Tekken Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Soul: Chronicles of her Misery ❯ Devouring her completely ( Chapter 2 )

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Shattered Soul: Chronicles of her Misery

 

 

 

By: Elie

 

 

 

 

As always, students would glare at her, head to toe. Jealousy is what you can see in their eyes. Xiaoyu ignored them as she went inside the school gate. They noted her as the luckiest girl in school, because she studies for free, lives in a mansion and of course being able to stay under the same coated roof with the school's student council president, is every girl's yearning. But for Xiao, everything was all misunderstood.

 

`What if I see him? Oh yeah…he's in my class, and there's no way I'm gonna miss a glimpse of him1' she thought and shrugged heavily.

 

Having a strong feeling of Jin's presence in the locker room, she didn't bother gathering the books she's gonna be needing in class. Her mind was all at blur and her head was a bit heavy, and the worst thing is that she's been walking like a boy after getting a circumcision!

 

She grunted in pain, and paused for a while outside the classroom door. She gripped her skirt, whimpering slightly because of the pain her clit offered her.

 

At last, she got to her seat and took the advantage to take a short nap before the bell rings. She had lack of sleep last night, because of Jin's four hours of fucking. She took a glimpse of the seat next to her's.

 

It was empty.

 

`It's odd of him to be late, though…' she thought, and felt her heart on ease for a while…She's right; it was odd for Jin to be late, for he would always be the first one to get in class.

 

Five minutes later, the bell rang.

 

“Okay class, let's get started.” The cheerful voice of the teacher woke Xiaoyu up, “Now who's absent? Kindly check please…”

 

The students obediently checked on who's absent, looking at one seat to another.

 

“I think it's Jin and that lame ass Tony, sir!” Shouted a student.

 

“Plus that bitch, Anna!” Another one shouted, and all eyes turned to him, “What? We all know she's a prostitute, man.”

 

“Okay that's enough. So we have Kazama, Hawk and Williams…” Then the teacher re-scanned the first name.

 

“Hmm…never expected Kazama to be missing classes, though.” The teacher mumbled.

 

Suddenly the door opened, and beholds Jin, standing on the door, panting heavily. Xiaoyu's heart leapt in fright and shock. The sight of him makes her feel Goosebumps growing on her skin. The worst part is, he is her seatmate! Ouch, where is her luck? Things are all happening as she predicted it would.

 

Jin's panting became a smooth breathing, and went inside to take his seat. The once bored girls a while ago became so energetic again.

 

“Jin!!!” Shouted some girls.

 

“Yo dude! Tasted what it's like to be late huh?” One guy said.

 

“Jin, how's it going?”

 

“What happened, Jin?”

 

“Dude, we thought you'd never show your ass this day!”

 

Jin. Jin. Jin. That's all she's been hearing now. She desperately wanted to cover her ears. As the sound cooled down by the teacher's request, Xiao didn't even dared to take a glimpse on her left. She knows well that he's staring at her, and so she gulped in fear.

 

“Now open your textbook directly in page twenty-two, and read the poem entitled, `Driven Desires',” ordered the teacher.

 

`Shit!' Xiaoyu gritted her teeth. She forgot her to bring her literature book and all the rest of her textbooks! She swallowed, realizing it was her fault in not going to lockers in the first place. Hoping that no one would see her without a book, she took out her notebook to fill her desk with something.

 

“Xiaoyu, got no book?” said the teacher, who was inspecting the students, and easily noticed her.

 

`Fuck it!' she cursed, and clenched her eyes shut with her fists.

 

“You can share with Kazama,” he motioned, pointing at Jin. Then she notice Jin grinning viciously. It was so vivid in his eyes that he wants her beside him. Xiaoyu wanted to explode and burst into tears, for she abhors him so bad.

 

“But sir!” she protested leaving the class's attention to her. They now know that she isn't interested at Jin, at all.

 

“All of you are going to write a 6 page essay about that poem you know, and there are supposedly ten chapters in this oh so boring poem, right?”

 

The class nodded, leaving Jin to chuckle a little.

 

“But sir!”

 

“Miss Ling, do you want D- for Literature?” The teacher got up to his point.

 

Xiaoyu paused for a while and said, “No sir…”

 

She knew getting a grade lower than B is gonna kill her. Heihachi expects her grades high in Science especially Literature and she would hardly obey. Therefore, with a heavy heart, she walked over to beside Jin. He even pulled her chair next to him!”

 

`The nerve of this man!' she thought as she sat down beside him. `Fucking gay!' she turned her attention to the teacher as he sat down on his table and began examining some papers. Jin who leaned over her ear to whisper, disturbed her.

