I'd just like to take this moment and give a shoutout to three of my dear amigos: The Truth, DaMastah101, and dunkingman. These guys are loyal readers of mine and the inspiration that keeps me typing. Thanks guys!

This chap is just dumb filler, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

The sun was shining bright on this wonderful Sunday morning as Hwoarang and Julia laid in bed, just enjoying each others' company. Hwoarang slept great last night; not just because Julia wore him out, but also because his confidence was at an all time high from his successful day yesterday as a Tae Kwon Do instructor. Now that the dojo was closed for the day, Hwoarang could finally kick back and do the things he usually loved to do. But for some strange reason, he couldn't put his mind at ease...

"Mmm... Hwo, what are we gonna do today?" Julia said softly, nuzzling against his chest.

"Hmm... I dunno..." Hwoarang muttered, his mind deep in thought.

"Well, why don't we go to a theme park or something?"

"Hmmm..."

"We could go play some sports."

"Hmmm..."

"Maybe go eat at a fancy restaraunt?"

"Hmmm..."

"Hwo! Will you stop doing that?"

"There's something else I need to take care of." Hwoarang said as he immediately jumped out of bed. He slipped on some casual clothes as Julia laid there puzzled.

"Umm, what?"

Hwoarang was annoyed with himself; today was indeed his day off, but for some reason, he couldn't take his mind off of the dojo. Should he sweep up? Maybe get some new bags? And that damned window was still broken! For so long, the dojo was the least of his concerns... but now, he couldn't get it off his mind.

"I really need to fix up the dojo, Jules. Maybe we can have some fun later."

Julia pouted. "Awww, really Hwo? You know, you've really changed. N-not that it's a bad thing... but I thought you'd be excited to take a day off."

"Normally I would, but now I've got all this stress and burdens and responsibilities and shit! I'm sorry Jules... but I can't keep looking at that damned window! It keeps reminding me of what I did to Baek that set this all into motion."

Julia got out of bed and adjusted her underwear a few times (that was all she was wearing, save for a t shirt), then hugged Hwoarang from behind and gave him a little kiss.

"Well, I'm proud of you Hwo." she said with a smile. "You're really stepping up and taking charge."

"Yeah... I just hope I don't grow up to be a bitter old man like Baek one day." Hwoarang joked.

"Oh shut up, Hwo. Let's go get some breakfast."

The day started off nice and easy, with Hwoarang and Julia eating breakfast uptown. Julia opted to pay for it this time since Hwoarang was going to have to dish out some dough for dojo repairs. As they ate, they exchanged a little light conversation. Julia took this time to delve a little more into Hwoarang's thoughts.

"So what did you have in mind, Hwo?" Julia asked, taking a bite of her kimchi stew with an egg yolk on the top.

"Well I've thought about it all morning, and I figured maybe I should go all the way with this. I mean, why stop with just the window? The dojo is MINE now, and I think it's time I add my own personal touch to it."

"Hmmm... I'm not sure that's a good idea. What would Baek think?"

"Baek gave it to me, so he has no right to complain about what I decide to do with it. Relax Jules, I won't do anything crazy. Maybe just repaint it and add some wall decorations. The dojo just looks really bland and I'm sick of it."

"If you say so... just don't be hasty. I'd hate for you to blow through your profits."

"H-hey, do you hear that?"

Hwoarang and Julia's eating was interrupted by the sound of a nearby helicopter. They looked up in the sky and saw a black chopper drawing closer and closer to the area. The sound of the engine and spinning blades was getting louder and louder until it was almost deafening.

"Ah! Hwo, what's going on!" Julia cried out as she covered her face to protect from oncoming dust clouds.

"Who the hell is flying that thing!" Hwoarang yelled, his voice nearly drowned out by the sound of the chopper getting closer to earth.

Everyone gasped and gathered round as the chopper door opened and out stepped a bunch of guys in red and black combat armor. There was one soldier dressed in blue and black, indicating that he was a higher rank.

"What the... the Tekken Force?!" Hwoarang yelled.

But the Tekken Force was the least of his worries as two more people stepped off of the chopper, one of which was someone Hwoarang REALLY didn't like...someone he had a lot of history with...someone he had fought many times in the past...someone who he considered his greatest rival...

"...Kazama." Hwoarang snarled.

Yes, it was the emperor of the Mishima Zaibatsu himself. Jin Kazama was sporting his usual black trenchcoat that further emphasized his totalitarian appearance. At his side was his trusted bodyguard Nina Williams, who was looking quite sexy in a skintight black jumpsuit that was half unzipped, revealing a nice bit of cleavage and an apparent lack of a bra.

