A/N: Alright, it's a little late but I'm sorry. Got a little side tracked. Hee hee hee. Thanks for all the reviews so far. I'm hoping to make this fanfiction even better then my last. Though I don't think it will be. Book two was one of my best fanfictions ever. Number four will beat it though. Well.. enough of this, on to the chapter!

Chapter Three: Chance Encounters

Pirika stormed out of the concert hall, the three girls following behind her. She felt so angry she could just go back there and kill him. When she found a bench however she sat down and sighed raggedly.

"Pirika," Tamao asked shyly, sounding a lot like her old self. She inched closer to her but Pirika didn't look at her.

"I can't believe him," she instead moaned and looked at the sky. "I was hoping he would be happy to see me again, that he didn't hate me. I missed him a lot."

"Don't worry about that ass," came Anna's responses, "He doesn't seem to understand what he's got in you. So don't worry about him." But inwardly she was thinking, 'Pirika belongs with Ren, I can feel it in my soul. How can I help them get back together?'

Jun however smiled. "You know what you need Pirika?"

"What?"

"A night of clubbing!"

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Ren crossed his arms, going over his songs again and again. At least that is what it looked like he was doing. In reality he was going over his conversation with Pirika over and over again in his mind. Seeing her again, even for a moment, brought back old emotions for a few minutes. Positive emotions. Feelings he had never felt towards Ama.

"That is a nasty bruise forming there," Haku muttered as he handed Ren an ice pack. Ren took it and put if against his cheek.

"So, who was she?"

"Pirika Usui, an Aniu from the northern regions. She had an older brother named Horohoro but he died a year ago."

"Was this Pirika your girls friend?"

He removed the ice pack for a moment and rubbed his cheek. "At one time. But that was before…"

"Ama," he said with underlying malice. Ren continued to be amazed by how much that calm man could hate her.

"Yes, before Ama."

"That girl was rather pretty though. Why did you break up with her?"

"I realized I didn't love her."

"You know," he said with a knowing smile, "I have trouble believing you."

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Pirika got home really late and when she entered her apartment she was too tired to make it into her bed. She fell asleep on the couch. She stayed there most of the night and part of the next day.

Their shop was closed on Sundays and Pyro really enjoyed sleeping in. By the time he woke up it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon. He jumped up and made his way to the bath room. When he got to the mirror his reflection caught his attention. His eyes, their was a little bit of brown in his green eyes. That made him shudder.

"Too soon… it's too soon!"

He put on his green contact lens he had bought for a time such as this and then sighed. That was a lot better. He then walked into the living room and found Pirika asleep on the couch. She must have gotten home late, no doubt clubbing with Jun. He kissed her cheek gently, waking her up.

"Uh… Pyro?"

"Morning."

She sat up and stretched. "I had an interesting night."

"What happened?"

"I saw Ren, and spoke to him."

He was surprised. Didn't she go to the concert. He couldn't be a… "Don't tell me he's the lead-"

"Singer of Phoenix Fall?" She nodded her head and narrowed her eyes. "He was so hateful. I don't understand, what made him so angry?"

She stood up and he looked at her questioningly. "What's up?"

"I have to pick something up for the shop. It's really important. I'll be back in an hour." She turned to him and kissed him deeply before she grabbed her purse and left.

'Good, she didn't notice. How am I going to hide the rest of the changes though?'

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Pirika scanned the aisles of the Hobby Shop, searching for that one thing she was missing. The Hobby Shop was located in the part of town were most of the musicians and other bohemian type of people lived. She loved the Hobby Shop, it always had everything she could ever need. She grabbed a tub of paint, dropped in her cart and then bumped into someone.

"Oops, sorry about that."

"No, it's alright."

When she looked at the person she had bumped into however, her attitude changed. Ren Tao stood before her, looking confused for a moment before he narrowed his eyes. He had a blue-and-black bruise on his cheek from her punch and slap that made her feel a seal of pride. That had to be hurting him, at least she hoped it was. She crossed her arms and looked away.

"What are you doing here Tao?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Aniu."

She looked at him, her eyes blazing. "Picking up some supplies. And you?"

"Sheet music," he held up a note book of sheet music. "This is the only store that sells this stuff at a good price."

"Well, good for you."

He narrowed his eyes again. "This time I have a question for you."

She looked at him. "What?"

"Why did you even go out with me? If you could of guessed that I would hurt you, then why?"

Pirika was taken by surprise. Why did he ask a question like that? Here she was expecting a question about her family or something else about her that would hurt her and instead… instead he asks her about her reason for loving him. That would take a moment to think.

"Well?"

"I went out with you because I didn't care about the risk. I didn't care what happened to me. All I cared about was being with you. That was all I cared about. My safety didn't matter."

He couldn't believe it. She didn't care about herself when he was with her. It was an answer he didn't expect in his wildest dreams. He couldn't respond to that. He left with out saying another word.

"Ren Tao, like I said before you left, I still don't get you!"

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Ama sat on a pillow with her eyes narrowed and her expression grim. Ren Tao was slowly slipping from her control. What was the reason? She was sure that she had him firmly wrapped around her finger.

It had to be that Pirika girl.

Yes, that had to be the reason. That girl, Ren's love for her must be over powering her control. She still had a chance though to muster back control of that Chinese boy. She just had to hurry.

That much she was sure of.

She would either kill Pirika or make Ren forget about her. Either would be fine with her. She would still get her prize.

She leaned against the wall an smirked. It was only a matter of time. Only a matter of time till Pirika didn't matter to her and she could make Ren completely hers.

A/N: Well, I keep on asking it, but did you like it. I bet you can guess by now what's going to happen, or can you? Well, R&R!