The Piano Man and The Ballerina Chapter 1: The Engagement Party, a kaze no stigma/風のスティグマ fanfic

Disclaimer: You know damn well I don't own Kaze No Stigma

Summary: Kazuma is a famous pianist, a prodigy per say but when he was young he was brutally forced onto piano lesson day after day by his parents hitting, cursing and in the verge of disowning him if he didn't comply to which caused his depression. Ayano is a famous ballet dancer, she was talented, popular and arrogant but she is full of love. Will Ayano break down Kazuma's barrier of fear? Or will she add to his depression? (My first fanfic)

NOTE; This is my first fanfic, will you please tell me if I'm doing a good job or I'm doing something wrong because I wrote this at 3 in the morning. quick story, I couldn't sleep so I went to the computer and started writing this story, took me 2 days because well I'm new and don't know what to do lol

Song: I suggest you listen to love story by India when Ayano is about to dance in color me beautiful, the song is quite captivating.

Word Bank:

Sauté: Halfway between a step and a leap, taken on the floor (glissé) or with a jump (sauté)

Passé: a movement in ballet in which the working leg passes the supporting leg, sliding close to the knee.

`Lady out `

Chapter 1: The Engagement Party

Kazuma's POV

Buzz

'' Ugh, a another day of torture''

I had nightmares again. Fuck man, when will it end already, I'm tired.

''You're a disgrace Kazuma''

'' I told you we should've disowned him years ago'

''NO MAMA, PLEASE DON'T HIT ME ''

''Start from the top of the key you worthless piece of-''

'' But Mam-

'' I told you A HUNDRED TIMES DON'T CALL THAT-''

'' SORRY SENSEI-(slap)''

Countless nights crying on the porch, so many scars, no time can heal- I mentally slapped myself to come back to reality. I raised my hand to see them shaking uncontrollably…. I can't stand it, I tried so hard to please you, all I ever asked from you was to love me mom … love me … When will I be at peace with myself? I sighed. I got up and went to the bathroom; I looked at the mirror to see myself, pale and dying. Not that it was a surprise though; I took the razor from the shelf… I sighed as I scraped my wrist slowly and painfully. I sucked in the pain because I'm just that... A vessel of pure hatred and sadness. I turn on the shower and let the water wash away my pain.

Ayano's POV

Beep

'' OKAY, OKAY YOU LITTLE PIECE OF- w-whoa whoa there Ayano, it's too early for this babe, let's just bop that little fucker and drink some lemon tea and enjoy a bath, do you like the sound of that huh Ayano? Of course you do you sexy witch '' as I slammed my buzzing alarm.

I mentally smacked myself for talking when no one's here; I quickly got out of bed, put on my nightgown and danced my way to my bathroom. Aww pure bliss, the smell of my rosemary scented wash room, I dipped my toe before I lowered myself onto the bath, and nothing can go absolutely wrong right now … nothi-

(''Really don't care'' by demi Lovato ringtone)

'' Well, I spoke too soon ''

I grumbly grabbed my phone from the counter and answered the caller

'' You better have a damn good reason to call me REN '' I grumbled

'' Well good morning to you too dear sister ''

'' What do you want? '' As I rolled my eyes, eyeing the view upon my window, the dawn slowly blooming to life with pinkish remedy

'' Todays the party'' he assumed

'' For what? ''

'' Don't tell me you forgot-never mind it's a party for Catherine and me, an engagement part- ''

'' I don't like that bitc- ''

'' Well deal with it, she's your sister in law and don't call her that Ayano please, try not to kill each other when you see her ''

'' So what does this have to do with me / she probably doesn't want me ther-''

'' She doesn't but I do, your my sister Ayano, you have to come support me ''

'' Alright, I'm coming, whatever. What do you like about her anyways, Catherine McDonalds that's like the most American name you ca-''

'' Cuz she's Catherine simpl-''

'' I don't care, bye now''

I hanged up, and proceed to come to my bliss state once more, hmm what should I prepare ? it is a celebration for my brother, damn I don't have a gift ..Do you even have to give gifts ? oh I know, I'll just dance, that's what I'm famous for anyway, ahaha if ya don't have a gift, just dance because that's what I'm good for ahaha I should put that on a card. I chuckled crazily, making the water abnormally wavy

'' Ahaha … god I hate Catherine, hope she dies in her tub'' I sighed

Kazuma's POV

I just got out of the shower, wet and drippy. Hmm what song should I play for Ren's engagement party?

