Pure Essence: Hey guys! I know I take a long time to update and I apologize. I've finally found time to write since school is almost over! YAY! Hopefully, I'll be able to update quicker before something else gets in my way of updating. D

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon.

Kouji's Apartment
9:45 A.M.
The smell of delicious breakfast filled the apartment as Izumi came out of the bathroom. The clothing Kouji had given her to change into fit her very well. The yellow t-shirt was snuggly wrapped around her body and the dark jacket kept her warm. The dark blue pants were a little loose and slid down to her hips showing a little bit of her stomache.

Izumi entered the kitchen just as Kouji finished setting up the table. She gaped at the table in disbelief. Chairs were aligned neatly around the table; two plates of hot delicious breakfast along with 2 cups of coffee were already waiting for them. Kouji sat on one side of the table waiting for her to sit as well.

The sunlight that filtered into the room gave the room a very luxurious look. Just by staring at the scene before her made her stomache growl in anticipation.

"Hurry and Sit" Kouji said as he patted the seat next to him. Izumi gave a little nod to show that she heard but was still a little dazed at the scene before her. Finally settling down, she looked to see what breakfast he made. On the plate were scrambled eggs with sweet smelling pancakes. Between them was a beaker of syrup and a plate with a butter roll.

"Wow..." she breathed.

Kouji glanced at her awed expression and couldn't help but smile a little.

"Do you not like western styled breakfast?" he questioned.

"No. Its not that." She said as she poured syrup on her pancake and watched it fall down like a waterfall. "I was just surprised you knew how to cook."

Kouji raised a questioning eyebrow. "You thought I couldn't cook?"

"It wasn't that I thought you couldn't cook. I just didn't think you could cook this well." She giggled. "Most men leave the cooking part to the women."

"That's true." He agreed.

"You would make a good husband." She teased. "I'm sure your wife would be so glad that she married you."

Kouji chuckled. "Maybe."

Izumi stuffed a piece of pancake in her mouth and savored the deliciously sweet flavor.

"Not 'maybe'" Izumi said. "She will definitely love your cooking."

"Thanks for the compliment." He gave her an appreciative look. "So far, you're the first girl I've cooked for."

Izumi gave him an incredulous look. 'Is he serious?'

Seeing her expression, he knew exactly what she was thinking. "Yes I'm serious," he said. "I don't have girl siblings and I've lived by myself for a pretty long time. I have to know how to cook to survive you know."

Izumi gave him an understanding nod and stuffed another piece of pancake into her mouth. Kouji watched her as she happily took a sip from her coffee.

'I wish she could stay like this forever' he thought. He turned his attention back to his breakfast and asked another question.

"Do you know how to cook?" Kouji asked.

"I do. But, it cant even compare to yours." She replied. "You definitely would think my cooking is terrible."

"No I wont." He said as he took a sip of coffee.

"Yes you will." She said.

"Well, I guess I will never know how bad it could be unless you show me"

"Maybe I'll show you next time." She giggled. "But be ready for my awful cooking."

Kouji nodded. "I'm looking forward to it."

When breakfast was done, Izumi helped with the dishes. Together, they completed the task quickly. When everything that needed to be done was done, they sat together in the dining room table.

"You didn't have to help me with the dishes." Kouji told her.

"I didn't have to but I wanted to" she replied. "I wanted to do something since you've done so much for me already. Besides, it was fun doing the dishes with you." She gave Kouji a warm smile.

Kouji grinned. "Was it? Most girls finds the dishes boring to do"

Izumi gave a tiny laugh. "I guess I'm not a girl then."

"Nope. You're not a girl." he said and leaned toward her face. Izumi froze at their sudden closeness. She could feel his warm breath on her face. Her heart began to beat wildly and she could feel her face beginning to heat up. "You're a special type of girl," he whispered before pulling away.

Izumi laughed nervously. "I guess I am."

For a second, she thought he was going to kiss her and she was a little disappointed that, that wasn't his motive.

"You don't have work today?" she asked.

"No. I'm off on Saturdays."

"Oh."

"Is there somewhere you want to go?" he asked. Since there wasn't much to do at his apartment, he might as well bring her to somewhere she wants to go.

"Actually…" she hesitated. "I do."

Kouji gave her a curious glance. "Where to?"

"I…" she drifted off. Her eyes were no longer bright with happiness; it suddenly got duller and a lot sadder looking. "I want to go see Takuya."

Kouji frowned. A deep feeling of jealousy moved in him. "Oh."

"You don't have to go with me" she told him. "I'll be fine by myself."

"I wouldn't bet on it." He said. "If you're really going, I'll go with you."

Izumi gave him a thankful look. "Thank you Kouji."

Kouji merely nodded. The way he felt inside right now couldn't possibly be put into words. Even if he did manage to put it into words, his mixed emotions were a mixture of Sadness, rejection, defeat, disappointment, hurt, and other words he couldn't even possibly describe.

