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"What? Me? A bodyguard?" asked Hwoarang in sheer astonishment. He was perturbed at what his master had just ordered.

"Yes, that's right. A bodyguard." said his Taekwondo master, Baek Doo San, with his arms folded across his chest, giving a rather nonchalant appearance.

"But, master! That's out of the question! There's no way I'll be a bodyguard!" Hwoarang went on. "Especially not in a country like Monaco. It's much too far away!"

Master Baek let out a soft sigh. "There's a reason why I have chosen you to do it instead of my other disciples, Hwoarang." Hwoarang raised an eyebrow as he continued listening diligently.

"Among my disciples, you are the most capable, quickest and strongest fighter." Hearing this, a smile spread across Hwoarang's face. "But you're also the most headstrong, unprofessional, temperamental and reckless fighter." He continued in a rather raspy voice as he placed his hands to his hips and leaned slightly forward.

This caused Hwoarang's smile to falter and his back became slightly arched.

"This is precisely why I want you to undergo training as a bodyguard in Monaco. You would then be able to learn how to control that fiery temper of yours. Being a bodyguard requires skill and patience after all." said Master Baek in a much calmer tone.

"That…sounds… reasonable enough." uttered Hwoarang with a hand behind his head as he shifted his feet. "But, why Monaco? Can't it be in Korea?" he questioned.

"This is because a close friend of mine in Monaco just happens to need a bodyguard. Hence, I thought it would be a perfect opportunity for you." Master Baek gave a quick grin.

"Right then, no more questions! A private jet will come in two days' time to pick you up. Until then you shall continue training and start packing your essentials."

Master Baek then placed his hands behind his back and walked off, leaving still a rather perplexed Hwoarang alone.

-;-

True as it was, a private jet was sent to pick Hwoarang up to Monaco. He bid farewell to his master before his flight and heard the parting words of, "I shall see a new man in six months' time. Do not put my name to shame!"

As much as he was unwilling to leave, he knew he had to obey his master. He soon picked up his bag and headed up to the jet.

When he entered, he met a bespectacled man with shoulder-length hair and a moustache, which were both similarly white in colour. Hwoarang assumed that he was probably in his 70s to early 80s.

"Hello, young man. I suppose you are the bodyguard selected by Master Baek Doo San?" the old man asked in a tranquil manner.

"Oh! Er…Yeah, that's me." replied Hwoarang in a rather unsure voice. Just who is this man? And… why does he look so familiar?

"Let me introduce myself. I am Sebastian, the butler of whom you will be serving, as a bodyguard in Monaco." He said with one arm placed over his stomach as he made a slight bow.

Sebastian? Hey! This sounds peculiarly familiar now…But, why won't my brain recall? Hold on, I remember seeing him on The King of Iron Fist Tournament 6Oh no…Don't tell me...The person I'm serving is…

"I think you are familiar with Miss Emilie de Rochefort?"

Oh hells bells and poo…I'm gonna be the bodyguard of the spoilt, brat princess for six whole months...What have I gotten myself into?


Hehes! This is my first fanfiction! I know it's a little short, but that's because I haven't shown Lili in this chapter yet, but she'll be coming up in the next chapter! So it'll definitely be longer!

Anyway, thank you for reading.

Please review! It'll make me want to update sooner… ^_^