Tekken Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Soul: Chronicles of her Misery ❯ Blood Talon Joins ( Chapter 6 )

A/N: Kyo! Well, when I was happily reading your reviews, I was a bit disturbed by some…Like, Julia and Jin did it when they were just nine….HUH? So, for you people to understand what REALLY happened between those two, just read this chapter and try to understand what Jin meant…

 

Miss Tidal Wave: Kyo! About your question? Well I did explain it in WHX right? But to give you a clear one here's what I meant…Your name was accidentally attached to my message with LiLTommygirl's and what I'm really trying to say is sorry, because of the Julia and Jin past something but I was surprised when you said you liked Julia's slutty character…okay, I'm gonna make her bitchy even more! HAHAHA! It's great to be the the author, aye?

 

LiLTommygirl: We're cool as usual eh?

 

Skipter Chic: Hey, I was laughing my ass on your review, but my veins are about to pop as hell! Anyway, your review disturbs me so much that I'm jumping out of control when taking a shower, cooking and washing the dishes. Even when sleeping…I swear!

 

SakuraAsAsamiya: Thanks for your very first review in SS! Your review was well, pretty same with Skipter Chic and stuff…it haunts me while taking a shower! How old are you really? Can you match my pervertness? Hehe…

 

HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK US MINORS SHOULD DO? FOLLOW ORDERS OR SATISFY OUR CURIOSITY? I'D SAY SATISFY MY OWN CURIOSITY…

 

 

~o~

 

It's another cold Saturday evening and I ditched my driver, Billy, for the first time. I can't help but feel a pang of guilt though, thinking he might lose his job and all. But still, I can walk back to the manor my own and besides, I need time to clear up some personal shit in my mind…

 

“Fuck.” I mumbled, wrapping my sweater tighter on my cold body. Right now, I can almost breathe and exhale ice. The breeze around me cools to no end, and the busy traffic lights destroy my vision, making it blur together with the wind. Even if I complain, the hectic streets of Tokyo would ignore me…

 

Why am I doing this shit anyway? Hmm…a queer question that even I, myself don't understand. What's happening to me? Why am I running away? Running from reality? My reality and Jin's? From love?

 

Love.

 

That word makes me quiver in disgust. Is it because I never had been loved? Or I haven't had loved? They say it is very painful to love…So am I in love because I feel unmatched sorrow and hurt? To whom then? Does it match the pain I felt in seeing Jin with Julia?

 

Again, while walking down the in-depth city of Tokyo, never did a single alley hid itself. And deep memories of my unforgiven past clouded my mind, as well as the most vulnerable part of me…my heart. It's like that night…the night I stowed away on the old man's yacht, the dark alleyways of China and the same cold breeze I received during that particular time... All was coming back…

 

~o~

 

Five minutes have past since I've been here, lingering in my terrace, waiting for her figure to immerge on the other side. Oh, I see…Saturday it is, I completely forgot and I know what she's been up to.

 

Figuring the fact that she'd be coming back late, I went back to my room in fatigue and dismay. I flipped myself over the sofa, picked up the remote and began searching some interesting channels to keep me occupied. Unfortunately for me, there was none…

 

With a pissed remark left on my face, I extended my arms to switch off the television. At last, peace and quiet…I stretched my arms and legs in unison, giving out an awkward position while sitting.

 

Quiet…too quiet. If only Xiao was around here like she used to, my room would probably end up like a disco house. And man, I really do miss her…

 

With that thought and myself being unable to resist waiting for her, I got out of my room and headed to the mansion's balcony. In there, I saw Billy, her driver, running towards the stairway with no sign of Xiao. Strange…very strange…

 

And without any second thought, I quickly followed Billy to the second floor. I can see him slipping on the rugs while obviously heading to my grandfather's office; and that would really mean something wrong.

 

I angrily walked towards his direction, reminding him of my presence and with my eyes burning in crimson. Noted by me, he stopped immediately in front of the office, trembling to what I have expected.

 

“Where is she…?” I asked hoarsely, grabbing his collar tight and lifting his body half in the air.

 

“S-she…s-she got away…” He stammered, “I-I mean…went missing…”

 

I bit my lower lip in an agonized guilt. She's missing? That probably meant she might have had ran away…my little wise girl indeed.

 

“S-sir…she might be off in one of those computer cafes in the city.” He stated.

 

I paused for awhile, still lifting Billy in the air, thinking of the possibilities of his theory. Computers…well exactly.

 

With trust, I placed him down, not even looking at his cowering form. And with an uncalm mind, I ordered him to take me at those said places right away.

 

So we both rushed to the limo and hurried off to the city. As I impatiently commanded him to step on it faster, a soft object touched my hand. It was Xiao's pink panda backpack she'd always show off at me. I didn't hesitate on opening it, and so, I found her mobile phone at the lower pocket.

