AN/: Hi! Writer-san is back! (I like being called writer-san since I started RPing)

Sorry if I went hiatus for a while. While making this one, we are on our way to our final exams for Psychology. I don't know if I have to be excited about it. So, I know I didn't promise you guys a sequel, right? Did I? Well, I don't remember (shot writer). But, one of the reviewers already has an idea about it xD so she knew that THERE is going to BE a sequel of "The time I protect you".

There's no backing out, is there? Hehehe!

I'm so happy to make a sequel out of this. I can't believe I will be making one xD

So I might go OOC…gomenasai ==" but please do support me since this is JUST the intro and no throwing of fires ok?

HERE IS THE 1ST CHAPTER. ¡adiós, que lo paséis bien!

Chapter 1: Morning call.

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Have you ever thought about waking up in the morning, with the one that you love the most?

Have you ever thought waking up in the morning forgetting all of your problems?

Have you ever thought that you will reach your dream that was once impossible for you?

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He never thought he would.

Warm pillows and covers still have him asleep. He ignored the alarm clock annoyingly waking him up over and over again. It must be fatigue that had him asleep for the whole day. The sun rose awhile ago, and he is still asleep. He sleeps soundly and peacefully, without anyone that is interrupting his own dreams.

Curtains were being blown by the wind from the outside, hearing the birds that are flying past.

Suddenly, a gentle pat on his face was enough to wake him up. He hummed in his sleep, not opening his eyes neither even saying a word. He thought he was hugging her, but the softness of the pillow and early realization had him think that she is no longer beside him. The patting kept on going, with a soft voice that is calling his name over and over again. He liked the way she say him name; the sound of her voice that he would never get tired off.

"Jin? Wake up…"

"Hnn…"

His face was still dug on the pillow he is hugging. His fringes swept in different directions and entangled from the way he moved in bed. Feeling the pat on his cheek, he slightly opened his chestnut eyes to her.

"Come on honey, it's late…" Although blurry, he could see her grin at him softly.

He hummed again and playfully dug his face more to the pillow.

"It's still early…" he hummed softly under the pillow and turned his body to the other side of the bed. He could hear her pout, and then felt her weight over his back, her warm breath on his back neck made him shudder a little.

"Jin, if you are not gonna wake up, who is going to eat my omelets and pancakes?" she pouted again. Hearing this, he smirked a little and turned around to see her; she situated her body over his body and her face merely close to his. By the time he turned around, he wrapped his hands around her waist and smiled a little.

It felt so good seeing her first thing in the morning.

"Omelets?" he said in a low hoarse voice, viewing her face shadowed over his face. Her grin grew wide as she swept his fringes to take a better view of his face.

"Yhup." She said while piercing her lips together. "I cooked omelets and pancakes, because you came home yesterday all tired. So I decided to make it special."

Jin grinned widely, showing his teeth, sliding his forefinger to her flawless cheek down to her chin.

"Xiao, whatever you do for me, it's already special." He then pulled her head towards his and gave her a kiss, still having her in his arms. Giggling, he playfully turned his body around making her rested at the bed and him over her, still kissing her.

They have been through many obstacles in their life, and now they finally reached to the point where they both longed for.

From this day, they are already 1 year married, and 1 or more years had passed since the incident, but it felt like decades ago that they slightly forgotten what had happened back then. Their marriage was a success, and everybody that they invited appeared at the wedding.

Surprisingly, Hwoarang was Jin's best man. Jin would really want to hesitate at first, but due to Xiaoyu's strong request, he accepted him to be his best man for the wedding. Hwoarang was jaw dropped after hearing from Asuka his role for the wedding—and his role as a godfather if possible. Asuka had told Xiaoyu how Hwoarang reacted that time—how he punch the punching bag so hard that he made a big hole in it, resulting the sand pour down to the floor.

Hwoarang would want to hesitate too, but he can't because one: Xiaoyu is hard to resist; and two: Lili looked great in her dress that time. While at the wedding, Jin heard him mumble while looking at Lili as she walked to the isle. She 'looked like an angel', making Jin chuckle a little in the middle of the wedding.

Uncomfortable, Asuka took the risk 'for her friend's sake' to wear a gown, and stayed like that even after the reception. She disliked wearing a gown, a long gown, and she couldn't even move a little at her dress. She tripped many times, good thing one time, Hwoarang caught her before she could hit the floor. Nina helped organizing the event, for 'it was her duty as his bodyguard and assistant' to help with the wedding.

