A/N: Okay…this is an introduction to my story. Not a Intro II (yet) or a "prologue" this is basically to get me moving It's going to have a lot of flash backs (the whole story) and so far, my enthusiasm for it, exists only in Japanese video clips of Xenosaga 2. Those who love the URTV's will not be disappointed but if you're not a fan of---any of them. ; I fear for your Xenosaga 2 disc…

-munches- Also...if anything is incorrect i'll change it. otherwise its an AU

Disclaimer: I don't own Xenosaga 2 or 1 or anything else related or that is Xeno

Note: The Introductions aren't really…fleshed out. Their nit picks to get me rolling ;

"Mace" Talking, 'Sword' Thoughts, 'Shield' emphasizing (sometimes), /BlahBlah/ Telepathic between two figures. (Jin and ? ), Jingle bells… Memory.

Introduction

"Past"

"Niisan!"

A shout broke Jin's current train of thought as he sat on the floor of the Elsa currently doing his best to meditate. But even that proved to be difficult with the computer humming, engine roaring, and a brief shockwave that occasionally rumbled along the Elsa. Emerald eyes narrowed more in frustration than anything else as the older Uzuki snapped his head to the door, biting back a remark. "Yes, what is it?"

"Nothing. I wanted to make sure you were out of bed. It is the afternoon you know. Why don't you put down your books once in awhile and enjoy reality?" Shion gave a huff as she folded her arms. Leaning against the doorframe with a frown, watching her older brother just continue to glare at her. But she was doing it just to annoy Jin. It was her favorite past time lately. Yet, it seemed to seriously bother her brother more than before.

"Look Shion. Didn't anyone tell you reality was a harsh and cruel world? I rather stay within my old age where things were a bit compromised and simple thank you very much"

Without another word Jin closed his eyes, flatly (and purposely) ignoring his sister. When he opened one eye to check if she left, he exhaled sharply. Thankfully she did leave. "Honestly if she hates my ways that much…" he sniffed good-naturedly and leaned back, the mood for meditation becoming no more than a distant memory.

/Having much fun Mon Lapin De Neige?/

/No, I'm not. Get out of my head. I don't need to listen to your crap as well./

/Awww, you poor thing. I'd give you a hug. But I'd probably be risking my neck. So sad…/There was mocking laughter echoing in Jin's mind, only furthering the headache that plagued him. Jin snorted quite uncharacteristically and bashed the back of his head against the nearest object. The desk. Ow…

/I'm sure it is. I'm touched by your sarcasm./ Jin replied with a dulled voice, echoing a sigh as he slumped against the floor. Laying there for only a good moment before placing both hands flat against the floor and pushed himself up. Grunting at the effort. /Is there any particular reason you talk to me, other than to annoy me?/ Jin questioned, retying his band that held his kimono in place. /I am rather busy so if you could please…/

/Where's the fun in that? Annoying you is only part of the fun…but seeing you--/ Jin shook his head ignoring whatever else spilled from the voice. Honestly, why did he have to be linked with a psycho? /Yes, yes, seeing me bloody, beaten, chained is your dream come true. I assure you. It won't happen----ever/ He shivered at the images as they filled his mind one by one. Sure it wouldn't happen, but who said it wasn't possible? It had been done before. At least, only the beaten part though.

And he still had scars.

/Hahahahahaha, keep thinking that. Just you wait. I have oh so much planned. Do you miss me? I hope you do. It'll be a little longer though./ Jin unnoticing began to tighten his kimono even more as he heard the laughter. God the first time he heard it in his head…he remembered having some fit about demons. And he wasn't far off either… "Just leave me alone." The black haired being put up his mental shields, wincing as claws literally began to…well claw at them. Making his headache even worse,

"Dammit…you…" He clutched his head, stumbling like a drunk out of his room as he lifted a hand to the wall, letting it guide him as he kept his eyes focused on the ground. Pain seemed to escalate as he tried his best to ignore the mental stability raging war around him. Instead though he found himself stopping suddenly, sinking gradually to the ground. A hand pressing against his forehead, somehow easing it. /Why can't you. just…give me a break…I…/

After what seemed like hours, but in actuality were mere moments. The link was abruptly cut off, the pain instantly vanishing leaving the older Uzuki hunched over, regaining his lost breath. "What a headache…"he groaned gathering himself up. Squinting past the bangs that obscured his vision on one side of the corridor he assumed nobody had seen him. Which was a plus to him. 'If I got a dollar for every time he's linked with me I'd be so rich I wouldn't know what to do with it…' he concluded as an after thought, a hand running down the back of his head, firmly flattening whatever hair had come loose from the ponytail.

