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Kouji's Version Of A Date

As soon as he got back to Kouichi's house that night, deciding he would stay over again, Kouji began to plan out what to do on the date.

And of course, because he was Kouji, he had no idea where to start.

Keeping Takuya's advice in mind, Kouji headed to his brother's room, knocking on the door and wincing.

"Yeah?" Kouichi called out, opening the door. "What is it, Kouji?"

"I…need…" Kouji started tentatively. DON'T ASK FOR HELP! DON'T! YOU CAN FIGURE THIS OUT BY YOURSELF, his mind yelled. Swallowing his pride, the bandana head practically yelled, "I NEED HELP!"

"Mental help? Yeah, I kinda figured that by myself," teased the older twin.

"I actually meant girl help."

For a solid two minutes, Kouichi stared at his younger twin. Finally, he repeated, "Girl help?"

"Y-yeah…"

"You are asking me for girl help when you know I'm not capable of staying in the same room as a girl for more than a minute without going back to studying?"

"But you can! You just don't talk to them!"

Kouichi sighed. "Don't be stupid. You have to talk to Izumi, idiot. You can't just ignore her. Especially when you asked her out."

"But-"

"ENOUGH BUTS ALREADY!"

"But I don't wanna go now," mumbled the younger twin, sulking away.

Kouichi grumbled and disappeared into his room, coming out with a package a second later. Shoving it into his brother's arms, he instructed, "Give her this. I always knew you'd get into girl trouble one day."

"What is it?

"A necklace. I planned to give it to Izumi for her birthday, but you honestly need to learn a thing or two. Work your way up from that."

Kouji stared at the box in his hand. How…does this help! ARRRGH! I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SUCH A DOLT! Scrunching up his face, he returned to his room before letting out a loud wail.

Kouji glanced nervously at the clock before wiping his hands on the side of his jacket. J-just stay calm, Kouji. It's not that hard, you know, he told himself, swallowing and stiffly heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I really should've just kept my mouth shut, the boy thought miserably as he poured the water into his cup and brought it to his lips. Kouji, you're an idiot.

Maybe it could have all been avoided. But that day, Kouji had felt guilty that Izumi had rejected Takuya.

And he just had to ask her out. If he had actually thought things through, maybe he could have gotten the two back together.

But no, he was an idiot. Just like Kouichi always told him, 'If you don't stop acting before you think, you'll get stuck one day and regret that you didn't start earlier.'

Boy did he wish he had start thinking before he acted back then.

"An hour left, huh?" he heard someone ask.

Looking up, Kouji found Takuya grinning at him. "Come to make me miserable, have you?" he asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes on the goggle boy.

Takuya shook his head and replied, "Actually, Kouichi finally agreed to tutor me. After I asked him to explain that stupid problem over the phone and he realized I didn't get it, he said I was hopeless and needed serious help."

Kouji did his best not to snort. "I see. And then you two are gonna spy on my horrible dating skills?"

"No, but thanks for the idea! We can always do that when I'm bored!"

"Oy, Takuya, bug my brother later. Did you bring your math book?" Kouichi asked, appearing behind Takuya with a frown.

Takuya winced. "Aww…but I wanna spy on Kouji now! He seems so sure he'll screw up big time!"

Kouichi fell silent before replying, "We'll spy on Kouji later. For now, get out your book. You're here to study, remember?"

Kouji barely stifled a laugh watching Takuya pout childishly.

"FINE, I'll give you a practice test at the end, and if you pass…then…I'll let you spy on Kouji," Kouichi grumbled, folding his arms across his chest.

"Well, what are you waiting for, Kouichi! START TUTORING ME!" Takuya yelled, bringing out his math book and dragging Kouichi away.

And so Kouji was left alone once more to deal with his nervous fit. Finally, getting fed up with himself, he just got up and walked outside, thinking, A walk will help me calm down. It will, won't it? Yeah, it will. I mean, it's not like we're officially a couple or anything. I asked her out as a friend. We're…just…friends. Friends, nothing else. Oh hell, I'm gonna die today…

"Kouji…why are you out here already!" a surprised voice asked.

Kouji froze and turned around, meeting Izumi's amazed gaze. "Uh…I…uh…"

"Oh well. So, what are you up to?" she asked, smiling.