But the good news is that Lars didn't get to drink so many alcohols that time, for Jin had programmed Alisa to help prevent Lars from drinking. The cake was tall with a figurine at the top of it. Unexpectedly, Xiao went to draw a white cream over Jin's face; in revenge, he did the same and it started a whole cake fight. It was the first time that Jin had laughed so hard that time, seeing everyone with cake cream over their faces, and returning to their homes like that.

Too bad those 3 young executives didn't go to the wedding.

He hasn't seen them for over a year and no news as well.

How are they doing now anyway?

"Oh yeah, somebody called earlier looking for you."

Jin stopped kissing her neck and cuddling her, and went to pull away and view her face. His eyes softened as he kept on brushing her hair with his fingers. Xiaoyu could only move her arms, since his weight is over hers.

"From Zaibatsu?"

"Hm, not exactly." She whispered and went to rub his chest. "It was Lars."

"Lars?" He tilted his head as he stared below her and furrowed his eyebrows in curiousness. "Why?"

"Well, he didn't tell me exactly, but he wants to speak to you privately over the phone."

He scoffed a breath and leaned his head closer to her, and said in a whisper.

"He could wait…" then a giggle escaped from his smile as he bent down and went to kiss her again. Gapping her mouth slightly, Jin's tongue went to maneuver inside her mouth. The kiss went hungrier making Xiaoyu slide her hand under his polo, rubbing his back, and the other ruffling his hair, pulling him closer. Jin's hips went to move against hers as his hands went under her shirt. Feeling her cold hand on his bare back, he kissed her even hungrier, moaning slightly, and kept on travelling his hands over her body.

Jin went down and licked her neck, making her shudder a little, gripping his hair while moaning. As they continued…

…the phone rang.

Riiiiiing! Riiiiiing!

Jin stopped and Xiaoyu opened her eyes, as they heard the phone at the bedside ringing continuously. Xiaoyu chuckled when she heard Jin dig his face and groaned over her shoulder, making a deep sigh. She whispered to his ears.

"You…need to get that."

Jin groaned even more in misery; at the fact the phone call interrupted the greatest part. He still had his face hidden on her shoulders, at the pillow at her head. He doesn't want to get up, now that he is on top of her.

"Jin…"

"Hnnnnn…." He kept on groaning. "They will have to wait."

"Honey, it might be Lars…"

"I don't care…he's interrupting my mood…"

Xiaoyu sighed, hearing her husband talk like a kid. The phone still rang and rang.

"Aren't you…gonna get that?"

With a final sigh, he pulled away slightly, enough to view her face. He frowned slightly at her contented smiling face. He knew that he HAS to get that phone call, in the middle of THIS kind of situation. He has no other choice.

"Haa…" he sighed. "Alright, I'll get the damn phone call."

Xiaoyu chuckled and gave him a smack by the lips. "That's my good boy." She giggled.

Grudgingly, he tossed his body to the other side of the bed, giving Xiaoyu enough space to sit up from the bed. Xiaoyu stood up and fixed her ruffled shirt and shorts, seeing Jin lying flatly and lazily on the bed. His hand was moving, reaching for the phone.

"Come down to the kitchen if you're done, ok?" called Xiaoyu at the door. Seeing her petite body, he waved and made thumbs up as a reply. Once she left and closed the door, he went to answer the phone call.

A deep voice went to greet him.

"Good morning sunshine." A slight cackle made Jin groan. "Having a nice dream, Alice?"

"Hn…Alice?" he asked at the phone. "You got the wrong number."

"I meant, Alice in Wonderland."

"Hwoarang, if you don't have anything to do but interrupt people's businesses, then save it."

"OH! So Kazama is having a nice cuddly time with his wife huh?" then Hwoarang whispered over the phone. "When are you going to decide to have se—?"

"Once that you stopped calling and interrupting my mood, we will…" Jin said in a huge tone, as he went to groan and massaged his temple.

"Well, that's the spirit." A huge laugh went out from Hwoarang. "Oh yeah! Happy anniversary to both of you."

"Wow…" said Jin as he opened his eyes. "…this will be the first time I will hear you greet me."

"Be thankful I greeted you and remembered your anniversary, you idiot." Hwoarang sighed over the phone. "But before such, someone is here to talk to you."

