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Jin fell asleep on the back seat of the car along the way. When Kazuya reached Jun's house he could see that the lights were on. He had Jin in his arms when she opened the door. He was gob-smacked at the sight before him. She was wearing a crimson dress, knee length, boat necked yet backless & sleeveless. Her hair were tied a beautiful french roll up to. The makeup highlighted her face well, enough for Kazuya to let 'wow' out of his mouth.

Jun chose to ignore that "the room is that way" she pointed. As Kazuya stepped out of the door he realized that it was already pouring. He tried to tell Jun but she had already slammed the door behind him, inattentive to the environment outside.

"Alright, like I didn't know she would do that." He gave a sigh, "Well, can't drive in this weather; might as well wait for it to stop."

Jun walked through her small lounge, now slipped into something more comfortable; a baggy T -shirt & pajamas, it was then she realized that it was raining. She looked out of her window trying to see the droplets falling from the sky through the fog forming on the glass. She then noticed a familiar figure sitting on the patio of her house. He didn't leave? She wondered about Kazuya. At that point she thought about the circumstance & decided to ease up. She opened the door; with a blanket in one hand & a cup of coffee in the other.

With his back towards her and him, focusing more on the sound of the rain; he really did not expect to hear her say "Want a blanket?"

At first, he couldn't believe she would actually check up on him, then the realization hit him, she had asked him a question "…No"

"Here" she offered the coffee.

"Thanks" he impulsively took it, mentally kicking himself a moment later for his foolery. It's not like he needed the coffee he just could not turn her down. "What the fuck is wrong with you? She must think that you're so fucking desperate- that it's just sad. You come from a goddamn rich family. Just attended a fucking buffet; could have kept your hands to yourself but NOO!" he turned to see her sitting a few feet away from him, wrapping herself with a blanket. "Oh Heavens what is she doing now?! Does she want to insult me more? Wait, what am you getting anxious about? You're Kazuya 'Fuckin' Mishima; you don't get anxious around women. Besides its just Jun, no big deal."

She cleared her throat before saying "Kazuya" he raised his eyes to hers. "I-am sorry about how I treated you the other day, I really shouldn't have-"

"-It's not your fault" he instantly replied. "What!?" His inner self screamed. "Of course it was her fault. She was giving you shit for no fucking reason."

"I was just going through a difficult time, with some stuff at work. And it's not that I don't see your effort, I do. I really appreciate you taking out time for him; but you don't have to push yourself honestly."

"Woah, I am not under any kind of pressure okay. I spend time with my son because I want to, so don't worry about it."

She tucked her legs under her chin, close to her chest as possible "I can't help but worry…" tilting her head sideways as she stated in a low voice.

The corner of his lips rose up, he couldn't help but smile, feeling nostalgic "You would always worry over the smallest of things."

She scoffed "I was the class representative" Jun recalled. "Keeping things in check was part of my duties. Sometimes people couldn't believe how I could manage things."

"Sure, wearing the beautiful mask of a perfectionist when it was clearly visible how panicked you would get."

Jun giggled in contradiction "What mask? I was responsible… Still am."

"Did you know what Ayane-san called you?" Kazuya was referring to one of the popular girls in their school. "She said the term "goodie goodie' fitted you so well."

"Yeah right" She recalled those years for being a hardworking student "Wasn't it her who made up that song? It was horrible but catchy. But you know, she was considered the princess back then."

"Oh yeah why was that?"

"Probably because she was dating you." That caused Kazuya to pause, hesitant to face her. "I remember girls were so mad the day she announced that; some even cried."

She remembered that? It was only a few weeks later to that day, Kazuya considered to be so special. But what else did she remember? He wanted to know.

"Oh God, those days…" She sighed as she took a trip down memory lane. "Michelle really hated you back then."

Kazuya chuckled remembering the old Michelle who would always scowl whenever Kazuya would show up. "I still say she had a crush on me" He joked. "Speaking of Michelle, who would have thought she has changed so much."

"You think that's so great; do you remember Mikoko from the class beside ours? She's now the owner of some high-tech machinery company."

"Hey that Nakamura became a lawyer" Kazuya mentioned another former classmate. "He's going to be working for the zaibatsu pretty soon… right after we buy his firm."

"Oh of course, how can I forget him? He stole my first kiss." Kazuya almost chocked & seeing his reaction she realized what he was getting at. "Kazuya, you may have been my 'first time' but you were not my first kiss. These memories are facts that can't be forgotten so easily."

"Then why'd you forget about the other fact?" he meant about Jin which bought an abrupt change in her mood. "You really could have just called me; even a letter, just once would've been enough."

"You didn't think I tried?" she turned to face him. "Not once, but countless times, for months. I still didn't get a word from you. I even came to your house to see you, but met your father instead." She took a deep breath, as if tried to remain calm, maintaining herself from breakdown.

"You met my father?" Kazuya questioned in contradiction.

