Tekken Fan Fiction ❯ The complication of a kiss ❯ Are you kidding me? ( Chapter 5 )

Walking the school halls alone; Xiaoyu felt uneasy, like someone was watching her. But every time she turned there was no one there. Finally deciding it was just her; she dropped all the uneasy feelings and began to proceed on her way, when she heard it; “Hello Xiaoyu.” Knowing the voice well, while shaking her head slightly from the chills this voice caused. Not wanting to turn around, wondering where in the world is Jin when she needed him? But strangely turned on by the mere thought of Jin.

“Is there something I can do for you… Hwoarang?” He clapped sarcastically “And she remembers my name… bravo Xiaoyu!” Trying hard to ignore him; Xiaoyu shook her head, ended her adventure and focused on finding Jin. Unfortunately for her, Hwoarang followed; “Huh… your butt isn’t as tight as it use to be. Ahhh… I see you you’ve been fucked!” Xiaoyu knew she could handle her own with most guys; but Hwoarang was a challenge for Jin, and she wasn’t going to be a challenge. Dropping her books she began running down the hall; ‘There’s the door… just need to make it to the door!’

But it was too late; feeling herself on the ground with Hwoarang whispering something in her ear. With his hand around her mouth he helped her to her feet; Xiaoyu attempted to kick and punch, but it was useless, he overpowered her without issue. “Now listen Xiaoyu, you do what I say, and you’ll live to fuck Jin again… okay” Hwoarang said “Now we’re leaving school and we’re going for a little ride!” Pushing their way thru the school door; her eyes widen seeing a car waiting to take them. Walking fast to the car; someone opened the door, jumped out and Hwoarang pushed her into the back seat.

Jin’s POV

‘Where is Xiaoyu’ Jin wondered. He been in the mood to see her, and maybe see her in a private place. They would sometimes play hide and seek thru out the school; always ending in a find with a quickie in some broom closet. But he’d almost walked the whole school and there was no trace of her at all; she was never this hard to find, especially because she wanted to be found. Opening the door to the last hall and their favorite janitor’s closet; he stepped on it. Hearing and feeling something out of the ordinary, his attention was taken toward the ground. His first thought of who left this area looking in this manner; he bent down to look and noticing these were Xiaoyu’s books. ‘Why would Xiaoyu’s books be on the ground; she was messy, but this was close to disrespectful.’ Standing up, he walked toward the closet; turning the handle realizing it was locked; Xiaoyu wasn’t in there. The bell rang signaling the end of lunch; Jin picked up Xiaoyu’s book and walked to class.

When school ended Xiaoyu was still nowhere to be found; she didn’t arrive for the daily ride home. At this point Jin begun to get mad; arriving at the mansion, he stomped his way to her bedroom. Knocking on the door while calling her name; he wanted to know what the problem was.

Well in the middle of knocking; the butler called “Master Kazama....” Jin looked at him; “What!” The butler bowed and said “This came for you this afternoon.” Bowing again the butler handed him an envelope; Jin looked at it suspicious before finally taking the envelope. Forgetting what he was doing to Xiaoyu’s door; he looked at the plain white envelope bearing only his name, Jin Kazama.

Walking to his bedroom, Jin finally opened the envelope. There was a single picture of Xiaoyu lying on the ground, and what he assumed was, her lying unconscious. Her eyes covered and mouth gagged and still in her school uniform. Making a fist and rolling his eyes; standing to his feet and walking out of the bedroom and out of the mansion, he knew who did this!

Taking a car; Jin drove from the mansion, heading toward a place where he knew Hwoarang would be; driving fast with such certainty on his mind. Finally arriving at the place; an old abounded office building 3 stories tall. Parking nonchalantly in front on the street; Jin turned off the car, stepped out and closed the door. Clicking on the alarm, he placed the keys in his pocket and walked toward entrance. He knew people were watching from the boarded windows; he wanted them to know he wasn’t seeing this as anything other than another sparing match.

Opening the door his senses were on high; checking to his left and right seeing no one. Not sure where in this place Xiaoyu would be; and rolling his eyes at all of the rooms in the building. Not only did Hwoarang steal Xiaoyu, he had to hang in a place with lots of rooms. Glancing up, assuming Hwoarang would be at the top and that’s where Xiaoyu would be as well.

Xiaoyu POV

Waking up, attempting to touch her aching head; her mind remembered where she was when she realized her hands were tied. Suddenly feeling someone’s weight on her; her eyes moved so she could see who it was. A man with brown hair and brown eyes looked down at her; “You’re sure pretty!” He glanced behind himself, as if he was checking if someone was coming. Her eyes widen when moved her to be lying on her back; she attempted to kick him, but her legs were tied together. Shaking her head yelling from behind the handkerchief in her mouth; her mind ran crazy, but only on trying to keep what she knew was next from happening.

Never in this whole ordeal did she think Hwoarang voice would be so welcomed; “What are you doing” he yelled at the guy. The guy got off Xiaoyu and faced Hwoarang; being backed into a side of the room that Xiaoyu could see, she could only hear the guy begging for forgiveness. Next thing she heard was nothing; the begging stopped and a body hit the ground. Closing her eyes knowing someone is dead; she was breathing hard on the verge on crying or dying. Hwoarang came around in her view; he touched her face softly “Are you okay Xiaoyu?” She didn’t know what to do or say; ‘No I’m not okay, but you aren’t going to make it better!’ He sat her up and said “I’m sorry Xiaoyu; he won’t be bothering anyone for a long time.

