"And what exactly do you think your doing?"
Julia spun around, straight into fighting position; there was no way she was taking any chances.
Her eyes widened as her eyes fell upon the owner of the voice, he was perhaps the most good looking man she had ever set eyes on; Japanese with dark skin, and cold dark eyes to match. His hair was jet black and most of it was pulled back into a spike although a few stray strands fell over his face, he also had a perfect body. Julia could see this as he was only wearing pants, she held her head high trying to force the blush she felt to disappear - But she knew who he must have been – Jin the grandson, born into an evil family. She raised her fist and strengthened her guard there was no way she was letting down her defences.
"Well?" He spoke again, his arms crossed over his torso he had a quite discerning presence, she felt like she had been caught stealing from a president it was something about the way he held himself- he had a powerful presence and seemed to Julia like he obviously believed himself superior to her, at least that's how she felt; like naughty child who had just been caught drawing on newly decorated walls with paint and permanent makers.
What was she supposed to say? "Oh I'm very sorry but your evil (and also not supposed to be here) so me and my friends thought we could break into your house and look at all your stuff in hope of exposing your evil plans and put you into jail – or worse" It sounded like the sort of thing that would be said on a tacky police drama show, right after the good guys had cornered the wrong doings, and a sentence like that was normally followed with a Mwahahahaha. Nope not only wouldn't have gone done to well but she was pretty sure she would feel like a class one idiot- it wasn't really the right time or place, her life could be in danger- her life probably WAS in danger. So she did the only thing she could, she relied on her instincts and her way of life and lifted up her foot and kicked him.
It didn't take long for him to react to this and soon they were fighting, but you couldn't really call it that because he didn't seem to be trying to hurt her but just defended himself from her.
Julia raised her arm but he grabbed hold of it and pushed her, she felt herself falling. She winced she new that the landing on the hard wooden fall could do herself some serious injuries as she closed her eyes in preparation for the impact – it never came…apparently she had landed on something soft – what was it? Oh the bed – THE BED!?! – What the hell?
She raised her head and looked up. Oh my god. He was lying on top of her, he had seemed to have fallen to as he grabbed her arm- surly he could of steadied himself so he didn't end up where he was.
She closed her eyes; it wasn't every day that Julia managed to get herself into situations such as this one, and although she new she was at danger she had no idea what to do, being pinned underneath him and all. She opened her eyes and looked up into his face, she could tell by his eyes that he seemed to be amused, well she was glad he saw the funny side because she certainly couldn't find anything apart from embarrassment and worry.
"So" he said leaning closer to her face "are you going to tell me what you're doing in my bedroom- not that I mind you being here of course" He added a smile beginning to play across his lips.
Just kill me she thought he must be trying to confuse me, he can't really mean that. It seemed like this worse situation to be in than being 6 feet under i.e. worse than being dead. Lying on this guys bed with him on top of me -semi-naked! I don't know him and I certainly don't know what to do, god – what would Ling and Hwoarang think if they walked in right now? And her Mother… this wasn't helping her.
"Ummm"
Jin got up and sat next to were she was lying on the bed, Julia also sat up in an attempt to pull herself together.
"Look ummmmm" She said, as she looked at him the fact that he was a Mishima slowing fading from her head. "Let me introduce myself I'm Julia Chang" Holding put her hand in what seemed like a stupid gesture but she had no better ideas.
"Jin Kazama" he said extending his own hand.
Jin looked at her as they shook hands, she didn't seem to be that evil, although she was in his bedroom and had tried to beat him up but well she wasn't stupid like most girls like he had initially thought she would have been… and she looked prettier closer up.
"Why are you searching my house? Is that idiot with you?"
Julia looked down even though she knew that really she was in the wrong, she still thought that Jin had to be evil- but was just bidding his time.
"What do you want from me?"
Jin looked at her confused, he wasn't totally sure how he was supposed to answer a question like this, he had heard it asked on numerous stupid TV shows but that always seemed to be a girlfriend asking her boyfriend that question. What should he say? He came out with the first thing that came to mind
"Excuse me? You're in my house"
"I'm searching for my mother, Michelle Chang, she left our homeland a couple of months ago to talk to the Mishima Ltd and now she is missing, I thought this would be a good place to look" Julia looked at him, she was telling the truth she may as well continue and tell him what she really thought
"And although you may be good looking, appearances can deceive and I'm pretty sure your probably just as bad as your grandfather" she said getting up from the bed.
Jin looked hurt, but then a smile began to play on his lips "You think I'm good looking?"
Julia looked up, great way to go, dig yourself a hole, well they couldn't be any harm in playing along. She looked him straight in the eye.
"Maybe" She said sitting back onto the bed with him…woah what was she doing? This wasn't her, no way.
