A/N: FINALLY I USE THIS ACCOUNT AND POST A STORY. It's crazy how I've had this account for 2 years and haven't posted anything. o.o Anyways, this is my first Tekken story I've posted here, so sorry if it's crappy. :D I was bored so I started typing this story a couple of days ago. It would of been up earlier, but I kept getting confused with the whole "posting a story" process here. Yes, I'm a newb. Hope you like it!
He opened the fridge, expecting to find his snack that would help him kill off his starvation.
What the fuck.
Where is his hot pocket?
Jin was positive he left it next to the bar of butter. Just to make sure he didn't stupidly misplace it without knowing, he rummeged through the fridge, searching it from top to bottom, hopping to find it, but no luck. The only conclusion he can come to is... *dramatic pause* someone has taken it.
Oh hells no. You can make fun of Jin, you can harrass Jin, you can spary "MAN-WHORE" on Jin's car, heck, you can slap Jin and call him your bitch, but no one, NO ONE steals his food.
Whoever took it is a dead man- or woman. He swears to God, if freaking Asuka or Hwoarang took it, expect on the news to air "HEADLINE: 2 DEAD CORPSES DISCOVERED IN DITCH". He takes this kind of stuff very seriously. It's not like he can stop bitching about it and run down to the store and buy another one. It doesn't work that way.
But If it was Jun who ate it, he was cool with that. He would never dream of hitting his own mother. He would rather embarce the Devil Gene and learn to accept it than hit h- wait, no, that doesn't make sense. He hates his Devil Gene. Jin's been trying to get rid of it for years now. But it does give him awesome wings to fly and he can shoot lazers at people he deeply dislikes...*coughHwoarangcough*
No wait, he's his bro, he would't do that. Jin keeps forgetting they're BFF'S now. They decided to settle their silly rivalry a couple of days ago and put the past behind them. They even have clolorful barcelets to prove it. (He has "Best Friends" and Hwoarang has "Forvever") Why on Earth would he even think of doing that to his BFF? He also would never kill him and leave him dying on a ditch. Maybe Asuka, but definetly not his BFF. The Japanese man shakes his head in shame for even imagining that.
He pondered for a moment, thinking which evil monster whould dare steal his precious hot pocket and left him to starve, those greedy jerks. They're probably scarffing it down this very moment while Jin is left with nothing. NOTHING.
No. He wouldn't dare let this happen to him. Not again. He doesn't want to go through emotional tramatic stress a second time. He shivers as the horrifying image floods into his head. The discovery of the last remains of his taco on the kitchen table left a deep emotional scar on him that would never fade. He worked his butt off to find the culprit and gain justice, but he found no evidence and it has been a cold case ever since. Taco, you'll be remembered and missed.
But the Japanese youth is determined to seek out justice and revenge for his prized hot pocket. No way He will end up like Taco. He swears on his goldfish's grave, Goldie, they won't go scott-free this time.
LIVING ROOM, 6:58 P:M
Ling Xiaoyu was seating on the couch, waiting for Jin to show up. He had texted her to come immediatley to the "interrigation room to discuss very important matter." It took her a while to figure out the "interrigation room" was simply the living room.
After a while, Jin finally showed up, carrying a humongous reading lamp and a clipboard. He was wearing his fancy black coat he usually wears for work and what caught the Chinese girl's eyes was the big, poofy orange gardening hat perched on his head. (She's surprised he was able to wear it due to his hedge-hog hair.) She raised her eyebrows and smiled at him uncertainly, not sure what to think.
"Hey, Jin! Why are you wearing that gardening hat? Isn't that Jun's?"
The Japanese man dramatically gasped and looked deeply offended by her question. "This isn't a gardening hat! It's my detective's hat. If I'm going to act like a detective, I also need to dress like one."
Xiao wore a confused look. "Detective?"
Jin nodded and placed the items on the table in front of her. He turned on the lamp and faced it towards her. It produced an eye-blinding light and she had to squint and shield her eyes. Jin started pacing back and forth, hands clasped behind his back. "So, tell me Xiao," He uses his fingers to make air quotes. "If that's even your real name, do you have any idea what tragedy had accurred?"
The Chinese girl looked more confused than ever. "Tragedy? I haven't heard about a tragedy."
The Japanese man couldn't believe what he was hearing. No one's even heard about what happened to him! He put up posters and everything! What's up with society? Don't they care about him? This is a rough time for him and they don't give a few seconds of their time to stop and look for H.P. These people disgust him.
Before Xiao knew it, Jin whirled around, picked up the lamp, and pratically shoved it at her face.