 

`Clever girl…' I thought, now knowing she really intended to leave her phone on purpose for me not to reach her as well as Miharu…

 

Man, where the hell can she be right now?

 

~o~

 

I'm fucking exhausted. All this walking makes me thirsty and hungry… I can't even think well enough right as of now. As if I just want to collapse right on the sidewalk and join beggars plead!

 

And damn. I've been passing dark alleys and another for the last 30 minutes up to now, and the scare must have faded already. The hesitation I had in going back to the manor crept up again. But I must go back there for physical purposes and stuff. Okay, I have decided…I'll go back there when I'm ready and tomorrow is the best day for that…I guess. Therefore, I just have to resist this torture a little while longer and let's see if he's all worried…

 

I see…five minutes have already past and still, I'm as if going about on the same route all over again. Drained, I spotted the nearest lamp post and started to lay my back on it. And it seems that I haven't sweated at all because of the cold. Somehow, I loved it cold this time. And I wouldn't have been drenching wet with it. With no gloves at all, I placed my freezing hands inside my pocket, enough to ridicule my praising with the cold earlier.

 

Huh? Was that the whistling sound of my hungry stomach? But no… a stomach doesn't whistle when hungry, it growls! Now I laughed my own hunger off. And assuming the truth that I'm really hungry because… I'm beginning to hallucinate. But Wait. There really is a whistle and it's not coming from me, it's coming from…someone!

 

Now I'm pissed. I hate it when someone's showering me with fucking sweet calls! That person is so going down!

 

Not even caring at my drunk-like state, I confronted a dreaded alleyway where the sound was coming from. As I took my time to move, someone took advantage of my drowsy form and grabbed me by the shoulder. And even before I can struggle, a cloth impeded my mouth unfairly, making me smell a horrible gas-like formula. Then after inhaling it accidentally, I found myself unable to neither move nor scream, instead, with my fighting skills useless, I let this person toss me in the shoulder and carry me in the deeper darker parts of the canal-like area.

 

I whimpered with no sound, as the person, which now I know as a man, placed me down a cardboard bed. My eyes gazed in shock and fury, but with my helpless condition, all I can do is to curse inside my mind. And when I tilted my eyes at the man's direction, he eventually unzipped my sweater with much force. Fuck. Now I know what he is planning…he's trying to rape me! And if it wasn't for that fucking drug, I would've turned this fuck into shit!

 

Without even moving my mouth because I can't, my whimpering turned into a hell-like scream inside my head. All my veins wanted to burst as he began stripping off my clothes followed by my bra. And my nerves started to stiffen when he almost unhooked the last strap of my undergarment. But before even doing so, I saw his upper body jerk up in shock, and I was completely manipulated by astonishment as he fell down beside me. And I wondered…what knocked him out?

 

My question was answered when another man appeared in front of me again, in much of my horror.

 

“Are you okay?” He asked, hooking my straps back and putting my sweater on me himself. He also zipped back my jeans and helped me sit up, but in my condition, I fell down again.

 

“You're still numb maybe.” He laid me down properly while he sat down the cardboard with me, rolling the fucking rapist to the cement floor.

 

“And you can't speak too…” He removed his cap, then his jacket and wrapping me with it. And oh my, he had a long, red and silky hair. The silkiness of the strands matches just like Jin's. And wow, he's got a buff body, but not as juicy as Jin's though. His age might seem to be like Jin's either. Wait. Why is it that I am including Jin all the time? Okay, remove that and back to this guy. Well, nothing unusual…he's good-looking, fair, and pretty strong but not a bad guy after all…

 

My observation was suddenly disturbed when my experimental material caught me staring at him from below, then because I can't move even just my head; I quickly closed my eyes, embarrassed.

 

“Ooh…curious aren't ya?” He grinned, moving his hands over his jacket that served as my blanket, pulling a cigarette and a cricket lighter in unison.

 

“Well, I'm Hwoarang, 19 years old, Korean…hey I bet you wanna know my height and weight.” He chuckled, poking me gently in the head, and inhaling the nicotine his stick provided.

 

“Hm..Hmm…bet ya don't coz' I don't even know, myself.”

 

To fill in the silent that supplies our surroundings, this Hwoarang guy hummed an out of the tone song, which made me laugh inside. Finally, the smile I wanted to have came back as I felt my body awaken again. And then, for a matter of minutes, I took the liberty of sitting down and make a conversation with this guy.

 

 

Unfortunately, at the brink of talking, no words came out, neither a voice…

 

“Hey you're feeling normal again eh? But it seems that your vocals haven't arrived yet.” He smiled exhaling the smoke from his nose. This guy made me feel okay and excused somehow and I really feel comfortable around him.

