31[Yey for another fanfic! Sorry everyone for the wait. Please note that this story is about a male/male relationship. I also do not own "Digimon." Enjoy, and please review. I'll update as soon as I can!]
Taichi was having a rotten day. High school wasn't nearly as exciting as he had imagined, in fact, it was downright lousy at times. His current worry was passing Trig. Tai just wasn't a math person. So with great Kamiya logic, Tai went in search of someone who was a math person. His search took him to the school cafeteria where a red-head sat alone at one of the tables, his nose stuck in a book.
"Izzy?" Tai's voice sounded squawky and depressed.
"Tai." Koushirou didn't even look up from his book.
"Izzy…?" Tai waved his hand in front of Koushirou's face.
"Huuuh." Koushirou closed his eyes, put the book down and turned to face his friend. "Yes, Tai, what is it?"
"What are you reading?" Tai replied.
"Don Quixote." Izzy went to pick up his book again.
"Don what?" Tai looked utterly perplexed.
"I'm reading a book, Tai. It's for Honor's English. What do you want?"
"Oh, right. Hey, so I was thinking that you're pretty good at math and stuff, right?" Tai was a master of suspense.
"What of it?" Koushirou looked longingly back at his novel.
"So I was thinking you could, I dunno, like show me how it works sometime. Maybe after school?" Tai looked pleased with himself.
"Oh… you're failing Trig, and Ms. Yamiko wants you to find a tutor." Izzy translated correctly. "Sorry Taichi, not really my thing."
"What? Math is totally your thing." Tai looked shocked.
"Tai… did you forget to turn your brain on again? I meant being a tutor, of course. Seriously, have you ever paid attention to me when I explain things you don't understand?"
"Yup, all the time. I just don't always understand what you're talking about." Tai said proudly.
"My point exactly." Koushirou didn't look impressed.
"Oh, come on. I've gotta pass this test next week or Yamiko's going to have me take remedial Trig over Break. What about soccer practice, Izzy?" Tai obviously had a one-track mind.
"Honestly, I don't see how missing a little soccer practice is going to ruin your game. And remedial Trig might actually be good for you." Koushirou snickered.
"Koushirou…." Tai begged. Uh oh, real name meant Tai was serious.
"Alright, fine. But don't blame me if the knowledge I impart doesn't sink into your thick skull." Izzy waffled.
"You're the man! Woot!" Taichi shamelessly did a silly victory dance.
"I hope I don't regret this." Izzy picked up his book and began losing himself in its pages once more.
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Tai walked home from school that day with a little more spring in his step. His soccer schedule seemingly saved from the ruthless tyranny of Ms. Yamiko. Koushirou would fix everything, just as he had in the past. Koushirou followed a little behind Tai with much less enthusiasm.
"So what chapter is the test on?" Izzy prodded.
"I dunno, something about different triangles." Tai replied. Izzy didn't dignify this with a response. It wasn't a long ways to the Kamiya residence, so they were soon heading up the stairs to the apartment.
"Kari should be home late. The New Gang has a project lined up in the Digital World this afternoon. Mom will be home though." Tai sprinted, taking three stairs at a time.
"I hate you." Izzy said under his breath, taking each stair one at a time.
"What?" Tai called back. "I couldn't hear you."
"I said I don't know why I let you talk me into this." Koushirou responded.
"Oh, it won't be that bad…"
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"So to find the value of the angle it is important to at least know the length of this side here… and then we plug it into…?" Izzy was bent over Tai at the living room coffee table. Their cram session was nearing its end.
"My brain hurts. What kind of triangles do you ever need this crap for anyway?" Tai was at least attempting to be a good student. His notes looked rather like a foreign language however.
"Maybe that's just the problem. You can't think well in the abstract. Lets do this instead: think of a triangle in real life." Izzy's logic could only be flawed by Tai's inevitable stupidity.
"Like a love triangle?" Tai asked in earnest.
"Uh… not what I had in mind. Think more concrete. How about placing you, the soccer ball, and the goal as the three points of the triangle. Now if we calculate…"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You can't add math to soccer, that pulls all the fun out if it." Taichi was reaching his learning limit of the day.