He sat stiffly while he watched her get up and prepare herself.

'I wish she was this anxious to see me.' He thought to himself.

"Kouji. Are you ready to go?" Izumi called to him. She was already by the door all ready to go.

"Ah." He replied and got up. He grabbed his jacket with train money and opened the door for Izumi and himself before shutting it with a small click.

Takuya Residence
11:50 A.M.
'I'm finally done!' Takuya thought as slumped onto his bed. His body was aching painfully as he stretched. Letting out a deep breath, he pushed himself up and took a look around his room. Everything was almost perfect.

His desk was no longer messy and his pencils were neatly returned to the pencil holder. His books were alphabetized and were neatly placed in order on his bookshelf. Just as he got off his bed, his door unlocked and his mother came in. 'Good timing" he thought.

"Mom. I finished." He told her. His mother looked around the room to find that it was indeed neat and orderly.

"That's good." She told him. "There is a girl outside who's looking for you."

Takuya immediately became alert. 'A girl?' he thought. 'Could it be Izumi?' Full of hope, he pushed his way through his mother and he quickly apologized when she heard him scold about being in such a hurry. He ran toward his front door and opened it.

"Izumi?" he called.

"Whose Izumi?" the girl asked. Takuya's spirits fell. It wasn't Izumi. He really had hoped that it was her.

"Akina?" he asked in disbelief. 'How did she manage to get my address?'

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh. Well you see." She fidgeted under his gaze. "I just passed by and I thought I'd say hi."

"I see." He said. He wondered what to say next. He stared at her as she continued to fidget nervously. A light pink could be seen against her pale skin. The blush, he found it to be very cute. He knew it wasn't right to feel this way. But, his relationship with Izumi now was in danger and he was beginning to doubt his feelings for Izumi. He shook the thought out of his head.

'I shouldn't be thinking like that' he scolded himself.

"By the way," Akina started. "Who's Izumi?"

Takuya was startled by the question. "A friend" he told her.

Somehow, he couldn't bring out the word girlfriend. He wasn't even sure if he and Izumi were even together at the moment.

"I see." She said. "You seem anxious to see her."

"I am. She said that she'd be over at my house around this time for a project " he lied.

"Is that all?" she seems to have become less suspicious when he said that.

He hesitated for a moment. "Yea. That's all." He lied again.

"Well. I should get going now." She told him.

"Yea." He replied.

She stole a glance at him. Quickly, she pulled him into an embrace. She hugged him tight.

"W-What are you doing?" he was nearly panicking.

"Hugging you silly." She giggled.

Takuya's blushed. He wanted to push her away but realized he couldn't. The warmth she provided was too hard to reject.

"W-Why?" he asked.

"What do you mean why?" she frowned. "This is what couples do."

He blanked out. 'Couples?' he thought. He scanned his memory quickly and remembered that he DID in fact asked her out. He sighed. What did he get himself into now?

"Couples" she whispered as she stood on her tiptoes. "Also kiss."

"K-Kiss?" he stuttered. He wasn't ready for a kiss. He hadn't even kissed Izumi yet!

"Yup. Couples kiss" she restated her sentence. Her face leaned closer to his and their lips touched.

Electricity ran down his spine as she took his first kiss. Savoring the moment, she leaned closer and wrapped her hands around his neck for a deeper kiss.

At that moment, he gave in. He leaned forward and wrapped his aching arms around her and pulled her in for a deeper embrace. They were both too engrossed in their activity to notice their surroundings.

Izumi and Kouji finally got out of the train after a long ride. They didn't know that it would take this long to reach where she lived. They made their way out of Shibuya station and began walking in the direction of Takuya's house.

'He better give me a good explanation!' she thought as she felt herself boiling up.

Kouji walked silently beside her. Occasionally, he stole glances at her but he couldn't read what was going through her mind. He sighed. He hoped Takuya has a good explanation for what he did.

Finally reaching Takuya's house, Izumi froze. Kouji who was in the middle of his thoughts, bumped into Izumi.

"What's wrong?" he asked when he realized she has stopped.

Izumi pointed a shaky finger ahead of her. Kouji looked in the direction she was pointing and his mouth fell open.

Ahead was Takuya and another girl whom he doesn't know, were engaged in a passionate kissing and hugging session. Kouji gave Izumi a worried glance.

Tears had already started flowing from Izumi's eyes as she witnesses the scene, which Takuya seems to be enjoying so much.

With angry fury, she stomped towards him. She ripped the girl out of his grasp and without a second thought, she slapped him HARD across the cheek.

"We're OVER!" she yelled. Takuya looked dazed and surprised at the same time.

Regaining his composure, he called out Izumi's name. But, Izumi merely yelled out an "I don't want to hear it!" and with that, she turned and ran.

Pure Essence: Phew! I hope this chapter makes up for the months I didn't update.
Please review. I've spent a lot of time on this chapter and I wonder what you guys think of it. Thanks for your support!