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Chapter 12 – The Letter

Jun stood on the balcony looking at the letter that had been illuminated in the moonlight. She couldn't stray her eyes away from it, it called her like a siren. She walked inside and picked it up she turned it in her hands the writing belonged to her father, she concluded after examining it for awhile. She sat down on the couch with a big lump in her throat suddenly breathing had become harder for her. She turned it once again and it had been addressed from their home or rather what she ounce had called home and never since found another to compare with her parents.

She opened the letter carefully she pulled the letter out carefully she didn't want to tear any of it. Suddenly something cold fell into her hands and she dropped it immediately when she felt it hit the soft skin of her hand. The cold metal hit the floor with a loud thud, she looked down at it, and it was a key. She picked it up and recognized it. It was her father's key to their home she was now more confused than she had ever been before. She opened the letter carefully and began to read.

"My darling Jun congratulations on your birthday

I apologize for not being there myself, to see the smile on your face and those soft and kind eyes filled with warmth. To hold you once again my daughter, I love you very much.

I do not write to you to make you upset or worry you; I want you to know that I am proud of you. As I grow older you grow wiser and stronger. I ask of you for your forgiveness if I failed you as a father, for I fear that I have, all I ever wanted was the best for you. All I ever wanted for you was to keep you safe and prepared, my darling Jun you are destined for great things and I can tell by the fire in your soul that shines through your eyes.

I hope you have settled in Tokyo and do not feel lonesome. I understand now why you left, I had burden you greatly, I asked a child to grow up I burdened you with a task to great. I ask for your forgiveness once again. All I ever had wanted was for you to realize all the potential you possessed and never doubt yourself. You have a great heart like your mother and possess just as much kindness like her. You have the purest heart now you must possess the strongest will, for it will be difficult but know my daughter that you are the one. No one else can complete this task but you.

Act with your heart and you will not regret.

It may not seem to be the greatest thing in the world from the view in your eyes but it will change the course, and it will change you. Remember it is the smallest of differences that matters the most, for they can change the substance in which they reside.

You shouldn't be scared my daughter, you are strong and you are courageous, you will overcome this obstacle in your life for you carry your heart with you.

My darling Jun I love you dearly and wished nothing but the best for you my daughter. Do not doubt yourself for you are the strongest and the wisest. Act with your heart with whole of your heart and you will not fail.

Know that I will always love you and I never doubted you

XXX Farens navn!!!"

Tears were running down Jun's cheeks she could hear her fathers voice once again. She had never known that she had left him broken hearted when she left for Tokyo. She had hurt him deeply, her own father and she had not known! Her mother had let her go with tears in her eyes but her father had blessed her and told her that he was confident in her success. He had seemed happy. Jun picked the letter up once again and as she did she could hear something rattle inside it. She tilted the content onto her hand and saw a golden necklace in her hand. She held it so it would dangle in front of her eyes, it had belonged to her mother once. As it turned in her sight she saw something had changed, there was an inscription on the back side of the locket.

"Remember to always have your heart with you" it read, she opened the locket and found a picture of herself as a child with her father. That was what her mother had kept in the locket all that time, and she had acted like it was a big secret. She opened the lock and pulled it around her neck and locked it once again. She held it in her hand she didn't doubt her father or his word, they were a great source of confidence, she only lacked confidence in herself. She rested her head on the couch as she continued to hold onto the locket. She wished she could return home and leave this awful place, there was no one to love nor could she be loved. She spent hours and sometimes it felt like days in her grey apartment, no matter how colourful objects she purchased for the apartment it was the same old gloomy apartment she returned to at night. She wanted to return to the forest feel the grass underneath her toes once again and hear the birds sing. She wanted to feel the life in nature around her surrounding her once again, for she had never before been in such a big crowd in a place filled with so much life and yet she had never felt this lonely before.

Jun choked her problems and went to her bedroom and fell into her bed. She had felt warmth for the first time tonight ever since she had moved to Tokyo and she had asked him to leave. Sometimes she doubted her own ability to gain happiness on her own and the difficult task of maintaining it. She turned in the bed as more tears rolled down her chin, she wouldn't turn to his arms there had to be other arms she could turn to. Another that she could turn to for trust and consolation and yet she knew her chances for finding that somebody was dim.

"I'm just saying that you shouldn't forget who you are and your morals" Michelle told her as she was getting more and more frustrated, she was telling her for her own safety. She hadn't experienced the malicious callous and unmerciful Kazuya Mishima on the contrary the one she had encountered had turned out to be a rather pleasant one, but Michelle knew better or so she told herself that she did.

