Two weeks. That's all I had left until the tournament began. Me and Steve were flying out to Tokyo in a week, which meant I needed to get my new style perfected as I had decided that once I got there, I was only going to train in my hotel room as there was no way in hell I was giving Kazuya any chance of finding out about my style and see how to block my attacks before I faced him.

I had also included a new element to my style. Remember how I love to dance? Well, I was listening to one of my songs the other day on my I-pod and came up with the idea to incorporate dance into my style, and came up with an even better style, that I found easier as it all came naturally to me. I hadn't even shown this to Steve, as this was only going to be used if I became desperate and had to resort to a last measure.

I had relaxed a lot now, as about a week ago, I was training with steve, and he suddenly pinned me to the floor, saying that if I didn't go back to how I was when I first arrived, he was sending me back to Korea where I would be on my own (Anna and Leah had gone to Japan already as anna was in the tournament), and that even though I was broken up over my worry for my dad, I had to remember that I had others who loved me and that if I kept pushing everyone away, I would only end up destroying myself slowly. Hearing this made something snap in me, and I completely collapsed. I think I was out cold for about two days, but when I woke up, I felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I had climbed out of bed and searched for steve. He had been asleep, but he woke up when I slide into his bed. He turned to face me and smiled as I gave him a playful punch, before pulling me into him and hugging me. We fell asleep like that, and I think Lei got a nasty headache the next morning when he let himself into the flat, and when he saw us he made a comment about incest, to which we both responded by me kicking his nuts and steve smacking him over the head repeatedly with his boxing glove that he kept next to his bed.

I felt lighter as I trained, as if I suddenly had all the strength in the world, knowing I had my brother behind me. It sounded strange to call him my brother, especially as I found out that Leah isn't actually my dad's, she was the daughter of the man anna had the affair with. I still treated her as a sister, but I felt slightly detached from her, especially as even if she was my sister, she would have only been y half sister whereas steve is my full blood brother. Yeah, I was surprised too. It turns out that this angel guy was actually what the scientists had decided to call my dad, and steve was actually my dad's son, meaning we were 100% related.

Right this minute, I had taken a break from training and I was sitting on the balcony outside, watching the world go by as the sky grew darker as the sun began setting. The first time steve had seen me sitting on the balcony, he nearly had kittens, thinking I would fall, but once I reassured him I had done this sort of thing all the time in America and Korea, he relaxed considerably, even joining me once before deciding he wasn't very comfortable doing so. I spotted a taxi pull up downstairs and turned my eyes away when I didn't recognise the person. I couldn't see very clearly anyway. I could have sworn that I saw a flash of red in the taxi then, but I was probably imagining it. Besides, more people than just Hwoarang had flaming red hair.

A few minutes later, steve came into the living room, fresh from the shower and drying his wet hair with a towel. He glanced over to me and waved, and I grinned, sending him a mock salute. He disappeared into his room and I heard him shuffling about, opening and closing various drawers, probably trying to decide what to wear. I hopped down off the balcony and moved into the kitchen to grab a drink, only to find we were out of everything. All we had left was milk, and I couldn't drink that as I was lactose intolerant.

"hey steve?"

"what?" came his muffled reply.

"I'm going shopping. Do you want anything?"

"nah. Take my card and pay with that."

"Kay. I'll be back soon."

I didn't quite catch his response, I think it was something about be careful, but as his head was suck in his wardrobe, all that came out was a muffled mumble. I shrugged my shoulders before throwing on my jacket and putting my shoes on before grabbing his card and front door key out of his jacket pocket and disappearing out the door. I was gone about two hours, which was actually reasonable as the last time I went, I was gone nearly four thanks to a traffic jam outside waterloo station.

As I put the key in the door, I heard steve talking, and then I heard a reply. I assumed it was lei, but when I opened the door and stepped in, I nearly dropped the bags in shock. Standing in our living room, giving me a mock look of hurt, was none other than Hwoarang. My hear skipped about ten beats and I had to remind myself to close my mouth and actually breath.

"Ah, Cinderella, leaving the ball without even forgetting to take a shoe, or leave a phone number anyway." he joked, but I could see that there was actually a small amount of what looked like hurt flash in his eyes briefly.

Steve must've noticed how I had become a mute dummy, so he took the shopping and moved into the kitchen, probably to give us some privacy. I swallowed to try and get my voice to work, but Hwoarang beat me to it.

"look, I'm not angry. It just would have been nice to be left a phone number or an address so that I could contact you."

For some reason, my voice finally decided to come back, and I was grateful that it did.

"why? Why would you want to keep in touch? You're the leader of the blood talons, I was second in command of Rayza. We should be enemies, so why do you care?"

I think I went a bit overboard because his eyes flashed with anger and he lurched forward, grabbing one arm, and covering my mouth with his free hand so I couldn't yell out or argue with him.

"you want to know why? Because I'm sick of the hostility in Korea. But you want to know the main reason, Kerry? It's because I've seen you on and off during the last few years, and I can see through the hard front you put up. You're sensitive to emotion, you're strong, beautiful and smart, but they don't see that. All they see is a weapon, that's all they use you for. You're the only girl that's ever made me look twice at them, and hell, even I don't quite understand my feelings, but ever since I first laid my eyes on you, I've wanted to know you, be with you, possibly even protect you. I care about you, I don't know why, but when I saw you dancing a few months ago, the look of happiness on your face made me happy too, and I knew then that no matter what I was going to speak to you, but then the bomb went off, and after I saw you in hospital, you disappeared."

He trailed off there, and I could see he was trying to control his temper. No, I don't think it was anger, it was pain. He genuinely cared, but like me, had no clue why. Maybe it was just one of those instant attractions, I mean, I liked him too from the second I saw him, but unlike him, I tried to fight it rather than pursue it. I felt so guilty, and a few tears escaped my eyes, sliding down my cheek to rest on his hand that was still covering my mouth. He had looked away from me after his speech, but the feel of my tears on his hand made him look back at me, and I saw the sadness reflected in his eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. I moved his arms off me, before pulling him towards me, resting my head on his chest as I hugged him. I felt him wrap his arms round me, and immediately, I felt safe, as if this is where I belonged.

Steve walked back into the room at that minute, and we pulled apart, trying to look as if nothing had happened. He raised a suspicious eyebrow at us, and I started giggling. He came over and pulled me into a rough hug, which sparked a sparring match between us, that only ended when I pushed him out onto the balcony and threatened to throw him off it if he didn't back down. Hwoarang watched in amusement, and for a minute I wondered why he hadn't been surprised to find me here, before realising that someone, most probably Sask, had informed him of my location, and Steve had probably told us that we were brother and sister. I didn't care how he got here though, I was just so overjoyed to see him.