He put on a small smile. "Nothing much. Might as well go now, right?" he laughed.

Izumi nodded. "Might as well, considering we're already here."

They both fell silent, looking away uncomfortably.

"Uh, so then," Kouji said slowly, "Did you…uh…where do you want to go?"

"I don't really care…"

"Movies?"

"Mmm…nothing good is out right now."

"True…" Kouji stared at the ground before him intently. "How about…"

"We just walk?" Izumi suggested, looking at him.

"Y-yeah, why not?" Kouji swallowed and looked away. "So, then…"

"Kouji, you talked to Takuya, didn't you?"

Surprised, he looked at her. "What?"

"You did, didn't you? Is he…mad at me?" she asked, biting her lip. "I…feel bad. He gave me another chance, but I…I just…"

He sighed and yanked her hand. "Come on, let's go. And you know, Takuya's forgiven you."

Izumi fell silent as Kouji yanked her hand, pulling her off to some random place. "Kouji?"

"Hm?"

"You think this is right? Do you think I'm…being…stupid?" she asked, looking down.

Kouji let go of her hand and turned around to face her. "Stupid? You? Nah! Everyone has to move on, you know. Some…move on sooner than others. Now promise me you'll have a good time tonight."

"But-"

He placed his hands on her shoulders. "Promise."

Izumi's eyes widened before she closed them and nodded. "Okay…I will," she murmured, looking down. Who do I really love? she wondered. It hadn't hit her before, but Izumi never realized who she really wanted to be with-Kouji or Takuya. But right now, she had chosen Kouji. And so she would do as he asked.

For everyone's sake, she would be happy. She had caused enough damage already. I thought I had learned to be a better friend…or girlfriend. Apparently not, she thought dismally. Drawing a breath, Izumi walked up to Kouji and smiled. "Then let's go!"

Takuya stared at the math book before him. "Kouichi, this is boring. Can we go stalk them, now?" he asked, groaning as he leaned back in his chair to stretch.

"Takuya, tell me the truth-are you or are you not over Izumi?" came the reply.

Damn, he's good, Takuya thought, wincing. "Uh…I'm over her."

Kouichi shook his head and said thoughtfully, "Don't lie. You know, you could compare dating to eating a sandwich."

"HUH?" That had completely taken Takuya aback. "How does that work out?"

"Well, compare the girl to the sandwich. I know it sounds weird, just bear with me. A guy eats the sandwich. Seconds later," explained Kouichi, tapping his pencil on the math book's surface, "he eats another sandwich."

Takuya frowned. "You're saying we forget easily?"

"No. We move on easily was the point."

The goggle head stared at the math book, then Kouichi. "I think I'm ready to take that mini test you had planned."

Just what is he thinking? Kouichi wondered, handing Takuya the test. "You have thirty minutes."

Ten minutes later, Takuya stabbed the eraser side of his pencil rather violently at the paper. Negative 'b' plus or minus the…the square root of 'b' squared plus? No! God, I give up! Growling, Takuya stabbed the paper again, then leaned back in his chair.

"Pretty good, Takuya," Kouichi observed, "you're on the last problem…and on the right track…"

Takuya nodded absentmindedly while thinking, Not plus, minus. Minus four 'ac' over two. Over two 'a.' Quickly, he scribbled down the answer and shoved the paper at Kouichi. "Well?" he asked anxiously.

Kouichi quickly skimmed through Takuya's answers and the answer key. "Takuya…"

"Yeah!"

"You got all but one problem…"

"YOU MEAN I ONLY GOT ONE RIGHT!"

"No, switch it. You got all but one problem right. So, you would've gotten an 'A.' I really don't get your study method, but keep it up!" Kouichi said happily filing the paper away.

Takuya grinned. "Now you'll get me a camcorder to tape Kouji's first date?"

"WAY ahead of you."

The two boys quickly ran out of the house, a camcorder in Kouichi's hand.

"So, now what?" Kouji asked, stretching his hands and yawning.

Izumi shrugged. "Just walk, I guess."

"Okay, admit it, you had fun."

"…uh…sure, I had fun," she replied unenthusiastically.