Flashback

'' Yoo? Kazuma, would you mind playing for my engagement party today? ''

'' Today? You didn't tell me- ''

'' I did, like a month ago in Europe bro; come on you promised too, we never break the bond of brotherhood man, our bro code ''

'' Alright, alright I got it you little rascal''

'' Aright, I'll see you at the Garden of Eden; you do know where that is right? '' he teased

'' Oh shut up, you know full well I know where it is''

'' Ahaha I remember you falling in the pool because you were too drunk, Baka, anyways just don't look too attractive my soon-to-be-wife will divorce me the moment she sees u''

'' Aha alright bye Ren ''

End of Flashback

I slumped on my couch, organizing everything I need. Ugh people, I have to be around people again, when this void inside of me will be filled. I went to my music room that consist of nothing but my white piano, limited addition by the way, easy to get if you're a known pianist in the music world, I started playing kiss the rain by Yiruma. Everything was tortured when I was little; the keys of my piano comforted me when I'm repeatedly abused in the head. I poured my heart out in every piece I played because only music can understand me, music.

'' Whimper''

I jumped back to reality when I heard a distant growl from my canine. My pit-bull named sport. He was pretty cute when he was small but now a gigantic maniac I have to deal with every day but who cares, his loyal to me and that's what matters. I sighed and went to the kitchen to feed him, I fetch myself some coco-puffs too.

'' Oh, sorry sport forgot to feed you '' I laid his bowl in front of him

I watched as he chomped his food down in a second, hmm the only being there for me is you sport, don't go anywhere and leave me huh sport. I sighed as I patted his head and continued my way to my sofa.

'' I wonder if she's going to be there '' I hoped

I finished my cereal and headed to my room and opened my closet, over the course of years, I bought so many tuxedos for my performances that I forgot what normal clothing looks. I sighed again.

'' Hmm yoo sport should I go for James Bond look? Or should I go for a white tuxedo with a bit of black lapel? Hmm, what do ya think? ''

My pit-bull came barging in and tilted his big head towards the white one

'' White tuxedo with black lapel it is then '' as I patted his head and started to get ready

Ayano's POV

'' Hmmm, what should I wear? I want it simple but I want Catherine to gouged my eyes out for wearing it … great I have nothing to wear'' I rampaged through out my walk-in closet.

I groaned as I started throwing dresses everywhere, pink glittery tube dress? Or this red floor-length dress? Or should I wear this black figure-fitting bombshell one? I silently prayed in my head not to rip my hair out of my head. I looked for my phone in the never ending supply of dresses on the floor and called for the person that knows everything about everything. I dialed her number and waited.

'' Oh hallo, Ayano what do you need today? I see your troubled with dresses again '' I know for a fact she's grinning on the other end of the line

'' And how do you know that Kirika? '' I said amused

'' I hear glitter falling in the phone '' she implied

'' How do you hear glitter fall-'' I asked the smartass

'' Come through my shop, I got something perfect for the engagement party''

'' How do you know –'' I was interrupted with a soft beep

'' Did that lady just hang up on me; ugh I hate it when you do that ''

I hurriedly took off my rosy robe and put on a knee-length black pencil skirt covered with petals of roses, accompanied with a white laced crop top with matching strappy silver heels. I grabbed my car keys and drove to Color Me Beautiful, where Kirika works. I lived in a penthouse in New York, It took years to get it but dancing for events is pretty fun, it had the view of the entire city, pretty much fireworks in my eyes every time. I remembered those happy moments then and now, can't believe I'm a dancer. I arrived and parked my car in my spot, yea ahaha Kirika is a close friend to actually put a spot only for me, that skank, and I smiled. I ignored the howls and whistles from men who clearly doesn't have anything better to do.

