Chapter 4: Perverted Thoughts and Questions

Xiao's POV

I can't believe this. If I didn't think I could focus almost an hour ago, I really can't think now. Dammit! If it wasn't for 'Mr. one second I'm a jerk then the next, I'm all over this girl I have previously offended somehow', I could have completed this dumb math homework hours ago. I probably just need a break, after all, I can hear my stomach begging for food anyway. Yeah, I'm gonna get a snack.

Now back to Jin. Gosh, I hate him! Why can't he just be one of those 'regular' or 'normal' guys that; if they like you, they'd ask you out. If they don't, they'd leave you alone. But no, he just has to mess with my 18 year old head, didn't he? Ugh! Great, I'm now pissed off. You see what he does?!

Alright, calmly, Xiao. I'm already at the door. Without slowly opening the door like I normally do, I instead yank on the door knob as it flies open as I walk out with a look of anger towards a certain someone. Ugh, this is so-

Oh my gosh.

As soon as I step out, I find Jin standing a few feet away from the room I was previously in. He gives me that look on his face again where he smirks at me. Not again! Every time he does that, I always seem to find my heart beating slightly faster along with my stomach feeling as if it had just turned around. I try to keep a straight face.

"Angry?" he asks ever so coolly. As he said this, I debate whether to deny that and move on, or if I should confess what's really going on in my mind and get caught up in another conversation.

"...No..." I lie. "What are you doing here anyway? I'm sure your room is on the other end of the hallway." I snap back.

"I only asked whether you were upset," he smiles at me. No! There goes that feeling again. He just had to be so cute. I only sigh at my own thoughts as he continues. "Besides, I was on my way to my room. But it looks like you wanna say something."

'Yes! I wanna say that I, Ling Xiaoyu, have completely fallen for you. Everything about you just makes me feel complete.' What was that? That was so...dramatic soap opera. Kinda like what mom used to watch...Uh, I snap out of my thoughts long enough to realize he's waiting for a reply.

"Well I'm not," I say as I make my way to the door leading to the stairs.

"You sure?"

"Yes!" Now I sound like I'm avoiding him somehow. "And I don't need another one of your smart-ass remarks. I'm on my way to the kitchen because...I'm hungry." He's really ticking me off right now- I'm probably gonna say something stupid, and he's going to reply somehow staying so calm.

"You lose your temper pretty quickly," he laughs. See? My stupidity can never be good. I angrily narrow my eyes at him, ignoring that as I open the door and head for the kitchen. Maybe I should just forget about him. It should make things a lot easier. It'll probably be hard- considering the fact we're living under the same roof, but it's worth a try.

Normal POV

Xiaoyu stealthily made her way down the stairs, then across the hallway, careful not to wake any of the servants, or Heihachi. For a while, the only sounds were the light steps she made with her fuzzy, pink slippers, the annoying ticking clocks every hallway, and her silent breathing.

By then, she had made her way to the kitchen, now rummaging through the refridgerator- when she heard constant ringing of the phone. She slowly stood up and walked over to the phone, making sure nobody saw. Before she could pick it up though, the ringing had stopped.

'Eavesdropping is bad, Xiao!'she heard a faint voice. Probably just her conscience. Ignoring it, she quickly picked the phone up and replaced it with her finger, making it subtle and unnoticeable she was listening.

"I'll feel guilty for this later," she whispered to herself as she put the phone to her right ear.

"Hello? Is this-" a deep voice started. It sounded freakishly similar to Heihachi's- it probably was...

"Shh! No one is to know my name!" the other person snapped.

"Sorry, I realize your name is...anonymous."

"Yes," the other one continued. "So, is 'he' still alive?"

"Of course," Heihachi sounded somewhat surprised. "Is he not supposed to be?"

"If you want the devil gene..." the man paused for the old dramatic effect. "No."

"Well, what am I supposed to do?"

"Nothing," Gosh, they really spill everything. "That's what we're here for."

"So you're gonna take him out?"

"Yes,"

"Okay..." Heihachi seemed a little unsure about this.

"So just lay low."

"I will." this was probably the end of the conversation. "When will you do so?"

"The first day of the tournament will be our first attempt."

"Good. And thank you," after that was said, the phone was hung up between the two. Xiaoyu looked around before lowering the phone from her ear as well. Several questions ran through her mind. The most important one though, had to be who were they talking about? There was a world of possibilities, but she would probably have to figure out at the tournament.

--

'Be-Be-Be-Beep!' 'Be-Be-Be-Beep!'

