Deceitful Gestures

Chapter 3

Lili had never felt more alone in the world then right at that moment. After hearing the words Sebastian said to her and watching him walk out of her bedroom with not even a glance back, the clicking sound of her door added a finality that she really wasn't ready for. Salty tears dripped down her face and the next thing she knew she had been in her room for at least two days, not once had she shown her face to her father or Sebastian and she would rather it stay that way.

Her hair was sprawled across her multiple pillows and her whole face was beet red from all the crying and stressful groans she kept making. What grabbed her attention was the loud and expensive doorbell to her home ringing and a rather impressively loud banging on the front double doors. She waited a couple moments, listening intently and stopping her heavy breathing to see if a maid or maybe Sebastian would open the door for the stranger...but no one did.

When the racket continued she groaned rather loudly and stopped all the way down the spiral staircase, past the completely empty and massive kitchen, down the main hall, and across the large mantle of her mother , and eventually in front of the double doors leading into her home. She opened the large door with as much strength as she could muster and narrowed her eyes at the intruder.

"What?!" She practically growled.

Dark shades peered down and into the icy blue eyes of the Rochefort heir and then he saw a change. They paused, widened a little and her small mouth did a shape of a small 'o' and her whole demeanor seemed to collapse into itself as she leaned on the door for more support perhaps.

The shades he was wearing were so dark that she struggled to peer into them to find his eyes, but it was a fruitless search, he could see inside her soul and she would never be able to return the favor for as long as he had the accessory on.

He gazed at her momentarily, noting her red-streaked face and the bruises under her eyes and the matching ones on her arms and across her chest, then raising his eyebrows lightly at her attire, a strapless dress that was nearly all see-through except for the area that snuggled her breasts together enticingly (those he also noticed had bruises across them, especially between them and in most likely crevices he couldn't see, those marks were a soft red and slightly puckered), her golden tresses were messy and her bangs were uneven, even her feet were bare.

Jin in the flesh was looking at her in her most venerable state and she couldn't help but seem to cower under his scrutinizing even though she couldn't exactly see him staring at her, but she did feel him doing it.

"My father isn't here" she told him almost dismissively. She went to shut the door but his foot didn't allow it.

"I didn't come here for your father" he told her.

She cut her eyes away from his face and backed away from the door frame, allowing enough room for him to walk in, which he did. Lili shut the door behind him and walked in front of him to another area of the living room, off to side of the mantle, where up above Jin noticed the giant painting for the first time. He never noticed it until he found himself halting all of his thoughts just to gaze at the mural.

The woman sitting with her hands in her lap seemed absolutely calm and serene, gentle and lady-like with kind eyes, the perfect mother figure no doubt. Her blonde hair and soft side bang flowed down her back and seemed to go on forever and the small smirk she had almost made Jin's heart skip a beat (something that was foreign to the always serious man), her almost icy silver eyes seemed to tell a different story...a sad story.

His eyes snapped down as Lili stood in front of him, looking from him slowly and to the painting on the wall. She had a steaming cup of tea on a small tray for him but that didn't seem to register in her mind as her eyes seemed to lower at the sight of her mother holding the brooding man's attention.

The younger blonde female set the small tray down on a table off to the side and turned her attention back to the silent man who seemed almost...embarrassed to be caught staring at the mural. "I see my mother has once again stolen the show" she said with a slight smile.

Jin glanced at the picture one last time and sweeped his gaze all around the room except at Lili who was staring right at him. "Lilian Celeste. My father met her once...disastrous" Jin muttered.

Lili tilted her head to the side like a puppy, a question rising on her lips. "I had no idea..." Her lips pursed in thought before her mouth set in a straight line. "Then again my father never tells me anything anymore..."

She set off walking with the intention of Jin following after her, which he did but not without giving the beautiful painting one last glance before letting his eyes travel down her slender back and to her slightly exposed backside that was only covered with white panties. She really walked around the house like that? He wondered to himself.

Lili could feel holes burning through her back and knew Jin was staring once again. She didn't mind all too much, somewhere in the back of her mind she knew he had looked intensely at the bruises her father left behind and that made her feel more embarrassed than him ever seeing her half naked. She would prefer that over her father's atrocities being on full display any day.

The two passed by the massive kitchen once again, Jin not surprised by any of its grandness considering his was if not the same size larger. They ascended the spiral staircase all the way up to her room (which was much too large for her he was sure) and she walked in and he followed behind her, inwardly frowning when he realized the only reason he would ever walk into a woman's bedroom would be for one thing.

He left the door open and sat down on the small chair sitting plainly in front of her massive white laced canopy as she padded her way into her bathroom to get a hairbrush. He cleared his throat as he watched when she exited and sat in front of the mirror in front of him. She grabbed pieces of her hair as if it would just fall out if she tugged on it in the slightest and soon her messy bed head turned into a pretty golden curtain falling around her shoulders and she cut her bangs straight across her forehead with a certain perfection that Jin couldn't possibly hope to achieve.

"So...I know you didn't just come here to stare at my late mother above our fireplace" she spoke aloud.

