Twin Hearts
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Tekken Okay?
A/N: This is my first time doing Tekken so be nice. And Oh this is Yaoi since there are lots of Yaoi.
NOTE: This is AU. Every character I like, You like and we like are here or so.
WARNING: Light Yaoi Okay and I'm sorry…
Summary: Mishimas and Kazamas aren't the only one had family secrets, Hwoarang most of his life he never knew of his Family's secret and thought that his life was normal. But soon his life turned upside down as things get hectic for the young Redhead when his Twin Brother came, what trouble are they getting themselve into..
Pairings:
Jin Kazama x Hwoarang
Kazuya Mishima x Haneul Rang
Lars Alexanderson x Lee Chaolan
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PROLOGUE
"No matter how far
the distance between us,
even my eyes can no longer see
you will always be my dear brother."
By: Haneul Rang the Last Gumiho
(Flashback: 16 years ago)
A small redheaded boy sobbed quietly, curled in a tight ball in a shadowed corner of an alleyway between two buildings.
He was hiding… the older boys were trying to get him again, his fighter twin brother is not here right now. He didn't understand why, but every time they saw him, they made horrible faces and tried to hurt him!
They always said it was because of his wings. They said he was different from all the other angels, so he didn't deserve to be happy like the rest of them.
Whenever they managed to catch him, they would hold his tails and threaten to pull them out if he ever told anyone; then he would be banished from living with the humans.
The boy cried harder. He didn't understand why he was different; why his tails were different, why there's so many. Both his mother and father had normal no tails!
Suddenly, he heard the sounds of the others getting closer, and the boy whimpered, alerting them to his location accidentally.
"Hey, he's over here!"
"Where? I wanna teach that little reject a lesson!"
"What he do this time, Micha?"
"Everything! He looked at me funny today during training! So Imma—"
"Hey, don't do anything stupid, Micha…"
"Hehe, of course not… I'm just going to make sure he never looks at me again,"
The boy cried out as he was roughly pulled up by the hair until his face was just inches from another's. The other boy, Micha, sneered and threw him back to the ground, "Hold him down Aril, I don't want him thrashing and getting this stuff on me,"
Aril, shook his head vehemently, "No, Micha! This is what I was talking about! We can't do this!"
Micha growled, "Are you gonna back out now!"
"I'm not doing this Micha! I'm going to leave if you continue to do this," Aril threatened.
The boy beneath Micha sobbed harder, unknowing of his fate.
"Whatever coward; leave for all I care! I'm going to finish this and you're not going to stop me!"
The small child soon found himself pinned more forcefully to the ground and he panicked as Micha pulled a small vial from a pouch. He writhed wildly, causing Micha to curse. But the older, stronger boy succeeded in stilling him, and the blonde child could only watch in growing horror as Micha popped the cork on the glass and held the container over his face; more specifically, his eyes.
The boy doubled his efforts, but to no avail.
Micha managed to get a few drops of the unknown substance into each of the child's eyes before he was violently ripped from the boy.
The small child howled in pain and clawed helplessly at his eyes.
'It burns,' the boy thought. 'So much… Make it stop!'
The boy heard deeper, rougher voices over the sound of his screaming and he looked—as well as he could— over to the source. All he saw was a flaming red blur hovering above him.
'Make it stop! Please!'
And suddenly, the world turned black.
(Present Day)
Haneul Rang sat bolt upright in his bed, panting and sweating. He gripped his shirt in his hand tightly.
He'd had the dream again… the one where he'd had his sight stolen from him…
The day during which his life had been changed forever…
Haneul managed to calm his breathing slightly. By that time he could tell it was nearly morning; the birds outside were beginning to recite their ever-changing songs and he could clearly hear his Master Baek rustling around in his room as if it was next to his instead of down the hall.
When Haneul's vision had been forcibly taken from him at the tender age of seven, his other senses had been called upon more heavily to help guide him through life; as well as some more unexpected things.