"I'm telling you for your own good, Jun. You have to listen to me he is the man responsible for many deaths. He is different than you he doesn't have any morals or ethics in his entire body" Michelle told Jun she had been sitting silently listening to everything she had said and she knew she was right, he was different. Michelle had been talking to her about "the right thing to do" as she had said it herself, ever since she had returned to the hotel room. Apparently some channel had gotten great footage of Jun and Kazuya's rendezvous from last night and she obviously had seen it already. The TV was on and luckily for Jun she could see the rerun.

"Jun Kazama and Kazuya Mishima don't seem to have broken up. The couple was seen in what we would call a feisty and passionate reunion and it is also the couple's first public kissing segment.

Their new flames can leave this town for these two aren't finished with each other yet, better luck to Lei Wulong and the mysterious woman another time . The couple was first seen talking on the street in front of the building were Jun Kazama lives and things seemed to be very cool, they were standing a couple of meters apart and had a conversation. It certainly looked very cold as Jun would only look at him once or twice, but Kazuya managed to sweet talk her and they both went upstairs. Later around midnight they both were seen on Jun Kazama's balcony, were it developed into a hot and passionate reunion. I'm just glad that they chose the balcony for their reunion" the host commented along the way her excitement was hard to hide, stories like these kept her pay check coming and without victims like her and Kazuya she wouldn't have any job

"The couple lingered on the balcony until Kazuya Mishima finally decided to leave. The couple smiled their goodbyes and Kazuya left her as a fair maiden on the balcony, taken straight out of a fairytale , as I can see it probably won't be their last public or private rendezvous. Be sure to see our next programme as we keep track on the famous faces and their activities" her face and the footage finally disappeared from the screen, Jun felt relieved and thought that moving out to the balcony might not have been the best idea, but it was her freedom and she couldn't care less or could she?

He was different than her; they both represented something different they both were opposite poles. She knew that there was no way for them to meet, they had their own place in the world and Michelle was right. Those were her thoughts when she finally decided to speak.

"It was a mistake Michelle, so don't tell me about my morals and ethics. I asked him to leave and he left" Jun spoke those words easily but she doubted herself, for she hadn't believed in a single word she just had uttered. Michelle was taken back by her response she didn't attempt to defend herself and her actions but instead she had told her bluntly that she had made a mistake. She had noticed the hand gesture she made and the wrinkle that had appeared on her forehead; her body robbed her minds secrets. She knew she shouldn't have come back to the hotel yet, the journalists had gathered in front of her building and the hotel asking her questions on how long they had been seeing each other, questions she had no answers to. Now she was facing her so called roommate.

"Now if you don't mind I have to get ready for some sort of event to celebrate the collaboration between the company and the organization" Jun told her and left she didn't even wait for her respond. She knew he was different but was it a crime to be different?

Jun looked at herself in the mirror when she had gotten dressed, it was appropriate she told herself. A black jacket with a black pencil skirt, it was an official business press conference with out doubt. She didn't have to dress like it was anything else it was formal and she had decided that she would behave and dress accordingly. Behaving accordingly was to smile and shake their hands and not talking about anything but business and only subjects that everyone knew about already. Dressing accordingly was pretty simple a task, nothing to feminine you were one of them you were in their world, the world of pants and coasts.

She entered the elevator thinking how lucky she had been that it was held in the very same building, then she didn't have to go far. But it wasn't mutual ground it was on his ground they played by his rules, she had no doubt that they now were in his pockets. There wasn't any way around it and yet her superior had been very eager to sign the papers.

"Some progress at last, the fruit of our labour" he had said himself. He believed in it as a victory and maybe they had defeated his company. Maybe there wasn't much more to do but to develop a cooperation that would carry fruit. She had been courageous enough to wear a crimson coloured shirt beneath instead of a white one. She had dress according to the secret law but that didn't mean that she had to blend in, she could stand out and underline that she was a woman after all, Jun thought as she walked by the mirrors in the lobby area. She stopped and looked at herself she corrected the little jacket she wore a little waistcoat underneath, designed to hug a woman's figure in all the right places. She corrected her lipstick and saw a man staring at her reflection from the lobby, she got eye contact with him and smiled. He could see the sparkle in her eyes when she smiled to him. She walked right past him and through the large heavy doors into the large hall. Immediately she had been surrounded by journalists and photographers asking her question's about how she had succeeded in bringing such a lucrative deal into order. Her superior came quickly to her rescue maybe a little too quickly, he got some great shots with her at first before it struck him that he had come to rescue her from the journalists. He pulled her aside and hugged her.

