So hello there my little kittens~

Recently, I decided to re-read my story and it's ehem….oMFG-

So I decided that I was going to re-type a few of these chapters due to my horrendous details + grammar.

Then again, you should cut me some slack back then-

I was in eighth grade; now I'm going into tenth so my writing style hopefully progressed throughout these past two years.

Anywho there will still be grammatical errors 'cause… I CAN'T SPELL Srry not Srry…

Disclaimer: I do not own KAZE NO STIGMA

And here goes nothing OcO

Ayano's POV:

I headed down the never forgotten path that I had once traveled on three years ago when I was presumed as banished. That cruel day began with my defeat for the legendary sword Enraiha, by my ex-cousin; Kazuma Kannagi, also known as the next heir of the Kannagi Clan. Walking towards the main household, I averted my gaze around my following surroundings. And although the remembrance of that day left a sour taste in the back of my throat, I still couldn't help to be surprised by the massive changes that were made those previous years. Even the aura had changed, but not in a good way. Instead it held a more daunting feeling. As if...the Kannagi's had lost all of their hope.

A sigh escaped my lips as I reached the 'billiards;' or as father called it, his main headquarters. Sliding the thin traditional Japanese door open, my gaze immediately turned to a man sipping a cup of tea. 'Jugo,' I thought to myself before averting my gaze towards the boy sat in front before him. Annoyance exuding off of the older teen. A slurping noise violated my ears as I glanced back at the older male. Watching as he set the cup in his lap. An empty gaze surging towards my own, "Ayano it's been quite a long time now hasn't it?"

Rolling my vermilion orbs a snarled voice escaped my lips, "Yeah it has hasn't it? Then again I wonder why that is? Oh yeah, someone kicked me out." A 'tch' sound escaped through the boys chest, causing me to turn back to him. A vicious glare piercing into his, only for him to return it in a mere second. Similar crimson orbs narrowed slightly as a few of his midnight chocolate locks freely flowed in front of them. A flawless pale face, framed by the tousled locks, and lips the shade of a baby peach. 'Kazuma,' "Ayano, this is your cousin Kazuma. Also known as the next heir of the family." Kazuma himself snorted in a tone of mockery, turning his gaze towards some random object on the shelf behind Jugo. I placed my small ivory hand upon my forehead, moaning in disappointment as I stared at Jugo through the corner of my eye. "Congrats on telling me something that I already know. One point Jugo, zero for Ayano," I replied acrimoniously.

Kazuma became irritable yet again, but this time he stands. Only to walk right past me, exiting the damned room. Catching one last glance, I slammed the door behind me. Trudging afterwards to where he 'previously' sat before my father. A pregnant pause filled the air, only for a few noises to come from the tea he was sipping on. I gulped but the dryness cut me half off, allowing an awkward cough to vibrate through me chest. 'Great Ayano, why not make it seem as if you're pronouncing your undying love to Kazuma which is...eww'

"Ayano, as you may know this family is mainly about power and-" before Jugo could continue, I quickly cut him off, "Any you need to make sure that little 'ol Kazuma doesn't get 'taken' by some other fire clan. Do you honestly think that I'm so stupid that I can't even read a simple letter that you sent me before this 'visit'?" I asked in a monotonic manner. Raising a single eyebrow; waiting patiently for an answer.

"That's why I need your help. Kazuma; who is a fu-jutsu user, is a very valuable pawn in this clans stance. And to keep our stronghold maintained, we can't afford to lose such a valuable piece," He states in a more serious manner. 'Ah, so he thinks that people are just like pieces to a game board that he can control hn?'

With my eyes closed, I gave a silent nod. Agreeing to his little proposition. After an excruciating ten minutes, he finally finishes with the said mission. Allowing me to finally stand on my numbed legs. Bowing in the most dramatic way possible, I bid farewell. Leaving the room now vacant outside of a useless father that it. As I practically skipped down the side of the house. I came to a halt; which was meant for me to stretch, but instead ended up with me glancing over at the small koi-pond. A few cherry blossom trees stood tall on the secluded island, dropping petals which frolicked in the delicate wind. Swaying almost motionlessly to the surface of the water. Finding myself now on the wooden bridge, I rested both of my arms on the wooden pole. Leaning forwards just admiring the breathtaking scene in front of me. Involuntarily, my fingers ended up in my thick scarlet locks. Braiding the few strands that I had in my grasp. With a small exhale, I turned my attention towards the brilliant aura that beamed not too far from my left. Only to find myself staring into pools of crimson. 'Kazuma.'

Kazuma's POV:

'It's been quite some time since the last time I saw Ayano. Or should I say little miss princess?' I mused to myself as I glanced over at her. Only to find out that she didn't notice me. 'Gotta admit, she has grown quite a bit,' I thought to myself as a smirk twisted upon my lips. Almost seconds later her head turn towards me. Vermilion orbs staring into my own. "Kazuma? What are you doing here?" She asked in a concern tone although her facial expressions said otherwise.

"Nothing really, just walking around," I said with a hint of amusement as my smirk widened. Her eyebrows knitted slightly before huffing, turning her gaze back to the pond.

Ayano's POV:

I looked over at Kazuma for a few seconds before turning my gaze back to the pond. Besides, it was more interesting.A fake smile graced my lips for a mere second before falling back into a more microscopic-type expression. Standing at full height, I walked towards Kazuma; ehem prince, muttering, "It was nice to see you, but don't get your hopes up. I wont be vanishing anytime soon." His eyes narrowed slightly in confusion as I stride past him. Waving my hand lazily in the air, not daring to look back. The smile now slowly fading into nothing, returning my features back to it's once stoic expression.

'The less you know prince, the better you're off'

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THAT IS A WHOLE LOT BETTER THAN THE SHIZZ I USE TO WRITE-

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