Kazuya could not explain it.

He had never felt this way before.

Sure, she was good looking and her presense seemed to consume whatever room she was in (leaving all the men looking speechless, mouthes agape, and all the women throwing her various "I hate you" looks), but why her?

Why, of all the people he had to be attracted to, did it have to be Jun?

Possibly the one woman whose affection he could never get.

Kazuya knew she was too good for him (in both senses) and probably found him absolutely repulsive (even though the world did not know the half of the repulsive and terrible things he had done).

But he could not stop thinking about her.

Damn it! Why did she have to be so gorgeous?

Her dark hair and porcelin skin seemed to almost glow.

How could he, Kazuya Mishima, possibly be so attracted to a woman that he could not help but stare at her whenever he caught sight of her, and had to get photos taken of her so he could look at her when she was not there to be admired in the flesh?

He had to have her, but how?

A woman like her would never be attracted to someone like him, and would probably never go near him if she had the choice, but the thought of taking her by force did not appeal to him. He knew he would if he had to, but he wanted her willingly, not fighting, screaming and scared to death of him. The thought of her face contorted with horror because of him was not what he wanted at all.

So what could he do?

He had seen other men already try to come on to her, but she seemed uninterested in any of them, so why should he fair any better?

Kazuya let out a grunt of frustration.

He had to fall for Jun Kazama.

He thought back to the first time he had seen her.

Well technically it was the second, but the very first time was twenty years ago when they were still children. She was an unusally pretty child and he had felt drawn to her even back then.

But the other first time was almost two weeks ago.

The second King Of Iron Fist tournament was about to begin and the participants were all gathered in the hall. He had walked on stage and began his speech. For some reason he loved the fact that almost everybody was looking at him in awe, hate and fear. He gave his father who was sitting at the back a look of absolute loathing which was returned with just as much hate. He studied the other contestants but stopped immediately when he saw Jun. She was not looking at him in fear or hate, she was simply looking at him as though she found his speech vaguely interesting. He stared at her as he continued his speech and she began to blush making her look extremely embarressed.

But he couldn't help it.

She was stunning.

He finally tore his gaze from hers and left as soon as he was finished with his speech. What was wrong with him? He had spent about five minutes of his speech staring at Jun's deep, dark eyes. There was something about Jun that was so different, and he had to look into those hypnotic eyes.

Kazuya sighed and leaned back in his chair.

She was different.

She was special.

She was going to be his, no matter what it took.

Even if she didn't want him.

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