"You've done a terrific job, you have really outdone yourself this time" he told her as he hugged her once again "Why have you dressed so formally it's a joyous occasion" he told her as he observed her more closely. Jun smiled and took off her jacket and then she seemed more casual, more to the liking of her superior. Jun left his side when a group of journalists approached them and she saw the look in his eyes, he was more than pleased to give them an interview and a picture or two. She walked up to the bar and ordered something to drink she looked towards the platform that was raised. She looked around in the hall but couldn't find him; it appeared to her that the host was fashionably late. She felt something rub her arm when she turned to see who it was she found herself looking into the man's eyes, it was the very same man from the lobby.

"I hear you're the one to speak to tonight" he told her, he had found her quite charming.

"Oh, I am I didn't know" she told him as she took a sip from her drink "And you are?" she asked him for his name.

"I'm Takeshi" he told her offering his hand she happily shook it as he smiled happily as she introduced herself.

"Jun" she told him and so they had started on a first name basis, she looked around herself and saw a couple of journalists looking for a new target. Quickly she turned her head and hoped that they would leave her alone. Takeshi looked himself over the shoulder and saw them approaching, so he moved closer to Jun and laid his arm around her pulling her into him. Jun looked surprised at his action and wanted an explanation. He looked at her and smiled he pointed with his eyes in the direction of the journalists and she had understood. He pulled back when he saw them move away.

"Thanks" she said appreciating his action even if it only had given her a small amount of freedom she was grateful.

"Your welcome, we have to protect each other after all" he told her, she looked up at him clearly surprised. He saw the look in her eyes she was confused and he explained.

"Kazuya extended my firm an offer as well, I'm from the human rights office" he told with that warm smile once again. She looked at him she was surprised that someone like him would work in such a line of job. She had believed him to be one of the investors with money in one of the companies or organisations that were invited tonight.

"Is that true and I thought I had you figure out!" she exclaimed out loud. He smiled warmly and she noticed that his eyes didn't hide anything, she could read them and he more than welcomed her to do so.

"Who did you think I was?" he asked her intrigued by her easygoing spirit, she didn't seem tangled up. What he didn't know was her skills in pretending that everything was fine were exceptional. For if he had known the truth he wouldn't have approached her and he wouldn't have talked to her.

"I thought you were an investor or a rich parent's inheritor" she told him blankly she started moving away from the bar and he followed her with his drink. She seated herself by the table where she had left her coat.

"Do I really look like a million?" he asked her as he sat down on the chair next to her.

"Maybe not a million but definitely worth something," she told him with a teasing smile on her lips.

"So do you think he means it seriously?" he asked her his voice was serious and he had asked her as colleague to be respected. She looked at him for a while she didn't know if she should tell him what she found to be the truth.

"I hope he does" she told him instead, she had agreed with herself that exactly that answer would be the most neutral. It would leave him to speculate on his own and that the organization had undergone this deal with confidence in collaboration. Suddenly all the talk and activate had stopped but the photographers and journalists activity had risen to new heights. They all knew who had arrived and now the so called official announcement of their collaboration could be made public

He stepped onto the platform immediately and began his speech.

Jun watched him closely as he held his speech she couldn't tell if it was a performance or if he meant what he said. He looked around in the hall and held eye contact with many people from the crowd.

"This collaboration clearly demonstrates the new steps Mishima Zaibatsu is taking; we do not only serve the world providing with our technology and ground breaking and pioneering research results. We also serve the public by protecting the things that have been here since the break of dawn. We take the necessary steps to help in protecting the fragile nature; we must not only use it but also protect it. For it is our responsibility we must preserve the nature and its inhabitants from exploitation. There are other ways to success without the exploitation of the nature" he proclaimed, and he continued his speech encouraging other companies to follow in the same steps to create a better world. At one point he had reached Jun and he held eye contact with her, Takeshi noticed the look in her eyes and he knew he already had lost the battle.

"We can only achieve this goal by collaborating with those who have worked for this cause in so many years hoping to open our eyes, those who speak on the behalf of nature and its inhabitants when it doesn't have a tongue to defend itself in our world. Those whose hearts burn for nature" Jun broke the eye contact and took a sip from her glass when she heard him pronounce her name. She stood up from her chair and everyone attending clapped for her while she made her way up to the platform. She stood beside him when he chose to step aside and extended his arm to the microphone encouraging her to say some words.

