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Jun walked all the way to her room.
She changed her swimsuit into her nice white clothes then she carefully took out the trench coat from her closet.
'Nice and neat, I must be more careful to fold it' she thought as she carefully fixed it with gentle hands.
Then playful thoughts started to circle around her mind.
'I wonder if I have a family…Would I be folding more clothes, cook, clean and take care of a child at the same time?…Or even greet my husband from work…' then those familiar eyes greeted her mind.
At that thought she quickly shook her head
'It's still too early to be thinking stuffs like that' she thought as she laughed inside her.
She stood up with the trench coat neatly folded on her hand and readied herself to go.
'This time…I must know' she thought.
Walking at the corridor, she remembered everything to trace his possible whereabouts until she got an urge to ask for his presence in his office.
"I'm sorry Miss Kazama but he's not around" the secretary said.
Jun just bowed politely then she left.
She went to the lobby and walked around to find him.
Every place she stares, there were no signs of Kazuya around.
All she remembers is the place where he gave her his towel, the bathroom.
Jun went to the poolside as fast as she could.
The moment she arrived, there were no people in sight.
Everyone must have entered their rooms earlier.
She explored the area with keen eyes.
The room once filled with laughter was left with unresolved silence.
Almost frightening at first yet soothing once you get used to it.
She walked to the bathroom she once led herself into
'He must have left already' she thought, changing her mind to just search somewhere else.
But before leaving, she took a glimpse at the pool where she and her two friends Lei and Michelle had their fun.
'Such memories end so soon…yet how come a memory of Kazuya never ends?' she thought to herself.
She walked closer just to see her pale reflection on the water's surface.
'Was that the same girl who lived in Yakushima' she thought as she remembered her childhood teachings.
It's been years since she left Yakushima and a feeling of homesickness was indeed a bothersome.
Every time she's left alone only with her mind she had a feeling that she needed to be home, why is it so? She grew up in the city, worked in the city and felt home in the city yet a feeling of discontentment still pushes her away from reality.
She's still not home. Fright built up inside her as she felt a cold steel resting at the back of her neck
"Miss Kazama, security wants you in your quarters right now" a voice called out behind her.
It was one of the Mishima poolside guards. "I was…" she was cut-off as the guard spoke out loud "Silence!" he said.
"There's no need for you to talk, you have no valid reason why you're here".
"You don't understand…" Jun said but the guard just drew the gun closer, almost pressing against her face.
"Your attempts are futile" the guard said.
"Room number please" the guard said.
Jun was about to speak when a deep calm voice interrupted her words
"…For what? Who gave such order?" the voice sarcastically said.
The guard quickly turned his head to see who it was, to his surprise there stood Kazuya Mishima with absolute rage drawn all over his face, his arms crossed, his hair kind of messed up.
A few strands met his pale yet bloodthirsty face.
"Mr. Mishima" was all he could say.
"It seems like you're taking your job too seriously…Who gave such orders?" Kazuya asked, his voice getting deeper.
The guard quickly stood up straight and faced Kazuya straight in the eye
"Sir, No orders given but she's violating house rules, sir" was all he could say
"Did I gave an order?" Kazuya asked.
"No sir" the guard said in fright. Kazuya rushed up to the guard like an angry beast then he dug his fingers on his neck.
"You know better than insulting a Mishima" he said angrily, his grip getting tighter.
Jun ran to stop him "Kazuya, no! Please don't! It's my fault! I went out when I should be in my quarters! Don't kill him!" Jun yelled.
Tears are attempting to trickle down slowly from her pale face.
Anger was not in her eyes but pity towards the guard.
"There's no need to kill…" she pleaded.
Kazuya closed his eyes then he threw the guard on the pool.
"Get out of my sight!" he said angrily, the guard quickly surfaced himself and went on to his duty.
Kazuya then turned to face Jun
"Gomen nasai, Jun" he said
"Let me know if these guards bother you again…I mean, have a wonderful evening…" he said in a slight bow then he started to walk away but Jun stopped him
"Wait! Mr. Mishima, Y-your trench coat…" Jun said as she showed the neatly folded trench coat.
Kazuya looked at her then he gave up a smile
"I guess you did a nice job folding it" he complimented
"…I was wondering…nothing serious Mr. Mishima but what happened last night?" Jun asked, trying hard not to feel uneasy
"You passed out at the rooftop last night, cold and almost showing a skin, I carried you to your room together with my trench coat, is there a problem?" he said calmly,
Jun was attempting to speak but her words were replaced by his'
"No…I did not intent to do something disrespectful to you…it violates my sense of respect to the people I know" he said.
Jun felt relief inside her but she felt troubled as she saw Kazuya's blood stained fist.
"Mr. Mishima, y-your fist, it's bleeding…"Jun said almost in a panic.
Kazuya just stared at it stiff as a rock.
"Uh…it's nothing" he said
"Please, let me fix that wound…I have bandages in my room" Jun pleaded.
"There's really no need…" he was cut off "Please…It's time for me to repay everything" she said.
Kazuya had no choice but to follow Jun to her room.
Inside, he sat down on the futon with his face on the floor as Jun went to find her med kit.
'I'm not used in such treatment, I might as well just leave' he thought.
He was attempting to leave but part of him tells him there's no reason to do so.
No one has even dared to care about his wounds since Jun came along.
His father never came back to save him from that cliff.
Alone and forgotten, he seeks out a way to redeem the life he has left.
Why is this girl treating him with such kindness?
Why not in disgust like most people do?
Like his father used to do?