 

Another few minutes have past and I tried coughing to know if I can already talk or not, and to my excitement, I already can!

 

“Hey you can talk!” He said, his eyes gleaming.

 

“Uh…yeah. Thank you for saving me…By the way I'm Ling Xiaoyu…uh 17, Chinese…hehe.” I said, scratching my head and feeling a bit shy.

 

All he did was to smile at me again and sip on his cigar. Then, I glanced at my watch, finding the time to be already 10 pm. I guess I really need to get back home this time…

 

I stood up and looked at Hwoarang, who was sharing my stare as well.

 

“Goin'?” He asked, also standing up.

 

“Better be…” I answered, taking a few steps back.

 

“Take care then Xiaoyu…”

 

“I owe you Hwoarang…”

 

“Don't have to, it's all covered. Besides, I'm in a good mood to save someone anyway.” He said, taking a last sip on his cigar and casting it beside the unconscious rapist. “It'll burn his pants.”

 

We both managed to laugh with his high-scored joke, but still, a sad expression swallowed my face.

 

“I'll see you again.” I simply replied, my steps almost on the visible side of the alleyway.

 

“You bet!” He exclaimed, also taking a few steps back on the opposite side and finally, I'm unable to see him.

 

Jin. The thought of him evaded my mind again. I kept removing him, but everytime I get closer back to the streets, he floods my head! Moreover, I can't take it any longer…I need distraction…

 

Without even thinking anymore, I spotted Hwoarang, about to exit the alleyway from the other side and I started to catch up to him. I ran towards and jumped at him, rounding both my feet in his hips and my hands on his shoulders.

 

“I owe you.” I whispered to him seductively, eventually kissing him on his mouth. And as I expected, he easily gave in, as I twisted my tongue with his. But he quickly pulled away.

 

“Thanks for the taste, but I ain't horny babe.” He smirked, putting me down. Then, he waved me goodbye and left.

 

With a shortly stunned reaction, I got what I wanted. First, I don't even want to have sex with him anyway, I just needed distraction, and an eight second frenchy will do.

 

In a satisfied smirk, I rode a cab back to the mansion…

 

~o~

 

Fuck. We can't find her anywhere…

 

My eyes won't close this time and I can't stop thinking about her. It's been a week since she haven't spoke to me and the rest of my nights were obviously lonely…

 

Damn, I need her so badly…Distraction, that's right.

Shit, I don't have any and my only option is to stop thinking about her…which I helplessly can't.

 

Bored, I opened my door, preparing myself to go down and get some nice refreshing drink. And before I can even get out, I heard a loud closing sound of a door next to mine's.

 

“She's here…” I murmured softly, walking towards Xiaoyu's door.

 

In rage and frustration, I slammed the door open, but with no avail, it was locked. I sighed deeply, realizing anger and concern doesn't work for her. Instead of wandering about in her doorstep, waiting for dawn, I reluctantly went back to my room in relief. Relief that she was back…safe.

 

~o~

 

“He's gone…” I whispered to myself, seeing the shadow beneath my door's crack disappear.

 

I haven't realized that he was looking for me that badly, until Billy told me so before I got up to my room. Shit, I made Jin worried…Hey, I made him worried! He's worried about me! Now, I feel guilty in not opening the door for him earlier. I guess I'm just to embarrassed to thank him for his concern. And damn, I'm so selfish.

 

To quit things on my head, a nice hot bath will do. With nothing on, I dipped myself down on the tub, feeling the cottony bubbles burst itself everytime my flesh hit it. I closed my eyes, relaxing and soothing myself from this night's morbid incidents. That reminds me of that kind guy…Hwoarang. He's hot indeed but not as hot as Ji--. Oh, never mind…

 

~o~

 

In the dojo house, I noticed Xiao parked already first, and it's a miracle because I'm always earlier than her. As always, her mind is occupied by some passing thoughts. And I seized the advantage of looking at her delicious form. God, she looked so cute, and the way she pouted placing her hands on her chin, makes her even more like a feast. Then again, this petite and fidget little bun is slightly a forbidden fruit for now…

 

To put away the silence, I moved closer near her, but she didn't seem to budge. She's still in the same position up to now when I entered here and I wonder why doesn't even notice me. Finally, fed up with her ignoring my presence, I quickly tossed my gloves to make a sound.

 

“Jin…?” She said, jerking her head up in a slight shock.

 

“You haven't seen me for the last three minutes I was here?” I smirked walking near her.

 

“No, I haven't…” She replied, shifting her position and busying herself by fixing her training clothes to ignore me again.

 

Like her, I also disregarded her ill-bred actions and started to stretch my hands up for our sparring. And to my surprise, she looked at me intently…

 

“What is it?” I asked.

 

“…nothing.”

