Oh dear... Here I am again, some years later, finally updating this fic... I really need to pull my act together... I'm not going to say thanks to the reviewers cause no-one did review. Go figure.

Belief

Kasmira's POV…

I don't believe it. Ryelle, coming down and saying sorry? There's a turn-up for the books. She never says sorry. She's an immature brat with absolutely no feelings. I mean, sure, I respect her and all, as our leader, but she acts like she's twelve years old instead of sixteen. I tried to teach her to flirt once, but she doesn't ever listen to anybody.

I don't really have a best friend in this little team. They all think I'm really superficial or something. Cassie's the only one who puts up with me. She's alright, I guess. I'd like to be one of the quartet, with Clio, Ryelle, Sephy and Gaia, even though they aren't my favorite people in the world. I'd like to have friends, proper ones, not just pals. I don't think it's ever going to happen, though. Sephy in particular hates me.

We went round to the Ronin's house (or rather, mansion) straight after school. We all kept to our respective groups, elements with elements, Ronins with Ronins. Nobody said anything.

The door was opened by a woman a few years older than us, who looked extremely surprised to see us there. The guys must have told her about us.

We made our way through the hall, into the living room. Gods, this place was huge! All eight of us sat down, looking very self conscious. Ryo sat opposite Ryelle.

"I think you owe us an explanation."

Ryelle grimaced. "Ok, to start off with, sorry for the other night. We were a tad nervous, and it just sort of came out the wrong way."

"As long as you can give us a reasonable explanation for saying it, we'll let it go." Ryo wasn't making this easy.

"Ok, I guess I'd better start with who we all are. We're supernatural beings who have decided to put themselves into the bodies of teenage girls..." Ryelle trails off into an explanation of exactly what we are. I tune out, I can't be bothered to listen. Instead, I look properly at all the Ronins, taking in who they are.

Cye was wearing light blue armor the night we met, he must be water. Brown-red hair, green eyes... quite cute in an innocent kind of way.

Rowen... can't really tell from the color, but maybe air and wind, like Clio. Blue hair, blue eyes, pale skin... all he'd need would be blue teeth and he'd look like a zombie.

Ryo must be fire, he's the same colors as Ryelle. He's cute, no two ways about it. Beautiful eyes.

Sage... either nature or light. I think light, since Diana's supposed to be leaving, so he can't be the same as her. On second thought, I'm meant to be leaving, too... Have to wait and find out.

Kento has the same color armor as Gaia's robes, so he must be earth. Black-blue hair, and grey eyes? It's hard to see from here.

If it did come to a fight, we'd probably win from sheer force of numbers. There are three more of us than there are of them. Plus they seem to be a tad on the thick side, but then again, they're boys. Go figure.

Ryelle's got to the bit about Cassie's prophecy. She must have got the bit about Sage's girlfriend wrong, though. He can't prefer Sephy to me. She doesn't tell them about their future girlfriends, though. Probably a good idea, they'd freak if they knew. Can't blame them, really. I don't like my life dictated to me, and I'm used to it. Cassie comes out with these all the time (or at least it seems like it).

Ryo's eyes were practically popping out of his head. "You can see the future!" he asked Cassie.

"Only occasionally, I can't make it happen."

"Wow..." Kento seemed struck dumb, although from what I can see of his level of intelligence, that's probably not that hard to do.

"So we're on the same side, then?" Rowen asked, looking right at Ryelle.

"Guess so."

Cye grinned. "That's a relief. I really didn't want to have to fight you lot!" We all smile, bit the air's still very tight.

Ryo breaks the silence. Poor guy, he seems to get all the hard work. "You guys want something to eat? Mia's a really good cook."

Clio smiles. "That'd be great. Al's an alright cook, I s'pose, but she does have a tendency to burn things."

"The worst part is that I'm the best cook of all of us. The only time Clio tried to cook, she set the oven on fire, burnt out the microwave and flooded the entire flat. We haven't let her near the kitchen since." Alyssa retorts. The Ronins laugh. Clio sighs.

"Look, Al, if you want coaching for your math test this is not the way to go about it." We all laugh this time and follow Kento into the kitchen.

So that's that, then. No worrying about the fate of the world or anything. I mean, who the hell is powerful enough to take us all on and win. There can't be someone like that. It's not possible. I don't believe it.

Very short, abominably so, even... I'll try to make the next one longer... and quicker.

Carline