"What the hell, man? I'm eating breakfast here and you decide to come bother me?" Hwoarang spat.

"Nice to see you too." Jin replied flatly.

Hwoarang looked over at Nina and grinned, not bothering to hide the fact he was staring at her boobs.

"Hey hey, looking fine as always Nina. Hey Jin, I bet you give her some 'executive privileges', dontcha?"

Nina rolled her eyes as she whipped out a Glock from between her breasts and aimed it at Hwoarang's head.

"Just give the word, sir." she said, her voice ice cold.

"Stand down, Nina. I don't want him dead." Jin ordered.

"Then why the hell HAVE you come here?! I'm hanging out with Jules right now!" Hwoarang spat.

"I'm here because I heard that you recently acquired Baek Doo San's dojo."

"Yeah, he retired. So what?"

"It's surprising, to say the least. You're not the most...responsible person."

"Hey, screw you! I'm doing a good job."

"So how's business?"

"It's... good. I haven't lost many students, so profits are still fairly high. Not as much as usual though. Hey wait a minute, why the f*** do you care?!"

"Now that you have a job, there's no need for me to hold this off any longer."

"Wha...?"

Jin looked at Nina and gave a nod. Nina nodded in response and reached around in her jumpsuit, pulling out a very long list of paper.

"Damn Nina, do you pull everything out of your boobs? Heh, I got something you can-"

"Hwo, shut up!" Julia interrupted, smacking him in the back of the head.

Nina scoffed as she handed the paper to Hwoarang and he immediately started scanning the contents.

"What is this shit... wha-WHAT?! Medical expenses?! T-tank repairs?! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"

"They're expenses from the resistance you tried to lead against the Mishima Zaibatsu." Jin replied.

"BULLSHIT! Th-there's no way I can pay this!" Hwoarang whined.

"Sorry, but you did a lot of damage. You blew up some tanks and even a couple of choppers."

"Well MAYBE you shouldn't have tried to invade Korea you bastard!"

"You have one week to pay it." was Jin's only response as he turned around and walked away. Nina followed behind him.

"I'M NOT PAYING THIS!" Hwoarang called out. The two of them stopped as Jin turned around and walked back up to Hwoarang, getting face to face with him.

"...You threw a molotov cocktail into one of my tanks. You jammed a steel rod into my helicopter engine."

"Yeah, well I also pissed on one of your armored personnel carriers but I'm not paying for that shit either." Hwoarang smirked.

"I don't think you understand me. Either you pay this bill... or I blow up your dojo."

"Oh just try it you little punk ass-"

"QUIET! BOTH OF YOU!" Julia yelled.

Hwoarang and Jin stopped bickering and turned to face the rational one of the bunch.

"Look, Hwo has had a life changing experience lately! Whatever he's done in the past doesn't matter now because he has responsibilities! He has people counting on him, like Baek and the students! So why don't you just forget about this and leave him alone? Hwoarang will never bother you again, okay?"

"Sorry, but it's too late for that." Jin replied. "I also have responsibilities. I have to run the biggest empire in the world. If I forget little mishaps like this, what will that do to my image? I simply can't let it slide."

"Then why don't you and Hwo find some other way to settle this?" Julia asked. "Cmon, you're both men. Men like to compete and stuff, right?"

Hwoarang and Jin put a hand to their chin and thought for a second. To be honest, it didn't sound like a bad idea. After all, they were hated rivals and loved to best each other at any given moment. But what would be a suitable competition for them to settle their affairs? If only there was some kind of physical challenge, something they were both equally gifted in... something that tested their strength and stamina, reflexes and agility... something that would once and for all determine who's the better man...

"I CHALLENGE YOU TO TEKKEN BALL!" the two of them yelled in unison.

"Very well. If you win, then I'll drop the bill." Jin declared.

"Not so fast, asshole!" Hwoarang yelled. "Let's spice things up a little. If you win, I'll pay the bill and I'll work for the Tekken Force for a month without pay."

"Oh really? And if you win?"

"If I win... then you drop the bill AND... you have to pay for renovations to my dojo."

"Deal. We shall meet at the nearest beach... in one hour. Let's go, Nina."

The two of them turned back around and walked away, getting into the chopper and taking off. Hwoarang and Julia stood there, wondering what they had just gotten themselves into.

"Hwo, I can't believe you just agreed to that." Julia said, a look of worry on her face.

"Relax, I won't lose to that pretty boy. Cmon, I'll take you back to your place so you can change."

"Are... you sure you know what you're doing?"

"JULES. I. GOT. THIS. Kay?"

"W-well... okay."

