First Day

Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken or it's characters. I only own my original character Hwa-Young

Note: The ( shown represents a flashback

Baek sighed, Rubbing his temples, He could feel a migraine coming on as he stood before the redhead youth. The boy was even more of a handful then he had expected him to be... "At least eat something... Your mother won't be happy if you get sick from malnutrition on your first day here."

"Fuck you..." The boy spat. Arms crossed over his chest as he glared towards the window. Looking worn out and tired. Had he really been sitting on the couch all night? Maybe waiting for his mother to come back and get him... It made Baek feel rather guilty... Maybe he should take the kid back to her? One way or another. He knew he was going to be pushed to the edge by this kid. One whole day and all he'd gotten from the boy were dirty looks and aggressive bad language.

"Listen kid... I have a busy schedule.. So eat up and nap. Since you've clearly avoided sleeping all night... I'll come up and check on you again in a bit.." He said. Reminder. he would have to ask Hwa-Young for her son's name when he saw her again. It was getting bothersome to keep calling him kid... He left the room. Hearing the boys mumbled reply of Fuck you once again and sighed deeply... Heading downstairs to prepare for his students arrival.

The boy watched him leave and got up. Turning on the Tv, Increasing the volume before going into the kitchen to grab some snacks. As his stomach was rubbling terribly. He grabbed a bowl full of things. Before flopping back in the couch and began

eating as he watched the tv.

"No! Your balance is all off! Like this!" Baek yelled. Taking up a fighting pose and demonstrated one of his own self taught moves. Awing the students and ordered them to start over again in pairs of two. Sparing against eachother.

He walked back and forth in the room. Watching them sternly. Hands behind his back, Eyes seriously and focused. "That's it... Perfect stance... Keep going.." He said, Looking at his top student with a proud smile... "Now round two!"

Do-Hyun grew bored with the tv. Dropping the bowl of snacks onto the floor and listened to the voices down there for a moment. Curious. He slipped off the couch onto his feet and went out into the hall. Sneaking down the stairs unheard towards the open door where the voices where coming from... He leaned forward and peered around the side to avoid being spotted. Watching the group of teens in matching dobok sparing rapidly as Baek stood watch.

The boy felt drawn in. He was always drawn in by spots amongst other things. Even martial arts... He was about to head upstairs when his eyes landed on the front door.. Right there.. So close... He couldn't resist... He crept past the doorway to the door and pulled on the hinge.. Opening the door and ran out. Feeling freedom from the wind blowing in his hair and kept going.

Another day of hard training. They were getting better. That thought filled him with a pride.. But no time to rejoice in it... He needed to check on his hostile young guest.. "Are you still awake?" He called, Heading up the stairs. The living room was empty. He instantly spotted the bowl of forgotten treats on the floor and decided to check the other rooms before scowling... Curse his luck... The kid had run off... He changed out of his dobok into a short brown jacket and blue jeans before fixing his hair and leaving his house to find the boy again.

The boy walked down the street quickly. Memorising the area on his way home.. The real home... Not with that man his mother suddenly sold him off to... He shook his head. Mother wouldn't do that... Once they were both at home... They could talk and she'd let him stay then... He'd convince her to... He thought. Looking up as home came into view... He moved around silent, Unseen and reached a open window. Pulling himself inside and went to the apartment they were staying at... Finding the spare key hidden under the rug as always and got inside.

He went to his room, Grabbing a bag from under his bed and started filling it up with the money he'd fairly earned. It was starting to build up now.. He couldn't understand why his mother had gotten mad at him for earning money... When it helped towards supporting them... All he wanted was to help her, For them to help eachother... That's what family were supposed to do... Look after eachother...

He sighed, Wiping away tears that threatened to appear over her betrayal, That she would so easily sell him... It did dampen the trust... But he was sure they would resolve things... They had to... So he slipped the bag over his shoulder and snuck out again... Deciding to go and wait by his mother's workplace for her...

Even if she worked in the shading part of town... He could manage it... He was experienced in protecting himself now... So he wandered onwards... With no fear or regret... Everything would be alright as soon as he convinced mother that he would help support them.

