A/N: Yay! This'll be my first story at that I have dedicated to a friend I can call as my twin. Yeah, you know who you are. And you'll love me for this. Hahaha! Anyways, this all came to me while I was taking a shower. And how wonderful it would be if I posted one of my favorite love teams a story. So here it is. Inspired by love, one of the things that makes the world go 'round.

Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken. All rights belong to Namco.

Summary: And it was at that very thought that made her shiver and sweat. "Come on. Just a week without it. I'm sure you can still live." He said, planting one of those cute grins on his mouth again. Red tint crept all over her cheeks.


No Air

Chapter 1: The Princess and the Frog

Lili grunted as she skidded on the floor. Asuka threw her in the air hard, but not hard enough to make an impact on the blonde beauty's fall.

"You're going to get it!" Lili screamed, unleashing a terrible Freesia Thrust at the brunette. She knew giving up wasn't the solution.

Unfortunately, her opponent did a reversal on her incoming move. Lili was devastated about this. Since when did someone evade an attack like that?

That was Asuka's chance. She grabbed her opponent's hair and pulled her closer to her, "Listen, princess. You may be spoiled and talented with your pathetic moves, but you've got skills lower than my ass." then threw her to the dusty and muddy ground.

As much as she hated that freak, she also hated dirt in her outfit, especially her face and skin.

"Oh no! My dress..." she wailed, flailing her arms up and down like a little girl. All Asuka did was split her sides and burst with laughter.

"You are pathetic, rich girl. See you!" She nonchalantly waved her right hand as a sign of departure.

Lili was so frustrated. It was the second time she's been defeated by the one and only Asuka Kazama. Maybe her self-confidence dropped, she thought. Nonetheless, she shouldn't give up. It wasn't her nature admit defeat. She will strive harder and harder to claim her rightful consign.

She heaved a deep sigh and flipped out her phone, dialing the number 2. When she heard someone answer, she immediately cut him off to whatever he had to say and said, "Sebastian, send the limo! I need one this instant!! Also, bring me a fresh dress pronto!" Slamming the phone in anger shut. Beauty meant everything her, alongside money, and hated it when one of them is ruined. Although her hardwork was for her father and sacrifice will mean something.

She tried to stand up, but to her dismay she fell back down only to find out her left ankle was sprained and she can't get up. She mentally cursed the girl who did this to her and tried standing up once more, only to wobble and stumble flat on her butt again.

Fortunately, a red-headed man came by and saw her condition. "Miss, are you okay?" He said, holding on to his backpack's right strap.

"Does it look like I'm okay?! Agh, dammit…" she painfully said, rubbing her swollen ankle.

The guy blinked twice. "Uhh, sorry 'bout that. Let me help you." He set aside his backpack on the ground offered his arms to her, hoping she would clutch onto it.

"Are you a molester or something? 'Cause you won't like me once you lay a finger on me." Lili taunted, glaring at the guy.

"I'm serious, Miss. I'd like to help you. No dirty thoughts whatsoever." The guy assured, showing his toothy grin which made her slightly blush, but immediately shrugged it off when she grasped on his arms for support.

She then got the advantage to dust off the remaining traces of dirt on her dress while clinging onto the stranger, hopefully making her dress somewhat clean to look at.

The blonde then shifted her gaze at the boy and asked, "Thank you. And you are?"

"Me? O-oh, I'm Hwoarang. Just Hwoarang." He introduced, bowing his head in respect. "What about you, princess?"

"My name's Lili, not princess. But if you prefer calling me that, I won't mind." She offered, plastering a smirk on her face.

It took him time to remove that grin on his face before asking a serious yet curious question. "It's definitely an honor to meet you. What's a princess like you wandering around alleys like this, anyway?"

Lili let out a soft chuckle. "Trust me, you do not want to know why I got here." She put some effort on her left leg to balance her body. She didn't want to cling to that guy all the time she was talking to him. Hwoarang guided her as she did what she did.

