Tekken Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Soul: Chronicles of her Misery ❯ The truth behind those feelings... ( Chapter 7 )

A/N: Damn school…and shitty taekwondo lessons…keeps me off the track here in FF.net…Thank you by the way to my ever so loyal reviewers…especially to Skylight Angel, SakuraAsAsamiya and Skipter Chic…this chapter is dedicated to them…

 

Knight on the Shadows: Hey dude, I don't really take you're review as a flame but I think you should think before you write. I mean, duh…this is fanfiction, and the author does what he/she wants, either to mutilate the character's life or change the personality etc. In Julia's case, I just want her BAD, got it? I don't care what her fans think because I have my own ideas. They can make Xiaoyu bad too and I don't care. Remember, this is just fiction written by fans to unleash their ideas and free their souls, whereas we really can't in the real world, which makes it sucks. In your case, I was awed since you really had the time reading my long-not-so-good story. I thank you for that anyway…

 

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Shattered Soul

 

 

 

By: Elie

 

 

 

The waters glistened as I laid Xiaoyu's body gently over it. The moment I placed the back of her head on the surface, the water turned into a deep dark red, bit by bit…

 

Thankfully, I removed all her clothes unless I want them soaked too. Her milky skin left me shuddering in hysteria. Although my desires were tempting me, I satiated myself by kissing her cold lips profoundly, tasting the blood coming from the water as it entered the gap between our mouths freely. Letting it go swooped my frustration back. Indeed, if it were not for me, she would not have ended up hitting her head on the floor…And It's my fault…mine…

 

I am guilty, though I knew it was an accident. It is because of her pallid face that seems to haunt me as I watch her float in the still waters, naked. Quivering, I pulled her body up once again, lifting her fainted form and placing it down the tiled floor that rounded the pool.

 

Then, I craned my head to search for something to wrap her nakedness; sad to say, I only found the garments I tore from her earlier.

 

With no more options, I left Xiao for a moment and headed towards a bonsai tree in where half of her clothing hanged. The other half was sitting patiently on the ground near a huge rock of a manmade pond.

 

At first, I hesitantly took the torn clothes, ashamed of myself for not being able to provide her a decent wrapping. Though discontented, I returned to where she laid, veiling her body of what I have brought.

 

Eagerly, I pulled her up again to cradle in my arms. A sudden painful joint knocked my conscience as I saw blood on the tiles, indicating she is still bleeding. I unfixed my cloth-made black belt, wrapping it immediately around her head.

 

Right now, I feel so helpless, as if I cannot do anything right anymore. For this girl is my victim, this girl is also the one I love.

 

Yes, she is cold. The more I grind my body against hers, the more I share her cool temperature.

 

I stared at her face briefly, examining a few scars and bruises she had acquired during some fights and training. That way, I sensed her strong perseverance prying out at the edge of its limits. However, is risking her life for the tournament necessary? Are those goals of hers even worth dying? If so, why can't she just love me? Am I not the man of her dreams? On the other hand, is it because she is afraid of something?

 

She never mentioned being afraid of anything to me. But wait. She must have feared that…the tournament, the prize…Yes, the money, the one she is going to need in order to build her dream…and If I win, it's like ruining it…perishing every bit of it…

 

That's not true! I'm not aiming for the fucking money!

 

“I want glory Xiao! Glory!” I shouted at her sleeping condition furiously, griping her body tightly as ever.

 

Exhausted out of rage, my back fell down the floor, still clasped with Xiao's body on my hands. Her weight landed on my bare stomach, which made me crouch in pain. Once again, I lifted her body, gently rolling it down onto the floor next to me.

 

I got up, rubbing my back, easing the pain that penetrated my insides. Our sweats meekly collided, explaining the humid weather outside. Trails of blood stickled in my forearm and tarnished her clothes. Such a pity…we are in such a vile mess…

 

We got out of the Jacuzzi back to the tiger dojo, her in my arms as usual. I planned our stay over there just for the evening. That is right; no one should know about our whereabouts, if so, I do not know what my grandfather's reaction would be.

 

Thank God, there's a spare couch in the visiting room. Damn, only one person can use it though. Therefore, I laid Xiao's body carefully on it. Then, I hurriedly reached for her bag near the sliding doors.

 

Scanning inside the pouches for her cellphone, an idea struck my head…What if I ask Miharu for help. After all, Xiao told me Miharu would do anything for her…

 

Like a criminal, searching for a way out, I tactlessly sought for Miharu's name in the phonebook. Unfortunately, only names starting with M's here are Mika, Mi-chan, Melissa and Mayumi. Damn it…what could Xiao name Miharu now?!