Xiaoyu looked away in disgust of what he just said; Hwoarang killed that guy and he had no regrets or remorse. This disgusted her beyond belief; although he was going to do something unspeakable to her, she didn’t want him dead… he didn’t succeed or anything. Hwoarang sat across from her; “You know I’m not doing this because you’re with Jin.” Looking at him wanting to hear what he had to say; “It’s Jin I want… I mean it’s not that I didn’t like you or anything. I did… I liked you a lot… and I always knew you lived with him. I had a pretty good idea Jin held something for you; do you want to know who I met Jin?” Hoping that she showed no expression on her face as he continued; “I was out hustling one day; and he showed up. Wanting to challenge me; I never said no to anyone with money. I don’t even know how long we fought…” Hwoarang shook his head “But it was a draw! A stupid ass draw! I swore I’d get even and back at him….” He stood up and kicked the chair he once sat in; Xiaoyu could see he was really upset about this. He bent in front of her, moving his left hand wanting to touch her face; Xiaoyu turned to the side, he was awful! “Don’t worry Xiaoyu” Hwoarang said “I won’t hurt you.” His fingertips touched her face and she pulled away; “Than you came along Xiaoyu… innocent and beautiful… I knew Jin had fallen for you. I’d seen him many times watching you when you and Miharu were with me at the mall. You were his weakness and the way to force him to fight me; since that draw, Jin didn’t care to fight me again. But I wouldn’t let it go!”

These things made Xiaoyu wonder; these are things Jin never talked about and most likely didn’t care about. So why did it matter so much to Hwoarang? And he saw Jin watching her with him; when? Xiaoyu never saw Jin once. Does this mean he watched her walk home all those times? What else did he see her do? But her thoughts would have to wait; Hwoarang began talking again.

“That day I went to your school… I’d already known you had something for Jin” Hwoarang began before freeing her mouth. Xiaoyu just looked at him; “I knew you were using me… but I couldn’t help but wish that you were really thinking of me when we were together.” Xiaoyu felt really bad; “But I got over that” Hwoarang said “Than I went to focus on my goal… getting back at Jin!” “Why” Xiaoyu asked “Who cares if something was a draw? What do I have to do with this?”

Hwoarang smiled at her; “I needed something to force him to fight… and you are that something. Right now as we speak Jin is on level 2; slowly making his way to us. He’s here to save you!” Xiaoyu spit toward him; “You’re dirt Hwoarang!” He looked down and shook his head slowly; “Why can’t you understand; I have to be declared the winner… every time!” “But this” Xiaoyu asked “This is stupid and unnecessary… fighting can’t be the only thing you wanted to accomplish with this?” He chuckled to himself; “Why can’t it be Xiaoyu?” “Because no one, even someone as stupid as you would go thru this much work to get a rematch…!” The conversation was cut short, when the door flew open; Hwoarang and Xiaoyu attention ran toward the door.

Hwoarang didn’t realize Jin would be there so early. “Jin” Xiaoyu yelled; Hwoarang gave her a look and she shut up. Hwoarang faced Jin and said “You got here quick.” “So what’s this about” Jin asked? “”I want a rematch” Hwoarang said. Jin rolled his eyes; “Give me a break… okay let’s get this over with.” Hwoarang ran toward Jin and they began fighting; Xiaoyu watched them, while trying to figure out everything. This couldn’t only be it, a rematch she did all this suffering for a rematch? Was Hwoarang really that stupid? Looking at both of them; seeing how they both enjoyed fighting each other, made her rethink the whole notion of he could be that stupid.

After sometime the fight wasn’t ending; finally they both just stopped fighting. “Another draw” Xiaoyu whispered to herself “Figures.” Jin walked over to Xiaoyu, kneeling to untie her ankles. “That’s it” she asked? He flashed a breath taking smile; “Yeah that’s it….” Leaning down as Jin untied her hands; Xiaoyu wanted to slap him. He knew about this, he knew all Hwoarang wanted was a rematch. The whole kidnapping thing was for a rematch; this made her mad!

“Don’t be mad Xiaoyu” Jin said “Sometimes….” She looked at both of them smiling; walking over to Hwoarang she kicked him in the face and he fell. Jin started laughing; she stood in front of Jin and kicked his leg. “Xiaoyu” he said; “Don’t even!”

Jin laughed as he followed Xiaoyu out of the door; Xiaoyu looked around and said “I can’t believe it!” “What were you expecting… dead bodies” Jin asked? Looking at him, he backed away; chuckling a loud “Come on Xiaoyu!” He placed his hand on her shoulders and she shrugged them off; but his touch still did tingly things to her… even if she didn’t want it.

They walked out of the buildings front door; Jin unlocked the car and opened the door for Xiaoyu. She looked at him and shook her head; he smiled and glanced away. Sitting in the car still upset; he finally opened his door and got in; starting the car they drove off. “Shall I visit you tonight…” Jin asked? She gave him a smirk and shook her head.