Haneul was—for lack of a better term—a Gumiho, a Nine Tailed Fox in human form, and more specifically, he was one of the few with special abilities…
Now, he wasn't an Angel as in God's little minions… no, he was a Gumiho: a creature that appears in the oral tales and legends of Korea, and are akin to werefoxes or European fairies. According to those tales, a fox that lives a thousand years turns into a kumiho, like its Japanese and Chinese counterparts. It can freely transform, among other things, into a beautiful woman or Handsome Male often set out to seduce boys and Girls, and eat their liver or heart (depending on the legend).… Yeah, that contributed to their differences a little.
In addition to those he had the capability to make maps in his mind by just touching something. He could touch the sidewalk and be able to pinpoint every building, tree, shrub, or large body of water within a three mile radius. Usually he'd make it more discreet than bending down to put his hand on the probably nasty sidewalk, like making it seem he was taking a break by leaning against a convenient building, but he'd lived in this city his whole life, so he was pretty sure he was adept in traveling its streets without needing to touch anything.
Soon though— soon he and his brother were being sent to Master Baek to be well cared for since they had no other relatives left, after the incident on that alley Hwoarang his twin had been more protective and blames himself for not being there to save him, he blames himself because of the lost sight and since then he dedicated his life to find a way to return his twin's sight no matter what.
And now for all 16 years of his lonely life in the lone temple in the hill, he's going out to go to Japan where his twin is going to participate this tournament known as the King of the Iron Fist, with Master Baek's help he could be with his Twin Brother. His life in the temple had been lonely except that some of his Father's young friends stayed loyal and looking after him. Sung and Rino they were Ninjas under his Father's tutelage were coming with him in Japan.
Soft knocking to the door caught his hearing…
"Han, Master Baek is here to fetch us." Sung called out by the door.
"Yes I'm coming…" Haneul answered mildly.
He stood up from his seat and walks out of the door with Sung's Guidance, once they reached outside.
"Well now, You're a looker, yo!" Rino called out by the gates.
Haneul frowned by what his friend means and tilted his head to the side.
"What do you mean, Rino?" he asked curiously.
"Outfit consists of Light Brown and green leather vest with a buckle at your collar, topped with short sleeved leather Jeonbok, Necklace with a skull and star pendant, Orange-lensed goggles on forehead which are pushed up out of the way. His hair has been brushed back since the goggles would stop it from returning to its natural position, Brown leather fingerless gloves, Belted blue jeans with a big silver buckle, Brown leather chaps with orange designs, and Dark brown leather boots with a metal toe cap and spurs." Sung added the statement. "You really are a looker I admit, but the short sleeved leather Jeonbok made you different than your twin."
Master Baek could only chuckle at the statement, it was true that Hwoarang and Haneul were Twins by Birth, and people would often mistake their identities, many had mistaken Hwoarang as Haneul and the other was the same, so in order to make people stop mistaking them from one another, Haneul would often wear a Jeonbok and other Korean Traditional Clothing or so, but he would go with the flow of Modernity clothing but the Jeonbok would often be present.
During the trip to Japan, Sung and Rino were vigilant enough to warn others to not dare hurt their friend or they will pay the price. The two were just seating behind them, as he and Master Baek were at the front.
"Does Hwoarang know that I'm coming to Japan?" Haneul asked kindly.
"Yes he does, at first he was against the idea of you going to Japan. But with efforts of persuasion he gave in and asked me to accompany you since I'm entering the Tournament too." Master Baek answered with amusement in his voice.
"You guilt tripped him did you, Master?" Haneul chuckled.
"More likely, I felt guilty of not telling him to visit you for once in a while because you're lonely, I understand that been busy, but it's not right." Master Baek answered.
"Yes, he had been busy I can understand that Master. He's doing the very best he can to win and kept as much money as he could to fund the operation for my eyes." Haneul couldn't help but laugh lightly at the thought. "And the letter told me something about his Rival…that Kazama boy, hmm…it looks more like there is something more on that rivalry than meets the eyes, the way I hear how his rivalry goes around with that boy, in my understanding Hwoarang likes this Kazama Boy but he doesn't know that yet since he's a little Naïve sometimes and too oblivious to the advances that were meant for him."