 

Okay, how about if I try this Mi-chan. The name itself sounds like a mouse. No choice I guess, it starts to ring already…

 

“Gorgeous Miharu on the line!” A cheerful voice greeted me. Oh well, Mi-chan really is Miharu…

 

“Can you do me a favor?” I asked forwardly.

 

“J..Jin?!” I heard her squeal from the other line. “Anything for you!”

 

Then I gave her half the details of what had happened today, that with grace, she wholeheartedly accepted. At last, I felt saved, a quarter the burden passed on to someone. I just hope she's good in pretending to tell my grandfather about the whereabouts of her bestfriend…wisely that is.

 

Before I can even return Xiao's phone back inside the bag, it immediately rang in a loud tune.

 

“Hello?” I answered.

 

“Hey, what if I tell Mr. Mishima that Xiao's having a sleepover here in my house?” It was Miharu again.

 

“Splendid.” I jolted fallaciously, already expecting what she will say.

 

“Great, by the way, can't chat for long right now, got to prepare for another night out, say `hi' to Xiao for me!”

 

“Will do.” I said in my last few words, eventually ending the call by closing the mobile phone shut.

 

I turned back to look at Xiao, who was sleeping soundly on the couch. God, she looks so peaceful, so fragile like a child, an angel and a princess, as if waiting for her prince to kiss her wake. In my own will, I can seize the opportunity right now to strip off her tattered cloths without her knowing, devour her red lips without her approval, and finally, enter the warm spot between her thighs. But, the moment she told me how unsure she was feeling, I just wonder if I lost the taste to do so…

 

 

I want to see the sunset at the tea garden before dusk appears. Be it, I left the dojo house just in a while, my sight traveling along the sun that's almost falling down from the horizon.

 

I sat on a seat nearby a coffee table, my gaze still focusing on the skies slowly turning to gold. With that, I remembered the short times my mother and me would sit here and drink tea, appreciating how beautiful nature is to the fullest.

 

Mother…Jun Kazama…I miss her so much…and her death tore me apart, made me like this, a man with a dark life, omitted from society…

 

Then, there was a light. Though life for us was the same, like me, she wanted release. She may not know it, but for me, she was my refuge, a retreat, comfort, and an ally.

 

We are not meant to be called lovers…She would never consider it that way. For what is inside her mind might be those infantile intuitions that is psychologically filching her beliefs and replacing them with meaningless ones!

 

Bored, I espy the sky darken once more, not long when a drop of water landed on my nose. The drizzle fogs my vision, forcing me to run rigidly back to the dojo house with a drenched body.

 

Shivering from the cold, I crossed my arms in the chest. Slowly, my knees fell first, followed by my drained composure. Also, my eyelids began to close itself willingly, its heaviness not keeping up. Though I have a worn out body, my brain still kept working, picturing images of a lovely Xiaoyu in the dark screen inside my head…

 

~o~

 

Where am I? Why am I here? Who placed me here?

 

My head feels heavy, as if carrying a huge rock. I hesitantly touched the tip, suddenly awestricken by some kind of cloth wrapped around it.

 

“B…bitch!” I grunted in pain, peeling the material off round and round.

 

Finally, I was able to observe the belt like garment. It was black, but you can see how it was soaked in dried blood. In fact, there was too much blood…Wait. Was this…mine?

 

I gaped, while my eyes trembled and darted every object in the room. Specifically, I was in the visiting room in the dojo house, but I have no idea on why I'm even here…

 

Withstanding the slight discomfort that I have, I stood up from the couch with a slur vision aiming at the sliding doors. I reached for a few near objects for guidance, trying my best not to stumble for I was walking in a drunk-like manner.

 

I can see a shadow, just about outside the paper-covered doors. And its figure seemed so familiar…Wait. Is it…Jin?

 

~o~

 

I'm drowsy, but my mind would never cooperate in a rest. I continued to keep my eyes closed, hoping I would ease off to slumber. Estimating that it was already 10 minutes since I have close my eyes, I never expected I would end up waking like a chicken.

 

`Creak'

 

Hearing a wry sound, I craned my neck at the door in my rear. It swung open immediately, revealing the previously languid Xiaoyu, sharing my shocked reaction.

 

“Jin…” She gasped softly, wrapping her arms around the body possessively.

 

“You're okay now?” I said, spryly sitting up.

