Authors Note: First I Do not own Air gear it belongs to the writers, illustrators producers etc. This is purely fan made and I do not profit from it.

Dedicated to my big brother Meadow, Thank you for being a good brother and encouraging me to write and follow my dreams. Also to Vanessa who has brought life back into your eyes.

Now enough of the sentimental crap. Onward!

Ps: Song for this chapter is Alicia Keys , Girl on fire.

Sorry this is short, next chapter will be longer. I just didn't know how to begin. I'm sorry if it sucked, It gets better I promise. Just figuring out how to start it was hard.

Scarlet was sat at her kitchen table near the window of her apartment, staring up at the sky, which was becoming orange and pink as the sun started to set. Her red eyes half lidded with boredom. Her flaming red hair was tied into a messy bun, today she wore a loose tank and short shorts. The sweltering sun did nothing to improve her already irritable mood.

It had been two months since she had moved from Maine to Japan. Two long months of struggling to get to know an entirely new culture and language, getting settled in a tiny apartment, and starting school; which she hated more than anything.

For wanting to start her life over, she certainly chose the most stressful way to do it, or that's what she thought until one month ago when she first met Spitfire. Her life certainly was on the way of becoming a hell of a lot more interesting. Well it would if she could just get the courage to talk to him.

She twirled the pencil in her hand as she stared up at the sky. She moved one leg up onto the chair, resting her head against her knee. Her other leg kicked back and forth. Has it really been just a month ? She thought to herself, starting to remember the first time she met Spitfire

"Damn it! Why did I have to come this way.." She thought bitterly, running from a group of a nearby gang, she had unknowingly crossed into their territory in an attempt to find a shortcut home. She didn't want to think of what they'd do to her if they caught up.

"Hey bitch! Get back here!" One of the thugs shouted from behind her. He was bald and rather tall with a purple skull tattoo on his forehead. He kind of looked like one of those bowling balls.

"Not in a million years!" She shouted back, kicking a trashcan behind her in an attempt to slow them down, this she found didn't work. Instead of slowing them down she stopped in surprise as the skates they were wearing excelled and they jumped into the sky and then down in front of her. She had never seen blades like the ones they were using.

"Your coming with us!" The leader said, making a move towards her.

"Oh great" She thought. "What were those defense lessons again? Ugh the classes never covered this.."

"Don't you fucking shit-heads know its not nice to pick on a bitch?"

"Huh?" Scarlet looked up surprised. On the building roof just above them was a boy with dark blue hair, a cat like right eye and a patch over the left. He wore a uniform with an emblem she wasn't familiar with. He sent a shiver down her spine when their eyes locked he smirked.

"Little girls like you should learn to stay inside. Cats bite bitch." Before Scarlet could open her mouth to argue with him he had wrapped hooks around one of the riders and slammed him against the other, the hooks on the end of the strings on his legs cutting up into them as he went from one to the other faster than she could blink.

With a groan the riders fell unconscious and the male turned toward her. "You should run home, the night isn't safe for mice." He took off into the sky.

Scarlet's eyes darkened. He had some nerve. Her mind made up she started to run after him. Stepping on the leaders stomach as she made her way over them.

Why she followed him she couldn't help but feel envious as he traveled over the rooftops seeming like he hadn't had a care of the world. Why she was stuck on the ground scurrying after him like a mouse, she'd kill him for that. She ran after him for twenty minutes before he finally landed in a square with a fountain in the center, where there were hundreds of riders like the ones chasing her.

She gulped and followed him into the square, avoiding eye contact she kept her head down as she maneuvered the riders, her scarlet red eyes open for just one. She found her target with a group nearest to the fountain all wearing the same uniform as he was, they must be a team. Taking a deep breath she marched right over to them.

"Hey! Ass-hole!"

The male with the eye patch turned to stare at her, smirking he tilted his head. "Well if it isn't the stupid mouse."

Scarlet's eyes narrowed and became a darker shade of red with anger, She marched right up to him, and before he could react, slapped him hard across the cheek, causing everyone near them to gasp and take several steps back.

"I'm not a mouse. You assume to much. I'm grateful that you helped out back there but, that does not mean that I'm weak or ti-" she got cut off as he took hold of her tongue, faster than she could register it.

"You talk to much."

"Agito, let her go." A cool voice with a cockney accent spoke up. Scarlet turned to see who was speaking when the male she supposed name was Agito let go of her tongue.

The guy speaking was tall and had red hair like hers and even eerily similar eyes. She had never seen anyone with red eyes other than herself before, it was a rare color, caused by blood bleeding into the iris.

"Fine, the bitch isn't worth my fucking time anyway." He cursed and went back to his group of friends.

"Are you alright?" He asked, making his way over to her. He had a very calming demeanor and caused her own body to relax a bit, sensing he wasn't a threat.

"I-I'm fine.."

"My name is Spitfire. You've got guts to provoke the Fang King."

"Spitfire…nice name. I just don't take well to being called a mouse. Since you gave me your name, its only polite I give you mine… My name is Scarlet. Scarlet Moonflower.

Spitfire took her hand and kissed the top part of it. "Pleasure to meet you Ms. Moonflower"

She felt her cheeks flame up in a deep blush. She shook her. "no.. pleasures mine. So tell me…what is it you all are riding on anyway? I've never seen blades like these…

That was just the first of many meetings between her and Spitfire. He was supposed to be coming over that evening, but she didn't know why, the last time they had one of their "meetings" (If you call randomly bumping into each other quite a lot meetings.) He had asked to see her at her place around sunset. How he knew where she lived was beyond her, and what he wanted was even more of a mystery.

She stared down at her homework now, deciding she couldn't concentrate she went to put her books away when there was a knock against the class of her apartment window.

Gasping she saw spitfire crouched on the railing of the fire escape waiting to be let in. she unlatched the door to let him in, the first words out of his mouth weren't of explanation however.

"You can't stay here your in danger" He looked over his shoulder before looking back at her. "Gather just the basics."

She wasn't wrong about her life becoming drastically more interesting.