Psh...I only have like 2 reviews. But they are quite encouraging ;). Anyway, here's the next chapter! I was going to post it tomorrow, but I finished early so I did today. Now! If anybody ever reads these author's notes in the beginning/end, I'd like to point out what happens here. Kinda like a sneak peek.

So, now that Xiaoyu pretty much established what she needs to know at the school, her first day begins. She also gets some "alone time" (no, not like that) with Jin. Hope ya like it :D

Chapter 2: Not So Bad

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

'Ugh. I swear the second hand on that clock gets slower every minute.' Xiaoyu thought to herself as she quietly sank lower into her seat. Her fingers moved in a continuous pattern, having a dark yellow pencil move back and forth. Her eyes were fixed on a paper in front of her, but she wasn't exactly reading it.

Ah, she was stalling. Of course, history class couldn't get any less interesting. And she had come on a day where they had to write an essay; only the rest of the students had studied and prepared greatly for it. But now she was starting from scratch- working on a worksheet that would supposedly guide you to writing your paper.

Now frustrated with one question she had been staring at for now five minutes, she carefully read it and drew a dark circle around the answer she assumed was correct. Sighing, she moved on- to the fifth question.

'Ring!'

Finally! After almost an hour of answering endless questions, the bell had rung. She looked around her as everyone else stuffed their belongings into their bags, standing up, and moving on to their next class. So she did the same.

Now walking down the courtyard, she let out a deep sigh indicating boredom had nearly taken over. But she came to an abrupt stop when she noticed Asuka's cousin, Jin walking toward one of the buildings- specifically the building where Juniors had their classes. She couldn't help but stare at him for a while- despite the look of anger/boredom on his face, she was still somewhat attracted to him.

But what really caught her attention was a suspicious black van where a man dressed in black stepped out. He had on a dark glasses and a matching hat. From a distance, it was hard to perceive his face- except for the dark facial features. He had some sort of weapon in one of his hands as he was on Jin's trail.

He was merely two feet away when he raised his weapon and-

'Thwak!' The man fell to the floor with a grunt. Jin's head jerked around to see the man, out cold on the floor with Xiaoyu standing by him as she just landed a kick. She looked up to see he was a mixture of shock, curiosity, and gratefulness.

"You did that?" he asked, gesturing to the man on the floor. Xiaoyu slowly nodded, straightening her posture. "...Thanks" She smiled as she picked up her bag that lay on the floor and walked away from the scene.

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"Jin!" Heihachi called from the front yard. "Come out here!" a few seconds passed before he had come out the front door. He wore reading glasses under his combed-down hair, and the usual black pants bordered with red/yellow flames along the bottom. He was shirtless, revealing his well-built structure and the black tattoo on his left arm.

"What-" his sentence was cut off at the sight of Xiaoyu gathering her stuff. He stepped closer to his grandfather and pulled him to where the girl couldn't hear what he was to say. "What is she doing here?!"

"I knew you were going to ask me that..." the old man sighed. "She's here because her family isn't."

"Wait, what the heck would a 16 year old-"

"18." he corrected him.

"Whatever!" the hot-headed man shot another vicious glare. "The point is, why is she here?" he asked, clearly emphasizing the word here.

"Because she's also here for the tournament," along with the time they had, Heihachi's patience was shrinking with every question Jin had to ask. "Which reminds me; since she is, I want you and her to train every day after school- but also after you two have finished homework and such." This then reminded him of the school indident that morning.

Jin's only response was a frown, knowing now he had nothing to say back. "Look, I understand you really don't want this. So you could even pretend she's not here for all I care. But I do want you to do as I say for now." with that, he walks away.

"Oh yes, and help her with her stuff- her room is on the second floor, third room on the right." he instructed as Jin was about to leave. He muttered a few words quietly to himself as he made his way to the limo.

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Xiaoyu's POV

Well, I can certainly see he does not like to talk a lot. Or at all. Unless it's just me, of course...well that's nice. The only reason he helps me with anything is because of his grandfather. At least he seems pretty nice.

So now we're all outside in their enormous backyard, training just like Heihachi had said. Of course, me and Mr.-Anti-Social-Jerk are going first, so I step back with my right leg while my hands go into my usual position. And so does he.

"Ready?" Heihachi asks. Though it sounded more like a command than a question. "Go!" With that, he starts off by charging in with a flying kick. By reflex, my feet skip over just enough for him to miss by a centimeter. And- AH! Spin kick to the head, huh? Alright, if that's how he wants it to be...

