Author's Notes: Oh, hi! Did you miss me? No? Awww. Okay. I think I'm the first to post this pairing here on . You're not misreading anything, I went there. Lars and Lili. To start off this collection, it's more like a bunch of oldies that I've written but have posted elsewhere, or they were requests I've filled in. All I can tell you is expect sporadic updates for the time being.
Disclaimer: I most certainly do not own Tekken or its characters, and no copyright infringement is intended. Suing gets you nothing.
Vicious Delicious
One: White Dress
Lili claimed to be looking for suitable playmates wherever she and Lars traveled together. The very spoiled but cute princess seemed like the worst person to have as companion, but what could you do when she gave you an SUV as a gift at one point in time?
Lars remembered the day he and Lili met again. Oddly enough, she was wearing the same frilly white dress she had on the night they met at the harbor.
"Are you going to kill me?" he asked her, amusement in his voice.
"Well...Jin Kazama is gone...but I heard it was on his own terms. That's unacceptable." Lili replied, her lips puckering into a pout. He watched her sink back into her stance. Lars didn't exactly want to hurt her, much less stain that pretty white dress of hers. It looked rather expensive, like it belonged behind glass and closed off from the world.
"Tch..." Lars dropped down into his own stance.
The fight didn't last long. Lars made her white dress gray, and left her lustrous platinum blonde hair scattered all over the gray pavement. It was amusing how just an hour later Lili had been forcing him to the dry cleaners with Sebastian silently in tow, demanding he fix the damage he caused.
It was still amusing that this process repeated itself for the next couple of months, except it hadn't been in the exchange of clenched fists, somersaults, backflips and battle cries.