He raised a brow when he noticed a older man following him and hastened his pace, Taking a short cut down a street corner towards a worse fence. There was a hole there. Just big enough for him to crawl through and escape his pursuer.. Just as he got down to go through. He was suddenly yanked back by a hand gripping the bag pack. "Not so fast kid." The man sneered. Looking down at him.

"Don't you know you have to pay tribute to pass through my land?" The man smirked. Lifting him up easily by the handle of the bag and brought him face to face. "So, You better hope you got enough worth stuff in this little purse of yours. Or else I'm gonna have to be forced to get my payment another way.." He said with a slight chuckle. That he soon came to regret a moment later.

Do-Hyun glared at him, Taking advantage of the close position to his assailant. He lunged forward and chopped down on the man's nose, Holding on tightly, Teeth digging into the man's flesh. He kept held on, Even when he felt the metallic tasting liquid drip into his mouth.

He was finally stopped when the man wrapped a hand in his hair. Forcibly ripping him away, Screaming at the pain of the flesh being torn from his face. "You little bastard! You're gonna pay for that!" He yelled, Flinging the boy against the wall roughly before placing a hand to his face and looking at the fresh blood seeping down from the wound.

The boy yelped as his back collided with the wall, Knocking the wind out of him as he slunk to the floor. He rolled over to his stomach. Getting ready to push himself to his feet when he felt a sharp kick to the stomach, Taking him off balance again. Followed by another and another. He spit out blood. Whimpering slightly. "M... Mo..." He started to mumble.

"That's it you little cunt... Cry for mommy... I'm sure she'll be happy when she sees the remains of yours I post through her fucking door!" He yelled, Pulling a knife out from his boot and knelt down. Yanking the boy's head up and grinned. Ready to finish the little encounter of theirs.

Before the knife could connect with the delicate flesh of his neck, A booted foot stamped down hard on his hand. Cracking the knuckle and forcing him to drop the knife. "Is this what you get a kick out of? Bullying defenseless kids in the street?"

Do-Hyun glanced up... Seeing Baek Doo San standing there with his foot pressed down on the man's hand... He groaned and forced himself up into a sitting position... Watching Baek move his hand from the man's foot and stepped back slightly. Allowing him to stand. "I'm giving you a chance to go now... I suggest you take it..."

The man merely growled in response as he started to start. Quickly grabbing the knife with his good head and thrust it forward towards Baek, Aiming for his throat. "Or you can take this!" He screamed. Feeling the knife draw near.

The young observer leaned back against the cold stone behind him, Staring with a look of shock and awe, As Baek easily caught the hand attempting to maim him and pushed the attacker back, Before turning around swiftly and raised his leg in perfect timing. The ankle meeting the man's jaw and set him head first towards the wall.

Baek lowered his leg, Watching the would be gangster slump to the floor, Satisfied that he was indisposed, He turned his eyes to his young ward... "I'm not going to ask if you're alright... Rather... I'll tell you not to pull a stunt like this again..." He said as he reached forced. Offering his hand to the boy.

He hesitated. Looking at the man before him. "What was that just now? Those moves you pulled off?" He asked curiously, No attempt to take his hand was displayed.

Baek raised a brow. "Moves? Oh you mean just now? That's a form of Taekwondo that I practice and teach actually.. Why, Are you interested?" He replied, Maybe he'd found some common ground with the boy now. A start and means of understanding him. "I can teach you.. If you'd like?"

He considered that. Being able to stand up to anybody without worry. "How much is that going to cost me?" He asked, Taking the man's hand and rose to his feet.

"Nothing... Free of charge..." He said and smiled, Beginning a walk back to his car with the boy at his side. "But... I will have you make a deal with me.."

Eyes were locked onto his form. A slight pout of the lips as the words were considered... "What kind of deal?" He finally spoke... Hugging the bag of money closer to him.

"From now on... You'll do as I say... You can start by telling me your name..." The older instructed as they reached the car and he unlocked it. Letting the boy climb into the passenger seat before getting in himself.

The child huffed. Thinking a response. "Hwa... Rang..." He mumbled. Pulling the seatbelt over him and winched slightly from the aching in his chest.

"Hwarang... Alright... Hwarang it is..." He replied, Starting the car. Clearly that wasn't his real name... But that stubbornness was inherited and he didn't feel like questioning it. "Now... You'll behave while I take you to the hospital for a checkup."

