Miss You

AN: Note that I do not own Tekken or any of its characters. They belong to Namco and are copyrighted © to them as well. Anyways, if you people were too stupid to read the summery, this is an Hwoarang/ Julia ficcy! Yes, there aren't enough of these out there! Hwoarang and Julia shall live on forever! Now, On to the Fic! Oh, and BTW, the storyline is also mine; so don't yell at me...

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¤Chapter Two¤

Julia opened her eyes to see the sun shining trough her window. She stirred and rolled over to face Hwoarang, who was snoring and drooling on a pillow from the bed across from her. She rolled her eyes and slipped into her slippers. She slipped a Hotel key in her robe that she secured around her, and decided to go down to continental breakfast. She opened her door to see two things tapped to the door. She picked the one that said 'Julia Chang' on it, and saw it was her fighting schedule. It showed the dates and times of all the actual fights she'd have, and possible dates and times of fights she could have if she advanced on. She scanned through the names of her opponents, but Hwoarang wasn't one of them. She turned and looked to see him still, snoring and drooling like a big baby.

"I see you got your schedule too, huh?"

Julia whipped her head around to see a blonde girl staring back at her. She looked to be about 5' 6", and looked somewhere around her teens. 18 or 17, 19 tops. Julia raised an eyebrow to her, and nodded slowly. "Yeah, I imagine everyone got one..."

"Yeah, how silly of me. Name's Terra," Terra extended an arm out to Julia, which she took in hers. She stared into Terra's deep blue eyes, and her frowned tightened.

"I don't remember you. Are you new this year?"

"Yeah. Kind of nervous, really..." Terra shifted in her spot, and started to scratch her head a bit. Her eyes started to focus inside the room, as some color started to creep into her cheeks. "Hey, is Hwoarang in there, perhaps?"

"Um... yeah..." Julia blinked as she looked back towards his sleeping body.

"He's sooooo dreamy! I watched him fight last year, and I thought he seemed so graceful with those kicks and throws that he did. He's such a wonderful fighter..."

Julia snorted and leaned against the doorway. "Yeah, somewhat... hey, wait!" She stood upright again and crossed her arms over her chest. "They don't televise the tournaments, at least I don't think they do. How did you see him fight?"

"It's not like I'm proud of it or anything, but I kind of snuck around and watched them from a distance."

"How!? All the fighting spots are secluded areas.... no one knows about them besides the fighters and the referee's."

"I've got my ways. So, who's your first fighter?"

Julia peered down at her schedule and saw the name 'Terra' scribbled in small writing. "You, apparently."

"Huh?" Terra eyes her schedule, and a smirk appeared on her face. "Well, I can't wait until I totally smear you to the ground..." Terra smacked her fist into her palm and softened her expression. "I'm teasing. I'm sure the best person will win, right?"

"Sure... whatever."

"Hey... What's going on here?"

Julia quickly turned around, and saw Hwoarang's eyes gleaming down on her. She could hear Terra's breath Shorten a bit, and I guess Hwoarang scarred Julia a bit, because the next thing she knew, she was out in the hallway and slammed the door on his face. She could hear a scream of pain, and a few phrases such as "DAMN IT!" and "MY pg-13 PPL NOSE!" and some other choice words. Julia smiled to herself, but then realized what she had done. She pulled out her key and ran it through the lock, as the door unlocked and creaked open. "Oops. Sorry, Hwoarang..."

Julia watched as Hwoarang grumbled and got up from the ground. "Your crazy, ya know that!?" He snatched his schedule from the door, and turned to retreat to his bed.

"Oh my god, Hwoarang!!!"

Hwoarang turned around to see a young girl teary eyed and reaching her hand towards him. He cocked an eyebrow as she sunk to her knees and crawled towards him. "It's you. You in all your beauty and glory..."

"Okay... who the hell are you?" She crept closer to him, and started to touch his pants that he was sleeping in. Her tears became even heavier, and she bowed down towards the floor. "I'm not worthy..."

"Whatever..." Hwoarang held his nose and walked back towards his and Julia's room. He looked at Julia, and pointed at her with his other hand. "Try anything like that again, and I'll kill you..."

"You try to kill me, and I'll sick Terra on you..." She pointed down to the ground, where Terra was bowing and praising him. He backed away, and slammed the door shut. Julia rolled her eyes, and started to walk down to breakfast.

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"Hey Julia. How've you been?"

Julia turned to see Ling Xiayou running up towards the table Julia was sitting at. She smiled at her fellow fighter, and got up to hug her. "Not bad, yourself?"

"Same..." Ling smiled a bright smile towards Julia, as Julia smiled back. Julia averted her gaze to Ling's arms, as she saw her itching at some scares that were marked on her arm. They looked like some type of symbols. Ling noticed this, and pulled her arms behind her back. "So, getting some morning energy?"

"Yeah... I need some after the morning I had with Hwoarang..."

"Ooohhhh..." Ling gasped and put a hand towards her mouth. "You know I respect your privacy and everything, but..."

"Get your mind out of the gutter, will ya? I accidentally shut a door on his nose... he kind of crept up behind me, and kind of scared me, causing me to slam the door on his and give him a bloody nose..."

Ling let out a laugh, as her and Julia sat down and Julia's table. "So, who are you fighting first?"

"Some Girl named Terra. She's a Hwoarang worshipper, so he must be her inspiration..."

Ling shifted in her seat, and sipped at some coffee. "What's your inspiration?"

