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Chapter 2

"In order to learn from your mistakes, sometimes you have to revisit the past."

June 18th 2007

It was a quiet Monday...

APOV- Ayano Point Of View

Ayano was quietly walking to her door when she just so happened to glance across the farm. Her heart sped up a little at the guy who every girl in town fawned over. His name was Kazuma and he was some what of her best friend. Ayano rolled her eyes and wiped the sweat beads that formed on her forehead from the heat.

It was nearly sunset but she could still feel the warmth of the day in the air around her. It was mid-June and she had just finished her junior year in high school. Soon Ayano would be a high school senior. She sighed out of frustration.

"Is it like this for every future graduate? Always worrying about a future that you haven't figured out yet?" She thought in her mind still glancing at the guy whom she couldn't stand but still thought he was cute.

Ayano wouldn't have ever admitted it to herself much less to anyone else. She knew Kazuma since they were kids and Ayano had the fortunate chance of seeing him grow into the teenager he is now. But living a few feet away from him wasn't always the best thing. They were best friends in their youth, but as usual the guy becomes a jock and the girl faded into the background like the ending of a beautiful melody. Besides Ayano couldn't deal with the issues that Kazuma's new found popularity had brought him. If she had to witness another pathetic attempt to earn his love she would crack under pressure. "The drama of Kazuma" she concluded.

Unbeknownst to her, Kazuma had caught her looking at him and he took the opportunity to mess with her.

" Aye, Red?'' Kazuma called Ayano using the nickname he gave her. Ayano blushed at the name and instantly was filled with dred. Kazuma gave her that nickname after she ate a whole tray of Strawberries when she was 4, but instantly got sick because she didn't know that she was allergic. Ayano avoided the tasty but red fruit ever since that loathsome day.

But Kazuma decided to use it to his advantage whenever he wanted to mess with her much to Ayano annoyance.

" What do you want fuzzball?" Ayano glared at him while she took short but confident strides up to the fence. She was attempting to not care about the fact that there was a hickey on the side of his neck. Ayano was determined to not let her growing affections for the town's charmer get to her. She knew all about his antics. The hickey stood out against his pale light skin that shined brightly even in the dimming sunlight.

Kazuma laughed at his nickname and leaned against the railing of his fence. Ayano caught him staring at her bare legs and looked the other way hiding the blush that rose on her cheeks.

"Feelings are overrated" Ayano whispered to herself in a hush tone. Its best not to awaken love before its time. She also reminded herself from the bible lesson she had studied eariler that day. Did she forget to mention that Kazuma was also a PK aka Preachers kid?

" What if I wanted you?'' Kazuma whispered in her ear as she leaned her back against the fence to hide her growing emotions for the guy next door.

Ayano turned around and boldly looked at him in the face. " Yeah right! you want me just as much as you wanted last night's lasagna. I know you like the back of my hand Kaz.."

He smirked and climbed over to her side of the fence, shocking her, because of his close proximity.

Kazuma's eyes softened and pulled her face towards his. Ayano stared into his amber irises reminiscent of melted gold and she hated the fact that her insides swooned. The air around them was sweet and romantic. You could literally smell the pink tulips that was growing in her mother's garden.

They reminded Ayano of the taste of her favorite fruit that she was ironically allergic to.

" And I know you Ano. I know you like the back of my hand as well." Kazuma spoke in a hushed monotone. His eyes were glazed over in an emotion that Ayano couldn't quite understand. She wasn't sure if it was love or lust. "Perhaps it was both" she humorlessly thought in her mind.

But she wasn't about to let him win no matter how badly she wanted him to kiss her.

" Oh yeah? what do you think you know Fuzzball?" Ayano retorted exerting her dominance.

Kazuma chuckled and pulled her close to him with their bodies 1 inch away from each other. Ayano's heart was pounding and she regretted the fact that he could stop her ability to inhale. Kazuma leaned in close to her lips. He was toying with her emotions. If it was one thing that Kazuma could do it was play with a females emotions. It was like he had an inside scoop that no one else knew about.

" I know that you have feelings for me." Kazuma spoke again in a hushed tone sending shivers down Ayano's spine.

She blinked twice out of shock and partial denial. How could he read her like a book when so many others had to guess what she was feeling? Ayano wasn't the type to voice her opinion much less her feelings directly. Now, if you made her angry, that was a different story. People usually avoided making her angry. Ayano's anger is a fierce as the wildfires of California. One spark was all it took for her to go off the edge. It was her greatest weakness. Ayano thought to herself.

She shoved him away from her with a playful yet strong push. Ayano smirked gracing her delicate hands on her hips. " If I had feelings for you that would imply that I actually care." She spoke in a semi sarcastic tone. What most people didn't know is that sarcastic humor was Ayano's defense mechanism. Only her closest friends and relatives could see past it to know what she was really trying to say. It was always the opposite.

Direct confrontation filled her heart with dred.

KPOV

Kazuma laughed and grabbed her hand squeezing it in the process. He knew exactly what she meant even if she was in denial.

" Ano, don't get sarcastic with me. I've known you since that pretty butt of yours was in diapers." He spoke putting his arm around her neck partially avoiding the fact that his own heart skipped a beat. Ayano was always the one who made him rethink this whole player persona. His uncle would always berate him for trying to get with every single girl in his congregation.

Not that it mattered to Kazuma. Let's just say he wasn't entirely ready to give his whole life to the big guy upstairs.

Ayano stiffened and avoided his eyes. " Geez must his gaze always make me hyper aware of every flaw that I have?" he heard her whisper to herself and he smiled.

" I don't see a flaw.." He thought in his mind still looking at the pretty redhead.

Kazuma lovingly pulled her face back towards him so that he could see her face. Here was his semi best friend who he's known his entire life, but today it felt like he was seeing her for the first time. Her bright amber eyes shined brilliantly with innocence. Her bright pink hair cascaded down her back in small ringlets of curls that showed off more of her fury than her actual public persona. He also noticed the small freckles that gently graced her nose and his heart started hammering in his chest. The girl was absolutely breathtaking.

" I think I forgot how to breathe.." Kazuma thought in his mind trying to remember how to inhale.

Ayano challenged him and plucked his ear out of frustration. Kazuma's eyes lowered in anger but also another emotion that he rather not mention. " Stop looking at my butt you perve!" Ayano spoke in annoyance. She hated the fact that he treated women like they were objects.

Kazuma plucked her ear back earning him the deadliest glare he had ever seen Ayano give and it filled him with excitement. He loved seeing her angry.

" I can look at you whenever I want Ano. You can't control my eyes you know!"

Ayano punched him in the chest so hard that he fell on the ground with a loud thump.

" Yeah? look at my butt again and I'll make sure that you won't have any eyes left inside your ignorant skull!'' She yelled while storming off. Kazuma watched her walk away from him and realized that he was falling for her.

Ayano was the town's saint and aspiring creative evangelist.

He was the lion and she was the innocent swan that captured his attention with her gentle yet passionate beauty. Kazuma knew the implications that he would have by trying to date her. He was WAYYYY out of his league. But somewhere deep in his heart he knew that the fiery yet quiet redhead enthralled his heart and tugged at it in ways that no other female could.

Kazuma coughed loudly and smirked to himself. He rose up and dusted the dry dirt of the back of his pants with a new found vigor.

If it was nice guy that Ayano wanted then it would be a nice guy that she got.

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