NOTE: This is not connected with These Moments and So Much More where Nina met Jin in Brisbane in my personal canon. This is from the game canon.
I will secretly update this when the muse strikes.
Reviews will be appreciated.
Disclaimer: Don't own Tekken.
Chapter One
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"Jin Kazama requests you for your services." Her agency boss had told her with excitement. As if working for a Mishima was good for the agency.
As she couldn't afford to be picky, Nina signed the agreement. While she couldn't afford to be picky, Jin Kazama was certainly picky.
The new CEO of the Mishima Zaibatsu. Before she was hired, Nina noticed a few Tekken Force members stalking her around Shinjuku and anywhere else in Tokyo where she happened to be. Did Jin Kazama keep an eye on her or something? Was he just as much as brains as brawns too?
She put her disdain aside to work for a Mishima. For Jin Kazama. Not much was known about the young man apart from the fact that he was quite insisted that her agency only send her to work for him. Nina Williams was eager to find out why he wanted only her. The last she'd seen him was two years ago, he beat the Ogre out of her. He had an air of vulnerability about him then, when he peered over at her lying on the ground with concern. His fear on seeing her cold glassy eyes, worried if the Ogre was back.
As Nina stepped into the Zaibatsu's Central Tower, she wonders if he was still that same Jin. Head of the Zaibatsu now. People always say whoever sat on that throne became corrupted. Nina approaches the receptionist who takes her name and gives her the route to Jin's office. She narrows her eyes at how the young receptionist uttered Jin's name with a stammer, the flash of fear in her eyes as her hands shook over the keyboard.
When she finally reaches his office, she pushes the big door open.
"Jin Kazama." Nina Williams says without preamble. "I'm Nina Williams."
He doesn't reply in time and she scowled. His finger is on the book and she watches him finish the page before placing a bookmark into the book and closing it. This was going to be her boss for some time. They all treated her nothing more than a weapon for hire. Why did she expect anything better from the man who spared her life a couple of years ago? Foolish woman, Nina thought about herself. How could she get her hopes up.
"I know who you are." He finally said to the attractive blonde. His deep voice echoes in his large office.
Oh Jesus. This one took years to reply. How is she going to put up with such a slow coach? He also looked very sleepy. Of course, a twenty one year old helming the Zaibatsu had to realize he couldn't do it on his own.
He observed her, the elusive assassin and she feels uncomfortable under his eyes. He had a critical look as if he was checking out his newly hired toy. His hired weapon. This poor woman was a former lab rat, a victim of the zaibatsu. She was also murderer, he reminded himself. Probably killed many helpless innocent people who didn't deserve to die. He spared her life, not knowing what she was going to do in the future. Was he too in a way responsible for the people she killed in the past two years? He had their blood on his hands, didn't he?
Nina was almost tempted to ask him if he remembered her but that wasn't important to her. She was here for the job.
"The contract?" He asked finally and she places it down on his desk. Her agency had been sent the contract and she had to read and sign it before even stepping into the building. Jin was that anal about having employees sign his terms and contracts before entering the Zaibatsu. There was also a bunch of alarming stuff in there that made her realize he was sort of paranoid. Or was it a Mishima thing?
Nina slid the contract towards Jin who picks it up and checks for her signature. She runs her eyes over him, noting he was now wearing a leather coat and a shirt that was a little unbuttoned, showing her a cheeky bit of cleavage. Much different to how his father dressed in that purple suit with a bright red scarf. What should Nina expect?
His staff seemed to be scared shitless of him.
"Good." Jin broke the silence and puts the contract down. "Now sit."
He spoke to her like he was the master and she was his bitch. How dare he take that tone with her though. She took a seat and leans forward, with her hands clasped. This was a job. She'd get in, complete it and get out for the next gig. She didn't have to feel anything or care about anything as life was easier for her that way.
"Well Jin, you're probably new to this stuff but get one thing clear. I don't do well with clients who think they can treat me as they please." She said.
She always had shitty clients but he didn't have to know that. If she was going to be Jin's bodyguard, it meant she'd have to spent most of her time near him. He better not treat her like a dog despite the temptation. Beside that contract was for months. Months!