Jin looked at her taking in her appearance; her hair was no longer in its braids and now flowed around her face, her big eyes looked straight into his, and her clothes fitted and showed of her amazing figure perfectly. She looked nervous, Jin smiled at her than thought about it – had he ever been in this type of situation before, the answer was no. He hadn't let a girl get this close to him before and he found himself nervous and unsure, he Jin Kazama who always knew what he was thinking – and apparently what everyone else should be thinking – that they should leave him alone. So he decided to do exactly what she had decided to do only moments before– relying on his instincts he took her hand in his.
"Julia…" Not sure what to say next, "you are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever met, and there's something else…I saw you today in the park"
"You did?"
"Yeah that's how I know that you must know Hwoarang, but I wasn't following you I was just…"
Not in a million years would Julia have imagined herself here, in the bedroom of the grandson Heihachi Mishima, and now she was … it just seemed natural like being with him was just normal, but something was tagging her at the back of her mind, it was the reason why she was here, the reason why she was in the tournament, her mother Michelle- what would she think if she could see her now!
"I'm sorry" she turned away from him "I can't, I can't be here…with you"
Jin looked at her; he could see the tears that were welling up in her eyes, and the sadness that had befallen her pretty face. He imagined it was what he looked like when alone in his room his mind wondered back to his mother, but he didn't want to see Julia with the look of sadness on her face. He wanted to see her with the look of happiness on her face that she had when he watched her walk through the park laughing with the small Chinese girl, but what could he do? He might have had many admirers but had little real experience with women and now he had one of the most beautiful in his mind that he had ever met sitting on his bed crying silent tears.
His cold wall was crumbling, it didn't matter; there was nobody here to see him, see that like everyone else he had feelings. He wondered if this was what it was like when his father had been with his mother, a few people had told him that he was like his father – or rather he had heard them talk about it in whispers behind his back –"look there goes the Mishima boy, my doesn't he look like his father? He even seems to have the same attitude as him as well- thinking that money and power makes him better than us, he even walks like him" It was comments and jibes like this which had help distance him from everyone else to make people move out of the way and be silent when he passed, it didn't matter anyway he had his few friends at school, or acquaintances anyway that stopped him from being totally alone, people always tried to make friends with people with power, even if he knew that he didn't really have any it was his grandfather who had all that, it was better that they thought he did. But the cold front that had surrounded the young man had lifted; it probably wouldn't be for long either. But when he was with the girl he had just met but already felt like he knew it didn't matter, and he felt a fool for thinking in such stupid teenage way, but his other emotions were stronger and he ignored anything else that happened to be swirling around in his complex mind.
He lifted up his hand and dried up her tears, she looked up at him.
"Julia…"
She looked up at him, his hair had loosened slightly from the joust they had had, and more of it now hang loosely over his face, she knew he was the most gorgeous man that she had ever met she couldn't deny herself that fact – it was blatantly obvious, his dark eyes, his perfect jaw line; the way his hair hang over his face, her mother had taught her a lot of what she knew about life and one of those things was not to waste any chances, and before she could even take in time to consider – to believe, what she Julia Chang the girl who was considered a untouchable beauty by the men at home because (she told them) she had no time for them, being to busy training and learning from her Mother, but truth was on any dates she had agreed to no matter how good looking her date was she couldn't help feeling nothing at all apart from friendship towards her unlucky partner. But now she was learning closer to Jin– and as he had cupped her face in his powerful hands, their lips met.
The kiss was strong and passionate both felt how much they wanted and needed each other, it didn't take long for Julia to be lying on top of him as he fell back from his sitting position on the bed, his arms around her as they kissed. As their passion mounted both knew what would happen next if they let it – if they wanted it.
Jin broke of the kiss
"Do you want this?"
Julia nodded, she knew exactly what he meant and still she wasn't fazed even if it was happening so fast, she was pretty sure that she wasn't going to find someone she felt like this with…ever again. She sat up; fully aware that she was sitting on top of him…where about she was sitting on top of him for that matter, and with her arms perfectly crossed began to pull of her top…
"JULIA!!!!!!!!"
Hwoarang rolled his eyes, and hit her on the arm
"Shut up, what are you doing you want to let it be known that we are in here?"
"Excuse me? I thought we could take on anything? Especially with your stupidly amazing sleep spray"
She wasn't happy; she had been imagining the whole trip inside the dangerous house as an exciting adventure, instead it had turned out to be a very boring experience of doing nothing at all. She had met up with Hwoarang after about an hour of wondering around trying not to break the priceless ornaments that seemed to be everywhere and in her way; apparently he had decided it would be a much better idea to search together.
Which involved Hwoarang playing – look I'm a good detective although I have no idea what I'm looking for I just like dragging Ling into each and every room in the house, and now after what seemed like a lifetime but was in fact about 2 or 3 hours it was time to go… apart from one problem – they couldn't find Julia.
"Well have you got any ideas Mr. I'm so full of ideas that I don't think over?"