"Fine. But you can't measure a love triangle, Tai. I don't care how you try to graph it." Koushirou started packing up his stuff.
"Why not? Can't you just plug it into some equation and figure out how it works?"
Izzy sighed. "If you ever figure out how to do that, you won't have to worry about this Trig test, I can guarantee that." Koushirou was looking suspiciously at the health drink Tai's mom had left for them.
"What?" Tai looked amazed. Koushirou admitted that not everything could be solved with math or logic?
"What's in this, anyway?" Izzy picked up the drink and inspected it from all angles.
"Come on, haven't you ever tried to solve a love triangle? I thought you could do anything with math!" Taichi responded, only half in jest.
"Yes, actually I have tried." Izzy put the drink down untouched.
"Really?" Tai chuckled at his friend's sincere answer.
"Real life isn't math, Tai." Koushirou got up from the floor and headed for the door. "I'll be back tomorrow. Read through the chapter again and clean the soccer doodles from your notes, you might actually be able to read them afterwards."
"Thanks, Izzy. I owe you one." Taichi waved to his friend as Koushirou headed out the door.
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Kari Kamiya was a kind and rather intelligent girl. She walked into her family's apartment just before sunset, her usual return time after adventuring in the Digital World, Gatomon and Agumon in tow.
"I'm home!" Kari called to her parents. "Oh, and Agumon tagged along home this time, Tai!"
Taichi was lost in his thoughts in the living room, still trying to erase soccer balls from the edges of his Trig notes. "Welcome back, Kari…"
"What ya doin?" Agumon looked over Tai's homework with mild curiosity. Possibly considering if it was edible.
"I was thinking about love triangles." Tai said distractedly.
"What?" Hikari laughed.
"Izzy said he couldn't solve them with math. And here I thought all this learning would be good for me in real life." Tai chuckled back.
"Koushirou was here?" Kari asked, petting Gatomon who curled up on the sofa.
"He agreed to help me pass my Trig test next week. So far, all I've got is a new word to research: SOH-CAH-TOA. I bet it's French."
"Wow. Izzy's got his work cut out for him." Kari picked up Agumon before he nibbled the edges of Tai's Trig notes. "What did you do to make him say yes?"
"What do you mean?" Taichi gave Hikari a puzzled look.
"Well, I bet he's not doing it for nothing, right?"
"He's good at math. Plus, I think he secretly wants brownie points with Ms. Yamiko." Tai gathered up his papers from the table and floor.
"I doubt she's Izzy's type, Tai." Hikari gave Tai a meaning look.
"What do you know? I bet you've never even seen Yamiko." Tai said indignantly.
"I don't have to." And with that, Kari danced into the other room to finish off her own homework and get some much-deserved rest.
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Tai had a restless evening. It was nice to have Agumon home for a few days though. The little orange dinosaur may be shorter on brains than Tai, but he was a great listener.
"What do you think Kari meant earlier about Yamiko not being Izzy's type?" Tai asked as he spread out some bed sheets for his digimon.
"Maybe it's something like Izzy being a Data-type and Yamiko being a Virus-type. Does she have horns? Lots of digimon with horns are Virus-type."
"People aren't like digimon, Agumon. There are just boys and girls. And I meant as a romantic interest, not for fighting." Tai threw a pillow off his bed for Agumon.
"You've tried to explain gender to me before Tai, but I never really understood. Are boys and girls typically good types together?" Agumon fluffed the pillow gently.
"That's just it, there's boys and there's girls. There isn't any more types, so of course they are good together." Tai flipped off the light and snuggled under the covers.
"And Izzy is a boy?" Agumon curled up into his nest on the floor.
"Yes, Izzy is a boy."
"And you are a boy, right?" Agumon yawned.
"Yes, I'm a boy too."
"….snore…"
"Agumon?" So much for being a good listener.
[That's it for chapter one! What do you think? Is Tai too stupid or what? Ah, but you've got to love the brainless pretty jocks, shirtless men calendars wouldn't be the same without them.]
