Hey folks, time for another chapter, in this chapter we're gonna see what happens to Heihachi now that he's in the hands of his grandson.
Chapter 11: Confessions and Rejections"Do you really think he'll spill?"
"He'd better," Spat Jin casting a glance over to the kitchen, the door was open slightly and he could see his grandfather struggling with his bindings. It was no use, Jin had tied them good and there was no way Heihachi was able to get out of them,
"What are you going to do?" Asked Ling, Jin dragged his eyes away from the kitchen to look at her,
"I'm going to give him a taste of his own medicine," He said,
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, my grandfather likes to torture the people he captures, I figured if I did the same, he might talk," Replied Jin,
"But that's barbaric!" Exclaimed Ling, wide eyed, Jin turned to face her,
"It's a suitable method, maybe making him see what it feels like to be on the receiving end of his own method of interrogation will force him into a confession. I'm not saying it's the 'right' way to go about things, or that it'll work, but it's the only option we have if we want to get him to talk," Ling remained silent, but nodded her agreement. Jin was right, she knew just how stubborn Heihachi Mishima could be when he wanted to be she figured that was where Jin got his stubbornness from, she snuggled closer to him and rested her head on his chest, enjoying the warmth that radiated from him. If someone had told her that she would be sitting wrapped in the arms of the famous Jin Kazama Ling would have positively died with laughter, but now the reality of the situation she was in was becoming clearer by the second; aside from the fact that she was helping Jin launch an all out war on his grandfather, she was here, on the sofa, wrapped in the arms of Jin Kazama… THE Jin Kazama. It was still a lot to take in, but she was getting there, slowly but surely.
"Right, I'm going to have a word with him," Said Jin, breaking the silence that had somehow infiltrated the room, Ling and Hwoarang looked at each other nervously as Jin got up and left the room, closing the door behind him.
"Ling, we need to talk," Hwoarang said quietly moving over to where the small girl sat,
"There's nothing to talk about," Ling said icily, Hwoarang looked at the floor,
"You said we'd talk, I figured now was a good a time as any since Jin's in there," He said indicating the closed door that led to the kitchen, Ling sighed heavily,
"Fine, we'll talk. What we did was wrong, it should never have happened," She said, softer this time,
"I didn't hear you say no. Why did you?"
"I was scared ok. I didn't know what to expect, I didn't know if we were going to get caught. I guess when comfort was offered; I kinda jumped at the chance and never thought about the consequences,"
"Oh so it meant nothing to you? Is that what you're saying?" Hwoarang spat, Ling shook her head,
"No, well, yes in a way. At the time it meant a lot, because I needed to feel safe, and at the time you provided that. But there were no other feelings involved." She replied,
"Right, I get you. It was just a screw, wasn't it? You just used me," Hwoarang said, his voice raising slightly, Ling glared at him,
"Yeah, if that's the way you want to put it. I used you, and I wish I never had," She yelled, Hwoarang flinched slightly, he had suspected as much but it still hurt him a little to hear it from Ling's mouth. "Why did you do it?" Ling spat, Hwoarang looked at her coldly,
"It may come as a surprise to you Xiao, but I actually care for you, love you even. I thought that maybe I stood a chance one day, that maybe you could love me back. What happened at the hotel… I really thought that everything was going to work out. Then you just threw it right back in my face, just like that. Well thank you very much Ling ," Hwoarang finished breathlessly, he looked at Ling who sat there with a look of shock and horror,
"You have to be kidding me," She said quietly, Hwoarang shook his head,
"'Fraid not Ling, I told you it would come as a surprise to you," He said a little too smugly, Ling glared at him and jumped up from where she was sat, she marched over to the window and sat on the windowsill,
"You'd better keep away from me, I can't believe what I'm hearing. I want nothing to do with you it's Jin I love, not you!" She yelled, Hwoarang scowled,
"Fine, be that way see if I care. But I bet you twenty bucks once he's had his way with you he'll chuck you in the gutter!"
"Oh give it a rest will you, what is it going to take to get you to understand that I want nothing to do with you, that you make my skin crawl?" Ling sighed, she fought the urge to smack her head against the windowpane, that boy could be so dense at times. With an exasperated sigh Hwoarang slumped onto the couch and crossed his arms over his chest, the two of them sat in silence neither one wanting to even look at the other.
In the kitchen Jin and Heihachi were listening to the conversation that was taking place next door,
"Sounds like your girlfriend's been playing away from home," Heihachi said with a grin, Jin scowled at him,
"We've already discussed that," He snarled, Heihachi chuckled,
"Sounds to me like there's a lot more to be discussed,"
"Shut up, this has nothing to do with you!" Jin growled, Heihachi didn't listen,
"If I were you I'd check where her loyalties lie," He taunted, Jin clenched his fists, how dare he speak to him at all, let alone about Ling, "maybe, she's planning on running away with him, and this conversation is just a ploy to lure you into a false sense of security," Heihachi continued, he was enjoying this. He could see the anger rising in his grandson, he knew it was rather dangerous to get his temper up like this but if he were to be truthful he didn't care.
"She's probably lying about everything, you know that don't you,"
"I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!" Jin bellowed turning around and landing a well aimed fist on his grandfather's jaw, "You can't help it can you? You just have to take the piss, have to see how far you can push!"
"It's working though isn't it," Heihachi retorted, Jin gritted his teeth, this wasn't getting him anywhere, he turned to face his grandfather,
"Tell me what you're plan is, what are you up to?" He growled, Heihachi glared at him and shook his head,
"I've told you already… I'm not telling you a thing," He spat, "you wouldn't be able to stop me even if I did tell you,"
Jin sighed heavily, he really wasn't in the mood for games, it'd been a long day and he was exhausted, the last thing he wanted was to be stood here listening to his grandfathers twisted taunts about Ling and Hwoarang, he shook his head and left the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. Heihachi grinned to himself, he'd be in for it later but he didn't care he could take whatever was thrown his way. Besides, he figured he had almost got free of his bindings, his wrists hurt like hell from rubbing against the ropes that held them together but it felt as though the ropes were becoming loose, he'd done a good job of pretending they were still really tight. If he could hold out until everyone went to bed he was sure he'd be able to get free and get away from the house before they all woke up, it was imperative that he get away by morning as he had an important meeting to attend to discuss plans to rid the world of his worthless family, if he didn't get there then the plan was out of the window and he would have to re do everything. No, he didn't want that, he had to get out. He slowly began to work on loosening his bindings again, ignoring the burning pain that shot through his body as old wounds were opened again.
Author's NotesJust me heh. Time to say hello etc etc. So, here we go with questions etc,
Kitty Kibitzer: Thanks, glad you liked it. Sorry it took so long.
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