"Revenge..." Julia bit of a corner of her toast and swallowed the dry material slowly. "Someone killed Michelle, and I intend to avenge her death. How about you?"

"Heihachi's head on a steak is all the inspiration I need." Julia let out a soft laugh, but stopped when she saw Ling looking down on the table, like she did something bad.

"Are you lying to me, Ling?"

Ling's head shot up, and her face grew scared. "No, of course not. Excuse me, Julia. I need to get ready for my fight..." Ling shot up, and ran out of the room. Julia cocked an eyebrow up, and just continued eating her dry toast in peace.

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Ling ran down the hallway and stopped by her hotel door. 'He hasn't waken up yet... I better just leave this in his room..." She tore off a schedule and entered into her room. She crept in, and sat it next to his sleeping place. Xiayou laughed as she heard the snoring sounds coming from Forest's mouth. For such a little guy, he could make some loud snoring sounds.

"Ling!"

Ling turned her head around to see Jin Kazama's head popping through the door. She smiled and tiptoed out of the room, not wanting to awaken forest. She made sure she had a key on her, and closed the door softly behind her. She felt Jin's arm around her waist, as he guided her down a dead end hallway. He pushed her against the wall and softly brushed her soft lips against his. He could feel her soft hands slip on the back of his neck, which gave him a signal to take it deeper. He hadn't seen her since a few months after the 4th tournament ended. That's when they had hooked up for awhile, but lost communication after he learned that Heihachi was looking for him. He didn't want to risk Ling's life, so he left again in search of safety somewhere, for the both of them. He broke their kiss and looked deep into Ling's eyes.

"Does anyone know I'm here, Ling?"

"No." Ling shook her head that was lying in his heads. He kissed the top of her forehead and the trailed down to kiss her on the lips again. Jin didn't want anyone to know that he was also staying at the hotel with everyone else, because he thought it might cause some controversy, since everyone is out to kill him and all. Ling broke away and slid out of his grasp, holding onto her hands.

"What's wrong?"

She looked up at him, and then down to the ground. "The lying is what's wrong…"

"Is that all? I thought someone died with that look on your face…"

"It's just as bad…" Ling shifted in her spot, and then leaned against the wall. "I told Julia my inspiration for this tournament was seeing your grandfather's head on a stake…"

"Isn't that everyone's?" He laughed as he inched towards Ling.

"Yeah… but then I looked down on the table, and she knew there was something else, so then I told her I had to prepare her for my fight, and…"

Jin stopped, and examined her face. "You didn't tell, did you?"

"No! No, I didn't tell… I promise." Jin began to inch toward her again, and wrapped her in a hug.

"Good. Just keep it on the low, try to ignore people, things like that."

God save me… Ling thought, returning his warm embrace.

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Julia sat on the edge of her bed, and started to watch Hwoarang sleep again. She wondered how one person could possibly sleep as much as him. He is cute when he sleeps, I'll give him that much.

Julia stood, and browsed through her suitcase. She wanted to pick out her outfit for her fight, but had a hard time picking out which one. Damn… too many to choose from.

"What are you doing now?"

Julia yelped at the voice behind her, and swung her fist back, hitting whomever was behind her in the nose. She looked around to see Hwoarang sprawled on the floor, hands holding his nose.

"Damn it, wench! You're going to kill me if you keep this up!"

Julia went towards him, and pressed her foot on his stomach. "That wouldn't be such a bad idea."

Hwoarang groaned, then took her foot and twisted it, causing her to fall to the floor. She came in contact with his face, but slowly turned away, sitting up and holding her foot. "You ass! You better hope I can fight with a bad foot." She stood up, and sat on her bed. He started to rise off the floor, and sat on his own bed.

"You better hope I can fight with a broken nose…" Hwoarang got up, and locked himself in the bathroom. Julia grumbled to herself, and limped over towards the door. Not forgetting her key, she limped out and went downstairs to get some ice for her poor foot.

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Hwoarang examined himself in the mirror. That wench will be the death of him yet. He took some water, and began wiping the blood away from his poor nose. It had stopped bleeding, for now. He pressed a finger to his nose, and felt some pain surge through his face. Damn it. She hit me pretty hard. ARGH! He spun around and punched a hole in the bathroom wall. He heard the door open and close again, and he decided to chew her ass out for what she did.

"Hey, Jewels, thanks to you I…"

He turned and looked at her. She was holding a bag of ice to her foot, and started to wince in pain as the cold pulsed through her body. She looked up at him with a saddened expression. She saw his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open a bit. It finally got through his thick mind that he actually hurt me. "Thanks to me what?"

He lifted his hand to his nose, and then placed it back down to his side. "Nothing, never mind." He turned around and headed towards the door, not really wanting to talk to anyone about anything.

"HOLD IT!"

He stopped in his tracks, and turned his head around to see Julia get up, but then fall back down onto the bed. She punched her hand onto the mattress, and swore to herself. He shook his head, and walked over towards her. He put his hands on her ankle, and twisted it some more. "There, feel better?"

"OWE! YOU A- wait, yeah, I kind of do. How…"

"I've had my fare share of sprains and twists… trust me." He got up and walked over towards the door again.

"I'm sorry about your nose."

"I'll live…" He whispered back, as he exited out of the room.

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yawn hey ppl… LOL, it's been awhile since I updated this story, huh? It took me awhile, but I made another chapter. Not sure if the ankle thing works, I just thought of it at the top of my head. Poor Hwoarang will have nothing left of his nose at all… LOL. Plz Review if you liked it, and if you want me to continue with the story or not.