 

“Didn't I say that I own you already?”

 

“Quit it Kazama…” She was annoyed by his bigotry and let out a soft sigh, “Come on, let's read,”

 

“Oh, I'm done…”

 

“Oh, how diligent of you then. So, would you mind shutting your mouth as I start reading?” She asked politely and smirked, grabbing Jin's book to her front.

 

`Read if you dare,' he chuckled softly and glanced up to see what the rest are doing.

 

`Perfect', he thought, for the class are obedient enough to read the required text silently while the teacher was occupied.

 

Xiaoyu noticed him looking around and stiffened when he darted his eyes again at her. She quickly looked away, and continued to open the book.

 

`So this is the poem?' she thought as the page revealed a never ending one.

 

`This is too long, no wonder the class is silent…Jin. Why have he read so fast? Did he know we're suppose to have this one? How grotesque of him…'she thought.

 

“Driven Desires…” she muttered the title, and noticed Jin smirk again.

 

Driven Desires

 

To Kiss

 

To Touch

 

To Savor

 

The lust that buries within thy woman of dreams,

 

Thy piety to thee is one's rage of perplexing against thyself,

 

Why such endeavor you portray?—

 

Xiaoyu suddenly stopped reading; she felt the pain again in between her thighs. Jin just stared at her for a moment, startled by her actions. She felt a bit cramp, and so she shut her tear filled eyes and laid her head down on the periphery of Jin's desk. Jin noticed her sob quietly, and so he gently brushed his hand over her plausible legs.

 

“Great isn't it? Desires…so alluring,”

 

“Stop…” Her mind was blurry all over again, but she can feel Jin's hand slowly caress her leg, finally separated them. She swallowed and slightly whimpered.

 

“Shhh…” Whispered Jin, who slowly placed his finger over her soft lips. Then, he resumed to what he was previously doing. He slowly lifted her skirt, and inserted two fingers between the hot spot separated by her legs, making her underwear soak wet. Thrusting the two wet fleshes in and out of her already swollen clit, made her feel even more the pain, as pleasure was for him. She wanted to scream so badly, but no voice came out. She also wanted to tell everyone in class that Jin is raping her as of now, but she can't accept the further embarrassment and humiliation the school is gonna give her, for she knew he is the `grandson and heir'. Fuck that.

 

She gasped for even more breath, because every time he'd reach his climax, he would start all over again, giving her rounds of orgasm. Orgasm, which she does not yearn and want.

 

“Stop it…p-please…Jin…It feels so…”

 

“Good, isn't it?”

 

Jin thrusted even faster, making her pant even harder and harder. She wanted to bang her head unto the desk, but that will only lead everyone's attention to them, so she quietly bit her lip as Jin finally got onto his climax. At last, he pulled his wet fingers out of her wet panties. He rolled down her skirt and even closed her legs for her. He eventually licked his fingers dry.

 

“You devil…” Xiao muttered quietly. She was too exhausted to even neither lift her head nor move her hands. She became numb again.

 

“Do you know where I've been?” He further questioned her, but she remained quieter.

 

“Looking for you…,” he proclaimed, making Xiaoyu jerk up.

 

Was he really looking for her? Maybe that's why he's been late…

 

Now her eyes are more blurry than before. All she can see are orbs of white light dancing and playfully hazed her mind. Her head became heavy and she can't bear to move. She closed her eyes once more and finally drifted to a sleep; the last thing she saw and remembered, Jin was calling her name.

 

 

She opened her eyes, and some white bed and green curtain, greeted her.

 

“Where am I?” Thugging the curtains aside, there she saw the school nurse, watching over her.

 

“Oh you're awake. Uh…sorry for my nosiness…Well, you're the only patient I've got since the past two weeks and a half. I almost got bored and thought about applying to another school full of brutal fighting, since this school has been quite peaceful lately, that no one got battered… But anyway, since you've been here, somehow you've changed my mind about resigning…”

 

“…?!”

 

“Oh, sorry for my blabbering, forgive me,” The nurse apologized.

 

“Oh, thank God I fainted and became your patient then…”

 

“No really…I feel so sorry for you anyway, you're such an unnoted girl… (Disgusting I mean!)”

 

“Unnoted?” Xiao looked at her in a perplexing manner.

 

“I mean you never prepare to bring a napkin, when your period is supposedly due,”

 

“What period?”

 

“Your underwear got blood in them, so I gave you a spare one,”

 

“So where is it?” Xiaoyu almost felt herself grow red.