The young Korean looked down, for the first time that Ling had seen him at a loss for words and she found it quite amusing – but she wasn't about to let him know that.
"Well?"
"Ummm.."
There you go then, "JULIA CHANG WHERE ARE YOU!!?!?"
"Uh oh" Julia stopped, the shouting oh Ling's voice bringing her back down to earth like the sound of a massive bang, it wasn't even very loud - Ling had to be a fair bit away but still it felt like she had woken up from a dream – a good one at that, but all the same it was woken up and the real world had sprung into place. And what was it she saw? Herself about to give herself completely to a guy she hardly knew, a guy who she knew could be the greatest threat that she had ever come across and yet it still seemed like it was what she wanted; she had to be confused – she was confused, and in the middle of taking of her top…
"Julia" Jin murmured her name.
She slipped of him and stood up, brushing herself down as each did so, she had to go she had heard Ling calling her and the last thing she wanted was both her and Hwoarang coming into this room in their search for her at this very moment, she didn't think she could handle it.
Jin sat up onto the bed; he hadn't heard Ling calling and was at a loss to why Julia had suddenly got up ready, it seemed, to leave.
"Your leaving he said?"
Julia looked down, she didn't want to but it wasn't like she had a choice.
"I have to go, my friends are calling for me"
"Oh right"
Something about him had changed, it was like his cold persona was back again, putting up a steel wall around him and blocking himself from everyone else, from Julia. He wasn't sure – had she really heard her friend or had she just been playing him, was that it? He was a joke for her to tell her friends. He clenched his fists.
"Jin…I"
He avoided her gaze, he knew that if he looked into her eyes, then he might forget the truth; he couldn't trust anyone.
"Jin…please, look at me" She felt the tears in her eyes- why was he being like this? Because they didn't have sex? Was that it? Was that all he wanted from her? Of course… how could she have been so stupid- to think that he might of felt something for her? A guy that looked like him, god he probably did the same with any girls that he thought was good enough for him. Trying her best to hold back the sob, she felt coming, she straightened her hair. She didn't want to let him know that he had hurt her, but it was to her avail and she found that the emotions of angry, betrayal and sadness that she was trying to hold in came rushing out as the tears streamed down her face, biting her lip she tried to stop the shaking that was consuming her body as she bent down and picked up the bag she had taken with her.
She was crying, wait a minute she was crying? Jin sat on his bed dumfounded as she turned around and began to walk towards the door, she couldn't have been playing him. And now what had he done? He couldn't leave it like this, jumping up he grabbed one of her hands.
"Let go of me" She growled, she was surprised at herself she didn't think she would have been able to do anything in this sate.
She spun around, and she looked up into his face, his eyes no longer had the coldness anymore.
"Julia, god Julia…I'm so sorry" He still had held of her arm with one of his arms, as if afraid she would leave if he let go, but he took the other hand up to her face and for the second time that night brushed her tears away and then tucked her hair behind her ear.
She felt that she was losing herself under his gaze again, but she managed to hold her own, never breaking his gaze. "Didn't I mean anything to you then? I guess I was just another girl for you to score with" Finally looking away.
Another girl…? She thought he was using her! He had two options, either say that was the truth and risk losing her forever or to admit the truth but which would also mean breaking his defence, admitting to her that there weren't any other girls…
"Please, listen I promise you what I'm tell you now is the truth" He stuttered, it wasn't like him to be telling his feelings, to be laying himself bare but he continued all the same, "There isn't any other girls, I've never…I've never" He paused again, he was totally defenceless and that was a risk that he had to be prepared to take, "I've been with anyone else before"
She couldn't of heard right, her ears must of deceived her, even though she hadn't actually been with anyone else either she found it very hard to believe that a guy this good looking hadn't either.
"No one?" She asked searching his eyes for a lie, for a trace of deceit but she found nothing.
"I promise, I could have… but its never felt right" It was true, it never had felt like it was right, at least not as right is it had felt when he was with her. "I thought you were leaving because you didn't like me, because you only wanted a good joke to tell your friends"
So that's why he wouldn't look at her!
"Oh Jin" She said moving closer and pulling him into her embrace, "I really did hear my friend, I promise you that is the truth"
What an idiot he felt, how could he have doubted - and upset this beautiful girl in front of him.
"I'm sorry" He said lifting her face and kissing her.
"JULIA WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU" Ling screamed, she knew that there was no reason to scream this loud but she did enjoy watching Hwoarang face wince and him mutter something about how 'his way' was probably better every time she shouted.
They were in a long corridor at the present moment in time, and Ling noticed there was a light on behind a door at the end of it – could Julia be in that room?
She went to run towards but she felt Hwoarang holding her back.
"Hang on there, little lady I think I better check it out first"
Ling nearly chocked on her own tongue, first from anger then from laughter as she realised how ridiculous what Hwoarang had just said sounded. She turned around and glared at him.
"What?"
"We will both go"
And with that they approached the door.