A/N: Well well! I apologize for this chapter being a little late but I hope you enjoy it! Its kinda short, which I apologize deeply for, but it does have a lot of detail in it rather than dialogue. The real action is going to start up in the next chapter.
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Hwoarang: The authoress does not own Tekken or any of the characters that appear in this fanfiction except for Kiyoko.
Kiyoko: Wait, Serpent owns me?
Serpent: I mean...technically...
Kiyoko: What?
Jin: ...can we just start the chapter?
"Jin-sama, I'm leaving," I said, poking my head in the large study.
He waved his hand lightly, not even looking up from what he was working on at his desk. I shut the door quietly so I wouldn't disturb him more than I already had.
I had to resist from running down the streets as I made my way purposefully through the small town. Nothing says suspicious like running through town and I didn't want to be stopped and risk being late. It was moments like these I really wished Jin would let me have a car. I guess I could ask about it but I was highly skeptical and very convinced that he would laugh in my faceā¦it was that unlikely.
I finally arrived at the location Hwoarang wrote down: a small temple-like dojo at the top of a small hill on the other side of town.
I climbed the stairs and walked into a large open practice space with various equipment scattered around the yard. The dojo itself was off to my left. I could see Hwoarang stretching on the far side of the field, dressed in his white taekwondo gear. The white pants and open white shirt seemed to make Hwoarang glow and his fiery red hair to stand out even more than usual.
"Hwoarang!" I called out after I had gotten my slight blush under control, speeding across the space between us.
He looked up and smiled, "Hey Kiyoko! Let's get started."
"Ok!"
"He looked at me appraisingly before asking, "Have you stretched yet?" When I shook my head negatively, he continued, "Ok stretch first. You always need to stretch before you practice or fight in a match. With the style I'm going to teach you, you need to spend a few extra minutes stretching your legs."
I nodded and started to stretch in determination, spending extra time on my calves and hamstrings.
Hwoarang watched as Kiyoko stretched, commenting occasionally on a stretch that could work better for what she was currently working on. He also took the time to admire her. She definitely had some good looks, not perfect but very pleasing to the eye. Her long black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. He noticed that her bangs got in her eyes when she bent down and made a mental note to get her a headband similar to his own. The excitement that shone in her blue eyes made him want to smile. She wasn't overly curvy, but she wasn't lacking either. The gym clothes she wore clung to her, showing off what she had. Hwoarang noted with amusement that as soon as she got settled she took her shoes off.
"Hey Hwoarang?" she waved her hand in front of his face, "I'm done stretching; stop zoning out."
He shook himself out of his thoughts, thankful that Kiyoko didn't notice his staring, "Ok, I'll start showing you some basic moves."
Kiyoko gave him that small smile that he enjoyed being the cause of, making him to respond with a wide grin of his own. Training Kiyoko was going to be fun.
Jin wasn't quite sure why he felt compelled to follow Kiyoko. He guessed it was a combination of curiosity and boredom. With mild surprise, he ended up following her to the small dojo directly across town from the Kazama residence, a rather long walk for the both of them. Was she going to train herself?
"Perhaps I-" Jin's mutterings trained off when he saw her face light up.
Kiyoko was meeting Hwoarang and, admittedly, Jin was a little upset; a protective, brotherly attitude flaring up. What could that temperamental Korean possibly have to teach Kiyoko?
Jin observed the two as Hwoarang taught Kiyoko some basic moves. His dark eyes widened slightly: the girl was a natural. It was hard to believe that she had never fought before this. The Korean only had to demonstrate a kick or punch once and Kiyoko could imitate it perfectly. She was graceful and quick, even the Korean looked impressed.
Hwoarang started to show her a more difficult combo move that involved a series of rapid high kicks. It was when Kiyoko once again replicated it that Jin decided to let her continue these "secret" lessons. In Jin's eyes, Kiyoko would learn a lot more from Hwoarang than himself since she was more suited to the Korean's style.
Deep in his thoughts, Jin followed Kiyoko back. He almost missed the girl stop at a small outdoor store. She browsed the clothing, her slim fingers stopping to run over a well-made martial arts gi that was similar to what the Korean wore. It was the darkest black, completely opposite of Hwoarang, accented with deep blue and silver. Jin recognized the look of longing in her eyes and the disappointment when she looked at the price. He heard her sigh and watched as she left.
Jin did some quick calculations: Kiyoko's birthday was coming up soon, just before the tournament. He pulled his wallet out and went to find the merchant.
Jin waved Kiyoko off when she said she was leaving. Ever since he had followed her weeks ago, he had given her every Saturday off for her to improve. Of course, she didn't know he knew. He even gave her random weekdays off for extra practice, knowing that she would contact Hwoarang. Jin would follow her on occasion and watch her lessons; she was learning rapidly.
She was already learning some of Hwoarang's more complicated throw moves and combos. She had a devastating roundhouse and high kick for someone her size. It was apparent that she practiced on her own as well, focusing on improving her speed. Her legs almost seemed to blur when she performed high kick combos. And Hwoarang only pushed her to be faster still, explaining that she should rely on and hone her speed because she was so small. Jin completely agreed.
They were leaving for the tournament tomorrow. Knowing Kiyoko was coming back a little early to pack, Jin waited for her patiently. When she returned home, he stopped her.
"Kiyoko, come here."
"Yes Jin-sama?" she answered in a nervous tone.
"Where have you been going on your days off?" Jin asked in a 'don't lie to me' tone.
Kiyoko didn't look him in the eye when she answered, "I've been meeting a friend who's been teaching me how to fight."
"Hwoarang."
She looked up in surprise, just in time to catch the amused look in his dark eyes before it faded away.
"You knew?" she exclaimed, "I didn't think you wanted me to learn how to fight!"
He shrugged, handing her a box instead of answering.
She opened the box after sending her master a curious look. As soon as she saw the fine material of the gi, she dropped the box in surprise. Her blue eyes shining, she threw her arms around Jin's neck in a sisterly hug.
"Thank you Jin-sama."
"Happy Birthday Kiyoko," Jin whispered, wrapping his arms around her protectively.
He would make sure nothing bad ever happened to his "little sister".
A/N: Once again, sorry it was late! But I hope a lot of you thought it was worth the wait!
Clarification: This started out in Kiyoko's POV then I gave you a little taste of Hwoarang and Jin's POVs as well. See you next chapter! Please review! :)