ONE HOUR LATER

There was a huge turnout for the announced bout against Hwoarang and Jin. Hundreds of spectators gathered around on the beach as Hwoarang and Julia prepared themselves on the left side of the net. They were waiting for Jin and Nina, who were nowhere to be found.

"Where the hell are they?" Hwoarang complained, fumbling with the elastic of his blue swimming trunks. He kicked a pile of sand out of frustration.

"You think they welched on us?" Julia asked, yanking at the wedgie of her green bikini bottom.

"I dunno... but dammit I really need this! This is an opportunity I can't pass up... and dammit Julia, why did you have to wear that sexy two piece? I need to focus here!"

"Ugh, you're the one who bought it for me you ass." Julia retorted, rolling her eyes.

"Whatevs. Hopefully they'll be here s-AH SHIT!"

Much to their displeasure and the displeasure of the crowd, Jin's black helicopter suddenly came out of nowhere and touched down on the beach. The powerful aircraft kicked sand in all directions, pelting people in the face and giving them a hearty mouthful of beach sand. The door opened and out stepped Hwoarang's sworn enemy. He was wearing black swimming trunks with a blue flame on the left side and a red flame on the right.

"There you are, you bastard!" Hwoarang shouted. "How dare you keep me w-w...WHOOOOA..."

Hwoarang's train of thought was interrupted when he gazed upon the beauty of Nina in swimwear. Her blonde hair was down, flowing freely in the breeze, and the uber sexy purple one piece she was wearing showed off some MASSIVE cleavage. Hwoarang didn't know what to ogle more: her breasts or her succulent thighs in all their bare glory.

"HWOARANG! Stop eye-f***ing Nina right now!" Julia grumbled, slapping him in the head. Hwoarang just flashed a cheesy smile as he rubbed his head in pain.

"Sheesh... there's no way I'm gonna be able to focus..." Hwoarang muttered to himself.

"Okay, the rules are simple: you can only win by knockout." Jin declared, grabbing the heavier-than-normal beach ball. "If either team member goes down, the other team wins."

"Heh, sounds good to me. But just so you know, I'll be aiming at you the whole time." Hwoarang replied with a smug grin.

"Very well then. Let's get started!"

Jin threw the beach ball high into the air and threw a spinning roundhouse which launched it over the net. The ball zoomed towards Hwoarang as red electricity engulfed it.

"I got it! HYAAAAH!"

Hwoarang threw a high kick that launched it back over and unintentionally curved it in Nina's direction. With a scoff, Nina threw a spinning double palm and sent it flying back for Hwoarang. With lightning fast reflexes, Hwoarang spun his body around and threw a flying kick which spiked the ball downward for extra speed. It soared towards Jin's face and he didn't have enough time to return it.

"Shit.." he muttered as he raised his forearms and absorbed the blow. He was knocked to the ground, but he got back up in a split second.

"Good... but not good enough." Jin hissed, his facial expression not changing.

"Oh stuff it. You know you just got knocked the f*** out." Hwoarang grinned.

Jin threw it back up and delivered a power punch which knocked it straight. This time, it went for Julia.

"A-AH!" Julia squealed, a little nervous because this was her first time playing.

"Jules, knock it over!" Hwoarang yelled.

With a deep breath, Julia lunged forward and threw a straight double fist. She sent the ball soaring like a bullet straight for Nina.

"Sh-shit!" Nina gasped, losing her composure. She panicked and threw a backhand, knocking it out of bounds.

"Ha! Nice one, Jules!" Hwoarang yelled, giving her a high five. Jin said nothing, but he shot daggers at Nina who shrugged her shoulders with an innocent expression.

"Alrigh, fork the ball over. I'M serving." Hwoarang demanded.

Jin gave a "hmph" and tossed the ball to Hwoarang, who grinned and bounced it in his hands a few times.

"Okay Jinny baby, you ready for this? It's coming for YOU!" Hwoarang said with a smile.

"Why don't you quit with your overblown threats and take action?" Jin retorted.

Hwoarang threw the ball into the air and raised his leg high above his head, preparing for a heel strike that would spike it with the force of a meteor. The ball came down into range and Hwoarang unleashed his kick, sending the ball headed straight for NINA with tremendous speed and power.

"AH!" Nina gasped, realizing she and Jin were fooled by Hwoarang's bluff. But she wasn't going to screw up a second time; she went down on both hands and threw what looked like an upward horse kick with her left leg. Her kick stopped the ball's momentum and sent it up into the air.

"I've got it." Jin proclaimed as he somersaulted and his feet smashed into the ball, sending it soaring towards Julia. Julia lunged and threw an uppercut, knocking the ball into the air which Hwoarang sent back over the net with a flying kick.

