Title: Trouble
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own La Corda D'oro or any of its characters/places/etc mentioned in this story.
Summary: Nami Amou can't help but stick her nose into everyone's business - she learned long ago that it was useless to try and suppress her curiosity. But when it comes to Azuma Yunoki, answers are not so easily found. Something tells her it's better to just let it go, that it's more trouble than it's worth . . . but since when has that ever stopped her?
A/N: So what am I doing writing about obnoxious journalists when it's been who knows how long since I updated Stranger? Trying out something else since I'm struggling with Stranger, because after the feedback I have received, it is evident that the next chapter won't do and I now need to totally rework the final piece of my plot and I have no idea what to do instead. Therefore, instead of waiting for Stranger's completion to start on this, I'm doing this now. My apologies.
Anyhow, thanks for checking this out, and please enjoy!
If there was one thing Nami Amou had learned in her admittedly short career as a journalist, there was a story to be found in everything. Everything. Sometimes it was apparent, but usually, you had to look for it. You had to dig. You had to pursue it with the sort of single-minded, relentless passion most people reserved for things like survival and true love. Too often people wrote her profession off as an outlet for nosiness and a tendency towards sensationalism. Nosy people gossipped and embellished vague rumors. Nami, however, was a truth-seeker in a world intent on keeping it's secrets.
Which was not to say she wasn't nosy. If there was one thing she'd learned way before her natural talents had led to her high school reporting career, it was that she possessed an unusual, undeterrable curiosity. An insatiable curiosity that, to her parent's dismay, often got her into trouble.
There was a brief time in which she resented this inability to accept things, no questions asked, but it was fueled more by guilt than honest regret. Nami quickly learned to embrace her adventuress heart and try not to feel bad if it caused her parents' hair to gray before it was supposed to. There was no sense in trying to change things that could not be changed, and even less sense in dwelling guiltily over it.
And besides; the tendency to find trouble whether she was looking for it or determinedly trying to avoid it later turned out to be a blessing. As it happened, with trouble came the very best stories, and so Nami learned to run to trouble the moment it beckoned.
So what if she sometimes came off as overly persistent and overbearing. You had to be, or you would never get anywhere. Journalism, she fancied, required a stout heart and great ambition. What's more, she liked to think she had both.
And perhaps she did.
But one must not forget that every strength has it's weakness, and you must take care to identify and avoid those weaknesses, or you will run into the sort of trouble that even the boldest adventuress would flee.
Alas, she never had been good at taking precautions.