"Izumi…"

"I did, okay! Sheesh!"

He smiled. "Good! Now here are our choices! A, we just go for a walk, B, we just talk, C, we go home, or D, we murder Takuya and Kouichi for spying on us!"

Izumi frowned. "Why say all that so happily?"

"Why not be happy?"

"You pick."

"Then you're helping me murder Takuya and Kouichi!"

"What? NO!" Izumi yelled as Kouji yanked her hand and ran over to his friends' hiding place in between two buildings. "KOUJI!"

Kouji just stopped in front of his twin, smirking. "So, Mr. Smarty-pants, why is it that you're aiding Takuya in spying on me?"

Kouichi looked around before whispering, "He aced the practice test I gave him. Four points off, but still aced it. IN TEN MINUTES OUT OF THIRTY! HE TOTALLY OWNED YOU!"

Sticking out his tongue, Kouji folded his arms. "So what if I'm stupider! It's not like it uh…affects…It's not like it affects my awesome kendo skills! Take that!" he attempted to counter.

Takuya and Kouichi exchanged glances.

"Was that a comeback?" Takuya asked Kouichi.

Kouji's twin shrugged. "I couldn't tell. It was super pathetic."

"Aw, stop picking on me!" Kouji whined.

"They've got a point, Kouji," Izumi said, smirking. "You know, girls like guys who are actually smart."

Kouji glared at her. "Then why doesn't Kouichi have a girlfriend?"

Kouichi turned pale. "Kouji, could you keep me out of this stuff?"

"He studies too much. Never pays any attention to girls, so if they were flirting with him, he'd be completely oblivious," Izumi replied calmly.

Takuya covered his mouth in an attempt to prevent himself from laughing but ended up bursting into an uncontrollable laughter.

Izumi blushed slightly, then looked away. You're with Kouji now, remember? Right, Kouji. Think about Kouji, she thought, looking behind her shoulder. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something from around the corner. "What-" Frowning, Izumi walked around the corner in time to see a girl with shoulder length dark brown hair dash away. Was that…Sumi?

"Hey, Izumi, are you okay?" Kouichi called out, poking Takuya's stomach and making him laugh harder.

She turned to face him, then smiled. "Y-yeah! I'm fine!" she replied, then walked up to Takuya. "Hey, Takuya, are you done laughing?"

The goggle boy merely doubled over and laughed harder. "Kouichi, I'll never look at you the same again!" he cackled, placing a hand on the building to support himself as he walked off.

Kouji stared at the camcorder in his brother's hand. "Hey…what is that?" he asked suspiciously.

Kouichi chuckled before handing the camcorder to his brother. "Search me. I just needed to fix it."

"Alright, then," Kouji muttered, examining the camcorder but finding no tape. "Be that way. I'm heading home. Want me to walk you home, Izumi?"

"No, that's okay," Izumi said, smiling.

"Okay. I'll see you two at school, then!" Kouji said, walking off after handing the camcorder back to his brother.

Izumi bit her lip and turned to Kouichi. "Kouichi, tell me the truth, please. I know Sumi was spying on us. What…how…how does she connect to Kouji?"

Kouichi drew a breath. He had been sure that Sumi would mind her own business and leave Kouji and Izumi alone. But apparently, he'd be a bit more involved in the tangled square, now. "Listen, Izumi…can we just talk about this tomorrow? I promise, during lunch, I'll spill everything."

She was reluctant, but Izumi finally gave in. "Fine. But you need to tell me during lunch. Or I go telling everyone that you don't know wh-"

"Alright, alright! I promised!" Kouichi said hastily. "Come on, I'll walk you home…"

A/N-

Sorry, I know, it's a weird turn, and I have never been on a date before, and have no imagination, thus, as Kouji has never been on a date either, we'll say this-

Kouji and Izumi…did…

They…uh…talked? I have no clue.

I know that most people support Takumi, but I never specified that this would be Kouzumi. I never specified either. I don't really appreciate people jumping to conclusions. Believe me, I'm a big Takumi fan. Writing Kouzumi's a challenge for me.

Next chapter, we get to find out more about Sumi…hmmm…review or flame. But if you flame, be reasonable about your flame and at least have three good reasons to back your flame up.