So Can you please review? I love the xiaoyin pairing and i guess i got reinspired after seeing the blood vegeance trailer.
Chapter One: First Sight
I'm running as fast as I can. My ragged gasps echo across the empty building. I see the inhuman monster raising its arm. Please, please, let me get there in time. Anything but him. I have to get there in time.
I never imagined anything like this was possible, yet here I was.
I never imagined that I would ever feel this way.
My sides were splitting, but I kept running, despite my condition. Was that sweat, or blood that soaked my clothes? My mind was racing. My legs were going numb from exertion, I couldn't feel them. But I pushed myself harder in a desperate craze.
"Jin!" I screamed.
Isn't it nice to walk into your home only to find a complete stranger there?
I just got back from school, it's a hot day and I'm ready to chuck a pound of ice down my shirt. It's so hot and I have tons of homework to do.
Anyways, I see a boy about my age in the kitchen, sitting at the table. He's reading a textbook identical to the one I have in my backpack right now.
He glances up at me, and I see his coal black eyes for the first time. His jet black hair is unusually spiky and his eyebrows arch in surprise at seeing me, as if I'm the intruder.
My overall first impression? He's pretty damn cute. But that doesn't make up for the fact that I don't know who he is.
I tried to say, "Hello, my name is Xiaoyu." Instead, I blurt, "Who the heck are you?"
He gives me an amused expression, and continues to just stare at me. It's making me really uncomfortable. And I'm…kind of intimidated, even though I shouldn't be.
It feels like we've been looking at each other forever. But I don't break my gaze. I actually can't. I study his school uniform-Mishima highschool. He's a student, but I've never seen him before. He must be new.
Luckily, I'm saved from any further awkwardness by Heihachi.
"Xiaoyu! It's good to see that you've introduced yourself to Jin, my grandson." Heihachi announces.
His grandson?
Jin's expression becomes politely blank, as if we had spend a few minutes exchanging pleasantries, and not staring at each other in awkward silence.
"Can you give Jin a tour please?" Heihachi asked.
Before I protest, Heihachi booms, "Perfect! I'll see you both in the dining hall by 6."
Dammit. I had tons of homework to do, and this mansion is huge. And I don't really want to be sociable to someone who clearly seems to lack the ability to talk.
"Follow me." I mumble, and I start on the floor we're currently on. As he stands up to his full height, I'm shocked at how tall he is. My eyes travel all the way up to his head, it feels like he's a good two feet taller.
He notices, and did I imagine this, or did he just subtely, smirk?
Trying to cover up my uneasiness, I smile widely at him.
"So why did you move here so suddenly?"
He gives me an annoyed look. I see, he's the reclusive type. I guess he doesn't like other prying into his past.
I continue, "Well it's a great house. It has a great training facility where I practice my Hikaken and Hakkesho based Chinese martial arts."
He gives me an appraising look, "Who taught you?" Finally, the rock has talked.
"My grandfather taught me, but it's pretty hard. I have to be flexible all the time, see?" I slid smoothly into a split. Years of excessive training enables me to do that without much pain.
He laughs when he pulls me up, it completely transforms his dark features into something light, and gentler. Unfortunately, his face resumes his serious expression.
"So do you practice martial arts?" I ask.
"Kazama style Karate." He replies. He studies me, and I'm beginning to feel uncomfortable. Ok, so I'm intimidated by his sexiness. And if I don't stop thinking about him, may face is going turn red.
I turn around, so I don't have to look at him. "And here is your room." His room is on the floor above mine, and its pretty spacious. Bathroom, bed, window, and a balcony.
We pass my room on the way down. I don't know how he realizes its my room. Maybe someone told him, or he saw me glance at it, but he asks, "Can I see your room?"
"Umm….No." I say, embarrassed. I have lots of panda memorabilia in there, and it'll make me love like I'm five. As if ignorant to my words, he begins to move forward. I slide in front of him, embarrassed. "It's really messy!" I quickly say.
He gives me an amused expression, and grabs my wrist. I jump in shock. It felt as if there was an electric shock between us. He feels it too, and in surprise, takes a step back. In a hurry, I push him, or I try to, in the other direction towards the dining hall.
On the way, I feel a tug on my pony tail.
That's a big taboo for me.
I whirl around, and my arm comes flying back. It's a reflex. Kids used to bully me all the time about having pigtails and they more than once tried to grab ahold of them. It didn't turn out well for them.
In a flash, his hand encloses around my wrist, he raises an eyebrow, "Why do you wear pigtails?"
"Cuz I want to." I glare at him. His hand is huge, and his fingers overlap over my hand. I tug, he doesn't let go.
Crap. I can feel my face heating up. I haven't gotten this much of a rise out of a boy since I was a freaking drama geek in love with this drama tv show. He smiles slowly, and I have no idea what he's thinking right now.
"You have a pretty big temper, don't you?" he looks me straight in the eyes and smiles.
A shudder goes through my body. I try to look away, or control my facial color. It's like his hotness is literally making me go red.
"And you like to harass little girls!" I say, my voice going an octave higher.
"Mhm." He says lazily, and reaches out to flick my pony tail. In one, fluid, practiced movement I perform a martial arts move. My other arm comes in a arc while I tear my other hand form his. I briefly stand in phoenix stance before I stand up and brush my clothes.
I'm all tingly and my hearts pounding my chest. Get a grip! This is disgraceful. Drooling over someone that you just met.
"Hmph" I turn around and stomp downstairs. I glance back at him, and he's following me with an easy smile on his face.
Well, at least I got him to smile.