Disclaimer-I don't own Digimon. Let's get to the story.

Now That I Know You, What Do I Do?

Izumi stared at the paper in front of her. It was yet another boring math test. While Kouji's class had had their test the previous week before, her class was having their chapter test today.

And she really didn't want to do it.

Who cares about math, I just want to know about Sumi, damn it! Why can't the clock just hurry up and wind to twelve twenty-five…? Izumi sighed and stared at the problems. "Great, just great. I didn't even memorize the stupid quadratic formula," she muttered to herself, wishing she could stab through the paper.

Closing her eyes, Izumi sighed again. I'm so confused. Why is it that I feel so guilty and jealous at the same time? Maybe if I just stayed away from everyone, they'd feel better, she thought, writing down a random answer and skipping to the next problem.

Lunch, come quickly…
Kouichi flashed a look at Izumi who was close to throwing her eraser at the wall in frustration.

She isn't concentrating. Maybe I should have told her last night. Then again, he thought wryly as he worked out the problem he was on, she probably would have ran out of the class screaming if I did tell her yesterday. Chuckling, Kouichi looked at the clock and sighed. His gaze averted to Sumi, who had already finished and was glaring coldly at Izumi.

Wincing, the boy finished his last problem and quickly looked over his test before turning it in and staring at the clock, bored. One minute…twenty seconds…hey, what was that sound? Maybe something in the Chem labs blew up? Five seconds…three…two…one…

The bell rang and most students jumped up, eager to run out. But Mr. Amano yelled above all the racket, "Sit down! We aren't done just yet! If you turned in your test, you're free to leave. If not, turn it in and go. You don't get any time after now to work on it. Alright, get going!"

Kouichi watched as Izumi quickly finished the last details of her test and practically ran forward to turn it in, then grabbed her bag and nearly jumped at him.

"TELL ME," she ordered with a glare.

Whimpering slightly, Kouichi obliged. "Let's…go outside, first?" he suggested, looking at Sumi, who had her eyes narrowed in on him.

Kouji walked in at that moment. "HEY! Kouichi, you girl stealer!"

"You're kidding! I thought Izumi said he had no girl skills!" Takuya gasped.

Kouichi stared at the two, twitching slightly. "ACTUALLY, I was going to inform her about something, but since you two are bugging me, I'm leaving," he grumbled, turning around and marching off.

"Noooo! WAIT! I'LL MAKE THEM APOLOGIZE!" Izumi cried, running after him.

The other two boys exchanged glances.

Takuya shook his head and muttered, "Your brother is weird, Kouji. I thought you were the weirder of the two…"

"I thought so too!" Kouji exclaimed. "He can't steal my spot!"

After a moment of silently staring at the incensed bandana boy, Takuya walked off. "You know what? I take that back. You're the weird one."

Kouji, who had been too caught up in muttering angry comments hadn't noticed he was standing alone in the middle of the room until Mr. Amano walked over and tapped his shoulder.

"What is it, Mr. Amano?" asked Kouji, looking up instantly.

Mr. Amano cleared his throat. "You're standing in the middle of the room…talking to yourself."

"What?"

"It's lunch time."

Kouji's eyes widened as his jaw dropped. "THEY ALL DITCHED ME!" he yelled angrily, storming out of the classroom.

Mr. Amano sighed and shook his head, muttering, "Kids…they never learn."

"What's this place? I've never been here," Izumi muttered, looking around the clearing in the middle of several rose bushes.

"It's my private little…uh…sanity preserving lunch spot. You can't really study out there, you know," Kouichi replied, waving to outside the clearing.

"Oh."

"Don't tell Kouji."

"I won't."

Sitting down, Kouichi sighed. "Alright, let's get this all straightened out. Now, we have you, Takuya, Kouji and Sumi. And, unfortunately, me, as well. How does this connect? I'm Kouji's brother, Kouji's dating you, you're Takuya's ex-girlfriend, and Takuya is Sumi's cousin. We know everyone in the picture but Sumi. So, who is Sumi?"

"You're supposed to be telling me!" Izumi interrupted angrily.

He twitched and muttered, "I was getting to the point. Now look, you know how Sumi was spying on you yesterday?"

Izumi nodded.

"Well, I confronted her a few days ago. Apparently, she's…"

"She's…?" Izumi asked, unable to stand the anticipation. "WELL!"

"She knew Kouji from when they were young, okay! Sheesh, girls are so…anyway, they're childhood…rivals, you could say. She'd always pick on Kouji, and her older sister would always tell her to stop, but she never did. Sumi thought it was amusing to torture Kouji. I have to agree with her," Kouichi said, chuckling slightly. He paused, then continued, "But that's when there was an accident."

