DigiBleach: Hello! Sorry for not updating, I got lost in fanfiction, SAT's ,amvs, YouTube, school, Jazz, Marching band, school, laziness, and writing club at school.

Koji: Digi, when are you going to write anything else?

Digi: When I don't feel lazy and am not thinking of things for Naruto to Dragon Chronicles.

Koji: Naruto what? Digi this isn'tanother fanfic is it?

Digi: Well... yes, but the characters are based off of you and your brother. Their names are Kuroikiba and shirokiba Uchiha Minamoto. And they are Uber Cute!

Koji: _ Yeah okay Digi what's this stupid thing about anyway?

Digi: Well... I was remembering how back in 8th grade we read this play version of a Wonderful Life, and I was thinking I'd do that to you. You know cuz in like almost every fic you are considered the emo one, just like Sasu-chan is in Naruto.

KOji: What! O.o 0~0 TT__TT Why Me?

Digi: Cuz you are my second fav character in Digimon ever! p(#^.^#)q

Koji: Ugh ~_~ Digi doesn't own Digimon or Naruto please don't sue.

This is a story dedicated to all of the people who decide to read my lame stories and encourage me. Thank You!!!!!

Koji Minamoto was sitting in his living room Christmas evening, with his brother Kouichi, his dad, his step-mom, his uncle Hikaru, and his cousin Mizuki. The house was all decorated for the holidays and everyone seemed happy, except Koji. There were lights on the mantle of the fireplace, there was a bright evergreen tree in their home with flashing bulbs and ornaments, a buffet table filled with food ranging from small appetizers to cooked sliced turkey. The room was dimly lit, and the main source of light was from the fire that was lit to both provide illumination and to keep the house warm on the cold nights. Koji was looking at his father with disgust, as he put on an act of happiness, even though Koji knew better. He and his dad argues earlier that day about his brother and friends coming over, and ended with his father saying that he wished Koji had never been born. Now he seemed happy as saint Nick himself, and it disgusted him.

"Alright Mizuki here's your present." Kousei handed a bright metallic green box with a bright red ribbon to his neice.

"Thank you Uncle Kousei!" The happy eight-year-old jumped up and down as she opened up the gift.

The little girl had short brown hair that was pulled back into pigtails and tied with red ribbons for that day. She was wearing a green sweater, and her bright blue eyes lit up when she tore off the paper of the box which revealed a blue stuffed dolphin waiting for her.

"Thank Thank Thank YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUU!" Mizuki squealed as she took the toy out of the box.

'What's she so happy about? It's only a stupid stuffed animal' Koji thought bitterly to himself.

'Oh come on bro, she loves dolphins don't spoil the moment.' Kouichi communicated to his brother. (Digi: Freaky twin telepathy I LUV LUV LUV it!)

'Fine.' Koji replied back, and his brother smiled at the response.

"Ok Kouichi this is for you. I hope you like it. I spent three months making it just right." Satomi handed a dark blue box to Kouichi that had a silver bow on top.

"Um that wasn't necessary Satomi-sama. I really don't need a gift." Kouichi had a faint blush on his face, and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Not at all. I was thrilled to find out I have another son, and it's Christmas. As my mother always said you get a gift whether you like it or not. Well the gift that is." Satomi replied back, also blushing.

"Well are you going to open it or not bro?" Koji said with a sour tone.

"Koji..." Kousei started, but was cut off by the sound of paper being torn.

"Mizuki you really didn't have to open it for me." Kouichi looked at the sweater that was now in his hands and then at the wrapping paper in his cousin's.

"You always take to long Ichi-san. Plus Ji-san needs to open my present now, and he can't do that when you are opening Tomi-sama's gift." Mizuki pouted, before going under the tree and grabbing a present with silver paper and a navy bow on it.

"Here Ji-chan I got this especially for you! Open it up!" Mizuki jumped up and down with too much excitment for her small body to contain.

"Wow thanks Mizuki." Koji twitched as he held up a white wolf with a collar on it that read 'Ji-san belongs to Koji' before throwing it on the floor.

"Huh. Koji why did you do that?" Mizuki said with a puppy-dog face.

