The new digidestined went through the Digiport but Yolei didn't.
"I'm going over to Izzy's to get my digivice back," she said, "and I'll be with you soon."
"Stay in touch!" Davis said just as the transmission went out.
Yolei was in a hurry to get to Izzy's house, but was it only to get her digivice back or was it something else?
"I wonder why Izzy asked for my digivice," she
said to herself, "He doesn't know me as well as the others.
When she reached his apartment door, she paused before
knocking.
She softly tapped on the door.
"Hello, can I help you?" Mrs. Izumi asked.
"Uh, hello, Mrs. Izumi," Yolei bowed her head in greeting, "Is Izzy home?"
"Yes," she said, "come on in.
"That sounds good, thank you," Yolei said
politely.
Mrs. Izumi knocked on his door as Yolei sat down on the couch.
"Izzy," she said, cracking a smile, "there's a girl here to see you!"
The way Mrs. Izumi said girl made Yolei want to laugh.
Mrs. Izumi stepped away from Izzy's door and went back to the kitchen.
Izzy froze, "there's a girl?" he muttered
to himself, "here to see me?"
"Hey, Izzy," she said.
He let out a sigh, "Yolei, hey!
"Welllll," her eyes moved to Mrs. Izumi's direction.
"Maybe she smelt my cookies," Mrs. Izumi bragged, placing a plate on the counter with two glasses of milk.
Yolei stood up and walked to snag a few cookies.
"You're welcome, um, what did you say your name
was?"
"It's Yolei."
"Huh?" he mumbled and his eyes widened with a
smile, "Oh.
"Don't you want the cookies?" his mom asked.
Izzy came back and took the plate of cookies and then the
glasses of milk.
Mrs. Izumi stood there, dumbfounded.
"So, I bet you're here to get your digivice back," Izzy said.
"Yes," she replied, "but only if you're done analyzing it."
Izzy took a bite of a cookie and picked up her
digivice.
She hesitated before taking it.
He pointed to her mouth, "I have a hard time drinking milk without getting a mustache too."
"Ohh!" she turned magenta and wiped her mouth as
if she was trying not only to get the mustache off, but her lips too.
"Yeah."
She stepped forward and asked her question again, "Izzy, why did you ask me for my digivice?"
"I told you I wanted to analyze it," he reminded.
"Yeah," she said, "but why didn't you take
Kari's or TK's?
"Well," it was his turn to blush.
"You could've asked Kari or TK for their digivice," she interrogated, "why did you choose mine?"
"Because--I," he responded, "I wanted to use a digivice from one of the new digidestined."
"Oh, I see," she said.
'Whew,' Izzy thought.
"But you could've asked Cody or Davis," she told
him.
'Dang, she got me again!' Izzy thought, 'I forgot that she was smart!'
"And why would it even matter that you use a digivice
from a new digidestined?" she asked.
He started to eat his cookie, "so, do you like the cookies?" he asked, changing the subject.
Yolei sighed, "You're avoiding the subject, Izzy.
Outside the door, Mrs. Izumi was listening in on them.
"I'm home!" Mr. Izumi announced.
"Shhh!" she hushed, "Izzy has a girl in his room!"
"A girl?" Mr. Izumi mumbled, "I'd never thought Izzy would have a girl in his room!"
They both stayed very close to the door.
"I can't hear anything," Mr. Izumi complained.
"Beats me," Mrs. Izumi said.
Izzy finished his cookie and took a sip of milk.
"Well?" Yolei groaned, "answer me!"
"I don't know why, Yolei," Izzy said softly.
"You just asked me," she questioned, "for no reason at all?"
"Whatever reason that is," Izzy said, "I haven't found that out yet. Sorry, Yolei, I can't give you an answer."
"I see," she mumbled.
"Don't you want to know what I found out?" he asked.
She frowned, "I'm more interested in why you chose me,
Izzy.
"Well, I heard that," Mr. Izumi whispered.
"Shhh!" Mrs. Izumi hushed.
"Maybe I like you too," Izzy said.
"Really, Izzy?" she asked, her frown becoming a smile.
He shrugged, "sure.
"That's all?"
"Yolei," he mumbled, "I--I don't know!
"Just tell me the truth, Izzy!" she snapped, "you lied to me when I asked what that light was from the computer and Kari, TK and Davis disappeared! You knew and you didn't tell me!"
"Well, that's different!"
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she inquired.
"Is she?" Mr. Izumi asked his wife.
"I think she is," she replied.
"Well, sure, I guess," He said, "I never
really noticed."
"You guess?"
"Maybe I'd know if Apocalymon didn't destroy my crest of KNOWLEDGE!" he yelled, "and I didn't have to use the power of my crest to protect the Digiworld!"
"Well, no." He mumbled.
She sighed, "Just tell me the truth, Izzy. Do you think I'm pretty are not?"
"How did this conversation happen?" Izzy asked, "I just wanted to analyze your digivice!"
"ANALYZE THIS!" She grabbed him by the shoulders
and pressed her lips against his.
"Yo--" he began to say.
When she pulled away, he couldn't believe just what happened.
"Bye, Izzy," she said.
"Y-yeah," he mumbled.
Yolei opened the door and Izzy's parents immediately stepped to the side, trying not to look suspicious.
"Going so soon, Yolei?" Mrs. Izumi asked.
She nodded, "I'll see my self out." She bowed her
head, "thank you for the cookies."
"So Izzy, what did you talk about?" Mr. Izumi asked.
Mrs. Izumi smacked his arm, "maybe he doesn't want to talk about it!"
"I only asked."
Izzy blinked a few times and came back to reality, "what?"
"What did you two talk about?"
"I'm still trying to analyze what went on myself,"
Izzy said, "It might be a while." He closed the door and collapsed on
his bed.