Izumi tilted her head to the side, sitting down in front of Kouichi. "What happened?"

The boy bit his lip. "Well, Sumi dragged him off somewhere and I think they were having a kendo match…yeah, it was a kendo match. That's what she told me, anyway. It was supposed to be abandoned, only something happened, and there was a car or something…but anyway, Kouji pushed Sumi out of the way and got hit instead."

"WHAT?"

"He never remembered, had a temporary 'amnesia' moment, and forgot that moment entirely. So he told you that a girl named 'Aono' tortured him, right?"

Izumi nodded.

"Well, Aono is Sumi's sister. They actually look similar, but Aono's older by four or so years."

"S-so then, Sumi didn't get hurt?"

Kouichi shook his head. "Kouji took all the damage. She got a scrape or two, but nothing major. He was apparently out for a week."

Quietly, Izumi looked past the rose bushes. Sumi was saved by Kouji…? And he remembers her name as 'Aono…'

Kouichi continued, "And so, that's basically how that happened. Kouji got out two weeks after the accident, the car driver was sued for not being careful, Sumi was grounded for a year for being stupid, and Kouji was completely clueless. He never saw Sumi afterward, so all he knew was Aono, a girl who picked on him. He couldn't even verify it.

"But Sumi remembered, and she felt guilty. So, well, she considered herself in debt. I don't know. I'm assuming it's a loner thing. But anyway, now she's determined to pay her debt," Kouichi concluded.

Izumi sighed. "How's she going to do that?"

"No clue, but…uh…Izumi," he said hastily, turning a bit sheepish.

"What is it?"

Kouichi gulped. "Uhm, Sumi kind of…"

"FOUND YOU!" a voice yelled. Out of nowhere, Kouji jumped into the clearing with a grin. "Perfect. Now you have to tutor me! Takuya aced his test! He possesses a skill I don't have!"

Kouichi gritted his teeth. "I'll tell you later, Izumi…" Turning to his brother, he snapped, "TAKUYA TOOK THE TEST LAST WEEK. SO DID YOU! HE ALWAYS POSSESSED THE SKILL THAT YOU CAN NEVER HAVE! …I think he does better at school when he's depressed."

Kouji grumbled and sat down beside his brother. "Were you two studying?"

"Yep," replied Kouichi with ease.

"I want help! I have to make corrections on my math test and I don't even know what I did wrong!" Kouji wailed.

"Fine, just shut up and show me your test!" Kouichi growled, plugging his ears.

Kouji brought out his test and flashed a look at Izumi. "What's wrong with Izumi? You didn't murder her, did you?"

"Oh, yes, I performed the 'Avada Kedavra' spell on her. SHE'S FINE, IDIOT. Just…uhh…shocked?" supplied Kouichi, frowning at Izumi.

Izumi closed her mouth, then stood up. "I'm going to…uhh…go to the bathroom…" she said, walking off with a dazed look on her face.

Kouji frowned. "What's the 'Avada Kedavra' spell and what did you tell her?"

"Read Harry Potter sometime. And I told her what she wanted to know. Now do you want to know what you did wrong or what?" Kouichi asked, frowning at the math test in his hand.

"Oh, yeah, what did I do wrong?"

Suddenly, Kouichi twitched and he yelled, "IDIOT! HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF THE QUADRATIC FORMULA!"

Izumi heard Kouichi's yell as she headed to the bathroom. Sighing, she looked at her shoes, feeling slightly depressed. I can't believe…Kouji of all people…got hit by a car, she thought, leaning against the wall next to her classroom. "I wonder what it must feel like to be Sumi…"

"It feels pretty stupid."

Izumi looked up and saw Sumi glaring at her. "Ah…I…uh, didn't mean it like that. I meant-"

"I don't care what you meant, Orimoto, just listen and listen well," Sumi snapped coldly. "If you haven't noticed, Takuya's been moping around while you've been prancing off with Kouji. And-"

"But…that was only one day. Kouji told me Kouichi was tutoring Takuya. Takuya wasn't moping!" Izumi countered furiously. "Who gave you the right to judge me, anyway! Just because you want to pay off a stupid debt, it doesn't mean you can interfere with my life, okay?"

Sumi snorted. "It's not your life I really care about."

"My life, Kouji's life, whatever. It's our relationship, not yours!"

"Are you so sure?"