"NII-SAN!" Jin winced and turned his head, smiling cockily at his approaching sister. Why bother spending time thinking then? "Why are you…you're so lazy I swear! Why don't you come and help with the packages! Or go and see master Gaignun! Or help me instead of being so lazy!" Shion's cheeks puffed out, trying to look as orderly as possible.

Yet orderly had a different effect on Jin as he cracked a smile and snorted. Though his gaze softened as his sister suddenly shoved him---or would have had he not grabbed her arm in mid process of doing so. With such reaction time that it nearly gave Shion a heart attack. Emerald eyes, rather alight with a sudden new look, gazed into Shion's similar colored eyes. Sending a message one would only know through emotions.

What Shion saw…

Was not an action by her brother. But something forced through. Either what she saw or not vanished in an instant as he let go, dusting the black kimono with a perfectionist like action.

"Thank you Shion, but I'll pass. I have things to do as well. The world…does not revolve around you." He concluded with little more than a grunt as his hand once more found comfort in the sleeves of the kimono. It was the comfort that seemed to make everything better. His sister would probably rip his head off at any suggestion of close contact, than proceed to possibly beat his carcass…

Shion's cheeks flared up at the statement. Sometimes she wondered how they were related at all! Her brother was only 35 and was currently unemployed, and hadn't done anything for years now! Not to mention the only thing he probably did do right in her eyes was…what? Go to school? Ha, some brother…

"You're impossible! Why don't you get a job! Or better yet, why not go back home! You're…you…you're just a waste of space and time! You don't even participate no matter how much you brag about your stupid sword skills!" Shion turned her face away, eyes narrowing at the wall instead. But even then, Jin could see all the bottled up hate, regret, and pain… Like it was directed at a mirror that reflected back at him.

Silence was heavily noted around the two, yet Jin made no move. He merely closed his eyes, the words second ago sinking into him like a painful killing venom. Really… "…Very well. I will leave then. If that is what you wish." Jin's eyes opened almost tiredly. This had been a shaky relationship from the start. And it seemed everything he did; everything he tried to make up for was shot down. Nothing he did seemed to make up for the past years.

Granted he didn't deserve to be forgiven for not being there in Shion's time of need. But, wasn't living alone and serving in the army enough for that? A man could only do such much to atone 'Yet I feel like I never did'.

/Awwww are you getting mad at you sister again? You bad bunny, aren't you fami—ly?/

/God dammit! Go to hell! Rot there for all I care! You give me headaches when I do not wish for them! And at the worst times!/

Jin blinked, realizing once again his sister fixed him with a stare, the lower lip of her mouth began to quiver as she realized he wasn't paying to what she was saying. Another nasty habit she'd found over the years. That her brother ignored people a lot.

Face hardening like stone she folded her arms across her chest, allowing a mere sniff to pass out through her nose as tears pricked her eyes. Ever since her brother returned from school fourteen years ago he had changed. And it wasn't for the better.

In fact it seemed to make their relationship worse. Her older brother avoided her constantly, locking himself up in his room only coming out when needed. The need for comfort diminished in the first two years when her childish innocence seemed to be flushed out gradually over time. Cooking, cleaning, jobs adult usually did were a past time to her. And with a meager amount of friends around, and the death of her parents still fresh…

It was possibly one of the toughest times to survive through.

Yet, Jin was her brother. As much as he was weird, insensitive, lazy, worthless. He was still her older brother.

