Chapter 4:

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Xiao could hardly breath; she coughed and spluttered. Her voice felt hoarse and sore.

"GET OFF ME!" she shrieked furiously.

Jin grinned at Xiaoyu, he felt powerful over the servant.

Xiaoyu mustered enough strength up and pushed the prince off brutally. She could finally breath properly. Her knees felt week and wobbly as she tried to get up. Each breath she took in revived her a bit more, she just wanted to scream and kill the prince. She realised then that what Miharu had said was true; the prince was a cruel man!

"How do you feel?" asked prince Jin, looking down at the servant curiously.

Xiao's face looked flustered and ill. She just wanted to punch the prince right in the face and give him a huge black eye, which would make all the palace maids cringe and run away from him! She glared at him and stared him straight in the eye.

"You dare to stare at a prince!" he asked insolently.

Xiao broke her gaze from the handsome prince Jin. "A true prince is kind…caring, and doesn't start fighting with a servant, your no prince!" she said as she carefully gripped her hands on a nearby sword, gathering up her strength yet again and pulling herself up onto her feet.

She smoothened down her plain brown dress uniform and then turned around to the direction of the large oaken door. She silently hobbled out of the dojo, leaving a bemused prince behind!

"That's one hell of a servant girl…pretty too!" he thought.

"Xiao, what the hell did you do, please tell me you didn't challenge that prince to a fight!"

Xiao looked down at her feet childishly, "Miharu…course I didn't! I just accidentally slipped!" she said sheepishly.

"Don't turn that look on me! You of all people should have more sense then to go up to and fight him," Miharu wasn't fooled by Xiao, she quickly fetched a cold sponge from a nearby wooden basin.

"Go and take this and sponge down you hurts…then dress up formally. You still have work to do!"

Xiao grumbled slightly.

"You sound like my mother!"

Mi pretended not to hear the comment and started to lecture Xiao about staying away from the rough prince.

Xiao was so tired that night; she thought she'd get a good night's sleep for she was knackered and felt like a log!

Xiao's Dream:
She entered a room and stared at herself through a mirror, her figure was quite calm and beautiful. Her eyes shone out like the moon, and her raven coloured hair danced in the wind. She wore a dark pink coloured dress, with a yellow sash around her waist. She had golden brown sandals on her feet, and in her hair there was a fresh bright red flower. She blinked her eyes and then as she peered into the mirror, right beside her was a handsome figure, although the face couldn't be seen she automatically knew this man was handsome. His arm snaked around her shoulders and his other hand stroked her hair lovingly. Xiao was curious, "who is this man?" she asked silently.

The man wore a fluttering black cloak and his face had been masked with the hood of the cloak.

Xiao could feel the winds around her growing stronger, her arms automatically clasped around the young man. Dust started to fly around the room, blinding her. Xiao pressed her face into the large robes that man wore, hiding from the dust.

Strangely she felt freezing when the winds died down. She felt a hand reaching down and caressing her cheek. She shivered from the touch, only then did she notice it was him that was making her cold!

She tried to pull away from him but it felt like she was frozen to the spot, even though she wasn't.

"LET GO!" she shouted, feeling frostbite get to her fingers. She was panicking and almost as soon as she said the words she was released from the entrapment. She fell to the floor.

As she tried to get up she saw the man reach out his hand to her, offering his help.

She carefully grabbed it and let him pull her to her feet.

They stood gazing into each other's eyes for a minute, in a trance.

"Who are you?" asked Xiao.

The figure reached up and pulled down his hood slowly.

His hair was spiked up and large bangs hung down.

His mouth was in a small smile, almost a grin.

"Hello Xiaoyu!" he whispered, eyeing her as if she was a plaything.

"Jin…what the hell are you doing here?" she asked furiously.

Jin smiled and took hold of a wisp of Xiao's hair. He let it flow back down. He took hold of her hand and kissed it gently.

"How can a slave be so beautiful?" he asked in wonder.

Xiao just stood dumbfound. She couldn't believe her ears.

As if the dream had turned into a nightmare Xiao felt his hand go straight onto her throat. It tightened; she could hardly breath! Her hand grasped Jin's and tried to prise it of, but it was on like a piece of metal, it didn't budge.

"Let go!" she begged, gasping for air, holding onto her life.

Jin didn't listen; he was too fixated on doing her harm, his fist clenched and sent a soaring punch into her face.

End off dream

Xiao woke up abruptly from her nightmare; sweat drizzled down her pale face.

She looked around at her surroundings; she could hear Miharu snoring away and the rain dripping into the bucket down below.

Xiao bowed neatly and stood stock still in front of the empress.

"Xiaoyu, today is your first day off, I do hope that you won't try to escape from Japan, you may leave!" empress Jun smiled down at the servant and passed her some money.

Xiaoyu got to her feet and smiled back at the empress, "thank you empress, you are utmost kind!"

"I think your friend Miharu will be waiting for you child so you'd better be off!"

"XIAO! WAIT UP!" yelled Miharu as she stumbled along the rocky mountain cliff.

Xiao stopped impatiently. She put her hands on her hips and sighed deeply, then took in a deep breath of the fresh mountainous air and breathed out again.

"Mi, if you need a break…just say so! I'll just continue going up by myself!"

Miharu shook her head, her hair ponytail swinging from side to side. "How many times do I have to tell you, this is the Mountain Of Spirits! It's a sacred place to the Japanese…"

"Yea...I know! It's a place where you could and can be visited by your spirit guardian…your symbol and crest! Just stop with the lectures…ok?"