"I see. Don't worry. I'm not like my father." Jin assured, sitting back into his chair. "Just to clear the air though, I know about your past." He watched her tense up. "The cold sleep, the amnesia, the sister…everything."
Of course, it was business. He was going to do a ruthless background check on her. God, she felt so naked infront of him right now. Nina forced herself to look at him, his dark almond shaped eyes look intently at her. Nina shifts in her seat and looks away.
"Then you know I'm not exactly enthused about working for Kazuya's son." She responded with a tinge of bitterness in her voice. It couldn't be helped.
She didn't know what the relationship between Kauzya and Jin was like but judging from the fact that everyone knew Mishimas betrayed each other, it was safe bet that even Jin disliked the other two Mishimas and they also hated him. This family was dysfunctional as her and own her sister were.
"I don't blame you. If you want me to promise not to do you what Heihachi and Kazuya did then I promise, I won't. I have no ill intentions towards you."
She nodded, those words were good to hear but it would be foolish to believe them even if Jin did sound so sincere.
Jin reached for his phone and for a moment Nina thinks he might fire her on the first day or something but what he says surprises her.
"What do you want to eat? Beef chow Mein or Chicken pie?"
Nina frowned. "I beg your pardon?"
"My in house chefs can prepare the meal. Today's special is either Beef Chow Mein or Chicken Pie." He explained.
"We're going to eat right here? On your desk?" She asked in shock.
He nodded as if it was such a normal request. He was also strange. Yup, the man was strange.
"Beef chow Mein then." Nina replied, there was no way she was going to eat pie in front of him. That always left a mess on her corners of her lips.
Beef Chow Mein was nice though. Yum. Nina tries not to salivate thinking about freshly made noodles, slightly greased in soy sauce and flavourings with sliced broccoli, carrots, bean sprouts, mushrooms and crispy beef. Topped with fresh spring onions and sesame seed. All served nicely in a Chinese box with chopsticks.
Ah, life's pleasures.
"Beef Chow Mein it is then." Jin said. "Served with fortune cookies on the side."
For a split second she swears she sees a ghost of a smirk on his lips before he presses a button and orders two beef Chow Mein with a bottle of water.
"I've never had Beef Chow Mein before." Jin admitted. "I've been raised mostly with a vegetarian diet."
Oh you are missing out.
Nina raised a brow. Why was he sharing this information with her?
"This isn't a bribe or anything?" Nina asked him as she shifted in her chair. The request was so odd. None of her clients ever asked her to dine with them.
Jin was above such things but since the blonde didn't know him, he'd have to make it clear because he wasn't interested in having a flaky bodyguard. He needed her to put a 100% in her work because what he was about to do was unusual.
"No, it's not a bribe." Jin said convincingly in the most polite manner ever that he noticed her blue eyes soften for a second. His heart flutters.
Was there...something more to this ice cold woman? Was she capable of feelings?
His mother taught him good manners always earned the trust of people. He wanted to help her get used to being in his presence because his goal was so important. If they could normalize sharing lunch together, then her concern over his wellbeing would be a natural instinct. If she did have feelings, it would be a piece of cake to get her to warm up.
From reading Nina's files, Jin learnt that she was meant to be a strict professional who completed most of her jobs. She was also hard to find too. He had attempted to track her down prior to enlisting her for her services. It was difficult and he was about to give up until that blonde ponytail swished from above the building. He followed until he lost her. He wonders if she knew one of his secret service members put a tracker on her suit. It was found on the road on the same day.
She was good at being evasive and that's what he needed.
"If it's not a bribe then it's very strange you're inviting me to lunch considering we are strangers to each other." She explained.
"Can't strangers eat together?"
"I suppose so." Nina shrugged. "But I don't slurp noodles so don't expect me to carry out that Japanese tradition."
"It's a stupid tradition." He replied candidly. "But don't worry, we'll have none of that up here. I'm also a silent eater."
"We'll see about that."
Their eyes met across the desk. Perhaps working so closely with Kazama wouldn't be a bad thing after all.
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