 

“They are in the laundry area and it's being dried already, don't worry, you can have the spare one, and no need to return,” The nurse lightly patted Xiaoyu's head, and took some sort of pill from the drawer.

 

“Thank you very much,”

 

“You're welcome, and it's my job to anyway.” She gave her a warm smile and handed her the pill.

 

“What's this for?” Xiao asked, examining the pill.

 

“Dysmenorrhea,”

 

Xiaoyu frowned. She knew that it wasn't her period that made the cause of blood in her underwear. It was because of Jin's sudden drive to finger-fuck her, even though she still had cramps form last night's unwanted sex. Besides, her period has stopped the night before, and that'll be impossible for her to have it back.

 

The nurse noticed her sigh deeply and observed her stood up with her legs shaking, and her hands grasping the bed's rear rails for support. Then a sudden pain struck her again. Her thighs were hurting and so was her vagina. God, she wanted to cry, and the nurse even heard her whimper.

 

“Don't worry; you'll be fine as long as you get home.” She gave her again a last smile and aided her outside the door.

 

“I know thanks,” She took her bag and closed the door behind her.

 

She turned to look at her watch. It was exactly quarter to six, and maybe everyone except her had already gone home. She slowly walked down the empty small hallway, her thighs still hurting, and she was dragging her feet along with her.

 

Reaching the aisle to the door of the main lobby, a tall and dark figure came leaning his back on the wall. It wasn't doubtingly Jin.

 

Then the bitter pain dug through her again, only ten times more painful than before. His figure noticingly moved and began walking towards the limelight where she was standing.

 

Sadly, Xiaoyu's thighs gave in, and she fell on her knees. She sobbed desperately as his figure immerges close, taking his sweet time on coming towards her.

 

Slowly, Xiaoyu's strength pulled her knees to get up. And so, she finally did. Unfortunately, it was all in vain. She defeatingly allowed Jin's figure to compose and the sounds of his steps to grow vivid.

 

What happened to her strong-willed and not afraid of anything personality? Did Jin take it all?

 

Xiaoyu can say that he was more dazzling and handsome than ever. However, it's strange of her not having any interests in him, at all. She only wants him to be her friend, though, but it didn't turn out to what it seem.

 

Moreover, the predator finally reached his prey, grinning hard. He gazed down at her with tormenting eyes of lust, while the prey looked at him with defeat and horror.

 

“Are you feeling better now?” He asked as he placed his hand over her right shoulder.

 

“What do you think, scum?!” Xiao blurted in rage and shove his hand off her shoulder. He knew it was he's fault…all his.

 

Jin chuckled for a bit, and so, he gently lifted her aching body.

 

“Come let's go…”

 

“Let go of me!” Xiao struggled.

 

“Keep trying,”

 

“I will!” Unfortunately, Xaioyu still has a battered body, thus, her nerves slept.

 

“You can't even move,”

 

“I said--”

 

Before her mouth could even utter the next words, Jin impeded her mouth by forcing his tongue directly into it. She whimpered a bit and tears of anger fell down her eyes. She was angry of herself. Angry, because she can't even win off her assailant. Jin grinded his hungry mouth onto her swollen ones, then, he removed it with only a trickle of saliva separated them.

 

“Now shut up, be a good girl and let your prince carry you for a while,”

 

Xiaoyu tried hard not argue anymore, all she wanted to do is too sleep off her exhaustion, and found a place in Jin's broad chest, as silence crept them all throughout the hallway and in the limo.

 

“How ingenuous of you Xiao,” He whispered at the half-asleep Xiaoyu, still cradling her in his arm, as if not letting go. Xiao winced her eye; she only had a minute's rest and that wasn't enough for her, though, but the thought of Jin giving her a tight embrace, triggers her adrenaline to burst. And so, she kept struggling for her defiance. His very expensive perfume and good masculine scent trembled in her nose.

 

No.

 

His scent was almost mesmerizing her to him. She doesn't want to be lured by such being…such handsome demonic being.

 

She gripped his shirt tightly and tried kicking her almost revived legs vigorously. So much for her attempt, though, it was in vain, for Jin grabbed her hands once more and held her feet in place.

 

“Billy!” She shouted to the driver.

 

“Shh…It's no use, it's soundproof,” He chuckled, almost releasing her.

 

“Jin, why are you doing this?” she asked softly, almost crying again from his strong grip.

 

“I want to fuck you Xiao…”

 

He reached to her neck and brushed the pigtail that hanged from the spot, and forcefully sucked right to it.

 

“You already have!” She shoved his head away from her nape, leaving a red mark on it.

 

Jin playfully ignored her complains and proceeded to remove her buttons.