He watched her momentarily before returning his attention back to his thoughts and memories of a year ago. The baking sun and that ghost town, the fallen cathedral and her sudden appearance, the kick that she threw that sent him sailing clear through the wall and then that red-headed monkey making a sudden appearance and forcing him to...turn. He clenched a fist tightly on the armrest of her chair at the memory and his eyes narrowed at the back of her head. The thought of her ever defeating him in a fight brought out a rage in him that he didn't think possible in terms of her and he found himself slamming a fist down over her shoulder and on the surface of her small desk with the mirror attached to it.

He stood over her almost possessively and he gazed at her reflection in the mirror as she remained seated in the plush chair in front of the desk. She stared at him silently, not blinking and looking at his face tentatively and vaguely wondering what had him so angry in that short amount of time. From the way his jaw was slightly twitching gave Lili the indication that whatever he was mad about, she was the cause, and whatever it was it deeply bothered him. She wanted to smirk so badly.

He put his other hand softly on the surface of the desk over her left shoulder and he leaned lower to where his chest was almost touching the top of her head. He asked his question slow and deliberate and Lili knew that if she answered wrong he would possibly gut her right then and there in her very own room and won't think twice about it.

"How did you find me?" He nearly growled out. "In that barren desert with nothing around for miles...you attacked me out of nowhere"

In a flash it seemed, she had turned around in her chair to face him and spread her legs so that they bordered his. Her head tilted back and her bruised skin was fully on display for him now and her equally bruised lips pursed up at him in thought. Her hair now cascaded over his fingers which were still firmly planted behind her and every single strand felt like silk to him. Jin found himself swallowing slowly.

"You say that as if I attacked you for no reason" she cut her eyes away from him before returning her gaze back on his half covered face, still seeing nothing behind those dark shades of his. "I hope you understand that I had every intention of killing you back then...maybe I still do"

*Thump*

He scoffed. "You still haven't answered my question"

She rolled her eyes almost playfully and Jin had to suppress the urge of wrapping his hands around her throat. "Raven was very helpful"

His eyes narrowed further. He was sure after he regained his memory that no one knew he was alive other than his father who knew deep down that his son was never really dead to begin with.

"If he's paid enough, Raven can be useful. So there's no doubt I nearly blew his mind with my offers and he doesn't particularly like you either so he was almost more than willing to tell me where he last saw you. After that...I had an old friend of mine help me get there who owed me a favor and there you were. All lost and unsuspecting..." She blinked up at him and he could feel his annoyance fluctuate.

*Thump Thump*

He gritted his teeth at her and then snatched away from his presence, storming out of her room in a wind of fury and stomping his way all the way down her stairs and out the front doors, being sure to slam them both extra hard.

Lili finally flinched when the loud clap of noise bounced off the walls of the house and painfully echoed between her ears. Her cheeks flooded with heat as she put a shaky hand up onto her forehead and laughter started to erupt somewhere from her throat. She chuckled behind her tightly pinned lips and covered them with her hand, eventually she couldn't hold it any longer and fell faint against her table behind her. Lazily, she draped her arm across the length of her forehead and let out an exasperated sigh. Oh how amusing Jin Kazama really was.

Jin clutched at his erratic beating heart and narrowed his eyes even further. He went to her home to confront her personally and he still hadn't really gotten the answers out of her that he wanted, all because he seemed to be distracted for some reason. Flashes of pieces of her body flew through his head as he seemed to subconsciously memorize every detail about her without even knowing it.

The way her hair felt as it seeped through his fingers, the way her pouty mouth opened a little when she stared up at him, the soft curves and arches of her lower back and plump cheeks as they poked out from her thin white panties, her creamy thighs as they spread for him, the way she playfully smiled up at him and pleasantly told him she wanted to kill him, and just they way she gazed up at him...

He was pissed to say the least and he would have to admit through gritted teeth that he was attracted to the young girl and it was clear to see where she got her enticing looks from. Her mother was stunning enough to catch his eye and he would even admit that she would be the woman he would consider to marry, but he was stuck with her daughter who had the personality of someone that could cause him to put a bullet through his own head.

He didn't take the family limo to her mansion this time and got into his own vehicle. A simply but fairly efficient midnight black escalade that was also black on the inside. Stepping on the pedal violently, he burned rubber as he sped down her driveway and through her silver gates and passing by the giant field of pure white and orange lilies. He shook his head at the sight and tightened his jaw, gazing absentmindedly at the flying petals on the wind as it carried them across his windshield.

"I didn't know you started taking an interest in her already" Kazuya said in an amused tone as he popped grapes in his mouth.

Jin glared at him, inwardly wishing he'd choke on one. "I'm not interested in that nuisance of a girl. I only went to question her about how she found me in the desert, it should've been virtually impossible considering everyone thought I was dead. Apparently Raven gave her a tip and that was how she was able to find me"

Kazuya laughed loudly, clearly tickled by the fact his high and mighty son let his soon to be wife get under his skin so quickly and efficiently. He could tell by the way Jin was leaning against the doorframe to his office with his arms angrily crossed and his slightly red face. There was nothing Jin could hide from him when it came to his emotions. To his father, he was an open book with his heart on his sleeve, to others, he was a silent brooding man who had no emotions.