"So you're saying that Hwoarang is in love with Jin Kazama his own rival and Hwoarang was still unaware of those feelings?" Master Baek asked.
"Hmm, Hwoarang doesn't know it yet, but later on I know he would and it will shock him to the very core of his being." Haneul answered.
"How do you know?" Master Baek asked raising a brow.
The blind redhead laughed lightly again and smiling when a stewardess blushed and shying away.
"Most rivals ending up with each other despite how they hate one another but deep inside they do care and showing it in their own way. It's that simple." He chuckled remembering some young rivals back in South Korea who came to him for advice.
"You seem to be wiser than Hwoarang, that boy is really reckless." Master Baek chuckled.
"Well, that's Hwoarang for you, Master…His passion burns like the flames of a Phoenix…I know you saw that passion that burns inside him, I know." Haneul chuckled.
Tokyo Airport
Hwoarang was peeved, yeah, his Master had guilt tripped him to let his blind twin go in japan.
"How can he enjoy if he can't even see…" He grumbled.
"Uhh…mate? Who are you talking to?" Steve asked.
The blond had accompanied the redhead since they stumbled on each other on the streets.
"Nothing really."
"What are we doing here in the Airport?" Steve asked.
But before the redhead could answer…
"Flight 623, Coming from Seoul, South Korea. Now entering airport." The loud speakers boomed with the soft girl's voice.
The duo looked up and watched the clean, white plane land. Within minutes people were rushing off of the plane. They waited until there were no more people coming off the plane. Hwoarang's frown was stopped by the familiar redhead of his twin and some familiar companions, still in uniform. The two locked eyes for a moment, though one can't see and Hwoarang grinned. The Korean broke the moment by rushing down some of the steps then jumping over the railing and to the ground from nearly eight feet. He kept up a fast pace almost a run towards his Twin.
"Han!" He called out.
The blind redhead perked up at the familiar voice and smiled in recognition.
"Hwoarang!" The Blind Redhead called out.
Hwoarang broke the moment by rushing down some of the steps then jumping over the railing and to the ground from nearly eight feet. He kept up a fast pace almost a run towards his twin. The redhead eventually bumped into someone else and they turned around.
"Hey-OH! Hwoarang! Man! The General called YOU a 'Faggot Potato Peeler'! Ha! YOU! A fag!?" The war buddy began to laugh. Hwoarang just grinned and started towards his again, dodging people, the man's eyes following him all way. Unexpected, Hwoarang broke out into a flat-out run and jumped onto the blind Korean man, locking the other redhead into a tight embrace as he collided with him.
"Han!" He laughed.
"Hwoarang! It's been a long time!" The blind redhead laughed.
Time seems to stop as the two redhead laughed at each other…
"I'm glad you came here safely!" Hwoarang grinned.
Though he couldn't see it, Haneul could sense that his rambunctious twin is grinning.
"I trust Master Baek and Sung and Rino to bring me here safely." Haneul laughed lightly.
For Hwoarang his twin's laugh is like a thousand chiming bell, at the side Steve couldn't believe what he was seeing, Hwoarang was displaying affection to his look alike.
'It must be his Twin.' Steve thought, it's natural to show affection to a family, but he never in his life being around Hwoarang would show this side.
"Hey Steve! Come over here and meet my Bro!" Hwoarang called out.
The blond boxer walks towards and stood beside his friend and had a good look on Hwoarang's look alike. Mid-back length red hair, soft features and the body posture, yep definitely Hwoarang's twin.
"Steve this is my twin brother Haneul, Han this is Steve Fox a friend of mine." Hwoarang stated.
Haneul looked to where the Blond Brit was standing despite his eyes were close and smiled.
"It's nice to meet you Mister Fox, thank you for taking good care of my wayward twin for me."
"Han~!" Hwoarang whined impertinently.
"I was just joking." The blind redhead chuckled.
Steve knew he would like this redhead around, this guy brought out any emotions that his friend was hiding. During their ride towards the hotel.
"Hwoa, what is this I heard about you got into the hospital after being defeated by your rival?" Haneul asked curiously.
"Oh it was nothing he caught me off guard." The other twin answered.