 

She did not reply, but instead, her eyes stared at mine imploringly. Her disconsolate expression made me divert my gaze from them though.

 

“I'm so sorry…for hurting you Jin…” I heard her murmur gently, making me perk up to look at her again.

 

“No, it's okay.” I replied, slowly crawling towards her, not even thinking much about my actions. “You made a choice…and I respect that.”

 

“But Jin… it's—”Before she can finish utter her sentence, I got nearer and pulled her down instantly.

 

She didn't even fret, but the moment I lifted my head to take a peek at those eyes once more, I saw her having no expression at all. Soon, I closed my eyes in dismay, placing my head down on her stomach. Then, in my surprise, she touched it, brushing my hair tenderly back and fourth.

 

“Are you sleepy Kazama…?”

 

~o~

 

Jin is so warm…and his hair, so plausible and well maintained. “Get some rest then…” I murmured to him.

 

He tilted his head up again to look at me, but I did not stare back. In a short while, I felt his hand move up to my right shoulder. And damn, it's giving me those eerie sensations again…

 

I felt the weight on my belly grew light as he lifted his head along with the rest of his body and climbed on top of me. His eyes growing deep within his movements. Well, I'm sure he is going to fuck me again…that'll prove his respect…which is not enough…but no, I want this…I want to feel him inside me again after all those year-like weeks without sex.

 

In anticipation, I yanked my left leg to push him up and meet my face. At last, our faces reached eachother; his bangs teasingly tickled my nose. “Are you going to—?”

 

I was cut off as he voraciously gorged my mouth with his own. And my hands tried to block his from pulling down my tattered trousers, but with no avail, he almost tore it to threads, which made me notice I have nothing underneath. “Yes Xiao, I will.” he said huskily between breaths.

 

“A…ah…” I emitted in bliss, the opening of my mouth exposed as his hard-on landed on the surface of my wet clit. `No.'

 

I can't do this…I don't love him… However… this ecstasy is giving me a world…a world of euphoria…and it's drowning me…I want him so badly anyway. Oh Kazama, fuck me already!

 

Impatient, I stared at his hazel eyes in anxiety. And to my astonishment, he promptly understood what I was evincing, stroking his cock with rhythm. “Forgive me Xiao, I can't stop myself…”

 

I slipped my legs under his, kicking my torso aside. Also annoyed with his pants, I clasped my feet together and pulled it down too. Then, I giggled, “Whatever Kazama…get on with it, or else…ah!” I suddenly screamed as his member almost tripped inside my hole.

 

Still, he didn't enter me yet, but he gave me pleasure by his means of tracing the sides of my anticipating pussy. “Or else what?” he hissed, kissing my lips greedily, sometimes slipping because of the fast pace and landing on my cheeks.

 

“Or else…I won't lose it…” I said to him hoarsely.

 

Hearing my threat, I felt him stiffen and sigh. The reaction he's giving me was quite amusing. He looked so pressured.

 

“Okay, just stop being hasty.” He growled hotly in my nape as he aligned himself perfectly on top of me. Finally, he let his manhood slip inside my not-anymore-virgin-clit. Fully and deeply…

 

I started moaning aloud by attaching my legs on top of his back, very careful enough not to lose his seductive rhythm. His sweat dripping intensely down my stomach while I got handfuls of his hair.

 

“It's this… the best…you can do to take me in heaven…Jin Kazama?” I asked between gasps, clutching my legs firmer on his hips as both of us kept moving up and down.

 

“N..no.” He grunted out of quivering, making me tell he was about cum. But no, I still won't let him…

 

“Then harder!” I conducted madly, gaining possession of his lips again and suckling it further. Then I let go to shout, “Faster Kazama!”

 

I saw his eyes snapped open, moving its gaze down our heated places. “For your pleasure…” He sighed as he was used to my complaining all the time.

 

He removed his cock from my unsatisfied cunt, which made me startled. But I notice him grin viciously from under his bangs, slowly lifting his head to look at something from above. “This is getting weird all the time…”

 

“You're the one who's making it weird.” I spat back, noticing my hands still attached at the back of his neck.

 

“We're both making it weird.” He replied with a tone of laughter, taking his hand from my hip and running it through his hair. “I've longed for this…” He stared down at me again, putting his hand back in place on my hip. I smiled contently while waiting for his lips to near on mine once again as he leaned downward. “I don't care if we're competing for something…I just want you.” He told me again, our lips meeting, and his tongue making its way down my throat, as if savoring all of me.