Replacing him for a child born on the streets, the one called Lee Chaolan, his adopted brother.
He could do better but he's just weakness on the old man's eyes.
"Mr. Mishima, sorry to have kept you waiting…" she said, her voice echoing in his ears like music that's never been heard distracted his attempts to fill in hatred all over him.
Kazuya just shot a glance at her, speechless.
"May I see the wound?" she asked
"There's no need to treat me like this…I don't deserve it, just let me leave" he said, bitterness in his voice
"You don't deserve such hatred…You deserve kindness…it is kindness I'm showing you, so why refuse?" she said.
Kazuya finally showed the wound.
Blood and deep wounds enveloped his once smooth skin
"What happened…it doesn't matter…be more careful next time" she said as she wiped it with a wet cloth
"Honestly, I did that intentionally…Pain seems to become a pleasure in my life..." he said
"But that's not how life should be…Pain is not a pleasure and it will never be" Jun replied
"And if it never will, then my father wouldn't have gave this wound to me" Kazuya said, pertaining to the scar he had on his chest.
"Seeing me in pain is his greatest treasure in life, shedding my blood is his greatest victory in life" Kazuya said coldly, his eyes showed no emotions.
Jun said no words, no words could describe of how much she had felt after hearing him opening up to her.
"I am nothing but dirt in his eyes.
Maybe that's the reason why he threw me on that cliff. He thinks I'm useless, he thinks I'm weak, and I am, I'm weak…" Kazuya said lowering his head, his eyes sealing the light, inviting darkness to overcome.
Jun, on the other hand, was already bandaging his wound.
"He shattered me, he shattered everything…being his son was all just a big lie, a nice short word big enough to substitute his cruelty…words are even more painful than the scar he gave me…he doesn't deserve to live…he must die…" Kazuya's voice was drifting away.
Jun stopped, motionless she felt.
Such anger is growing up inside him, no remorse, just full of hate.
"So, do you still think I deserve such kindness?" he asked once more
"Only a fool would hesitate to show kindness…Am I a fool for your eyes?" she asked
"Unless I'm blind enough to make such a mistake…" he said in a smile
"I'm not blind".
Jun smiled, she never expected those words came out from him. Jun just finished bandaging his fist.
"There, that would stop the bleeding" Jun said
"But it won't stop my soul from bleeding…" he gave up a word
"Devil took over my body since I sold my soul in exchange for my life, to attain my father's defeat. He owns me, but I got rid of him…pretty soon he'll come back, I know he will…and I fear his return" he added.
'That would explain why the dark premonitions were gone, yet anger still lives within him…the spirit will haunt him if he resides on anger' she thought.
"Then you must get rid of your anger before it completely consumes you! The spirit lives within your hate, it feeds in you…the more you give in to the hate, the stronger it gets. And the stronger it gets, the closer he'll get to you" Jun remarked.
"Nobody cares now…who told you those things? You knew?" he wondered, calm yet surprised.
"I'm telling these words whether you like it or not because I CARE!" There, she spoke the magic word
"I knew all about it right from the start! No one told me, there's no need to tell me…I can feel it with me, eating me slowly. I feared it once but now I'm opening up to it.
There's no need to fear it Kazuya, you should not fear its return, fight the fear! It weakens you…" she felt herself swimming in rage, darkness must not win. Kazuya was speechless.
He lost the will to talk.
No one cared about him but this girl,
how come she does?
Who is she to him?
What was the purpose for all of this?
"I…can't…I just can't…Knowing my father will come back soon, I knew he'll come as well…to finish this deal I made…it's pointless to regret anyway. Hope flew away right before my eyes." he said in defeat
"Hope is destined to be everywhere" Jun protested
"What do you mean?" he asked
"Hope didn't fly away. It's just lost" she said.
"If hope is lost, why can't it fight its way back to where it was?" he asked
"You misled it, Lead it home…I knew you can".
"I don't deserve to live with hope Jun…Please understand…My purpose here is to kill my father and nothing else…I'm bound to die anyway whether I like it or not" he said
"Don't say that please" Jun said calmly lowering her head.
"You won't die! You can't die! I NEED YOU!" she spoke, chanting those words made her feel better.
She admitted it, she needed him.
He felt his world fell down on him.
He wanted to kill the words he just said.
"I…I never knew you feel the same thing, Jun" he said
"I can't live without you! I can't, don't leave me!" she pleaded, clutching her futon. He suddenly felt the urge to hold her in an intimate embrace
"I won't leave…you've suffered enough…time to change that" he said. Jun cherished his presence surrounding her.
She never felt so safe her entire life since she left Yakushima.
Kazuya knew he could never leave Jun, he can't die…. He must defeat his father at all cost
"Don't do that again" Jun said smiling sadly as she points at Kazuya's bandaged fist. Kazuya nodded and looked at his bandaged fist
"Sorry for disturbing you, Jun" he said
"No, it's all right" she said as she started fixing her kit.
"I…must go now, I've bothered you enough" he said
"Wait" he turned to see what made her say those words
"Thank you for the towel" she said, handing him the towel he lend her.
"It's yours…keep it" he said
"In memory of my generous deed…Never did that to anyone else…" he said.
Jaganshing: SUCCESS! Chapter finished!
Kazuya: same lines from the past…
Jaganshing: At least I have a catch phrase unlike some people
Kazuya: Don't get me started on 'Omaika'…
Jaganshing: That's a taunt, maybe 'Kisama ka' will do
Kazuya: …whatever
Jaganshing: Thanks for reading!