 

“Not until I get a good one,”

 

He lifted her from his lap and slid down her underwear, “What the--”

 

With Jin's reaction Xiaoyu took the chance to move her legs violently, and pull her wrists out of his sweaty hands, finally she freed herself. She quickly took her discarded underwear and slid it back on. She moved back in the corner of the car seat and pressed her knees in her chest; she was shivering. She expected Jin to grab her again, but he didn't.

 

“Tell me, does it hurt?” Jin looked at her with worry.

 

“It's your fault!” She seized him.

 

“Shh…” His hands tried to reach for her, but she covered her face as she tilted her knees on her head.

 

“Xiaoyu,”

 

“Where is the real Jin who has been my friend? Whom I have trusted once? Who helped me? Where the fuck is he?!”

 

Jin grew silent for a while; then he looked at her, “You're looking at him…the real Jin,”

 

Xiaoyu diverted her attention away from him. She couldn't stand the sight of him…traitor.

 

The limo stopped in front of the mansion, and the driver opened the door for them. Xiaoyu slowly trolled out of the car, while Jin went out the in other side. He's more poised then ever, fixing his jet hair, gently stroking it with his hands. As for Xiao, well, she directly ran to her bedroom, almost screaming in rage and lost.

 

 

Looking down at his terrace, Jin can't help but think why Xiaoyu didn't show up for dinner. He knew the answer and so he chuckled. However, the blood he saw in her underwear made him somewhat…guilty.

 

“Why is she even here in the first place?” He said to himself. Thinking about the past weeks when they were still friends made him feel disgusted. She wouldn't even tell him the reason why she went here in Japan in the first place. She really is reserved, he thought.

 

“Where is the real Jin who has been my friend? Whom I've trusted?! Who helped me?! Where the fuck is he?!”

 

Her words echoed endlessly in his ears. Nevertheless, the real Jin is the one who has touched her. The one who has claimed her.

 

“Whom I've trusted?!”

 

Trusted

 

She trusted him, and he made her do that on purpose. He planned it all. His friendship and closeness for her, and helping her occasionally. It was all in his plan.

 

Jin turned his sight on the second terrace before his. Xiao's terrace, it is. Apparently, a lean figure appeared in that area. Jin quickly ducked down and took a peep.

 

It was obviously her. She was in her white silky nightgown. She looked so delicious, he thought. However, she was crying…again. She was seemingly saying something aloud.

 

`She thought she's the only one in this mansion,' He sighed deeply, still staring at her. He was noticing her mumbling aloud the same words repeatedly. Finally, he made out the words.

 

`So much for my arcade,' it speaks.

 

He understood why immediately. He would always see her leave the mansion every weekends and would go home always late in the evening. She's been arcade hopping all along. Moreover, she would always lock herself in her room, and Jin would hear loud noises of shootings, when passing by. She was definitely playing on her console. What a weird hobby for a girl, he thought.

 

Jin notices her sit near the edge of the rails in deep anguish. He concentrated on her very hard, but she got up soon and seems that she's looking down on her body. To his horror, he saw a red spot between her thighs again. Jin sweat dropped and began to feel guilty again.

 

 

 

“My dream…isn't going to be taken away by that Jin Kazama!” She cursed.

“Wait `till this shit stops bleeding!” With that she, Xiaoyu opened one of her drawers and

tried finding a pad.

 

 

 

Xiaoyu was at the cafeteria, eating her recess alone as usual. She haven't got any sight of Jin, lately. For the fist time, the studious boy missed two morning periods, finally giving Xiaoyu an easy heart. She was suddenly distracted by a reddish-brown haired girl, who was about to bring her tray over at Xiao's table. The girl was also in Jin and Xiao's class, and her name is Miharu Hirano.

 

“Hi Xiaoyu…” She greeted with a sad smile.

 

“Hello Mi,” Xiao greeted back, it was too rare for her to have someone seating beside her for like…ever, “So, what brings you to my side?”

 

“Xiao, can you be my crying shoulder for awhile?”

 

“Sure, spit it out,” Xiao welcomed the depressed looking Miharu, while drinking her milk carton.

 

“You see, it's about sex,”

 

Xiaoyu almost chocked on her milk.

 

“Ahem…What about it?” She quickly cleared her throat to eat some meatballs.

 

“You see it's about my stupid boyfriend…” Miharu shrugged.

 

“Don't you two work it out well?”

 

“You see Xiao, I don't really like him, coz' I've got the hots for Jin, Teddy, Christian and Jake,” She confessed, making Xiao choke on her meatballs this time.

 

“Are you okay?” Miharu asked and patted Xiao on the back.