Izumi's eyes widened. "What are you…" Angrily, Izumi clenched her hands and stormed off. Who does she think she is! Kouichi, if you forgot to tell me anything, I'm murdering you on the spot!

Sumi watched Izumi storm back to Kouichi's lunch spot before sighing and looking at her feet. "I wish it wasn't this hard…why couldn't she just have fallen in love with Kouichi instead?" grumbled the girl as she headed off to find something to do.

"Oh…so…wait…I DON'T GET IT! HOW DOES THAT STUPID QUADRATIC FORMULA THING HELP WITH FINDING THE ANSWER!" Kouji yelled poking his test paper repeatedly.

Kouichi twitched before picking up the test, crumpling it and throwing it at his twin. "ANYONE COULD HAVE GOTTEN THE ANSWER BY NOW! GODS, HOW STUPID ARE YOU! SIMPLIFY! PLUG THE NUMBERS IN AND SIMPLIFY!" the older twin yelled back, attempting to refrain himself from throwing the math textbook at his brother.

Kouji shrugged. "Oh. Whatever. That felt good. I haven't had a good yell in a long time."

"That's only because you're an idiot."

"No, you are, Kouichi Kimura! What did you forget to tell me!" Izumi yelled as she stormed in.

Kouichi winced before staring up at Izumi. "Well, other than the little small tiny nearly insignificant fact I was about to tell you before Kouji jumped in?" he questioned sheepishly.

Izumi nodded.

"Kouji, that would be your cue to leave, undearest brother of mine."

"What! Why can't I know?" Kouji whined.

"Because you're Kouji."

"That's not a good-"

Izumi growled, "Because otherwise I'll slap you and yell random things that will get you expelled. Now SCRAM."

Grumbling, Kouji picked up his bag and slumped off, clearly unhappy.

Kouichi sighed. "Alright, the little detail was that, well, you see, Sumi kinda…"

"YEAH? WHAT!" Izumi asked angrily.

"Could you tone down on the volume?"

"NO."

"Right, well, Sumi li-"

Kouji appeared out of nowhere. "My test…where'd I put it?"

"I crumpled it and threw it at you," replied Kouichi with a sigh. I'm never going to be able to tell Izumi. Then again, that might be a good thing. But, that would mean Sumi would resort to her desperate measures…

"YOU MEAN I THREW IT AWAY!" Kouji screamed, running off with wide eyes.

Izumi rolled her eyes and sat down, staring at Kouichi in anticipation. "Well?"

"Well, so, anyway, Sumi…felt guilty, I told you, right?" continued the boy, staring off into space.

She nodded.

"Eventually, she saw him again, and was in his class. Around sixth grade or so. And, after watching him and waiting for a chance to repay him, she realized something…"

"What?"

"Izumi, this is kinda hard for even me to say."

"What are you talking about? Just spit it out!" she snapped.

Kouichi fell silent and closed his eyes, wondering how to phrase what he was going to say without hurting Izumi. "Sumi…"

"Sumi what?"

"Sumi is…she's…"

Clenching her hands, Izumi leaned forward a bit. "Well!"

"Sumi fell in love with Kouji, Izumi. She's in love with him. So you can see why she was so eager to get you and Takuya back together. Personally, I think that would have worked out pretty well. But now that you're going out with Kouji, she doesn't know what to do. And why are you looking like that?"

"I…wh…what do I do?" asked Izumi, her head bowed.

Kouichi shrugged. "In the end, you can only do what you think is right. What do you think is right?"

"I don't know," she returned rudely in an angry voice. "I don't know anything. I'm so stupidly ignorant…I can't…"

"Think of it this way, Izumi. Dating is like math. Not only do you need numbers, but you need to apply them correctly in order to get the right answer."

"Do you relate everything to math?"

"Nope. I just make weird analogies."

Izumi wiped her eyes as the bell rang, then stood up. "A week," she said softly. "I'll see what happens in a week." And then I'll see who it is I really care about…I have to.

It was apparent to Izumi that she would have to be extremely observant that week. Something she had never even considered doing.

So much for a fun week with Kouji.

A/N-

Ah…gods, I make Kouichi have the weirdest analogies. While half RPing my collab fanfic with a friend in an IM conversation, I made Kouji have a strange analogy. He told this girl who had a fiancé that he was merely a 'flower' along her 'path of life.' I swear, I need to come up with better analogies. The sandwich idea came from last year, though…

Anyway, another strange twist. What'll it be? Kouzumi or Takumi? .:grins:. Wait and see, my friends, wait and see.