Luckily, I dodged that as well- or I'd be on the floor with a massive head-ache. Ugh...Now to counter. Of course by now, he had just landed the kick- leaving him open. Quickly, I fling my right leg for a roundhouse, and he catches my foot.

Crap.

Skillfully, he takes the fight to the ground by flipping me and my leg. Somehow he ends up on top of me- both knees on either of my sides with my hands pinned down by his and my face merely inches from mine. He smirks as he watches my face turn a deep crimson shade. Willing to get him off, I squirm a little more; just enough to get one of my legs free, kicking it up so that I could get on top.

As soon as I do though, he throws his feet into the air, pushing me off to the other side. Uh, this is going to take a while.

Normal POV

So far, the fight has been going on for about five minutes- though neither of the fighters are tired. Yet. However, Heihachi had gone inside to let them alone. It seems now as if the two are really getting into the fight. Both for different reasons. Apparently, Jin had first thought of Xiaoyu as an easy opponent- the way she carries herself, her fighting style, and because she's a girl. Yes, that was a sexist comment...

So as the match progressed, she continued to prove him wrong, that she wasn't an easy target. Jin on the other hand did not- under any circumstance- want to lose against a girl. No matter how strong or good she was, losing to a girl, in Jin's opinion, was quite embarrassing.

Six minutes.

Now they've been at it for six minutes. Their attacks have gotten much weaker since they had first started, but neither of them still surrendered. Although by the looks of it now, one of them were about to.

As predictable as it was, it was Xiaoyu who called a truce.

"Okay..." her breathing was no where near normal; she sounded much like a dog that had just ran a mile non-stop, as she was bent over with her hands rested on her thighs and her heart pounding at a constant rate of 120+ beats per minute. "That's it- I'm tired..." her breathing stayed pretty upbeat as she strode over to one of the fountains and took a seat.

"Give up?" Jin's voice had a hint of teasing.

"You would have too," she smiled back, eager to start a conversation. "Besides, I don't normally spar continuously like that."

"Me neither..." he sat down beside her on the edge of the running fountain. "Do you fight often?"

"Rarely," Xiaoyu replied as she took down her usual two pony-tails and replaced them with a single one. "Back in China, I trained regularly with my grandfather though. And when we heard of the 5th Iron Fist tournament, he sent me here to Japan to fight."

"You lived with your grandfather too?" he asked.

"Yeah, my parents lived in the southern part of China- but they handed me over to my grandfather to be taken care of when I was little. Of course, he lived in the far northern part of China, so I rarely got to see my parents." she looked down, remembering that time a few years back.

"That must have been hard," he replied, aware of how she felt. "My mother died a few years ago, and my father...couldn't be considered a father. At all." he was now referring to his father- Kazuya- and his mother- Jun.

Silence.

Normally, tranquility was very peaceful. Just not when you're sitting next to someone you just had a previous conversation with. Especially not if they give you the queasy feeling in the stomach and makes you go weak at the knees. So for Xiaoyu, this was no where good.

"Well, I'm gonna go take a shower." Xiaoyu prepared to stand up after the long uncommunicative moment between the two. Jin smirked, just remembering there was that fountain behind them- he then reached out and grabbed her by the hand. Evidently, this was enough to take her off balance and into the fountain.

She landed with a loud splash and a startled shriek. "Here?" he asked, smiling. Her mouth fell halfway open, knowing it was his fault she was now in the water. Vengefully, she yanked him in as well.

"Yes, here." she smirked, happily.

"Um- Ms. Xiaoyu, Mr. Kazama," the two had been oblivious to one of the maid/servants who had approached them. "It is dinner time. Mr. Heihachi Mishima had requested me to inform you that you both need to take a shower and prepare for then." Obviously, they had been absentminded to the fact that it was getting dark as well.

"Uh, thank you." Jin dismissed her, then turned his attention back to the girl next to him, now soaking wet. He stood up, careful not to slip, as he offered her his hand. She gladly took it as they headed for the door back to the mansion.

'Maybe he's not so bad...' Xiaoyu thought to herself as he held the door open for her.

Um...I don't normally write chapters this long, but I felt it was too short to stop in the middle. So yeah...next chappie will be up in a few days AND! It'll be longer too. XD

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GirlyGirl29