Nina performed her patented Bloody Scissors technique, drawing her hands back and storing up tension before releasing them forward like pincers. This knocked the ball forward at projectile speed and sent it soaring straight into Hwoarang's gut.

"OOF!" he grunted as he fell to his knees, the ball rolling away as Jin and Nina gave the slightest of grins in triumph. It felt like he had just been punched in the gut by Steve Fox.

"Very good, Nina." Jin complimented, which was very uncharacteristic of him.

"Oh I see, so you can't beat me yourself eh? You gotta let your lackey do it!" Hwoarang spat.

"If you weren't so much of a coward, you would aim the ball at me and not Nina." Jin retorted, his voice still cool as ice.

"You son of a...! That's it! I'm aiming for you and ONLY you! Just you and me, mano a mano!"

"Then put your fists where your mouth is. Let's do this."

Jin tossed the ball up and drew his fist back, red lightning coursing through his body.

"HoooooooOOOOOOOOOOGH!"

Jin thrust his fist forward and launched the ball like a missile, sending it directly for Hwoarang's head. Hwoarang was unfazed as he balanced himself on one foot and sent his other foot flying forward, knocking the ball back towards Jin. The back and forth exchange went on for a good few minutes, with neither guy slowing down or losing power. At this point, Nina and Julia were feeling a little irrelevant as the ball never even curved in their direction.

"How long are you going to keep this up?!" Jin yelled, returning the ball.

"As long as it takes!" Hwoarang replied, deflecting it back.

"How far does your hatred for me go, Hwoarang?" Jin replied.

"Newsflash, you narcissist! This isn't about settling the score with you. This is about MY DOJO!" Hwoarang yelled.

"Wha...?"

That line from Hwoarang startled Jin so much that he lost his focus for a precious second. The ball came towards him and he didn't return it clean; it bounced off of his shin and flew high into the air. Hwoarang smiled as this was the perfect opportunity to spike it and end this.

"And THIS isn't for you either!" Hwoarang yelled as he leaped high into the air and threw a flying axe kick, which sent the ball crashing down towards Jin's face.

"Shit..!" Jin grunted as he raised his arms and tried to absorb it, but the ball slipped right through the middle and smashed him in the face. He hit the ground like a sack of flour; after 30 seconds went by, he failed to get back up and was declared knocked out.

"YEEEEEEAH YOU DID IT HWO!" Julia cheered. She ran over to Hwo and tackled him, planting kisses all over his face.

"I did it! HAHAHAHA! I DID IT!" Hwoarang yelled, leaping up and down.

"Oh Hwo, I'm proud of you..." Julia said softly, pressing her face and body against his.

"Ah, um, that's great Jules, but maybe you should g-get off of me. Y-you're stirring up parts that don't need to be stirred in public..."

Nina grabbed Jin and helped him to his feet as the fallen opponent finally regained his consciousness. He walked over to Hwoarang and extended his hand, much to Hwoarang's surprise.

"You... you've matured." Jin said bluntly, not looking Hwoarang's in the face.

"Ummmm... th-thanks." Hwoarang replied awkwardly, grabbing Jin's hand and returning his gesture of respect.

Jin turned around and pulled a white rectangular piece of paper out of his pocket. Using Nina's back to write on, he signed the piece of paper and then turned back around and gave it to Hwoarang.

"Take good care of your dojo."

Those were his only words as he and Nina turned around and got back in their chopper. The chopper took off into the sky and faded from view in a matter of minutes, leaving Hwoarang with a strange mix of emotions.

"Wow...he... he complimented me...?"

"What's on the paper. Hwo?" Julia asked, bringing Hwoarang back to his senses. Hwoarang looked down and he nearly fell backwards.

"AHHHHHH! IT'S A CHECK FOR 50,000 DOLLARS?! WHAT THE F***!"

"Dang, Jin really pulled through for you. You can get your window replaced and more..."

"HELL YEAH! I CAN BUY A NEW HAWG WITH THIS!"

"H-Hwo!"

"Ah, I'm joking. I will buy you something nice though, heh heh..."

"Awwwww Hwooooo..."

That day, Hwoarang and Julia refurbished the entire dojo. The walls were repainted white and blue instead of the drab wooden brown. The beat up punching bags and training dummies were all replaced with brand new ones. And yes, that damned window was finally fixed and Hwoarang's bad memories were finally put behind him. This was a new start for Hwoarang's dojo.

Next chap: an old threat re-emerges! Hwoarang's history of starting crap comes back to bite him :(