Jin let his arms unfold from the kimono sleeves and drop to his side as he gazed hopelessly. Trying to piece together whatever nit picks he could hear over the continual laughter in his mind. It was ENDLESS! "I … just wish you could act like a brother. Be there for me. But you're such a jerk when it comes to others feelings. You don't even care about anyone but yourself!" Shion put one foot forward, hoping to sound bolder as her voice started to crack.

Jin opened his mouth to retort. Appalled. This was RESPECT?

/She's got you there. You're so insensitive/ the voice mocked, echoing the harsh words as Jin suddenly had half the mind to knock himself out with something. Leaving, suddenly, became a very nice thought. /Don't make me punch your head off you nut case!/ He snarled through the mind link, eyes landing on Shion like a moth to the flame as she fisted a chunk of his kimono in her hands.

"Don't you dare argue with what I see! Two years of loneliness….no comfort from you even though you knew our parents died! I never got help around the house. All you did was sit on you lazy ass and do nothing! Not a SINGLE thing!" The grip had gone slack. Shion's dark hair fell forward , the split ends that stuck out seemed to hover, suspended in mid air. Like a veil had opened up between the two. Making a wall that prevented any contact.

And in Jin's head, he heard something along the lines of…

Cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, cackle, and cackle, over Shion's speech. Than a sob and a high pitched whine and that was about all he got.

"Shion…" Jin murmured, prying the loose fingers off his choice of wear "I didn't do it on purpose…you…you wouldn't understand, even if I told you..." he started to say more, receiving a harsh blow to the cheek. The left side of his face began to suddenly pulse and ache so horribly that even putting a hand over the slap mark didn't make it feel any better.

"GET OUT OF MY LIFE!"

/Lapin!!/ Instead of the mocking tone from the individual linked, there was only a mindful of enraged snarling /Wait until I get to her…she will wish she never touched you, or lived for that matter!/ A growl echoed dully, becoming nothing but a mere background noise as he stared down. Enough was enough, did he really have to put up with this the whole time? Getting the least respect possible on the ship? Did apologies from the heart mean nothing to Shion?

Apparently…

It didn't.

Grabbing Shion's shoulder he gave her a rough shove backwards, knocking her off her feet as he glared. A look that Shion knew well enough; that he rarely showed. Only times when he was truly angry did she ever see her brother do anything but smile, frown, or just look with a solemn face.

"Fine then. Consider me disbanded if I keep getting treated like this! I'm sick of it! I try to do things right, I've tried to slowly get back into your life. And I'm doing the best I CAN! What more do you want from me!?" He spread his arms to the side as he said those words, the ruckus finally catching the attention of nearby occupants. Momo and Jr in particular as they stopped there walk around to stare. Wondering what on earth could make Jin the innocent young care free adult to yell.

"Nii-san I didn't mean..i…" Shion had realized that her brother was beyond listening. He'd finally snapped.

"I'm your brother, related by what seems to be by blood only! You have NO idea what I've had to go through. It'd make your suffering seem like peanuts! I have good reasons that prevented me from getting close to anyone! I….ugh…" A hand suddenly flew up. pressed firmly against his head suddenly as a headache blossomed.

/Bad, bad, bad. You know what happens if you let emotions get the better of you. Don't forget, everything could suffer if your reckless like this. Calm down you hopping mad savage bunny/

/……/

"I'm….leaving…" he concluded, heaving a sigh as he shut his mouth. Turning his back to Shion and once more found himself wishing he could have just kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything. Blocking out the crying behind him he headed to his room to grab his belongings.

Feeling safer to get away,

And fearing what he could have unleashed.

A/N: WOOT! The inspiration flower uber early in the morning. I know Shion probably wouldn't act like that. But with such a grudge, I think it would be necessary. And driven by emotions could send ones head rolling in ugliness. So now here's the question. Who mind linked with Jin? (I give you three guesses, and the first two don't count major hint ) what is he so afraid of? Why does he have a mental link? What suffering did he go through that'd make Shion's seem like peanuts? 3 hope you liked it.

Introduction remember…not actual chapter. It's just helping me along –hum hum huuuuuuum-

Next Time: Introduction II. Jin leaves, where does he go? And who is mind linking with him? 3 maybe I'll reveal it. Maybe not. Some little conversations. Still worth a read : 3