, he was asleep.

       Several weeks later it was the summer holidays and Izzy and the rest of the digidestined from Tokyo, and the American Digidestined, Wallace, were at a summer camp in the Scottish Highlands. A summer camp that just happened to be owned by a European Digidestined's Mom.
      There were several buildings that were all in a square shape with a square courtyard in the centre. Each room had 2 beds, and while the rules said that you could share a dorm room with a person of the opposite sex, all the rooms were boy-boy and girl-girl. The courtyard was also covered by a network of steel beams and thick glass panes to make it waterproof, and there were computers here and there, with phone line terminals all around.
       The building they were staying in was owned by the Scottish Digidestined, Aydan, and her adopted sister, Kieran. Just now the 2 girls were off somewhere. The rooming arangements had been a bit strange, though some were predictable. The arangements were like this: Jyou/Koushiro, Yamato/Taichi, Ken/Takeru, Daisuke/Wallace, Miyako/Hikari, Sora/Mimi and Iori (who had a room to himself).
       Izzy was walking down the steps that led to the main clearing in the courtyard-forest when he tripped. His laptop went flying and so did he. He let out a surprised cry as he fell down the remaining steps, hearing a dull thud to inducate that his laptop had fallen onto the mossy ground on either side of the steps.
      "Izzy!" cried Kari and Jyou.
"I'm fine, guys," said Izzy, shakily getting up before collapsing onto the ground again with a whimper. "Okay, maybe not," he conceded, wincing at the pain in his ankle. "I think I broke my ankle."
       Matt and Tai helped Izzy to 1 of the benches that had been carved into the trees around the edge of the clearing.
       "Stay still while I check your ankle," said Jyou. Izzy sighed and leant back against the tree-trunk, wincing as Jyou's fingers gently probed at his ankle.
"Itai!" he said.
"It's not broken, thankfully," said Jyou, getting some stuff from the medicine bag he almost always carried around with him. "Just a sprain."
      Jyou carefully, and very gently, rubbed some strange opaque yellow goo into his ankle before some tube grip on Izzy's ankle for extra support.
      "There," said Jyou, standing up.
"Done yet?" asked Izzy, not bothering to open his eyes, and therefore not seeing the shocked looks on the other Digidestined Childrens' faces.
"Just 1 last thing," said Jyou, his voice not betraying his shock and horror. "What is *this*."
      Long, slender fingers gripped Izzy's right wrist. Izzy's eyes flew open, shock showing clearly in their brown depths. Izzy swallowed as he stared into Jyou's blue eyes.
      "Scars," he whispered.
"I *know* that, Koushiro," said Jyou with a sigh. "But, why?"
"It helps," Izzy said. "It helps to get rid of the memories and the fear."
"What happened?" asked Cody quietly.
"I..." Izzy's fear was apparent to the Digidestined and the 02 team's digimon.
"You don't have to tell us, if you don't want to," said Kari softly. "But, talking could help."
"I... just don't know where to start," said Izzy.
"Don't even think it," Wallace said, glancing at Davis, who's mouth was half open.
"Hai, Will," murmured Davis, doing as his boyfriend said.
       Izzy almost smiled, but instead he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling Jyou sit beside him.
       "It happened last summer holidays," Izzy began. All noise stopped as he spoke. "Me and my parents were staying with my Mom's sister, Gina, and my cousin, Richard, on Aunt Gina's farm in England." Izzy shifted slightly. "Richard was several years older than me, about you're age, Jyou. Mom and Aunt Gina had gone out, leaving Richard to 'babysit' me.       "At 1st, things were okay, you know? We watched some TV and he persuaded me to play against him on his PlayStation. At about 9pm, I told Richard that I was going to bed. I was tired, having helped out with some of the farm work. So, I went to bed, and fell asleep pretty quickly. I woke up to a strange sound 2 hours later. I never had a chance; I was too groggy from sleep and Richard was too strong."
      Izzy stopped to regain control of his breathing as he relived that night.
       "He raped you," Ken said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Izzy opened his eyes to stare at Ken for a moment before closing them again.
"Yes," Izzy said. "Richard had me overpowered and tied up before I could say 'megabyte'. I've never been more scared in my entire life, not even when we were fighting the Dark Masters."
  Izzy leant against Jyou when he felt the older boy move closer to him, thankful for the support.
      "Luckily, Mom and Aunt Gina got home early, and caught Richard. They rushed me off to the hospital and Richard to the Police Station. I made most of the scars on my arms a few weeks afterwards, a week after I'd come out of a coma. I was just so depressed. The cuts weren't deep though... Just deep enough to scar, but not deep enough for me to bleed to death. After that, every 2 or 3 weeks, I'd cut myself. It really did help to deal with the memories of what happened." Izzy was now yawning between every word or two.
"What happened to Richard?" asked Yolei.
"He's in prison," yawned Izzy. "He was found guilty of 5 accounts of rape, 2 of those rape-and-murders, and of the physical and sexual abuse of minors." Izzy was now mostly asleep.
      Jyou stood up, carefully setting Izzy's head on one of the 'pillows' of bracken, moss and heather that seemed to cover the benches and the ground.
      "I'm going to bed, and taking Koushiro with me," Jyou whispered. "I suggest we all go to bed. It's late, and we're all a bit tired." The last sentence was accompanied by yawns from Hikari, Wallace, Takeru and Tai. Jyou carefully lifted Izzy into his arms and walked to their dorm room, the other Digidestined following him then seperating to go to their dorm rooms.
       Once in their room, Jyou set Izzy down on the left bed. He pulled the covers over Izzy then turned and started to go to his bed when a hand wrapped itself around his right wrist. He turned back to look at Izzy, who was staring at his with wide eyes.
       "Yes, Koushiro?" Jyou asked, removing his wrist from Izzy's grasp before clasping his hand with the red-head's. Izzy blushed slightly at that.
"Please, Jyou," he said, "stay with me tonight?" Red immediately dusted the blue-haired boy's cheeks and nose.
"A-Alright," he said. He climbed into the bed beside Izzy, his blush deepening as Izzy snuggled up to him and lay his head upon Jyou's chest. Sighing softly, Jyou wrapped his arms comfortingly around Izzy. They fell asleep not long after.

~OWARI~