 

“Umm… `cough'…yeah, go on…”

 

“You sure?” Miharu gave her a stern look.

 

“Yup, I'm listening,”

 

“Okay, as I was saying, when we reach our climax, I begin to feel regrets,”

 

“Then break up with him, you don't even like the guy, besides you've got tons of guys here to dig on,” Advised Xiao.

 

“Maybe so…maybe not,” Miharu sighed, leaving Xiaoyu look at her, startled.

 

“It's your choice not mine,” Xiao said, sipping on the last remaining drops her milk gave her.

 

“Err . . . You're right, thanks anyway…”

 

“Mi?”

 

“Yup?”

 

“Do you bleed the first time you had sex?”

 

Miharu chuckled deeply with her reply, “Nope, but Lisa does! Anyway, they say it's all natural in the process…”

 

“Oh…” Xiaoyu sighed in relief.

 

-LUNCH-

 

“Hey Xiao!” Miharu saw Xiaoyu walking towards the cafeteria door, alone as usual.

 

“Uh, hi…” Xiaoyu gave Miharu a slight scorn.

 

Miharu tried to ignore Xiao's attitude, she thinks of her as the mysterious, innocent, and rebel type. Miharu eventually laughed.

 

“You're so cute when you do that…” She teased Xiao.

 

`Whatever,' Xiao thought in angst as usual, for everyday was not her day.

 

“Since you're going to the caffie, why don't I join you?”

 

“Why not?” Xiaoyu replied.

 

“Great! Now, let's hurry and grab some vacant tables!” Miharu said gleefully, snagging Xiao's hand and dragging her to the door.

 

 

“So you like chocolates?” Miharu asked, while munching on her hamburger.

 

Xiao nodded her mouth still full with some snickers.

 

“Okay…” Miharu thought of another topic, since she thinks she's becoming an idiot to win Xiao as a friend.

 

“Have you heard of the upcoming Iron Fist Third?”

 

“What?!” Xiaoyu almost chocked on her chocolate bar, “I mean, come again?”

 

“I mean, the tekken tournament, a.k.a. Iron Fist. Get it?”

 

“What about it?” Xiao proceeded to munch on her chocolate bar again.

 

“As I was saying…” Miharu took a pause and sipped on her orange juice, “Heihachi Mishima, the owner of this school, has announced another tournament like before, and the prize is said to be filthy!”

 

“Why? Haven't you heard of it before, only up to now?”

 

“Not really…but, this school's owner is a fighter himself, and I don't quite understand why he doesn't allow school fights,”

 

“Why do you want one?”

 

“Nope.” Miharu shook her head, leaving Xiaoyu startled again for a while when she brought up such topic and yet got no sense in doing so.

 

“Didn't you know that fighting is still to discipline one's self?”

 

“I've got no clue in those things! Why do you?!” Miharu looked at Xiaoyu in astonishment.

 

Xiaoyu almost tumbled, hoping to change their topic.]

 

“Get to the point Miharu…”

 

“The whole tekken stuff is not really a point at all…I-I just want to be friends with you…”

Such words hit Xiaoyu. For the first time, someone asked for her friendship. Although something bothers her.

 

“Wait. I think you're friends with Karen and Mea from the other section, I wonder where they went?” What happened anyway?”

 

“Oh, don't you know? Both of them left for a foreign exchange study in Europe…they left me…” With that, Miharu's tears began to form, and finally streaks of it came falling down.

 

For Xiao, well, she doesn't know how to react at all. She never had friends, especially close ones, so she doesn't know how the pain felt of losing one.

 

“You have yourself a new friend Miharu (as well for me),” Xiaoyu let out a handshake, but instead of Miharu giving a hand, she pulled Xiao close in a tight embrace.

 

Miharu held her in a tight hug that she was suffocating already!

 

“Mi (gasp)…that's (gasp)…enough!”

 

“That's best friends from now on!” Miharu gave Xiao a wink and eagerly said goodbye for her other class.

 

 

From another table afar, Jin stares at them quietly, grumbling in his food with a deep thought.

 

Xiaoyu finally had a friend….

 

She was his too…once.

 

 

To Be Continued…

 

 

Hwooh! So did you all like it? I hope so…

 

So what did you guys think of me adding Miharu? I guess she'll be some help in the later chapters…

About the poem, Driven Desires, well, it's lame, because I asked my brother to do it for me. Hit me with total humiliation then!

 

I'm not adding anymore previews, so that'll be a surprise! And I'm about to finish Chapter three already, but I think I'm about to take some time in typing it in my PC and sneaking out!

 

Thank you for reading!