"Cuz it was a stupid gift that's why!" Koji yelled back to his little cousin, who was now in tears.

"Koji why did you do that!?" Kousei yelled at his son.

"Cuz I hate this family! I hate every single one of you!" Koji was about to leave, but Kousei grabbed his arm.

"Koji where do you think you're going?" Kousei yelled, and was kicked back by Koji before he could say more.

"I'm going out. Oh and dad I also wish I had never been born, cuz then maybe I Wouldn't Have to Deal With YOU!" Koji screamed at the top of his lungs before running outside with his coat.

KOji roamed the streets of Japan in the chilling air of the early evening. The sun was already down, even though it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. Koji huffed a blast of air out of his mouth, as he headed to the train station. When he arrived there, there was only one person standing at the station. Normally there would be hundreds of people taking the trais today, but the mayor insisted that this year people should be home with their families. The lights flickered at the station, as Koji walked up to the ticket machine. He wanted to get as far away from his home as soon as possible. He put his money into the machine, but the machine wouldn't produce a ticket. Koji kicked the machine with frustation, but it still wouldn't a ticket.

"Hey kid need some help? You won't get far kicking the machine." A twenty-year-old man with a tan trench coat, a brown Fedora, blond hair and both a red and a blue eye asked Koji.

"No thanks I can handle it myself." Koji said coldly and he kept kicking the machine.

The man sighed and gently pushed Koji to the side. "Here let me help you little boy."

"I'm not a little kid! I'm twelve years old! I can take care of myself! I don't need anyone or anything!" Koji yelled looking at the man who was smiling with a ticket in his hand.

"Here little light boy I got your ticket. My name is Shiro Tenshi, it means White Angel. What's your name little one?" The man said with a smile on his face.

"Listen you creeper stay away from me or I'll use the karate moves I learned on you!" Koji said ferouciusly.

"Fine... whatever. I was just trying to be nice, anyway what's bothering you child?" The man's smile was very warm.

"If it'll have you leave me alone, I told my dad that I also wished that I'd never been born, so I wouldn't have to be with him. There you happy?" Koji asked the ma whose smile went to a frown.

"I wish you didn't say the Koji, cuz now I have to grant it." Shiro's eyes glowed red and blue, and two wings grew from his back, one being black the other being white.

"Wh-what?" Koji said in confusion, before being blinded by a bright light.

"Koji I hope you don't mean what you said, because it changes everything in this world." The man said through the bright light.

"Wait!" Koji yelled, and found himself alone at the station.

'That was weird. Did I just imagine it or...' Koji's thoughts were interrupted as a clock chimed eight o'clock.

"Oh man the team's already at my house!" Koji ran quickly as he could to his home.

When Koji arrived at his house ten minutes later, he was surprised to read what was in the name plate for his house. The names listed on it were: Kousei Minamoto, Satomi Minamoto, Kouichi Minamoto, and Hikari Minamoto. Koji couldn't comprehend what he was seeing. Kouichi didn't live with him, he lived with their mom Tomoko, and who's this Hikari person. There was no one in their family by that name. Koji heisitantly opened the gate of his house and walked up to the window of the house. Inside there were his friends, but they looked different. Takuya had some sort of punk fighter look to him, Zoe looked like some sort of a cross between girly girl and a goth, Tommy looked like he was as timid as he was before the Digital World, and Jp had lost weight and looked like he was a weight lifter! Koji's eyes shifted across the room as he saw his brother walking into the room with a six-year-old girl on his shoulders.

"What are you looking at?" Kouichi said coldly to his friends.

"Nothing buddy, but you might want to lose the girl, it's dangerous for such an innocent kid to be alligned with people like us." Takuya replied to his friend who was wearing a dark purple T-shirt, a ripped black jacket, and ripped denim jeans.

Koji stared in awe, as these wear not the same people that he knew.

DigiBleach: There's the first chapter!

Koji: What exactly was that?

Digi: This is an angsty/hurt/comfort fic, or at least I'm trying to make it one.

Koji: Ok, but I still don't get it.

DigiBleach: Oh well stay tuned and Merry X-Mas!

Koji: Please R&R I guess