A/N Well, I must admit, I'm most deeply shocked. More than 10 reviews for the first chapter. That's quite an achievement. I'm so sorry. I actually thought of leaving the fic as it is. But after reading your reviews, I decided to make a whole new 2nd chapter (my original chapter 2 was horrible) just for you guys. Enjoy!

The Other Girl

Taichi is the captain of the soccer team, while Mimi is the captain of the cheerleading squad. She strives to get his attention, but can't seem to do it. It seems as if Taichi's mind is on the other girl...

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, yadda yadda yadda...

Chapter 2 - Finding comfort in a friend

"You're not listening."

I snapped out of my daydream and focused on Koushirou's frowning face. He was not pleased with the shortness of my attention span.

"Something bothering you?"

I shook my head. Sure it was a lie. But how could I tell him about Taichi?

"Okay." He eyed me curiously. "Is it Tai?"

I blushed. Leave it to Koushirou. He always found a way to figure out everything, even my feelings which are pretty much a mystery to me.

He frowned. "You know he's still smitten over Sora."

I glared at him. He didn't have to be so frank. The Yamato-Sora-Taichi triangle was a very sensitive issue. Nobody freely talked about it, save for Koushirou. Besides, he knew how much I liked Taichi. "Of course I know that! Do you think I'm stupid?"

He nodded his head in a very Koushirou-like fashion. "For liking Taichi, yes. Not only is he in love with someone else, he is also dumb, clumsy..."

"And very sweet," I interrupted.

Koushiro grinned. "Yeah, I guess it's because his hair looks like a huge chunk of chocolate."

"That was a lousy joke, Kou. Seriously, leave the comedy to the veterans like Daisuke and Ta..."


I flushed but had enough sense to keep my mouth shut. For some weird reason, Koushirou always seemed to get the better of me. He always knew what I was thinking, what I was about to say, what emotion I felt... everything. Don't get me wrong. I absolutely adore him. Ever since Sora became more of Yamato's girlfriend and less of my best friend, I found friendship in very queer packages. Take Koushirou, for example. Who would have thought that a computer genius and a shopping-addict could actually find lots of things to talk about, or be close friends for that matter? The question still boggled my mind up to now. Not that I mind. I love having someone to listen to my qualms on, much to Koushirou's disdain, Taichi. Which was exactly what was happening now.


I sighed. After yesterday's walk with Taichi, I didn't even want to think of him. Not that I managed to do it, of course. "I don't really want to talk about this..."

"Mimi, don't underestimate my intelligence. I knew that five minutes ago." He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Meanwhile, I braced myself for a speech. "Why don't you just tell him?"

I blinked. That's it? No okay-what-happened-why-don't-you-just-tell-me-about-it-I'm-your-friend-you-can-tell-me-everything lecture?

"Don't give me that shocked look. Just answer the million-dollar question."

"I can't just walk up to him and tell him that!" I blurted out. My eyes were wide as I imagined such a horrifying scene. "He'll get mad and never speak to me again! Even worse, he'll laugh and think I'm nuts! Beside, you can't tell a person you like him if he doesn't like you back..."

Doesn't like you back... My own words hit me like a sledgehammer. He'll never like me. He'll always think of Sora, regardless of the fact that she's Yamato's now. I'm no match for her in his eyes. Never was. Never will be.

"You won't know until you try."

I glared at him. For a genius, he was pretty ignorant. "I can't try because it will be my last chance on Tai. He might hate me forever."

"So you'll never take the chance and spend the rest of your life with what-if's in your head?" His eyes softened at my depressed look. "Mimi, life doesn't give you what you want on silver platter. It does, however, give you a chance to obtain it. You have to take the risk, if that's what you really want. Don't live and regret, Mimi. Don't ever do that."

If only it was that easy. If only he never liked Sora. If only I was sure of a happy ending. But too many questions were spinning in my mind. And the consequences of the act of admitting oneÕs feelings... It was too much of a risk.

I could feel tears forming at the corners or my eyes. I knew I had to go before things got out of hand. Quickly, and quite abruptly, I stood up and grabbed my bag. I heard the loud noise of my chair scraping the rough cafeteria floor.

"I have to go."

Koushirou's face was sympathetic... and something else I couldn't read.

I walked away, my mind concentrating on not crying. It was when I heard Koushirou's soft words...

"There must have been a reason for Tai being turned down by Sora. You know... that reason could be you."

r & r pls.