"WHERE WHERE YOU AT FEBRUARY 15 AT 5:03 P.M?!" he screamed, frantically shaking the lamp like a pyscho. Xiao had a teriffied expression on her face as she saw the man she "loved" turning into an animal. And not in a good way if you know what I mean.
"I-I was with M-Miharu," she stuttered nervously, still scared of what he might do.
"LIES! ALL LIES! IF YOU DON'T TELL ME THE TRUTH I'LL TELL EVERYONE THAT YOU SECRETLY STALK LEE!" Jin warned, narrowing his eyes and pointing a finger at her. He picked up the clipboard and showed it to her, which had a crudley drawn picture of Xiao hiding in the bushes looking at Lee through binoculars while he was taking a shower.
The Chinese girl widened her eyes and gasped. "HOW DID YOU KNOW!? I'VE KEPT IT A SECRET FOR YEARS!" Ever since she layed eyes on him in the 4th tournament, she forgot about stupid Jin and fell into deep obssesion with Lee and has been stalking him since. She memorized his entire schedule and knows almost every fact in his life, even the room and hall in the hospital where he was born.
Jin smiled and crossed his arms over his chest. "I have my sources."
IN THE KITCHEN
Kazuya was counting his money, laughing to himself and grinning like and idiot. "Screw Xiao's friendship! I'M STINKING RICH, MOTHERFUCKERS! I CAN FINALLY BUY THAT TOY DINOSAUR I'VE ALWAYS WANTED!"
BACK IN THE LIVING ROOM
Xiao pouts like a child and sighs dramatically. "What a jerk! After all we've been through! I THAUGHT HIM HIS ABC'S FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!"
The Japanese youth smirked, pleased that's he's coming out vicorious so far. He's this close to solving the case. He can feel it in him. No, wait, that's the burrito he had for brekfast. He knew he shouldn't of added beans.
Feeling that Xiao's ready to crack under pressure, he continued repeating the same thing over and over in a loud, annoying voice. 'TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW OR I'LL TELL EVERYONE YOUR SECRET! TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW OR I'LL TELL EVERYONE YOUR SECRET! TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW OR I'LL TELL EVERYONE YOUR SECRET!"
Fed up, Xiao stands up and screams at him to stop. "OK! OK! I'LL TELL YOU SOME INFORMATION I KNOW! CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!"
Jin ceased the annoying method. "Ok, I'm listening."
She brown eyes darted left and right, making sure no one's around and cups a hand over his ear, and whispers. "I was the one who killed your goldfish. I fed him to the neighbor's cat."
Jin raised a hand to his mouth and let out a gasp. "Y-you killed G-Goldie? But you guys said he ran off to Mexico to live a new life!"
"We lied. I'M SO SORRY! I JUST HAD TO! YOU WERE PAYING ATTENTION TO THAT THING MORE THAN ME!" Xiao seethed, throwing her hands up in the air. Evcen though she didn't actaully love him, she didn't like her thunder being stolen by a dumb fish. Only she and Anna can be the attention whores.
He was about to yell out something to her about the hot pocket but froze as her words hit him. Hells no. Did she just refer the love of his life as a thing? No. Enough's enough. He's not going to be lied to any longer.
He shot deadly daggers at her. "GOLDIE WAS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE! HE UNDERSTOOD ME UNLIKE YOU! I WAS ACTUALLY IN LOVE FOR ONCE AND YOU RUINED IT! He tore off his hat and heaved it at her, whacking her in the face.
The Chinese girl glared at him, tears streaming down her eyes. "FINE THEN! WHO NEEDS YOU, YOU GOTHIC HOE! BY THE WAY, I SCREWED MARDUK BEHIND YOUR BACK!"
"NO WONDER HE STARTED BEING IN A GOOD MOOD FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS! I HATE YOU! TO THINK I LET YOU MANICURE MY NAILS!"
"YEA? WELL I HATE YOU MORE!
They shot each other one last glare before turning around and walked away in oppisote directions.
The Japanese youth sighed and tooked out a picture from his wallet. It was worn out and faded by being folded and re-opened so many times. The photo was of him and Goldie on their 3rd anniversary at Disneyland a couple of years back. He closed his eyes and kissed the photo and hugged it close to his chest.
"Don't worry, Goldie, we'll find Hot Pocket. Just you wait,"
Wow, it looked longer on WordPad. XD This freaking chapter took me like 2 days to type. I got the idea from me starving and wishing I had a hot pocket. :D Hope you liked it!