Summary: This fic takes place in New York City. Taichi moves there to pay debts for a private detective agency owned by his old college buddy Jimmy Frings, who because of the debts that he couldn't handle, split town and Taichi had to bear with the trouble. After spending time there, he found that it wasn't so bad. So he works now in the Frings Detective Agency, and hangs out in Kelsey's Café with his friends:
The owner Kelsey a fat bald chef, Tony a dude who's got a big afro and a big sense of humor, Bonzo a blond guy with a mustache and a beard, and Scooter the maniac cab driver who's 20 years old and drives real fast.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or anything related to it or anything in this fic.
Italic means Tai's thoughts.
On with the show
City Blues
Chapter 1: Finally a new case!
Scene: a rooftop of a New York building and four figures were sitting there admiring the infamous skyscrapers of the city in a lovely November evening…
Kelsey: Can you hear it Tai?
Tai: Hear what Kelsey?
Kelsey: That means that you didn't hear it.
Tony: It's funny that you didn't. With large hair like that, you should have big ears, too!
Bonzo: "Laughs".
Tai: I heard that!
Kelsey: Come on try to focus.
Tai: Focus on what?
Kelsey: The same daily symphony, a mix of car horns and motorcycle brakes, and in the middle of all of that there's a baby crying with the sound of a sad song coming from the radio, and the mother calms it and sings a lullaby, some where else you hear shooting and screaming like there filming a new movie, there is everybody laughing and chattering at the start of a night of fun.
Tai Looks at him: Yeah the ghetto does sound nice this time of the year.
Kelsey: Now, what did you hear?
Tai: Okay, Normal stuff nothing special. So what was I supposed to hear?
Kelsey: In a night like this all the sounds mix with each other, but there's only one special thing and that's… the City Blues.
Tai's face looks like he's seen a ghost.
Kelsey: I guess you didn't spend enough time to get used to hear it.
Tai: I gotta go now; tomorrow's Monday the start of the work week.
Bonzo: OH NO! I HATE WORK!
He falls dramatically faking passing out and Tony picks him up.
Tony: Why did you mention the W word, Tai?
Kelsey: Shut up; let me listen to the blues.
Scene: Frings Detective Agency. 9:35 a.m.
A limo pulls up to a building and a bodyguard opens the car's door.
Bodyguard: Do you want me to escort you Ms. Priestley?
A beautiful young woman emerges from the limo.
Alexandra: No thank you, it's a personal matter.
A bald old man is at the building's door.
Landlord: You're looking for me aren't you?
Scene: Frings Detective Agency, Tai's Office.
Tai (acting): Take a seat miss, and tell me everything from the start.
When no one sees me, I prefer to play a detective from the movies.
Tai laughs at himself.
He looks at a picture of him and Jimmy wearing detective clothes.
I was used to seeing these movies when I was in college with Jimmy.
Things aren't getting any worse! Because of all this work, I finished paying all the debt on this place and rearranged it.
I hope everything goes smooth for the agency and more clients show up.
He puts his feet on the desk.
Tai: Now I do look like a detective.
He falls from his chair screaming, and then gets up slowly.
Alexandra: Act normally.
Tai:What the?
He see Alexandra sitting infornt of his desk.
Alexandra: I'll tell you everything from the start.
Tai (shocked): Hey! Who are you? Andwho the hell let you in here?
He looked very embarrassed.
Alexandra: My name is Alexandra Priestley and nobody let me in.
Tai: Oh, I forgot that my secretary is on holiday.
I guess my falling off the chair scrambled up my memory.
Alexandra: Rumors say that you're very good at finding missing people Mr. Kamyia.
Tai: I'm just doing my job Ms. Priestley.
She takes out a photograph.
Alexandra: I want you to find this person.
She shows it to him.
Alexandra: His name is Wallace, he disappeared with a briefcase that holds $5,000,000 in cash and bonds.
Tai: Does this briefcase belong to you?
Alexandra: Yes, but not what's inside it. This money is supposed to be in a vault in my fathers company "Priestley & Hickery Brokers Company". Wallace used to get loans, which caused him to have a lot of financial problems. You can say he couldn't pick friends but he's a good person.
Tai: But the firm that he works for has a convincing reason to be pissed at him.
Alexandra: Yes, him and me, I knew Wallace since we were kids, and I did everything to get him employed in the firm. He said that he changed and he was sincere about it, so I gave him another chance so we could start a new life.
Tai: Of course with five million dollars. "Long Pause" So what do the cops think?
Alexandra: Nothing; my father and his partner preferred not to tell the police to avoid a scandal. News like this would make us lose a lot of clients because of their distrust.
Tai: Understood.
Alexandra: I want to find him and convince him to return the cash, will you help me do that?
Tai: That is my job.
The only thing that I can do anyway.
Tai: By the way my fee is one hundred dollars per hour plus…
Alexandra: Here's five thousand dollars in advance, you'll get a handsome reward if you find Wallace fast.
Even though I don't like to be interrupted but hers was delicious…
Scene: Grand Central Station. 4:45 a.m.
A lot of people are going in and out of the city. We see a large man with red hair. He looks like he came from a farm or something. Clutching to his briefcase.
Scene: Outside Kelsey's Café.
Tai is waiting right across the street from the café.
Scooter told me that he would show up at six and now it's almost seven.
: There he is!
Tai turns to the source of the voice, two big thugs wearing dark shades and formal wear are looming above him.
Thug1: He matches the description.
Tai: Are you talking about me?
Thug1 Sarcastically: No I'm talking about the lamp post!
Thug2: "Laughs"
He thought he had a sense of humor…
Thug2: The boss wants to see you.
Tai: I wish I had a picture of me to give it to him, but I don't have any right now.
Talk about ironic.
Thug1: You better choose. You wanna come with us walking on your feet or crawling on your hands.
Tai: I'll think about it and reply soon.
And battle begins.
Thug2: Okay you asked for it.
Thug1: You're responsible for what's gonna happen to you.
Who's gonna win?
To Be Continued….
Nay: Ooh, cliffhanger! I promise the next chapter will be more exciting and less vague. Please read my story and please review! I promise it's good!