Author's notes: This story is mostly based on the Tekken Anime movie and is set right after Heihachi flew off on a jet plane and the Tekken fighters escaped the island via a submarine. It is also based on Tekken 2 endings of specific characters, as well as a few opening sequences from Tekken Tag Tournament. This fanfic is in Jun Kazama's point of view. Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: Jun Kazama, Kazuya Mishima and all Tekken characters are the property of NAMCO. This is only a fan fiction from the imagination of an obsessed fan. No copyright infringement intended.
Chapter IX: Sayonara
"There you are!" Kazuya exclaimed when he saw me in the kitchen. It was a quarter past noon. He greeted me with a tight embrace after which, he planted a kiss on my neck.
"You were wonderful last night," he whispered huskily, pressing his cheek hard against mine. Still holding me in his arms, he lifted his head away and gazed at me. His content expression turned dark. "Something wrong?"
"Uhmm...nothing..." I pushed him away and stepped back. I knew I was being obvious, but it's the only way I could start.
"That's what you've been saying for the last few days," Kazuya grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest, his huge scar visible through his open shirt. "I'm not stupid. Just tell me what it is and we'll work it out."
I took a deep breath. I didn't want to tell him everything, for it would hurt far too much. No. There's no need for him to know the truth. I'll just have to be strong and send him away.
"K-Kazuya...this...isn't easy for me at all. I want you to understand that..." I turned my back towards him. I was afraid that if I looked into his eyes, I wouldn't be able to go through with this.
"Go on..." Kazuya seemed to be controlling his breath.
"Kazuya...I don't think we should go on with this...relationship," I bit my lower lip to stop it from quivering.
"What?" he chuckled. He was obviously not taking it seriously.
"I'm not joking, Kazuya," I said in a stern voice. He fell silent for a while. Then, he let out a sigh.
"Look. If I was too rough on you last night, I'm sorry. I just thought you wanted it that way since you were pretty rough yourself but don't worry. Next time, I'll be gentle..." he came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I trembled then. If only I could simply allow myself to melt in his arms like so many times before.
"Kazuya!" I pried myself from his roaming hands and turned to face him in the coldest way I could muster.
"What's the matter with you!?" he spat.
"Kazuya..." I took another deep breath. "We need to stop this nonsense now."
"Nonsense?! NONSENSE!?" his eyes widened. I could feel his anger building up. "You're calling THIS nonsense?!"
"What else could it be?!" I shouted. "You and me...this is just...just ludicrous! We're both confused and...and...and lost. We're both lonely and since we only have each other, we have no one else to turn to but ourselves."
"So you're saying what we have is nothing but a joke? IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING?!" Kazuya snarled, his hands balling into tight fists.
"Yes."
"You've been playing me all this time?!"
"Leave now, Kazuya," I had to shift my eyes away. The rage I saw in his terrified me. "Thank you, for the last few months. You showed me things I never knew and made me feel passion such as I've never felt before. But surely, you yourself must have known this wouldn't last forever. Don't worry, for I'll never forget you. Now please," I pointed to the door. "Please...please leave."
"You can't just throw me out of here!!"
"Yes, I can," I stared him straight in the face with my own mask of anger. "This is my house. My property. Though I know it's very little compared to what you have. Just go. You still have more money than you can spend in a lifetime. Spend it on those wild, sophisticated women who are of the same stature as you and not on someone like me. You deserve better."
He bent his head down so I couldn't see his eyes. Silence clouded the room. "I'm sorry, Kazuya...I'm so sorry," my mind cried. "But please...please just leave. There's no other choice..."
Slowly, he raised his eyes to meet mine. What I saw made me gasp. His fury had distorted his face, making him look like the devil he once was. He glared at me with daggers, his teeth clenched tightly together.
"Is that what you really think of me?!" Kazuya suddenly charged forward and pressed me against the wall. The impact knocked the wind out of my lungs. "Do you think that just because I can, I would go after every skirt in the country?!" he tightened his grip on my shoulders. "DO YOU THINK ME LOW?!"
