The King of Iron Firsts Tournament 5 had many competitors. Many of these competitors had been in the previous competitions, and a few who had not.
I, of course, was one of the few who had not.
"Kayden?" someone snapped their fingers in my face.
"What? Oh, sorry Taryn...." I muttered snapping out of my daydream.
Taryn of course was new at this competition too. Taryn was twenty-two, three years older than me. It seemed for a while like I was the youngest here, but I found out that there was another girl named Xiao that was my age also.
I hadn't talked to her yet, she always seemed to be doing something- in a match, busy practicing, but I did notice she is often talking with that young man named Jin Kazama.
Jin Kazama...
There I go again, daydreaming.
"KAYDEN!"
"Gah!" I ducked quickly as Taryn threw a kick over my head.
"You know- this doesn't help when you are off into your own little world!"
"Sorry..." I muttered. I can't really help it though, my mind just drifts and I can't control it. "GAH!" I fell backwards and Taryn started laughing at me.
"That's what you get when your mind drifts away." She said helping me up.
"Man- that hurt! How did you do that?!" That was one move I had never seen before.
"It's just a simple flip. Law helped me with it last night."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oohh.... So you had Law help you!?"
"Oh shut up, it's not like something happened. Forest just helped me out."
"You know- you really should fall for someone who has a normal name. I mean- do you really want to go out with someone named Forest?"
"What are you talking about?!" Taryn said grabbing her water bottle off a chair.
"I mean- Forest Law, it sounds like he changed his name to prevent forest fires or something! Really! You should go for someone like... Like...Hwoarang! He's cute!"
"Kayden- I never said I wanted to go out with Law, he just helped me out. Besides, Hwoarang needs a haircut."
"Eh... I don't know- I think he looks pretty cute. Of course, I'm always going for guys with longer hair..."
Taryn raised an eyebrow, "Kayden? You go for an guy!"
I laughed, "Oh yeah!" I stopped as a sound of applause came from outside the doors of the dojo. I moved over to the window to see a crowd walking past Jin Kazama walking in the front of it. "Man! Did he win the match again?! I hope I don't have to fight against him." I muttered.
Taryn shrugged, "How hard could he be?" She spoke with confidence. She dug in her black bag for hair tie, only finding that hers had snapped off her brush.
"There's one in my bag." I said nodding at the midnight blue bag on the ground. Taryn smiled, gratefully and dug past my CD player and everything in my bag. She used the large mirror that covered a whole wall of the dojo to pull her hair up into a quick bun.
I sighed, "Can we leave now?"
Taryn shrugged, "Sure why not. Besides- I can't practice with you always having your mind somewhere else!"
I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder, heading out the doors of the dojo that lead to the street. Taryn followed shortly behind me, humming a tune she knew quietly. It's a good thing that our hotel was only a couple of blacks away from the dojo; otherwise I would have killed Taryn and her humming...