Chapter 1: Cheating or a misunderstanding? A girl's fight for the truth
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own Digimon? I sure don't so read on!
June 13, 2005: Edited this chapter today. I changed the wording of some sentences and did some other small changes.
(Izumi's pov)
I was at his office at last. Earlier in the afternoon, Takuya told me to go pick up some important document he left at work. Well I wasn't too happy to oblige since this little errand drove me out of my own work. I went along with it anyway. Takuya could've done it himself but I remember that panic-stricken voice he used when he told me that there was a situation going on at his buddy's house. He didn't tell me what though. "Don't worry. Just get the document and bring it home with you, okay honey? I'll be back by nine." Those were Takuya's last words before hanging up on the phone.
I sighed and started to search for a white sheet with bold print and blue ink. "How am I supposed to find it in this mess!" I said out loud. There were practically dozens of white paper laying on top of and in his desk. I skimmed through the piles while smiling to myself. "I'm with the messiest guy around."
Suddenly I came upon a pink envelope addressed to Takuya with a monogram that read, "Hey Sweetie." I picked it up and opened the lid. "Wait. I shouldn't be nosy," I thought. But the enveloped looked so inviting. "I guess a peek couldn't hurt.".
Boy was I wrong. Inside were red rose petals and a small letter. I skimmed through it and gasped. The last few lines mentioned something about dinner this evening between Takuya and... "Mira? I don't anyone named Mira."
I read the lines again. "Maybe it's his boss or co-worker. But why would they send something that looks like a... A love letter? This is weird, suspiciously weird." I placed the letter back in the envelope then put it in my purse. I figured that I'll let one of my girl friends examine it. After a while I found the darn document that Takuya wanted and quickly left the place.
I started driving towards my friend, Trista's house. She lived near the office and had a very large home. "What could this mean? He's my fiancée, why would he keep secrets from me like this?" I thought as my plain, silver car pulled into the drive-way. The front door swung open.
"Hey! What are you doing here on a Saturday afternoon? Did your latest design dazzle the company?" Trista yelled excitedly while pushing me inside. She was bubbly like usual.
"Yeah, they loved it but that's not why I'm here. Um... Well there's something I'd like you to look at for me." I searched through my purse for the envelope.
"Sure! Just let me get some tea. Sit down in the mean time," she replied.
A few minutes later, Trista came back holding a tray with two small cups and a teapot. "Okay, so let me see this thing of yours." I handed over the pink envelope.
"Oh my gosh! Where did you find this? It's so pretty!" she beamed.
"I was over at Takuya's office to get something for him but I spotted this laying around there." Trista pulled out the letter, along with a few rose petals, and read it. She took on a focused, analytical look. Her eyes slowly widened into two huge circles. "Izumi, I don't know how to tell you this but it appears that Takuya is having an affair... and the person he's seeing lives three blocks from here! In fact I saw his car driving down that way today!" She titled her head curiously and scratched it in confusion.
'What?' I thought. It felt like there was a cartoon show playing itself out. I was laughing at the character's misfortune but I realised that the character was me. Suddenly my head started tocloud and I felt so angry, but I was more sad. The handle on my tea cup was about to shatter. I had been gripping it tighter and tighter with every word. "Are you telling the truth?" I asked hesitantly.
Trista nodded and said, "Izumi... Go over there. The envelope... he might not even know about it. This Mira person is probably just a stranger trying to get hooked up. But we'll never know unless we find out. I bet you'll catch him in the middle of something and then the rest is up to you."
She's right. I can't just let this pass and ignore it. "I need to settle things now." I told myself.
"I'll go with you." Trista said as I was heading out.
I stopped in my steps for a second. "Wait, what if it's just some misunderstanding? What if there's really nothing going on?" I asked suddenly as if there was some hope left for Takuya and I.
"Then we'll get the hell out of there and act like nothing happened, okay?" I nodded. Trista opened the door to her car and hopped into the driver's side. "You coming?" she yelled.
"Yeah." I answered in a distant fashion. What was going to happen today?
It was quiet until Trista broke the silence. "You feeling okay?" I didn't respond. She continued, "Don't worry. I got your back. Anyway Takuya might be lucky and give us a good explanation." I nodded for the second time today. "This is so unlike him though. I know Takuya's a lady's man but he has a loyal heart." Trista said.
"Yeah, I know." I replied and asked, "Exactly how are we going to get in the house without giving him time to cover up?" It made Trista think hard.
She shrugged. "Maybe they'll have their door unlocked. Most people in this neighborhood do since there isn't much crime." More silence followed. The wind played with my hair innocently as I thought over all of the things being crammed into this afternoon.
"Trista? Do you think I'm too nosy?"
She shook her head immediately. "Hey, the problem isn't about you now so don't worry about it. Besides, isn't it okay to keep men in line, especially fiances?" I laughed a bit at her try to cheer me up. For some reason I felt it would be the last chance I'd get to be happy in a long time.
End of chapter 1
AznGurl: Writing is sure hard work. I'm pretty much creating this fanfic based on a one liner: one girl crazy in love with an old friend and being friends with an old love. I think the story is pretty cool so far. Oh yeah, this is purely a Kozumi fic. Please review and give your best advice so I can try to fix my flaws.