The conversation was cut off when somebody took the phone. The voice changed and the way the person talked was different from Hwoarang's.

"It's been awhile…"

"Hn…and I thought Hwoarang is the only one that has the guts to disturb us." He slightly chuckled.

"Come on Jin, you are making us look bad. Besides, we didn't really interrupt you, did we?"

Jin sat up from his bed. "Lars. We. Were. THIS. CLOSE!"

A loud laugh has escaped from the speaker of the phone. Hearing this, Jin sighed and scratched his nape. He yawned lazily before hindering the OMINOUS laugh.

"I sure hope that you have enough reason to call…" He looked at the clock; 9:48 am. "…this late?"

With final chuckles, Lars tried his best to talk to him normally. "W-Well…Haha! Well, yes. I do have. But first, could I greet my only nephew a Happy Anniversary?"

Jin smirked slightly as he bent his head down. He almost forgot he is the only family Lars could hold on to at this time. "I guess…you could."

"Happy Anniversary, Jin."

"Thank you."

Lars hummed in amusement after hearing Jin thank him.

"I guess we could talk other time Jin…"

Jin raised one eyebrow in confusion, hearing Lars saying that out from the blue.

"Lars…let me make myself clear." He said. "You called after I woke up, had Hwoarang annoy me so early, and interrupted me and Xiao during our….our…our sweet situation. Now you are hanging up on me?"

"Nah…I just thought that this news might just change your mood. After all, it's your anniversary today. I can't wreck such good celebration…especially you with Xiaoyu." He paused for a moment to inhale. "I don't want to be a party pooper you know?"

Jin looked around while the phone was on his ear. He viewed the garden outside the balcony; the air passed through his hair, making his fringes sweep sideways. It felt so good to have such good breeze in the morning. He smiled and scoffed at the phone.

"I understand." He said quietly at the phone. "But by the sound of your voice just now…makes me think it's really something important."

"Hahahaha! You really know me well, Jin Kazama." Lars kept on chuckling on the phone. "Ok then. I'll see the day you want me to talk about it."

"Sure. I'll call you immediately."

"Or…" as Lars said teasingly. "…I might as well, INTERRUPT you again and Xiaoyu."

Jin groaned and his face went red. "Shut up."

They both hanged up their phone before settling each other's businesses. Jin didn't asked Lars where he is or why was he with Hwoarang. The two got a long awhile ago, and he doesn't even know why. Sometimes he thinks that the two of them might as well prepare a prank for him…if Lars is in alliance to Hwoarang's crazy mind.

That's just too highschool for him. He's 23 now, married, and still the King of Iron Fist.

When will he be a father?

He decided it was time to finally go downstairs and meet her loving wife to the kitchen. By such late time, he will be having breakfast. He has been busy after the wedding, but it never became a barricade to spend some time for Xiaoyu. Every day, he makes sure that he will give her his most attention to give her affection.

He stepped one by one until he had finally reached the floor. He looked around the wide mansion; everything was clean and he could almost see his reflection on the tiles. He walked to the kitchen, and finally spotted the petite woman who was preparing the table. A soldier was standing by the entrance. It was about to call Xiaoyu to know his presence but Jin halted him to give Xiao a surprise. The soldier nodded and left as to order.

Xiaoyu was moving from one place to another, and yet she didn't know Jin was approaching her from behind; reason to be surprised when Jin hugged her and wrapped his hands over her slim waist. She shrieked a little, and slowly glanced at the tall man behind her, giggling and kissing her neck. She smiled and kissed him.

"I forgot to say goodmorning." Jin told as he whispered to her.

"So…this is YOUR way of saying goodmorning, huh?" she giggled, as he giggled back.

"Nah. Let's say, this is my way…of surprising you."

"YOU did surprised me Jin." Xiaoyu laughed. She started to walk around but Jin wasn't letting her go. "Jin, what exactly are you doing?" she said as she noticed him walking with her while embracing her.

"Hm." He hummed to her neck with his eyes closed. "I'm hungry."

"Oh Jin…" she scoffed to hear him whine a little.

Everyday seems to be like the happiest day of his life.

WHAT more if they had a child…if possible?

…..

Lars hid his phone under his pocket as he went to glare back to Hwoarang, who was having a nice coffee at one table. He started to walk and sat beside him to sip his coffee.

Hwoarang popped one eye to him as he watched him in the middle of the smoking coffee.