"Hospital!? No! I'm not going to any hospital! I refuse!" He yelled, Trying to open the door, Finding it locked as the car moved. "Let me out! Let me out now!"

Baek sighed. Definitely his mother's son... "You just got violently attacked... You need to see a doctor... I'm not taking no for a answer Hwarang... So sit back and relax... We'll be there shortly."

He got a glare in response before the passenger turned his head to stare out the window, A visible angry pout on his face.. He watched the streets passing by in a blur. Shutting out the rest of the world around him, Even when he heard the driver speaking to him. He simply blocked it out.

("Mommy! Mommy!" A 4 year old boy yelled, Running across the apartment on his short stubby legs towards the woman he called for. Smiling as he stopped in front of her, Arms raised to be picked up.

She smiled. Leaning down to pick him up. "How's my brave little Hwarang this morning? You're up early, Did I disturb you?" She asked as she kissed him on the head. Tickling his sides gently.

He laughed and wiggled around. "No mommy! I had a really good dream! I wanted to tell you about it!" He replied happily. Returning the affection by planting a kiss to her cheek and giggled.

"Alright sweetie, You can tell me all about your dream over breakfast... What would you like today?" She asked, Walking over to the table and placed him down in front of it, Stroking his hair lovingly as she wanted for a response.

"Doenjiang jigae!" He said in excitement! Waving his hands around happily. Making his mother smile, Leaving him there as she started to gather the ingredients required. Of course he'd ask for that. His personal favourite... She grabbed the green onions and placed them down on the board and started chopping it into size. "Ok... So tell me about this dream of yours."

He smiled. "Alright, Well it started like a normal day! But when I woke up, You weren't there.. I called for you.. But you didn't answer.. So I came into the living room. And you were there, But you weren't alone.. A man was with you... You said he was my daddy and that he was really sorry for not having been around but he was going to stay with us from then on.. He even gave me loads of apology gifts.." He explained, Rethinking the events of his dream and the hope that one day. It could be more then a dream.)

"Hwarang..." He heard a male voice call. Distorting the image. "Mommy? Mother!?" He called. Watching her shape blur and vanish, Suddenly finding himself back in the car. "Hwarang.." Baek called again, Placing a hand on his shoulder... "We're here.."

"Are you alright? You sounded pretty upset.." He asked with a tone of concern.

Hwarang shrugged it off.. "I'm fine... Let me out now.." He replied, Pulling the seatbelt off and waited for the door to unlock before climbing out with another slight twitch of pain.. He glanced over at Baek who locked up the car and directed towards the hospital just across the parking lot. "Let's go.."

He nodded and followed the older man into the large building. He instantly hated it, The bright whiteness, The stinging smell of bleach... He looked around with a frown, Eyes narrowed as he stayed behind his... Would guardian by the right word? No... No... Not guardian... More like a teacher... Or at least he would be...

Baek approached the reception, Knowing he'd have better luck now then 6 years ago. The woman sitting behind the seat looked up at him. "How may I help you sir?" She asked politely.

He gestured to the boy behind him with a wave of his hand. "He was attacked, I'm not sure how bad his injuries are... So I brought him in for a checkup.." He replied, Looking down at the fidgeting boy.

The receptionist stood up. Leaning over at the child with concern at the bruises she could see. She picked up a phone off the desk. Calling a nurse and explaining the situation. Once finished, She put the phone back down and looked at Baek. "A nurse will be here shortly to look into his injuries... I'll need you to fill out some information on his behalf.."

Baek nodded. Looking at the boy again. "Go take a seat while I handle this... Alright?"

Hwarang merely nodded and stepped away, Dropping onto a free seat, Plastic and uncomfortable. He started swinging his legs as he watched Baek and the woman talking.

She grabbed a patient form and pen. "Please read and fill it all out... It's important.."

Baek nodded and read over the first page. Last name... Father's name? Dread washed over for a moment... He didn't have that kind of information.. But if he didn't claim to be the boy's legal guardian... They would insist he leave.. He held back a sign and pulled the lid off the pen. Name... Hwarang... Last name... Doo San... Gender... Male... Age... 6... Mothers name... Hwa-Young... Father's name... He tensed at that part.. But might as well go with it and signed his own name before moving on to the next question.