That familiar irritating alarm had went off. Xiaoyu opened one eye halfway to see it was only seven am. Flinging her hand up to press the button and stop the alarm from bugging her anymore, she then shut her eyes once more. She was fully aware though, that this was going to get her in trouble. Ah well.

A few seconds of silence passed by before she heard her door slowly creek open, and shut. She stayed silent though, hoping to get a few more hours of sleep. Even though this was her last week of school, she couldn't care less if she was late. Unfortunately, she heard light footsteps approaching her. No doubt they were going to get her out of bed.

"Xiaoyu," he started. See? "Get up."

"Mmmph!" she whined, face first into her pillow. Her hand searched the bed until it came to a pillow beside her. She picked it up and threw it to Jin- her way of saying go away- as he heard more muffled whining.

"Come on," he urged. "It's 8, and the limo's leaving in five minutes." she sat up, surprised at what he said.

"What?!" apparently, she did care if she was late or not.

"I'm just kidding," he laughed. She picked up another pillow and threw it once again at him as she hesitantly got out of the soft bed. Picking up her bright pink brush, she started on her hair, which fell slightly below her shoulders. The Chinese girl had on a silky pink spaghetti-strap that barely reached her matching shorts; in other words, it was pretty revealing. She looked over to her right to see Jin, now seated on a nearby chair, just...staring at her. His eyes went from her skinny legs- up to her flat stomach- and a little higher to...

"Yes?" she asked, smirking, snapping him out of his dazed state.

"Huh?" he asked, his cheeks flushing a darker crimson every second. "Uh, nothing..." he replied as he mentally scolding himself for thinking such perverted thoughts.

"Sure..." she smiled, making him feel even more...embarrassed is the word?

"Just hurry,"

"I still have to change!" she reminded him, just finishing her hair. It had been let down, until she put it up in her usual two-ponytails. "But if you want to keep staring, I'll be in there..." she teased, heading towards the walk-in closet.

"You want me to?" he shot back. She simply rolled her eyes and shut the door behind her.

--

"Well, most of you did very well on the test," the teacher announced in front of her students.

"Yeah right." Xiaoyu looked down to her paper- still in denial how the black ink and the pencil marks were hardly seen under all the red x's. Below where she had neatly written her name lay a big fat 'F'. Fortunately, this was the end of 5th period, meaning lunch time for them.

"Hey Xiao," Asuka approached her friend, crouched down dropping her stuff off at her locker.

"I failed." she deadpanned.

"The test?" she asked knowingly. Xiaoyu then stood up and slammed her locker shut. "But you know...this is our last week here before the tournament."

"But that stuff is after school; we'll still be here for a little while." she answered- then changed the subject, "Have you seen Jin?"

"Because...?" she smirked. At this, Xiaoyu realized she had worded it wrong.

"Uh, because...I...um," she stammered uneasily. "Because-"

"No, I haven't seen him today- yet." she answered, saving Xiaoyu from babbling continuously. "Do you talk to him?"

"Eh...yes." she admitted.

"Really...?" the smirk on Asuka's face had come back as questions ran through her mind. Embarrassing, in-the-spotlight, make-you-turn-red questions. "Has he kissed you?" she asked as they continued walking towards the cafeteria.

"Yes," she spoke up. "Twice."

"Wow," Asuka seemed pretty amused. "Are you guys together?"

'I wish,' she thought to herself. "Nope."

"Oh," she continued on. She then smiled to herself as another question popped up in her head. "Have you two...done 'it' yet?"

"What?!" Xiaoyu looked up, surprised and shocked, her face flushed a bright red. "That's...what...but...I, he...EW!" she finished with a squeak as Asuka broke into laughter. The embarrassed girl cautiously looked around to make sure nobody had heard that.

"I'm just kidding, Xiaoyu," she said, her laughter slowly dying out. "Now come on, before the line gets longer." she grabbed her by the hand and pulled her along the large cafeteria. Oh well; only 4 more days until the tournament anyway.

Heh...yeah, implied sick thoughts in this chapter- from Jin and Asuka. Seems they really are cousins ;). Anyway, next chapter will be the start of the tournament- but they will still be in school and stuff. Leave a review! I'm open to suggestions, criticism, and opinions!

-FilipinaChick29 (Yeah, I changed it from GirlyGirl29- to that. I like it this time though, but tell me what you think!)

P.S. HAPPY (insert number here)th BIRTHDAY, BLACK5BELT! Yeah, now I'm only 2 years older than you :D