I walked towards the entrance and smiled at the police officer. The entrance conceived of a transparent glass with roses covering everything, with crystal chandelier in the middle of the lobby, glittering the whole place and two staircases circling the hall, leading you to the same destination on the second floor, but the thing the captivated me every time I come here is the mirrors everywhere.

Mirrors. They're everywhere, to my side, upwards and back, I love it because it gives me the vibe to dance every time. Ahaha which I'm slowly feeling right now, should I dance? Kirika's going to kill me, eh who cares, yolo, I slowly stop at the center, breathing and calming my body and absorb the energy from every glance, every whisper and every breath that is passing me.

'' What is she doing? ''

'' Why is she in the center? Does she think she's that special? ''

'' She's so pretty, look ''

'' Mommy ,mommy what is that lady doing? ''

'' Here, we go again, I never get tired of seeing that miss dance '' I heard the police officer as he sighed. I smiled mentally

(I suggest you to listen to India song's love story)

I rotated my head and listen to the words she sang, the emotion, the beat and the vibe the song was giving me. I imitated the wind with my eyes close, I trusted my instincts upon everything, I remembered every curve, every edge everybody in the room. I fall to the ground with a thud imitating the fall of a lover who was told of her husband's death. I reached the sky in a sauté as if the world was pulling me from my depression, then I leaped to my right close the stairs landed on a passé twirled and twirled like the world is molding me to a statue that can and no longer feel love again till I felt the metal on my back and gently leaned back and let the metal rails catch me. as a I the statue is about to crumble. I opened my eyes to the crowd watching my every step. I realized that a man was holding my waist which I thought was the railing... Of the stairs… aww crap. I looked at the floor, embarrassed as hell.

'' Oh my, I'm so sorry I thought you were the metal railing, I don't mean your hand was metal I meant that- I thought that umm…- I'm sorry '' I spurted word after word, bowing again and again

I raised my head to see a pair of sunset colored eyes that showed a twinge of sadness looking at my eyes as if he can see through me.

'' It's alright, you were pretty absorb in the music there '' he chuckled as he let go of me

'' Yea, ahaha'' a person can get absorb in your eyes too, I thought as I blushed

'' AYANO, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU IF YOU-'' Kirika yelling from up top but I ignored her, his eyes are slowly taking me in

''Hush, Kirika'' I thought absent-mindedly as I stare at his crimson eyes

'' What a pair of lovely eyes you have stranger '' I grinned, not knowing what I said

'' As do you too, milady '' he smiled, bowed and slowly walked towards the exit, leaving me amused.

''I can't believe I just said that '' mentally speaking to myself

Hmm, he sure is handsome but can't dwell on a stranger I won't see again. I don't think much of men, I see them as pawns in my game of life, I see them as partners helping me leap to places I can't reach when I'm dancing, nothing more than that but he was special, he lacked something, I don't but I guess I'll never know. I walked towards the staircase with people clapping, smiling and told me how good I was, I smiled of course and said thank you. I flicked my hair to the side and covered my ears to what Kirika is about to scream at me.

Note: Finally, you know it took me 2 days to finish this, it was like 3 am in the morning and I was so bored that I couldn't sleep, so I decided on making a fanfic in the brink of dawn lol. Should I keep writing it? Please tell me so I don't waste my time if ya'll not going to read it lol

Suggestions: If I'm ever to fast on telling the story feel free to tell me because if I was reading a fanfic and the whole plot was too fast to even understand id be pretty pissed off. Also, tell me if you want me to write any given topic and I'll try my best to stick to it.