"Quarter to 10 am in the morning, having coffee here at a café this late, with such an annoying guy named Lars Alexandersson; like what's on your mind?" he said as he raised one eyebrow to him.

"Why? Didn't you have coffee with a guy like me yet?"

Hwoarang scoffed in annoyance as he went to sip his coffee before answering.

"It's just too gay."

Lars chuckled then went to place his coffee on a small plate. He went to interlace his hands as he rested his elbows on the table. His eyes set on nowhere thinking deeply, as he breathed at his hands that were in contact of his nose. He then closed his eyes.

"Hwoarang, we are not gay, so stop it."

"Hearing you say that makes me think we are…" he said as he took another sip of his coffee. "Besides, taking coffee break here at a place like—a café—feels so weird. Only fancy girls like Lili go here."

"Uh-huh, and you are with her right?" he smirked.

"Hey! If you think I'm gayer than you, then you're wrong men!" He frowned as he glared to the coffee back, with a tint of red cheeks appearing. "I just…can't hesitate…with her invitation…" he murmured.

Lars frowned and glared to Hwoarang at the corner of his eyes. Hwoarang made the same expression as he is.

"Lars, I know that's not what on your mind today." He sighed. "Do you really have to worry like that?"

Lars then rested his back at the chair behind him. "It's been almost a year, and we haven't heard of them yet."

"And so?" he cackled as he placed his coffee on the table. "It only means that they are dormant! There is nothing to be worried about!"

"But even so, we should be aware of the possibilities." Lars crossed his legs as he crossed his arms too. "We should be ready beforehand anything happens."

"Yeah yeah, you're the one good at it anyway."

It's been almost a year that they haven't heard about the G-Corporation; their activities in particular. Even the 2 persons behind of it all, they were quiescent. He wasn't even sure if Kazuya is alive or not. But if he is, he might just be there, waiting for the right moment to act, without warning. His eyes might be everywhere, and its bothering Lars. He and Jin had worked out the possibilities, but Lars is the one worried the most.

But why should he be worried?

Is it because he's really worried…or is he scared?

The situation is a lot better now. Mishima Zaibatsu had made a huge public apology after all the ruckus they have made last time. Mishima Zaibatsu and Yggdrasil however are having an accord…at some fields. If the situation has been shaken again, they might as well go back to the start, and he doesn't want that.

"So…what time is the party?"

"Hm?" Lars finally woke up from his deep thoughts. He slightly stretched from his chair. "You coming?"

"Heck yes I am! Its Xiaoyu's anniversary idiot! I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Haa…" Lars sighed. "Is it really appropriate for those kind of celebrations to have a party?"

Hwoarang smirked slowly, followed by a grin and slackened eyes. He hit Lars slightly by his side to tease him.

"Once you get married, you'll understand."

"Will you shut up!?"

"Oh look at yourself, you're red as an apple already!" then he whispered. "Is there anyone you want to marry, huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh?"

Lars turned away with an annoyed look and frowning face, as his redden feature continued while his eyebrows are twitching.

"It's…n-none of your business!" then he turned to him. "Will you please stop asking those kinds of questions? Totally immature."

"Che…" Hwoarang went to sip his coffee one more time. "…just admit it; YOU'RE OLD."

"I'm only 29."

"Going 30."

"It's still young."

"It might be, but you're too late to say that already old man."

"What did you just call me?"

"And hearing impaired as well. Old men are really—OW!" Hwoarang stopped talking when he felt Lars kick his knee under the table. He frowned at him with a death glare. "Immature…huh?"

Lars sighed as he smudged his nose bridge in stress. "Could you just finish that damn coffee so that we'll be ready?"

Still massaging the hurt knee, he glanced to Lars. "Pfft. Yeah right. Where the hell are we going anyway?"

"Hm…meeting an old friend." He smiled as he looked up the sky. "Tojo and I onced met him a long time ago."

"Tojo?" Hwoarang raised an eyebrow. "Then what does that MAN have to do with what we are going to do today?"

Lars inhaled deeply and stood up. "Information, Hwoarang. I need information from him."

"Care to explain WHY am I with you?"

Lars looked down on him as he put his hands on his hips. "I just need somebody to have coffee with."

Annoyed, he put the cup down and furrowed his eyebrows. "I knew it. This is way too gay…and SUCH a waste of time."

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