He finished the rest off quickly. Handing the form back to the receptionist. She looked it over, Before looking up at him. "Thank you Mr Doo San... The nurse will be arriving shortly..." She said and went back to work as he walked over and sat next to the boy.

They were sitting there in silence for a few minutes. Before the boy spoke up, Just above a whisper. "Did you lie?" He asked. Still looking straight ahead.

Baek looked at him. "Lie? What do you mean?" He replied, Though he a feeling he already knew what the boy had meant.

"I've seen forms like those before... They would ask for personal information... What did you put down on my father's name?" He said, Now looking up at Baek with a curious glance.

Baek looked back at him. The look in his eyes, It wasn't just curious... There was also... Hope? Yeah... A hopeful light reflected there... He sighed... It was only one time... He couldn't even think to fill in that role... "Hwarang I..." He started to say when a nurse called out the boy's name... He felt relief in that moment.

He followed up to the room but stayed outside as the boy was given the checkup... Hopefully it was nothing to serious... Otherwise he would have no choice but to tell his mother and there was no doubt that she would completely freak out at the news... He rubbed his head... Yep, He was definitely going to be grey soon..

He was left waiting outside for nearly a hour, Before the doctor walked out to greet him. "Mr Doo San?" He nodded. "You're son is lucky, The injuries aren't serious.. But we'd like to keep him in overnight and run a few more tests... Though we are confidant that he will be fine to leave by morning."

Baek listened and nodded again. There was that tension again. "Now he had no other choice but to find a way of getting in touch with Hwa-Young and informing her of what happened. "Thank you doctor... Is it alright if I speak to him?"

The doctor nodded and stepped out of the way as Baek entered the room. Looking over at the redhaired boy resting in the bed. "Hwarang... Did the doctor tell you?"

"That I have to stay overnight while they poke and prod me like a experiment? I heard you talking... I want to go home..." He muttered. Reaching over to grasp the bars and attempt to pull himself from the bed.

Baek stopped him. "Don't do that... It's for your own good... We agreed that you would do what I told you... And I'm telling you not to resist... I need your mothers number so I can tell her your here... Do you know it?"

He pouted and rested back against the pillows. "She doesn't have a phone.. To much money... You'll have to go to her workplace..." He said, Looking at the bedside table. Grabbing a notepad off it and a pen. Writing down a address number and handed it to him... "That's where she works..."

Baek took the paper... "Alright... I'll go see her... Do you want me to stay for a bit first, Or get you anything?" He said as he went to the door and waited for a answer.

"I'll have a big burger, Loads of onions and large fries... Oh and a double chocolate milkshake..." He replied in a playful voice.

Baek shook his head and chuckled. "In your dreams kid... I'm not buying you a heart attack in box..." He laughed and walked out. Leaving the boy alone with his thoughts.

He found the address quickly. Ignoring the glances as he walked into the loading warehouse. Walking around until he found her. "Hwa-Young.." He called as he approached her. Drawing her attention to him. "Doo San? Why are you here?"

She was fidgeting in a panic as they drove back to the hospital before running her hands though her hair. "Is he alright? How bad is it? Oh god... How did this happen.." She repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time during the drive. Baek kept his focus on the road, He had explained what had happened and expected blame to fall on his shoulders. He was surprised when instead, She had hugged in him a fit of tears. Frantically thanking him for taking care of her son.

Once the car stopped in a parking space, She was out, Running towards the hospital in a blind rush. He decided to stay behind and let her spend as much time as she needed with her son. Knowing she'd be in there for a few hours. He pulled the car out of the area and returned home. He knew what time visiting hours were over. So he'd go pick her up at that time. It might not be a good idea to leave the emotional woman alone at this point in time.

The sky had darkened when he returned, Parking up and stood by the car waiting as people left the hospital. She soon came into view, Looking surprised to see him there. "Mr Doo San, You waited for me?" She asked, Walking up to him.

"I figured you might not want to be alone right now... And we should talk about your son..." He replied and got back in the car, Giving her time to join him before he reversed out of the parking lot and headed for home.