"K-Kazuya! You're...hurting me!"
"DON'T YOU EVER COMPARE ME TO OTHER MEN! EVER!!!" he slapped me once...twice...thrice! "I WASTED SO MUCH OF MY TIME ON YOU! ONLY YOU!!!"
"Kazuya!!! Stop!"
The flat of his palm found my cheek once again but this time, with a force that brought me to the floor. My head lolled to the side. The room seemed to be spinning. I tried to crawl away from him but he knelt beside me and forced me on my back. Then, he pinned me down with his massive body, gripping my arms tightly to prevent escape.
"You think you can get rid of that easily, do you?" he whispered menacingly in my ear. "If there's one thing I hate more than my father, it's someone taking away what's rightfully mine...even if it's you who's taking yourself away from me!" he crushed his lips forcefully on mine, his ravenous hands tearing mercilessly at my clothes.
"K-Kazuya! Please! Stop it!!"
"I WON'T HAVE IT!!!" he screamed and slapped me again. "YOU'RE MINE!!! YOU BELONG TO ME!!!" he tugged down my kimono, baring my breasts to his animal lust. I cried, begged, pleaded for him to stop but he was deaf to my calls. I tried in vain to get free from his vise-like grip. He was relentless. The only voice he heeded was that of his fury.
I was in turmoil. Part of me wanted to let him satisfy his needs for surely, he would have to leave later. But the other part of me screamed NO! I can't let him! If I did, it would forever ruin those precious moments we shared in each others arms! His ravaging my body would defile those memories so much that I'd have to keep it locked in the deepest corners of my mind! Ravage...Oh, God! It's just like I had dreamt! If I lose now...
ZIIIP!
When that sound reached my ears, I bolted back to my senses. Kazuya had unzipped his trousers and was now prying my legs apart with his knees.
"You're mine," he said again while still trying to open me up to him. He was so preoccupied at loosening my locked thighs that I managed to get one arm free and send my palm flying to his cheek.
The sound of my hand hitting his skin was like a clap of thunder. This left him stunned for a moment, giving me time to move away from him. The shock of it all had weakened my nerves, leaving me little choice but to crawl my way to the far side of the room. There, I huddled against the wall, pulling my torn dress together.
Kazuya stared wildly at me, his face etched with bewilderment. I pulled my legs up and covered them with as much of my clothes as I can. I was terribly frightened but if he decides to have a second wind, I was more than ready to defend myself. He stood up. I held my breath and waited for him to pounce. Suddenly, he screamed. He screamed and he screamed! The anguish...the torment in his voice! I couldn't stand it!!
Kazuya ran to the back door and opened it with such force; it slammed against the wall, breaking the wood in splinters. I watched him run into the trees, the thickness of the forest finally engulfing him. My eyes fell back to the shredded garment that was my kimono. I had succeeded. I had prevented him from claiming the goodness left in me. But...why do I feel so defeated?
I ran to my room and locked the door. There, I fell on my futon and cried. Why did it have to be like this?! I didn't want to leave Kazuya and when I saw that he didn't want to leave me too, it hurt far more than I had anticipated. I had hoped...prayed even, that he would understand and just leave nonchalantly. But what happened today proved that...he did love me. In his own, twisted way, he did love me as I much as love him. Yes...I belonged to him and rightfully so, I do belong with him but Fate had not wanted it that way.
Goodbye, Kazuya, my first and one true love. Goodbye to those cherished moments we spent together. Goodbye to all the things that should have been, for it will never be. And goodbye to the woman in me, who I know, is dying slowly as each second without Kazuya passes.
"Sayonara..."
A/N: Goodbye....WAAAHHH! Isn't it just so sad? I know Kazuya's sort of a bastard here, but do you really think someone as possessive as Kazuya would give up without a fight? I was really trying to stay true to his character here. If he had just...you know, UNDERSTOOD, you'd think something was up. Kazuya? Understand quickly and easily? Puh-leaaase. Heheh. Don't worry 'coz this isn't goodbye to the story. A few more chapters to go. There's an epilogue too. See ya later!
Chapter X