"So Xiaoyu. Tell me about him."

"What?" I sputter.

"Jin. Kazama." Miharu spells it out clearly for me as if I'm the dumbest person in the world. We're at lunch right now. Jin and I used the limo to go to school today. Usually I walk, but Heihachi insisted; it was Jin's first day. We had a few classes, and Miharu caught me looking at him more than once. Actually, I was staring at him a lot.

Dammit!

Ok. Act cool. You don't care about him. You don't even like his perfect face and athletic build.

"J-Jin? Oh. He just moved in, he's Heihachi's grandson." I say nonchalantly.

"So what's he like?" Miharu asks.

"Um…I don't know him. But he's a total ass." I frown. I'm still not over that pigtail incident.

"What'd he do?"

"Pigtails." I glower.

"Ah. No ones had the cahones to do that for a long time. What did you do?"

"MM….just told him not to do it again." I omit the touching, and red face. Miharu has a pretty imaginative mind.

"Oh well look at you Xiao, growing up." She teases. She's about to say something more, but stops.

Oh god, HE is not behind me, isn't he? I whirl around, but it's not Jin. Instead, it's Hwoarang. He's not really someone I know that well.

"So Xiao, you live with Jin, right?" he smoothly slides into the chair next to me.

"Yes?" I narrow my eyes.

"He's an ass." He pouts.

I laugh, "Yeah, I know."

"So where do you live? I would love to know where I can find him." he asks innocently.

I'm about to tell him, so he can go get revenge for whatever hell Jin caused, but I live there too, and I don't want him egging or blowing up the house.
"I'm not gonna say. But you can settle your difference with Jin here at school. What did he do?"

"We had a little scuff." He shrugs.

"Out fighting again, Hwo?" Miharu asks him all too knowingly.

"We had a friendly meeting during P.E. We were playing football." He smirks mischievously.

"Hwo…" Miharu starts.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault, really! He has a really good uppercut though."

Miharu looks as if she's about to murder him. I swear, I think she could be his sister.

"Gotta go!" Hwoaraong says quickly, as if sensing Miharu's anger.

"Don't be afraid to give me your address, Xiao." He winks at me and smirks as he tousles my hair. I scowl, now I have to readjust my ponytails.

I hike up my backpack, "I'm going to go have a talk with Jin." I mutter darkly.

Miharu smiles, "Have fun with him, Xiao."

I just know she's adding a double meaning on purpose. I walk through the cafeteria and the usual lunch places to look for him, but he's nowhere to be found.

Frustrated, I sit against the wall in a deserted hallway and take out my book to read.

But I can't concentrate. I'm having stupid fantasies about him right now. Why does he have to be so damn hot? And why does he have to take advantage of this?

"Anti social?" I hear a soft voice.

I glare up at Jin, who's standing above me.

Before I can stop myself, I say, "I was looking for you."

"Really?" he raises an eyebrow.

I slap myself mentally. Whatever happened to not being interested?

I raise myself to my full height. However, this doesn't seem effective. Jin still towers above me. I wish I was about a foot taller, everything gets so much easier.

"I heard you got in a fight."

"So you were listening for gossip?" he smirked, amused.

"I've got more important things on my mind then you." I say in the coldest tone possible.

"I seem to rile you up more than anyone else in this school." He notes.

"Really?" I scowl at him as I jam my book into my bag.

"You didn't go psycho on that Korean guy out there when he messed your hair." He says accusingly.

I can't believe he saw that….what else did he see? Or hear?

"Well he didn't pull my pigtails."

"You mean like this?" he leans over, and I reach up to flick his hand. Quick as lightning, he grabs my hand in an iron grip. I try to perform the same move earlier, but he's prepared. His other hand snatches my free hand.

Well this is just awkward.

We're standing so close that I can feel his breath gently blowing through my hair.

I'm getting red. No. No. No. No. How did I get into this situation? And why does he always have this effect on me?

"U-um." I try to babble. Nothings coming out and my face is getting hot. Unbelievably hot. I look around, the hallway is still deserted.

He leans down, until his face is level with mine.

.

"J-Jin!" I try to protest. I feel as if its only his hands that are holding me up right now.

My eyes widen as he gets even closer to my face. He has an amused expression now as he sees how flustered and red I'm getting.

Do something! Scream, kick him in the groin! Show that you're not interested.

But I just stand there like an idiot.

And his lips brush mine. All the chanting in my head about resisting just stops.

Why couldn't I have been more I'm-so-not-interested-in-you? His arms relax and slide down to my elbows.

We're so close….

I feel like my blood is electricity. Get a grip dammit!

I recite the first parts of the 52 steps in the Phoenix dance and I calm down enough to break away.

"T-that was i-immature!" I stutter. I'm mortified, and I back away. I'm a lip virgin, or I was one.

"Didn't seem like you cared." He smiles.

"I uh…have to go! To class." I squeal. That was the lamest excuse ever. There's still 10 minutes of lunch left. He looks at me curiously.

He opens his mouth to say something but I run like I've never run before in the opposite direction.

I wonder what's on his mind now.

So it's not really canon that I include Hwoarang in this, but he's probably my favorite male character. Although Xiaoyin is my favorite pairing so far. But I'm just gonna include him and see where it takes this plot .