"That's unlike you to drop your guard…did something happen?" The Blind Redhead asked.
Hwoarang looked nervously at his Master.
"Nothing much, just Hwoarang got his ass handed to him…" Steve stated saving his friend the explanation.
"You shouldn't be too reckless, brother. You know what happened the last time you dropped your guard during the Tae Kwon Do Tournament." Haneul asked tilting his head to the side.
Sung, Rino and Master Baek chuckled at how Hwoarang's facial color clashed on his hair.
"Don't remind me I'm still sore about it." Hwoarang huffed petulantly.
"I know…though I can't see it I know it's you and it's quite amusing." Haneul chuckled.
"To me it's not." Hwoarang huffed.
As they got to the Hotel, the blind redhead could feel all seeing eyes were on him while Hwoarang was talking to the desk lady, while Master Baek leads Sung and Rino to the room and he couldn't help but squirm and inch closer to his twin and tug his leather vest lightly.
"Is something wrong, Han?" Hwoarang asked turning his attention to his squirming twin.
The desk lady couldn't help but giggle at how shy the other redhead was.
"Umm…Hwoarang…" The Blind Redhead mumbled and tilted his head to the side where Anna Williams and some Girls looking at him and shuddered when his spine tingled and had a bad feelings about the looks he gets.
Hwoarang noticed this and couldn't help but glare…
"What are you looking at?" He growled.
All eyes looked away from the twins and Hwoarang dragged his blind twin to his room…
"My Battle will start tomorrow morning, you stay here with Sung and Rino, Okay?" Hwoarang asked as he leads his twin to his room.
"Okay, just be careful…" The Blind Redhead answered.
Everyone had left the two redheads the whole night all thanks to Steve, Hwoarang would have a bonding time with his twin. At the Lobby.
"So Steve, care to tell us who was that other redhead Hwoarang was dragging?" Paul asked.
"Oh him? Well his name was Haneul…Hwoarang's twin brother." Steve answered.
"Is he here to visit Hwoarang for the Tournament?" Julia asked.
"Well…I don't know, but I think he does and by the looks of it Hwoarang had no plans on letting him out of his sight anytime soon." Steve answered.
"That man is cuter than that rambunctious one." Anna purred.
"You better leave him be Miss Williams, Hwoarang may have respect on Women but touching his brother in a wrong way will stir his ire and he would get you and will make you pay." Steve ground out.
"Why does that guy had his eyes closed?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Oh…Haneul is blind…" Steve answered.
"How did you know?" Law asked.
"Hwoarang told me…" The Blond Brit answered.
The discussion went on and on that night about the Blind Redhead and his Brother, as the two brothers were asleep in each other's arms, Master Baek could only look at the two fondly. The Twins were reunited.
Somewhere in the Temple of Azazel
A woman stood up from where she was sitting…
"The calling of destiny, a great noble sacrifice, and destiny has been crossed, the downward slide will now begin as the twin hearts once again reunites for 15 years of separation and they together will face new journey of life." The woman murmured.
Then she gasped when she caught a glimpse of an evil shadow and went to the elder and told him what she saw.
"Danger lurks around the Twins, two lives will be lost if not well guarded, but maybe the two Evil Stars can." The Old Wise man answered.
"But Elder, it would be dangerous if they will be together with the Evil Stars. These Twins are of Pure ones despite one of the Twins are born cursed with a Fox of Nine of Tails." The Woman said.
The Elder had thought about it for a moment.
"I remember a friend once told me that sometimes not all of the time Angels were Human's Guardians, sometimes even a Demon can be a dependable Guardian if being dealt with correctly." The Elder said.
"So you are saying that the Two Evil Stars could be a rightful Guardian to these Twin Stars?" The Woman asked.
"Yes, and you'll never know maybe one of the Twins knows about this New Evil that lurks in a dark corner…go forth…seek out these twins and see how they will fare on their destiny." The Elder said giving his permission.
"Yes…I will go." The Woman said and set out on her new Journey.
She will seek out these Twins and will see if they will fair safely on this new danger.
To Be Continued
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