 

“There is something Xiao. Tell me…” I strolled myself down to sit beside her. Expecting her to move away, but she didn't, surprising me again to the least.

 

“Explain to me…everything. I'll listen this time.” She told me, giving me the realization that she was almost teary.

 

~o~

 

I understand now…clearly. Julia and Jin…with their best friend Hwoarang, also the guy that saved me by coincidence…A really complicated relationship indeed…

 

Jin and Hwoarang were best of friends since they were eight because of a connection between both their mothers. Hwoarang has just arrived in Japan from Korea, along with his mother to visit, Jun Kazama, Jin's mom. They stayed at the mansion for almost a month, and when the time came for Hwoarang to go back home, he had already formed a very special bond with Jin, thus decided to live in Japan. His parents allowed him, and so they gave him the best condominium in the Tokyo, along with his nanny.

 

For a year, both of them were already nine years old and Jin went to America for a short vacation trip in just a month; however, Hwoarang decided not to come along. And when Jin came home, a girl joined him. That girl was Julia. He met her in the states while visiting on the natives and it seems that both their mothers also knew eachother quite well. In there, Jin made a silly pact with Julia that they would end up together forever someday, that's why she insisted on bringing her to Japan with him.

 

And for years, Jin, Hwoarang and Julia were the closest of friends ever imagined. Julia was also Jin's girlfriend as well as one of his closest friends. In addition, Jin also revealed to me that by the time they got older and older, both of them had many stunning sexual escapades which `almost' led Julia to be pregnant…

 

By the time Hwoarang's 18th birthday came, he was independent than ever. So Jin decided to give him a surprise along with Julia. But Julia and even the birthday boy said they were `too busy' and so they told Jin to celebrate the birthday by `tomorrow'. Bored, because of his nothing-to-do condition, Jin decided to trash along Hwoarang's house, whether he'd be there or not.

 

The shocking truth was inevitable, when he accidentally barged in Hwoarang's room, seeing his bestfriend along with his girlfriend `busy' fucking eachother inside the covers. In rage, he broke up with Julia and his once bestfriend turned into his worst rival.

 

For a week, Jin heard the news in school that Julia as well as Hwoarang, got back in their respective homelands without even bidding farewell. And the hurt he felt in betrayal got even worse…

 

But a month ago, Julia came back for the tournament. Hwoarang, as far as I know, maybe returned just yesterday… and the thought of me liplocking with him, makes me want to go back in time and erase the moment…

 

How could they betray Jin? And their nerves of returning here in Tokyo pisses me off…

 

Jin. He is so strong…he swallowed it all…the hurt, agony and deceit… but how can he survive all that? Does that mean…

 

~o~

 

“It gave me insomnia for the past few months…until…well, you came Xiao.”

 

I wasn't able to believe what he just said. I don't understand… Is it maybe…Jin, is it really that you…

 

“I was able to sleep, eat and study better now, and I'm always looking forward in seeing you the next day…” He continued.

 

I just observed him getting closer to my side. It was just the two of us in the dojo house, and because of his story, sunset had already past, but we've gotten a nice view of it in the dojo garden…

 

“You see…I love you Xiao…really…”

 

Love? Did he say he loves me? Impossible…I don't know what to say or reason out…But…

 

“I'm obsessed with you.” I blurted accidentally.

 

I cupped my mouth with both hands, shaking my head in disbelief. His eyes widened at my answer and I regretted saying that…

 

“Well, I was obsessed with you too, but it's different…And I'm asking if you love me too…” He said, pulling me closer for a tight embrace.

 

All I can do is to hug him back. And in just a week, I felt like dying without his warmth, his clean manly scent, and his hot breath in my ears, but now…I feel…I feel…revived.

 

“Answer me Xiao.” He urged, tightening his grip of me even more.

 

Xiaoyu…answer him!

 

What? Even my unconscious self is ordering me…What the hell is going on? I'm so confused…

 

“Just tell me.” He urged again, still tightening his embrace, “I'll let go of you…just say the answer.”

 

My eyes brightened in shock and I began to feel nothing…even his hands, my hands on the floor, and our sweats, but my intuition's telling me that I'm about to be squished like a ball.

 

I feel pressure…and it's cracking me…I can't hear anything, my vision is blurred, and I can't feel a thing! No this isn't happening to me again…but the pressure…it's too strong!

 

A force triggers me to answer Jin and once again, I accidentally blurted, “I'm sorry!”

 

Then, with disappointment scarring his face…he released me… and I all I can remember is my back, falling hard on the wooden floor…

 

 

 

~o~

 

 

A/N: Is this a cliffhanger or just a nice blended coffee? Or do you guys need more cream?

 

By the way my school is gonna start on June 8 or something so maybe I'm not gonna be able to concentrate in making this fic as well as my others, but I promise to update when I can alrighty?