"Like Mr. Mishima said nature doesn't have to be a victim for the technological progresses…" Jun started her talk of how collaboration was the right solution instead of the organizations and companies fighting each other and how it could make their work much easier if they cooperate with each other. She talked for a couple of minutes and she felt like she was preaching for small boys on how they ought to play nicely with the neighbours children. When she had finished talking of the prosperity she hoped that both parties would meet in the future collaboration, the halls roof was once again lifted by the applaud. Kazuya stepped forward so he stood next to her once again, Jun stepped a step to the side when she saw him approach her. They stood equally next to each other taking up the same amount of space. He reached his hand out to her and she shook his hand, there was a smile on his lips but it wasn't the smile she had seen on some rare occasions. It was false only to their joy, it was mechanical and he knew how to execute it well. They took pictures of them before Jun was pushed aside by her own superior, she stepped aside and eventually off the platform. Takeshi offered his hand to help her down.

"So how was it?" he asked she looked confused at him for she had not understood what he meant.

"What do you mean?" she asked him greatly confused by his question, she looked over her shoulder when they started to walk back to the table and she saw Kazuya drown in the blitz from the many cameras and the crowd of journalists that now had surrounded him and she realized that she had played her part. He would gain great publicity so would the organization and they would all live happily ever after in the darkness, for they belonged to him.

"Your 5 minutes of fame, of course" he said with a grin on his lips.

"I could do with out them to be honest," she told him honestly with a smile on her lips as she poured down the last of her drink. Many hours passed in the hall as the press got some interviews and when they had been escorted out the attendants could dine and talk in peace. Jun finally decided to leave as she felt she had played her part and now she had to return to her spot behind the scenes. When Takeshi saw her motioning towards the door he offered to walk with her, he did not know that she had a room in the very same hotel the arrangement had been held.

"You really don't have to walk with me," she told him blushing lightly when he took her arm and placed it under his own.

"Come on how far do you live from her? We'll take a cab if you don't want to walk, although I must say it is a great night for a walk" he told her and she was bewildered by the joy in his voice.

"No I mean it honestly, I have a room upstairs" she explained further, she didn't accept or refuse his offer of taking a walk or a cab.

"Well aren't you moving a little too fast" he told her with the same odd grin that reassured her that what he had just said was a joke and he meant nothing by it. But when they parted he had slipped a note into her hand. She looked at him with a smile on her lips, one thing she could say for sure was that he didn't give up easily. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for her floor, she leaned up against the back wall of the elevator as she started to peel off her stilettos. She saw a foot quickly block for the door so it couldn't close and the foot belonged to Kazuya Mishima whom she wished she wouldn't see more of this night. He stood quietly in front of her at first but as he saw her taking her shoes off and loosening her waistcoat a little chuckle escaped Kazuya. Jun stood quietly behind him and didn't feel any need to talk to him yet she found herself observing him closely when he pressed the button to a floor. She got out before him and she could feel his eyes on her back as she walked out and down the hallway. When she finally had entered her room it was quiet, no activity of any kind Michelle didn't seem to be in. Jun changed her clothes and felt a great relief when she slipped into something more casual and relaxing. The moonlight shone in through the windows, again she found herself staring into the darkness of the night. She looked at the other apartments were there was light, probably inhabited by two, two was always better than one. She couldn't understand what crime she was receiving punishment for, what could she possibly have done that was so cruel that she had to be punished by being robbed the company of others? She walked to the phone in her room and fingered the note in her fingers and the button he had pressed in her mind.

She stood in front of his door once again frozen and too afraid to knock. She knocked carefully, if he would notice the knock it would be fine with her and if he didn't it would fine with her too. Either way she was in for a surprise. She could hear his feet move inside the room as if they were confused on whether or not he had heard a knocking coming from the door. She lifted her arm again and knocked on the door. She stood quietly waiting; she didn't want to say his name out loud, she didn't want to ask him if he was there, and if he was then to be kind enough to open the door. She didn't want him to know that it was her, for she doubted that he would open the door if he knew it was her. Why should he open the door? She had only rejected him twice.

Then the door opened and she stood face to face with him.

"How can I help you?" he asked her very casually. She looked up at him and he could recognize the look in her eyes, he had come to her last night with the very same look in his eyes, regret and apologies. He walked to the side with the doorknob in his hand opening the door more and she entered into the darkness of his room. She looked around herself and eventually she found a chair to sit in. She didn't know what she should do of herself and most of all she didn't know what she was doing in his room.