But something in what Jin said to him struck his interest. The mention of the elusive Raven made Kazuya remember a time when he one time offered the man a proposition and he turned it down. It included something along the lines of working for him and he won't be killed and the next thing Kazuya knew, he had disappeared from sight and has been impossible to find ever since then. The fact that the Rochefort heir of all people was able to grasp the ninja's attention was an impressive feat upon itself, there was also the fact that Raven despised him and Jin all the same.

"Crafty like her father, and ambitious like him too. She would be a nice asset to this—

The company was not up for discussion. If anything his arranged marriage and his piece of the business would be two very separate things, he would never mix the two. He would stop his father's maniac idea right at the bud. Mishima Co. was like Jin's zen just like Lili's possessions were at one time her zen, he didn't want to share it with anyone, especially someone like the Rochefort heir who would more than likely sink her fangs into it and drain it of life simply to piss Jin off. He almost wondered if it got her off just to see him of all people in frustration or pain.

"No." Jin said with a finality that even Kazuya knew he wouldn't be able to sway. "Getting married to her is unfortunate enough..." Jin muttered.

Lili stood in front of her father and Sebastian as if she were on trial. She looked back and forth between them uncertainly and then averted her gaze to her feet that were occupied by white heels at the moment. She changed from her skimpy sleep ware to a plan white dress with thick straps that hardly left any skin on her shoulders visible, the hemline was barely passing her collarbones, and the whole dress itself stopped abruptly above her knees. The whole ensemble still didn't stop her father from leering at her with a look that someone who was related to him should've never known.

Her blonde hair was in the popular 80's style. A thick white headband sat at the front of her head and her bangs were pleasantly rolled back into a nice pompadour. Opal pearls sat in her ears and around her slender neck, the bruises that were once there covered away by her favorite concealer.

"So, your talk with Jin...went well I presume" her father asked her simply.

Lili's eyes swooped across the room before meeting her father's for the first time the whole interrogation. "I attempted to subtly seduce him if that's what you're asking" then her eyes flickered away just as fast. "But the man has a will of steal, surely you know this"

Her father made a disgruntled noise and she sunk even further into herself. Not that he would ever know, to the both of them (Sebastian and Edward) she appeared a bit bored, and not in the slightest peaked in interest, but inside she was tearing herself apart. She involuntarily flinched when Edward raised his hand to scratch at his beard and sighed in relief when her mind (in a rather delayed and slowed movement) figured out his true intentions and preferred the dark look he gave her to the hardness of his hand. All the same, she fixed her tone when speaking to him after she realized it was her tone that upset him.

"Strong will be damned, he is still a man. And all men have needs no matter how strong their mind is and how deep their ambitions go. Surely, you must know that Emilie" her father almost purred.

Said girl turned her head in an almost disdained fashion and swallowed, allowing the shiver to crawl up her back in a leisurely pace. Her clammy hands started to fidget (a habit foreign to her unless she happened to be in the presence of her tyrant of a father) and they clutched at each other in an attempt to calm their host, and she couldn't stop the light tears from falling silently. Her eyes widened more and more every passing second and she could almost hear him licking his lips at the doe like expression.

She didn't dare look at Sebastian, the traitor because she knew what she would find—his heart breaking for her. How dare he?! How dare he still weep for her when he threw her to the wolves (wolf—there was only one and he was big and bad and all knowing and powerful, refusing to be stopped) without even a glance behind him? But that was exactly what she should've expected from Sebastian because little did she know, the kind of sympathy she was looking for in him would never be found. It just sucked that he didn't show his true colors until it was the most crucial point of her life.

"Sebastian..." Edward called to him.

The once loyal butler looked to his master and recognized the same mechanisms and the same gestures. It was like being thrown back in time where Lilian was standing in front of the both of them instead of Lili and the same expression was on her face. A mixture of depression and deep loathing, except with her mother, a touch of slight heat was embedded in the corner of her eyes and etched itself out into the shakiness of her fingertips: furious anticipation. She was a case of Stockholm syndrome that he had fallen in love with on first sight. He couldn't fathom how she had fallen so hard and so fast for Edward, but he had gotten his piece when he needed to...and he would never regret that one night between them for as long as he lived.

"Yes sir" he answered.

His gestures, they were all the same. Loosening his tie, the cuff links forgotten, and his over coat thrown to the side rather abruptly. "My daughter and I must speak on private matters. I must teach her the ways in which to resist a man that clearly wants to take advantage of her"

Sebastian could do nothing but once again turn away from the atrocity that became his master and simply nod his head, once again leaving his young ward to her father. His gloved hand softly touched the door to leave and he walked through and slowly closed it behind him, all the while avoiding the piercing gaze that Lili's striking blue eyes gave him as he disappeared into the depths of the mansion.

A/N: Greetings my lovely readers!

I apologize for the wait but I kinda wanted to make this longer and maybe, a little more in depth ? And that's what I tried to do here. If this wasn't to your liking then...o.O i don't know what to tell ya. Hopefully it'll get better then?