"He told me about how you would always read my letters, but did not have the time to reply. That you were more concerned with going abroad for your studies & that you could not afford to waste your time with commoners and their 'petty problems'. He then, told me to stop hoping for things that were never meant to be…" She looked away.

Kazuya was baffled at the information he had received. Jun met father? Does he know about Jin too? "I- -what-?" he tried to say something coherent.

"What would you have done?" she snapped. "If you had found out about Jin earlier, what would you have done?" she waited for an answer, giving him a chance to defend himself but Kazuya was too confused to say a word.

There was already a part of her that knew Kazuya Mishima would always choose his family over anything else, but seeing it actually occur before her very eyes was a big jolt for her. "What they say" she tried to steady her voice "is right about you." The rumors about the Mishima family: how they favor their own & no one else. They get what they want by any means necessary. People are just considered as tools which can be used to achieve their goals. "You shouldn't have come back" she got up and rushed inside the very next second. Holding bits of herself together. She would not allow him to see her like this, weak and vulnerable. Neither will she ever consider letting him back into her life.

They were friends once upon a time and as a friend, he may have been a different Kazuya. But Mishima blood ran through his veins, the selfish trait had to surface sometime. She was aware that Kazuya would never do anything that would jeopardize his relationship with his father. Perhaps she was just another person to him, someone passing by who meant nothing.

Back at the Mishima Manor; all three of them sat & had breakfast until Heihachi asked "You came back quite late last night Kazuya, what happened?"

Kazuya cleared his throat before answering "Yeah it had started to rain so I stayed at a hotel for a bit."

"What did you do while you waited?" Heihachi inquired.

"I- uh- had drinks."

It is the responsibility of a good parent to know what their children are up to. But if Heihachi continued to cross question his son, it would cause a lot of trouble because Kazuya was running out of lies to cover up what he was really doing outside.

"Kazuya, I met your lady friend, Toshi, at the restaurant today." Jinpachi interfered, changing the topic "She is quite the responsible young lady."

"She's not exactly my friend grandpa. She's more of an acquaintance."

"How can everyone you meet be an acquaintance? I am sure you have some friends" Heihachi stated.

"No father, no friends; just one though, Bruce."

"How come you just have one? You were very popular in middle & high school. Naruse, Takao, Sawasaki; they were all your friends."

"Kinda. They were mostly my basketball team mates."

"Remember when you lost to that school, you became so angry that you had a fight with that team's captain, Machida."

Kazuya lookup at his father in amazement; all those years that he thought Heihachi was not paying attention to his nugatory affairs when he actually was? Of course he would; Kazuya was his son after all.

Kazuya felt happy thinking that his father cared about him so much. "You…remember all of that?"

"Of course I do" Heihachi stated undoubtedly.

"Why wouldn't he?" Jinpachi interjected. "Especially since Machida's father pressed charges against you."

"My son, a Mishima… get arrested? …Preposterous."

"Had you let him see the inside of a cell perhaps then he would have been capable enough not to make stupid decisions."

"He is exactly how I wanted him to be and that father, will make him successful" Heihachi defended his son.

Heihachi was almost done with his meal, when Kazuya stopped him again "D-Dad, you meet a friend of mine named Jun?"

"That does not ring a bell" Heihachi quickly replied.

"Are you sure? She was around 5ft 3, black hair, slightly pale?"

"I am sure" Heihachi calmly replied "Why? Was she someone important?"

Kazuya gave a dumfounded look, wondering if he should continue this topic but before he could utter another word Jinpachi interrupted again "Heihachi what time was that meeting of yours?"

Heihachi glanced at his watch and instantly stood up when he realized that he was late. Finally, Jinpachi and Kazuya were the only ones in the room. "What were you doing? Are you trying to get Heihachi suspicious?"

"I just… wanted to be clear if father knew about her" Kazuya avoided eye contact.

"Why would you even try?"

"Jun… She told me about him; that father was the one who told her to leave."

Jinpachi unblinkingly asked "And? What did you say to that?"

"Well, I said nothing & thought that I'd confirm it-"

Jinpachi tried to maintain his posture "Why? Why did you choose to remain quiet?"

"Its not as though I called her a liar-" Kazuya was oblivious.

"Your silence did, you simple-minded child!"

"It's alright Grandpa," Kazuya got up to leave the room as they had finished their meal.

"Do you think your father has been honest with you?" Jinpachi asked.

"Well he's been sincere-"

"And how did you come to that?"

"Come on, you heard him Grandpa. He remembers everything that happened with me, all those days."

Jinpachi nodded "I heard—and the amount of fabrication that followed."

"Grandpa-"

"I've known him my entire life, literally- cause he's my father- & I'm telling you he's not like that."

Jinpachi chuckled "I've known your father since before- you. And I think I'd know my own son and his… twisted mind.

Kazuya was still not convinced. "If that's what you believe Kazuya you can; but let me tell you that your father isn't always right and the rest of the world wrong. Can you not see that?" With that Jinpachi walked out leaving Kazuya to ponder over this strange situation.