 

I don't understand what the hell he's talking about though. The only thing important for me right now is for Jin to satisfy my libidinous craving for his hardness to pummel me thoroughly.

 

He didn't disappoint me by shifting my legs from his hips and parting them widely as ever. At last, he plunged inside my wet pussy, hardly and much fuller, which made me moan in delight. I can see his lips parting in exhilaration as he began to thrust deeply in full speed while I clung to him for further support.

 

Both our bodies were shuddering and pleading for a much more pleasing sexual satisfaction. The orgasm wasn't enough at the moment, so I pushed upward while he lowered himself more. Harder…faster…deeper…yes…!

 

Jin was the first to slump in exhaustion, spurting his seed inside my cunt which made me arch in ravishment. I got hold of him as soon as he fell. He was also drained like me. And so, I licked his lips once more before shoving him beside the floor.

 

Quivering, I turned to Jin who already drowsed off to sleep. I was up to another round at any minute, but seeing him fall asleep like that, satiated my vigorous wishes.

 

“Oh Jin, why can't I just love you…? What's hindering me…?” I whispered softly in his ears, knitting it with my teeth and kissing the outside of his earlobes gently.

 

I buried myself deeper in his sweaty chest, closing my eyes while his breathing made it move up and down in rhythm. I fastened myself on his body, my other leg placed on his stomach. Both of us cradled eachother's naked stature, and not long, I felt my eyelids collapsing…

 

~o~

 

“So how was last night's honeymoon?” Miharu asked which made me shot her a stern look. “What?”

 

“Stop it Mi-chan…I'm not in the joke mood.” I sighed.

 

“Huh? Well, you're always not in the joke mood! Mhfgjrrzzz…”She grumbled, her hands waving up and down at me in an annoying manner.

 

“Whatever…I'm just to idle for today…” I slapped her hands away from my face and continued walking.

 

“Oww…” She whimpered, making me smirk while she followed next to me.

 

The trip to school was silent for a while, but when both of us reached the gate, I heard Miharu gasp from behind. I stared at her gaping mouth, wondering whom she's targeting again. Because when you see the I'm-in-love-look-of-Miharu, your eyebrows are sure to meet in one place…

 

“Oh shit, that's my dream boy!” She squealed, shaking my shoulders non-stop.

 

Restraining Miharu, I craned my head to look out to whom she meant. “Where?”

 

“Over there, silly!” She cupped my chin, making my eyes dart towards the parking lot of the school. “Just check out his sexy motorcycle!”

 

Motorcycle? There are a lot of bikes in the area…How can I find that new dreamboy of hers now?

 

“I don't see anyone!” I whined, pulling my face from her grasp and sighed, “Let's get inside Miharu…you're a hopeless romantic.”

 

“No, no, no! Look at that guy with a blue helmet marked with flames, who's just about to hop off his ride!”

 

“Whatever…”

 

“Ling Xiaoyu, just look at that parking lot spot thingy again! For me…” Damn it, she's giving me a puppy pout again!

 

“F…fine…” I gave in. “But just this once!”

 

Slowly, I retrieved my gaze back to the parking lot and examined every vehicle which my eyes encountered. It was somewhat hard because there are still a whole lot of students chilling out at the area and it seems that Miharu might be pointing at a person who's one of some cliques and stuff. However, my focus redirected what she described earlier. A guy with a blue helmet marked with flames…yes! I see him!

 

“So, it's that one?” I asked.

 

“Uh-huh!”

 

“You don't even know if he's got the looks or what!”

 

“Give me a break Ling. Look at the fit of his uniform…it indicates that his body is almost a decimal from Jin Kazama's!” Miharu drooled, and then I gave her a disgusted look. “What? Just dreamin'!”

 

“Let's go inside now Mi-chan, or else we'll be late…” I walked ahead of her, but she me pulled again. “Hey, we're going to be late!”

 

“Look…” After she cupped my chin and darted my focus at her new dreamboy again, I almost dropped my bag in astonishment. The guy was patiently removing his helmet, pulling some joints of belt under his chin, and after a few struggle, he placed the thing right on his motorcycle seat, revealing an auburn, almost shoulder like hair of his…

Well, the man looks so familiar…so familiar, as if I met him before…Wait! Could he be…Hwoarang?!

 

 

 

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A/N: It's hard making a sex scene in a character's POV ya know…Please Read and Review to expect a new chapter coming…and I wan't to know how you guys loved the sex thingy…

 

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