The only things that I have to say are:

1) No own, no sue. K? K.

2) There are "spoilers", so to say, of Asuka's ending movie in T5.

Now that that's over, read away.

Main characters are, of course, Jin and Asuka.

(((((A Desolate Plain)))))

Asuka stood back in her fighting stance, watching the dust that was once Jinpachi Mishima drift away in the wind. As that happened, the wind slowed to a gentle whisper. The thunder in the background during their match was gone. The clouds started to give way to clear blue sky. It seemed that the danger was gone.

Asuka relaxed. She was safe. And so was that guy... Asuka gasped. She looked over to find the young man that had been tossed to the side so easily by the demon. She ran over to him, noticing that his wings and horns were now gone. She grabbed his shoulders and dragged him upright.

"Hey! Are you okay? Please wake up! Oh, and I probably wouldn't get a good signal out here. Which reminds me, I forgot my cell. And I don't see any buses or cars..."

Asuka kept going, trying to wake the young man and frantically look for help. As she held the man, a slight light started glowing where her hand touched his skin. The tattoos on his skin faded away. He slowly opened his eyes. Asuka looked down.

"This place!"

The man quickly tried to stand, but slipped. He fell forward onto Asuka, face landing right on her chest...

There was a long pause between the two. A rock fell to the broken ground from an incline. Jin slowly stood back up. He looked around.

"What was I doing? What's going on?"

Asuka glared. She stood.

"Don't play dumb with me! You pervert!"

She curled her hand into a fist, pulled back, and let it fly.

WHAM!

Jin flew back into a wall that had been forced up by Jinpachi.

"I give up!" Asuka yelled as she stormed away.

Jin looked at her.

"What did I do wrong?" A rock fell on his head, forced up by his impact with the wall.

(((((3 Months Later – Tokyo)))))

Asuka was walking around, doing some shopping, as she rarely came downtown. It was busy, as it was a Saturday afternoon. Asuka passed an electronics store. It had a small window with a TV in it, displaying the latest news. Asuka didn't really pay attention to it. She heard something about the King of Iron Fist Tournament 5, and how because of "difficulties, no winner could be determined." Asuka sighed. If she had won that prize money, she would be shopping in Paris, visiting palaces and such in the United Kingdom, and attending Broadway plays in New York. But she didn't win, so here she was, still in Japan.

Asuka paused in her walk. 'The reason the winner was undetermined must have been because of that strange creature that I beat.' Asuka's face pulled into a glare. After beating that creature, she ran into that guy. Or, really, he ran into her.

"How dare he!" Asuka yelled in infuriation. She fisted her hand again and punched the wall next to her. Small, spider web-like cracks spiraled from her hand. She pulled her hand back. Asuka heard a small, choked sound next to her. She turned her head. A street side food vendor was staring at where her fist connected with the wall. He quickly packed up and moved his cart down to a different part of the street.

Asuka shrugged and started to head home. She turned the corner sharply.

She then fell down as she ran into someone. Asuka looked up and gasped.

"You!"