Ayano's POV :-
I was running to the kannagi mansion , wanting to change into my training outfit ( old sports top and old shorts ) before going to meet Cris . If I get pissed off again , I can just head straight to the training grounds and let out some steam .

'All we know is that it Seemed like he had spiky ,black hair in a similar style to mine'

It couldn't be him . Actually it could , after all , what better way to torture the last few months I have here than to bring Taka into the mix And Kazuma met him And ...Kazuma ... I have to tell him ...and Ren . A part of me believed that Kazuma didn't deserve it . I mean , he just left a bloody letter , why couldn't I ? ...
Because he came back ,...I never will.
Because I knew he was alive ,...he...sh*t.
I reached the mansion and sensed my dad was in the main hall , speaking on the phone . It was untraceable . My curiosity was piqued and I focused my energy to my ears ( similar to increasing speed , only it increases hearing instead) and listened in on his conversation ...with Kazuma? Urgh , of course , Misao . I was about to leave when something caught my attention .
"You think he knows Ayano?"
What? Kazuma never mentioned anything like that. I kept walking as if nothing happened . Nobody found it suspicious that my expressions changed as they were used to my ...unique character . I concentrated hard enough to hear Kazuma's reply , simultaneously steeling myself for the answer and straining my ears capacity . Too much might cause permanent damage or my cochlea so I had to get closer .
/Y..ah...he...flame... wrote...say hello ...princess ...me. Bet...Ayano's ...al beauty now...think Ayano knows him too./
I froze . Princess. A lot of people know about me and Taka but ...no one knows about that ...no , maybe , they did know . Yeah , someone must have figured it out . Maybe Kazuma said something else I didn't hear. Maybe Kazuma called me princess when talking to my dad about me . After all , he gave me the same nickname . I always wondered why I had so many mixed feelings over that nickname . My memories answered that for me , but I had already gotten used to Kazuma calling me that by then . Wait ...

'...think Ayano knows him too'

Shoot , he must had noticed my hesitation at the description .
"Are you sure?"
/...no , just a feeling . Her friend mentioned something which led to the discovery of a piece of paper , ...which was blank . So don't know if that's relevant../
A part of me wished it wasn't but if that guy did know Taka , then he's involved in the dimensional rifts and there are certain papers in which the content only appeared when exposed to the energy of the desired recipient...
"Don't loose the paper . Bring it here "
...and dad knows that too. So does uncle-Genma.
/Got it ./
Dad sighed.
"What exactly happened during the fight ?"
I listened carefully to his explanation, leaning my head a against the wall of the kitchen which was next to the main hall . I had a bottle of water in my hand in case anyone came in. I'd figure things out later , for now , I'll just gather intel. After the explanation , dad said that he would do what he could and kept the phone . I quietly returned the bottle to the fridge and went to my room . I changed into my training clothes (I'm pretty positive that they are going to be used) and left to the forest . Once out of range , I raised my hand , summoning my true flame and concentrated . The flame turned white and I opened my eyes which had a similar white glow .
"BLOODY ROSE , MATERIALISE."
The golden sword appeared in my hand ,surrounded by white flames and with a straight vertical swipe , I cut into space . The space I had cut split into a white gash . This was how we travelled across dimensions , worlds ( and why Kirika and her forces could never find me). I had a natural affinity for this . Taichi would cut with his wind blades and we were both infused with a certain magic which allowed us to move across worlds . It was that magic which caused our eyes to change when we used it .
It was a special spiritual magic that had to be granted to you , or else you would land somewhere unknown and not really in one piece either . Kazuma has that magic because he has a contract which allows him to summon it . We can't use it in a fight like he can . His is complete transfer of power while ours was a minute amount which helped us control our movements . Fortunately , he has no idea about this stuff , or else...oh , the horror !
The clan that was first granted this magic by the spirit kings was the sayutosi clan of the world where the boarding house was. Taichi's been living there for the past few years , which is why no one could find out who he was . The magic was separated and held to be granted to specific people from other worlds like Me ,Taichi and Cristy , who were both originally from this world . The last time something with the dimensional rifts happened , the people who caused it completely annihilated the sayutosi clan and destroyed the sources of the magic . But one 7-year old child from the clan was send to this world during the attack . That child along with my dad and even uncle-Genma helped stop the crazy psychos . Unfortunately , they didn't permanently finish it so someone's tampering again . People have tried to explain it to me but I hardly ever understand . It's so confusing.
That child was the the last pure-blood of the sayutosi clan , having an inert compatibility with the spirits .
That child was also my mother.

Taka's POV:-

'...No...No,no, you can't die. You stupid idiot . Why'd you do that?...'
'I don't know , ...I...just...did.'
'...Taka?TAKA?...'

My eyes shot open . It was her again . That Ayano girl. It was strange but when the contractor trapped me in the wind-shield , I remembered her name . I felt like it was something that would affect him and judging by his reaction , it was. His face was neutral but his energy spiked .
His face .
He looked just like me. Only ...older and different hair. He was probably the person that Misao chick was talking about . I don't know why , but I don't like that guy.
Who'm I kidding ? I know exactly . Bloody guy's definitely the person who...
"Taka"
I turned my head , careful to keep my emotions off my face .
"Yup. What's up?"
"My father wishes to speak with you."
My eyes narrowed for a split-second before I casually got up.
"Just curious. On a scale of 1 to 10 , how pissed off is your old man?"
"My father does not get 'pissed off'..."
I raised my eyebrow at him.
"...but be warned , hold your tongue . Since the contractor has seen us and the paper has been put in place , the goal is still accomplished ,... but he does not take failure lightly ."
My eyes scanned him . He usually wears a sleeveless vest inside , but now, he was wearing a full-sleeved turtleneck and the smell of ointment was present as well . Does not take failure lightly , huh, Definitely dad of the year . As I left the room (which was basically a rock chamber with a bed in it) , I said.
"Thanks for the head's up."

"No, thank you."

I knew he talking about the fight .
"Don't mention it."
"Don't do that ever again."
I smiled.
"I do what I want."
I walked along the corridors of the building , the people surrounding me whispered and yelled , but as I neared the boss-guy's room , ...there was silence . Deciding to be polite for once in my life (this one , anyhow) , I knocked .

A sturdy voice was heard.
"Enter..."

A.N:-

Wassup , the last chap was kinda like a filler , so sorry .

anyhow , I started writing Steph and Joe's background story . Who they were ? how they met? how they became a part of this team ? ...etc. Just wondering if any of you guys wanted to read it . Please tell me.

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