Hwoarang cupped his chin. "Hmmm… You do look familiar to me," he suspected, eyeing every part of her while circling around the female fighter.

"Dirty clothes… Sprained ankle… Looks like you got into one hell of a fight, huh?" he asked, smirking in a funny manner.

'He suspected' she thought. 'This guy's good.'

"Aha! I knew it! You were one of the fighters who joined The King of Iron Fist 5, right?" Hwoarang sounded like a boy about to pee when he assumed that.

"It took you long to figure out. Yes, I am. And still entering until I get what I deserve. And that's money." She told the lad, emphasizing the word 'money' and covering her mouth with the back of her hand just like any other gesture she'd do.

"Ah… Greed, I see? Shame. And I thought you were using it for World Peace." He teased, trying to hold his laughter in place.

Lili creased her nose at the last statement Hwoarang had given. "Ha! It's not greed, silly destitute. I am obviously doing it for my father," she limped slowly to him and stood across the lad while explaining. "You see, he is really in need of money. And I just, oh I don't know, feel bad for my poor, innocent father. And the only way to regain our family business is to pay for the charges. That is why I'm sacrificing myself at my own whim to give that as a thanks to my father as he has done for me all these years." Her tone seemed dramatic at the explanation.

The red-headed boy felt completely puzzled at her words. It was either the fact that she called him a destitute, or what 'destitute' meant.

"Do you get it now, Mr. Just Hwoarang?' she asked, pouting into a cute smile.

"Yeah, I think I do…" he tapped his cheek in confusion.

Lili sighted something before smiling in relief. "Well, there's my ride. Nice to meet you, Just Hwoarang!" She grinned, curtsying in a lady-like manner.

"W-wait! What if I wanted to see you again?" he asked, halting her.

The blonde beauty again took out her cell phone and took a photo of Hwoarang, which was unexpected because he wasn't ready to be captured. "Hey! I wasn't ready yet…"

"I'll still recognize you with this picture. Now, dictate your number but not too quickly."

And so he did. As soon as she got his number, she sent a text message containing her number.

"Thanks!" he smiled with joy, and as soon as Lili was blushing at his thanks, he got the advantage to take her picture.

"You took my picture without asking! Hmph… That's going to cost you." she said, pouting at his gesture which was laughing so hard he bent as hard as he could.

"That's makes us even. Now go, your chariot awaits!" he kidded, forcing to be poise and escorted her to the limo.

Before telling her chauffeur to step on it, she drew the windows down and took a little glance at his new found friend. "Thanks a ton, Hwoarang. You made me feel somewhat better." And with this, a light shade of red crawled on Hwoarang's face. "You're very welcome, princess." He said as he curtsied like a gentleman and waved goodbye to her.

"Call me!"

At the Rochefort Manor...

"Welcome back, Miss Lili." Sebastian greeted at the door.

"It's good to be back, Sebastian." She murmured as she skipped merrily as if she didn't have a single scratch on her. 'Today was a very fun day indeed,' she thought, laughing at the moment where she met Hwoarang, the guy who helped her, and also the guy who made her happiness flow back into her system rather than anger.

Sebastian was flabbergasted. Was she still the same girl she was earlier this morning?

"She looks like she loomed around the dirt for too long, don't you think?" The chauffeur asked in a whispering manner.

"I don't know. But let's leave her be, now…"

She will call him sometime.

To be continued…


A/N: I'm sorry if it was a little confusing, irritating, or boring (not to mention short). It's my first time to write a fic like this, so please forgive me. To those who understood this, what do you think should happen next? Better stay updated. The story will deepen between Lili and Hwoarang, but I'll try to squeeze in some roles of the other characters. Don't forget to drop a review! I'll accept flames since it's my first time but please take it easy. I'll also accept suggestions if I like it. After all, I've already made the outline (just sharing). Thanks for reading!