"So Miss Kazama, don't tell me that you came here because you found some kind of error in the contract?" he asked her with a smile on his lips. She looked up at him surprised that he was in such a relaxed mood. She watched him as he took of his jacket and threw it on the bed; he sat down on the bed and started to take his shoes off. He wouldn't bother asking her how she had found out what room he was staying in, she was a bright girl and could easily find out if she really had wanted to.

"No Kazuya, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you" she spoke to him with a smile on her lips Kazuya looked up at her in surprise; she had spoken to him by first name for the very first time.

"You said my first name so I'm guessing it's pretty serious" he continued to joke as he unbuttoned the buttons on his sleeve end and pulled the sleeves up. He unbuttoned a couple of the top buttons on his shirt and looked up at her. She behaved oddly tonight last night she had asked him to leave and now she had come to him.

"Kazuya I need to know why you came to me?" she asked him, when she had spoken the words Kazuya stopped dead in his tracks and looked at her. She meant what she had said she wanted to know. Kazuya turned the question in his mind once and then twice, he didn't know what he should tell her. Should he tell her the truth? Should he tell her that he didn't know why he was attracted to her? That he felt there was a weird aura around her that drew him in and forced him to be near her. That he felt a sudden lust and thirst for her when ever she was around and when she wasn't his eyes searched for her. Her scent was intoxication and her warmth was different than any other women's sent. Should he tell her that he never had been so excited around a woman and he had a difficult time controlling himself every time he was around her? He pushed his thoughts aside telling himself it was impossible to have such thoughts when he didn't even know her. He couldn't even control his own mind any longer for he knew that she would be the topic his mind soon would return to no matter how hard he tried to ignore her and push her out of his mind, she would find her way back into his mind. She was only harder to ignore when she was in his little room.

"I don't know I just ended up at your doorstep," he told her instead of the truth; he couldn't face her eyes while he lied to her so he looked every where else but her eyes. Jun looked at him; she had feared he would say that that he coincidentally ended up at her doorstep. She noticed that it was the first time he was avoiding her eyes; he had always kept eye contact with her no matter what the situation.

"I didn't end up in your room by coincidence, Kazuya" she confessed to him. Kazuya looked up at her and something in his eyes had changed, they weren't cold anymore nor did they have the fake sparkle. She got up from the chair and hugged her cardigan close around her body. She walked to the glass doors that lead out to the balcony she stood there and stared out the doors. She looked up to the skies and wished that her prayers would be heard for once. She stood in this mans room not knowing why but that was what she wanted and she willing to find out along the way. She was ready to pour her heart out to this man when he himself didn't have the answer to why he came to her.

"I received a letter from my father yesterday, I didn't tell you that did I? He wrote that he was proud of me and that I always should remember to have my heart with me" she told him stopping once in a while to hold awkward pauses, Kazuya sat with his back turned to her as he was staring at the wall in front of him "and can you guess where my heart took me?" she looked up again she could see Kazuya's reflection in the glass door. He stood behind her he was just looking at her he couldn't make his body respond to any other action. She eventually leaned up against the glass door her forehead felt the glass doors unpleasant cold surface yet it was better than not feeling anything at all. He wouldn't respond to what she had told him. He didn't even know that she had poured her heart out to him which was much harder to do then placing her lips on his, like he had done. She watched the traffic pass by as she stood by the door, they progressed they were in movement she couldn't remember the last time she had moved, she had been standing still for the longest time that she couldn't remember how to do anything else. She breathed heavily and felt herself fall off the edge; she wouldn't waste his time or her own time. The smile on his lips and the dim sparkle in his eye was all he had to offer.

Suddenly she felt the fabric on her shoulder be pressed down by a heavy hand, she stood still she had become numb waiting for an answer. She felt the hand force her to turn she turned and stared straight ahead, she stared at the wall behind him, she had become indifferent. He had taken to long a time to answer. Eventually she looked up at him as he stepped a step closer to her and held her tightly, as she rested her head on his shoulder he could feel his shoulder get wet as tears ran down her cheek. He kissed her forehead.

"Did it by any coincidence bring you to me?" he asked her, with a crooked smile on his lips.

They had both found someone to walk with in their lonely solitude, they had both screamed desperately so someone would hear their cries yet no one had heard them. Now they both had found each other wandering in the darkness.

Haha… they finally hooked up I've got to say it took me some time!