Mi grumbled and sat down heavily onto a smooth chair like rock. She took off her neat sandals and dropped it onto a patch of moss. "Fine, but you better come back in an hour!" warned the fussing friend.

"You know something Mi…"

"What?" Mi asked curiously, taking off her other sandal and placing it neatly beside the other.

"You really are a motherly figure to me!" blurted Xiao teasingly.

"OI!" Miharu grabbed one of her sandals and threw it at Xiao. "Cheeky monkey!"

Xiao briskly climbed the special mountain in more eagerness as time went by. It was quite an easy climb, remembering her past climbing mountain journeys she shuddered. Her plain dark orange dress fluttered about in the wind, the ribbons that tied here hair vibrated allot.

"Hey…" whispered a voice behind her.

Xiao turned around in shock only to see the prince, she was balanced on a smallish rock at the time; at the sight of Jin she slipped and nearly fell.

Jin's strong arms caught her neatly and helped her up again.

Xiao shook her head in disbelief.

"I've got to get out of here!" she thought, gripping a Jin's hand.

"You ok?" asked Jin.

Xiao could only just stop her self from sneering at him; she nodded shyly.

Blushing she let go of the prince's hand.

"What were you doing here?" questioned the prince.

"Nothing…just…"

"Exploring? Never mind…you going anywhere in particular?"

Xiao gulped. She shook her head for the second time.

Jin smiled at her, showing perfect white teeth and a handsome face. He held out his arm in a gentlemanly manner. "How about both of us go?"

Xiao licked her dry lips. "Sorry…I've got to go!" she said quickly. Just as she turned around she felt a strong hand grab hers.

"Come on…look I'm sorry about, what happened the other day, I won't hurt you!" he promised.

Xiao trembled a smile. "Sorry sire…but a servant…should never make friends or even talk to a prince!" she said, in a mere whisper.

Prince Jin sighed and stared Xiao straight in the eye, he reached out his forefinger and lifted up her chin with it, so that he was looking directly into her eyes, and she was looking directly into his.

"You didn't seem to abide by that before the fight…or after it, and I doubt you can abide by it now…go on, say what you think of me…I dare you!"

Xiao looked so deep into his eyes, it was like he had put her under his spell.

"I think you're ignorant, spoilt and mean!" she whispered.

Prince Jin looked at her and grinned boyishly.

"And I think your pretty, clever and brave!" he whispered back, reaching out and twirling a strand of her black hair around his finger.

She wasn't flattered by his comments about her. Only angry!

"How are you supposed to know what I'm like? I've never talked to you as if you were a friend?" she shrieked furiously.

Jin felt hurt, but he did his best not to show it; and unsurprisingly it didn't. "Well how the hell are you supposed to know what I'm like?"

"I've heard stories about you…apparently you treat every servant like dirt, as if their no better then the floor you walk on!" she said, calming down slightly and tearing her gaze from him. She stood at the very edge of the mountain, looking down below.

"Well maybe I can change!" he insisted.

"That'll be the day I fall in love with you!" she said, spitting out the words like they were poison.

"How do you know that day hasn't already happened?" he asked.

"Every maid that has ever fallen in love with you end up dead! All cause of you, the day I fall in love with you will never happen Jin Mishima!"

The two stood still for a while. Jin broke the silence.

"You really do hate me that much?" he asked.

Xiao felt a little guilty and mean.

"I'm a servant…nothing more to you…even if I did fall in love with you…it would be tragic and foolish! It would never last…I'm twenty…and your twenty-two…you'll be marring soon, I never will!"

"Do you think…maybe a friendship between us can last?" he asked.

The Chinese woman blew on her hands, and rubbed them together, the weather was turning colder and colder.

"Maybe…" she whispered, avoiding Jin's gaze.

"Here, I think I have something that belongs to you…your sword and dagger."

Xiao looked up at him and risked a smile.

"Where is my sword?" she asked.

"Their back at the palace…I'll only give them to you if you if you promise to train with me every evening!"

Xiao was defeated; she couldn't bare the fact that her sword was lying unused, besides this would be a chance to show the prince how good she was with a sword, and her chance to make him wish he had never chllenged her before!

She smiled, "ok!"

That night Jin dreamt a nightmare, something that would haunt his footsteps for years to come!

Jin's Dream:

He walked towards a ground full of dull gravestones, in his hand were a bunch or pink and red roses. His face was grim; his red cloak blew in the wind.

He singled out one of the gravestones and walked towards it, he got down on his knees and prayed silently for a few minutes.

Afterwards he lowered the roses and put them onto the soil.

He looked straight at the carved words on the gravestone.

It read:

Here lies Ling Xiaoyu,

A honourable friend, a faithful servant and a talented worrier.

She died in the call of duty, protecting the prince on his wedding day.

Once a slave, then a servant, and laid to rest by a bullet to the heart.

Jin knew different.

"She didn't die from a bullet…only from a broken heart!" he muttered.

"It was all my fault she died…all because I couldn't except the fact that I loved her, and that she loved me! I was her curse…her downfall, and her captor. She was my phoenix, the person who made me human! Xiao…was so delicate, so fragile, to me! She was…an angel…and I treated her like dirt!" though Jin, wiping away tears from his face.

End of Dream

Writers Note:

I've made this chapter really long cause I haven't posted up in a while, so I hope you enjoyed reading it!Also, thanks to all mah reviewers! YOU ALL ROCK!