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Breakdown: Bold represents native tounge language. Italics are thoughts.

Chapter 2: Grounded

Jin had gotten up from the floor and looked at his parents, who glared at him in an evil way. If looks could kill, he'd be dead. Jin started to laugh nervously.

"Mother, Father, what are you two still doing up?" Jin asked.

"The question is, what are you doing up, and out of the house for that matter?" Jun asked Jin. Jin just stood there looking stupid and innocent.

"Answer your mother dammit!" Kazuya yelled.

"Okay, okay," Jin said "This is what happened…" Just then, someone started beating on the door violently. Jin shook nervously.

"Kazama! Kazama! Open the door, it me Hwoarang" Hwoarang said.

"No way man," Jin said, slightly suspicious. "How do I know you're Hwoarang?"

"You have a picture of your mother in your wallet," Hwoarang said. Jin proceeded to open the door. Hwoarang fell to the floor when the door opened.

"You were saying," Kazuya interrupted.

"This is what happened, me and Hwoarang…" Jin started to say but was yet again interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Who the fuck is at my door?!" Kazuya said while cocking a revolver.

"Open the door," a voice said. Kazuya looks in the peep hole and opened the door.

"Oh shit," Jin thought. "I am so fucked."

The figure entered the house. He had the same hoodie and jeans Jin recognized. The figure happened to be Bruce Irvin.

"Sup, dawg," Bruce said.

"What's up, Bruce?" Kazuya said.

"It seems your son threw rocks and food at my car" Bruce said.

"WHAT?!" Kazuya started to turn beet red at this. Jin started to sweat in fear as Kazuya approached Jin, who was dead set on killing Jin.

"Relax, Kazuya, I have the car paid for," Bruce said. "I'm just gonna go and act like this night did not happen." He then left the house. Jun then looked at her son.

"I have one word for you Jin, grounded," Jun said. "and you can forget about the Slipknot concert this weekend."

"Come on!" Jin yelled. "This is the only time they'll come to the southeast until four years pass."

"Well, sucks for you," Kazuya said to Jin. He saw Hwoarang trying to inch out of the door. He grabbed Hwoarang by his shirt and dragged back into the house.

"Where are you going? Call Baek," Kazuya demanded. Hwoarang's face showed sheer fear at what Baek might do to him.

"God help me because I don't know if I'll make it" Hwoarang thought.

Before he dialed the number, Baek came through the door, seething.

"Hwoarang, what the hell were you doing throwing rocks at cars?!" Baek asked.

"Master, I…" Hwoarang started to say.

"No need to explain, you're grounded, which means one week with me, 70 miles running, ten a day. I'm gonna run you dead," Baek said. Hwoarang started to cry. Baek proceeded to drag Hwoarang out of the house by his ear.

"Now, what?" Jin asked.

"I picked the last punishment, Kazuya, your turn" Jun smirked.

Kazuya started to snicker evilly.

"Boy, for the next week, you will become my servant," Kazuya began, then sneered. "I expect you to wait on me hand and foot and serve to my every whim, got it?"

Jin did not respond. He went to his room, shut the door, and cried himself to sleep.

"This is going to be fun," Kazuya snickered.

The next day, at Hwoarang's house

Hwoarang was busy running laps on the track Baek installed. He had ran 10 laps, equivalent to five miles. He was getting tired and dehydrated. Baek was clearly enjoying it as was his crowd of 10,000 people.

"Ten more laps Hwoarang, and you can have a Gatorade," Baek said, drinking one.

"Oh, god, I'm gonna pass out," Hwoarang said, exhausted. He now had 6 laps left.

"Be constant, my pupil," Baek said with a megaphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, Hwoarang has two laps to go, will he make it?"

Hwoarang started to sprint hard. This was his last lap. The crowd jumped to their feet.

"This is it I'm almost done," Hwoarang said. Baek started to wave a checkered flag as Hwoarang crossed the finish line. Baek and the crowd clapped in approval.

"Well done, my pupil," Baek said "Tomorrow, you will hopefully improve from the mediocre display.

"One of these days, old man," Hwoarang thought. "One of these days."

At Jin's house

Jin was busy getting popcorn, soda, and chips for his father and his buddies while they watched the NFL Preseason. Kazuya was watching his favorite team, the Vikings, face the New England Patriots and killing the Patriots.

"Boy, where's my cream soda?" Kazuya yelled to Jin who was in the kitchen.

"Coming," Jin said. "Mom, can you help me?"

"Sorry, son," Jun said. "I can't keep bailing you out every time you screw up."

Jin proceeded to deliver the cream soda to Kazuya.

"Why aren't you in uniform?" Kazuya asked his son. Jin left to his room and changed clothes. He came back out in a Minnesota Vikings cheerleading outfit, pompoms included. Lei, Bryan, Marshall Law, and Bruce, started to laugh their asses off.

"What a pansy," Bryan said, laughing harder.

"Jin Kazama, I'm placing you under arrest for being a fruitcake," Lei said tearing up.

"Just take your damn snacks assholes," Jin said, feeling emasculated.

"May I leave, your majesty?" Jin asked to Kazuya.

"Yes, you may," Kazuya said glued to the game.

Jin left to his room and called Xiaoyu, telling her how much his life sucks now and how he wished he were dead.

Damn, those guys have it rough, don't they? Shout out to TJSC25 for making this story one of his favs. Enjoy a preview of Chapter 3: Freshman Beat Up Day:

Jin, Hwoarang, and some of their fellow seniors walked around the cafeteria. They were looming around the freshmen, who were obviously scared. Hwoarang walked past the table.

"Freshman beat up day!!" he yelled. He proceeded to kick a student towards the wall. Then the rest of the seniors joined in on pummeling the other freshmen. Soon, chaos consumed the cafeteria. The juniors and sophomores stood by laughing at it all.

Jin and Hwoarang were laughing their asses off as freshmen trampled each other trying to get up the stairs and out the doors.

"Kazama, we are so dead" Hwoarang said

"It was worth it," Jin replied.

"Stop standing around and help us with the freshmen," Asuka said.

"Yeah," Ling Xiaoyu agreed as her and Asuka double teamed a girl freshman.