"I'm so grateful... That you were looking out for him... I wish I had the time..." Hwa-Young whispered from her seat on his couch with a cold drink. Baek leaned on the side of the couch. "Don't worry about mention it.. I said I'd look after him and I intend to do just that.." He replied.

She blushed, Sitting in close proximity to him, She felt herself admiring him silently.. "I cannot even begin to express how grateful I am to you... For everything you have done for me... Even though you didn't have to.." She whispered, Leaning towards him with her eyes falling shut.

Suddenly he stood, Having not even noticed her movements. "Do you want anything to eat?" He asked. Looking back at her as she quickly jolted back to her original position. Brushing a strand of her hair aside. What the hell was she thinking just then? She felt relief that he didn't seem to have noticed what she almost did.

"Hwa-Young?" He said when she didn't reply.

She looked up at him slightly, Trying to hide her blush. "Ah... No, I'm fine, I've already eaten.. Thank you though..." She replied. Lowering her head again and lost herself in thoughts once more.

It didn't take long for her to drift off on the couch. He didn't bother to disturb and left her be for try night.

By morning, When he woke, She was gone, No doubt back to the hospital. She didn't really need to walk all the way there. But a determined mother would be just that he guessed and went around his normal daily routine. Breakfast. Shower. Lesson preparation. Lessons. Shower again... Time to go pick up Hwarang..

He went out, Getting ready to head when they approached him instead.. "You walked all the way here? You shouldn't have done that.. I would have picked you up..."

Hwa-Young shook her head. Carrying her son in her arms. "No... I can't keep expecting you to do things for us... You have done more then enough already..." She smiled as she placed the boy down on his feet, Kneeling in front of him. "Please... Please be good to day... Don't scare me again... She said, Stroking the side of his face.

"I'm sorry mother... I won't... I'll stay in today and be good... I promise..." He replied, Mimicking her motion as his much smaller hand touched her cheek gently before taking hold of her hair and let it pass through his fingers.. Then he backed up... Stepping behind Baek quietly and watched his mother stand and walk to his soon-to-be-teacher. "Thank you again.." She whispered. Quickly giving a short quick kiss on his cheek and bolted immediately afterwards. Waving a goodbye to her son as she went.

Baek didn't waste time thinking about the gesture and guided the boy inside. "How are you feeling today?"

Hwarang looked up at him. "I'm fine... Can you start teaching me the tae kin du thing now?" He asked eagerly bouncing on his heels.

Baek chuckled. "Taekwondo, And I don't think we should start today... You just got out of the hospital... We should give it a bit more time... Until you're fully recovered... Though I will show you some moves... Alright?"

He pouted a little. Wanting to learn right away.. But just watching would have to suffice for him... Gave him a head start before he actually started. "Alright... I'll just watch..."

Baek nodded and went upstairs. Changing into a clean dobok and allowed the boy to follow him down into the dojo.. He would have to invest in a bigger area at some point... "Alright... Take a seat of there.."

Hwarang nodded.. Hoping onto a wooden bench and started kicking his legs back and forth again as he watched the older man. "Mr Doo San..."

"Yes Hwarang?"

A thought lingered on the tip of his tongue... He had wanted to voice before... Even though they only met recently.. Nobody other adult apart from his mother had shown any degree of consideration towards him. "Are you going to be my new dad?"

Baek almost choked on the question. Instantly childhood memories came flooding back... He shouldn't be surprised that the fatherless boy would seek to ask that question again.. But being a father is not a thing he ever considered becoming. After what had befallen his own father. "No Hwarang... I'm sorry but no... I'm not cut out to fill that role.."

"Why not?" Came the innocent and slightly hurt reply.

"When you're older... I might just tell you..." He replied. Trying to rid himself of those depressing thoughts as he took up his fighting stance... "Now pay attention Hwarang... I call this stance the flamingo."

"That sounds like a girly name..."

He snorted at the boys childish response, Though a smile crept upon on his face.

Authors notes: Chapter 4 finished and Hwoarang is half way to taking on the name we all know him by. And he's also always getting himself into trouble. Stressing out poor Baek.. But he's at least succeeding gaining his new pupils respect.

Also, Just want to clear up one thing... Baek and Hwa-Young are not going to become a couple. Maybe friends in the future. But no more then that.