What I wouldn't give
By : Kotou
Kotou: Thank you all for your kind reviews! You can all have cookies! Take as many as you like! ~_^ Sorry, I'm in one of those hyper moods. I was previously working on my other fic, that's why this one wasn't posted until now, but I still think it's good! Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter!
The bright light of the early morning sun awoke him. The single beam of the sun's ray gleamed on his face, forcing him to lift the covers over his head. He slowly got out of bed, stretching his back, and dressed himself. His hair was still spiky, just like it had always been. He looked in the mirror and saw a Mishima. He was no longer Jin Kazama, now; he felt that he was Jin Mishima. He violently shook his head, ridding himself of that demonic thought.
"I am not one of them! I never was, and I never will be!" He shouted. Slowly, he calmed his ragging soul down. He knew his day would come; the day when he would get revenge on the Mishimas for tainting his blood with the devil gene.
All Jin ever wanted was to be normal. He just wanted to stay in Japan and live with his mother. Those sweet thoughts of her memories bloomed in his heart. She was the most precious person in his life. He loved her deeply, and the day she was murdered would haunt his mind for eternity. That particular scene played over and over in his head, like a cruelish nightmare out to tease his very heart. Hearing her screams, seeing her tears run down her blood stricken face; and all Jin could do was lie there helpless. Her delicate words echoed in his head.
"Jin, if anything happens to me, I want you to leave this place and go find your grandfather." Jin couldn't remember much after that. He had passed out after hearing those words. He looked down to the ground, letting a few tears hit the floor.
"I'm sorry mother. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." He couldn't look up, things were not going his way. He had been betrayed by his grandfather, his own flesh and blood. He had been a fool for putting his life in his hands.
"Jin," A heavenly voice seemed to call out. He jerked his head up and looked around. He thought that it was his mother's spirit trying to get a hold of him. Something told Jin to look on his bed. Without giving it a second thought, Jin turned his body and looked on the mattress. There, laid a small picture of Xiaoyu in her school uniform. Her arms were wrapped around Jin's arm as she was trying to pull him into the picture. Jin picked up the picture and smiled. He had only known her for a few months, but it felt like he knew her forever. She was the only one he truly trusted, the only one he would open up to, the only one...he could ever admit that he loved. She was special to him, although he had never told her so. He feared that if he had told her, she may not love him back; and he couldn't take that kind of rejection. He sat on his unmade bed, simply staring at the picture, examining the emotion that was clearly expressed on her face. How could she not love him? Her emotions were right there in front of him.
"I wonder how she's doing." Jin thought aloud. Then, it hit him. His heart stopped for a complete second. He froze, dropping the picture from his hand. His eyes widened, he felt a terrible chill creep up and down his spine. "How could I have been so stupid?" He scolded himself. "I left her alone with Heihachi, my grandfather. I know he's out there looking for me, he might use her to get to me!" He rushed out of bed, tripping over his covers. He ran to his dresser, and scrambled through the mess, knocking over things, and pulling things apart. "I know it's here, I know it's here," he repeated. His eyes quickly scanned the perimeter. Finally, they laid on the beauty that nestled itself amongst some papers. "Yes! Here it is!" He exclaimed. He reached out for it and grasped it firmly. This small piece of paper would be so crucial; it may be the only thing to save her life. He ran to his computer and turned it on. It seemed to take forever for the computer to load. "Come on, come on!" He said impatiently. His fingers tapped nervously, his heart beat uncontrollably as he waited. He ran a few fingers through his hair, trying to calm his nerves. "Please hurry up." He begged. The cracking sound of the modem was joy to his ears. His screen flashed on and he logged on. He quickly grabbed the mouse with his shaky hand and signed on to the internet. Since his computer was slow, it took a while for the dial up. Jin was so nervous, more than he ever felt before. Xiaoyu's life was at stake. He had already lost his mother; he didn't want to lose her too, not now, not like this. If there was a way he could save her, he would take that chance, no matter what the consequence. The first attempt to log in failed. "Damn it!" He shouted. He pounded his fist into the desk. He decided to try once more.
"Welcome." Said the friendly voice. Jin shot his head up to finally see that he was logged on.
"Yes!" He shouted. He went to his mailbox and clicked the icon 'create new mail'. First, he wrote her email address. Next was the subject. "What could I write for the subject that would be appealing, but not scare her?" He thought about it for a while. "How about: Beware, your life is in danger?" He cocked his eyebrow. "Nah, I don't want to petrify the poor girl." He rested his cheek on his hand, pondering of a good subject that would be adequate. "How about: Read this, from a friend." He bashed his head against the keyboard over and over again. Suddenly, he was inspired. He wasn't sure how it happened. Maybe it was the force of the keys clashing into his scull. "Open, very urgent! Yeah, that's a good one! Short, simple, to the point, and it won't scare the crap out of her." He said as he typed the subject. Now all he needed was the body of the letter. This came naturally to him, he finished within five minutes. He read the mail over again. This was going to be the only letter he was going to send. He pushed the send icon and waited to see that the message had been sent. Once it was sent, he logged off and laid back down on his bed, looking up at his plain ceiling. "I hope she takes my message into heart. If anything happened to her, I will not be able to live with myself." He stood up and walked over to his window. "One day, we will meet again." He whispered.
Kotou: Whew! I'm done! Like I said, thank you to all my reviewers!!! Sorry this took a while, but I was busy over the holidays!! Next chapter, Xiaoyu reads the mail. I have all the way up to chapter six written out, just not typed, so expect more soon!!! Jai Ne!!!
By : Kotou
Kotou: Thank you all for your kind reviews! You can all have cookies! Take as many as you like! ~_^ Sorry, I'm in one of those hyper moods. I was previously working on my other fic, that's why this one wasn't posted until now, but I still think it's good! Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter!
The bright light of the early morning sun awoke him. The single beam of the sun's ray gleamed on his face, forcing him to lift the covers over his head. He slowly got out of bed, stretching his back, and dressed himself. His hair was still spiky, just like it had always been. He looked in the mirror and saw a Mishima. He was no longer Jin Kazama, now; he felt that he was Jin Mishima. He violently shook his head, ridding himself of that demonic thought.
"I am not one of them! I never was, and I never will be!" He shouted. Slowly, he calmed his ragging soul down. He knew his day would come; the day when he would get revenge on the Mishimas for tainting his blood with the devil gene.
All Jin ever wanted was to be normal. He just wanted to stay in Japan and live with his mother. Those sweet thoughts of her memories bloomed in his heart. She was the most precious person in his life. He loved her deeply, and the day she was murdered would haunt his mind for eternity. That particular scene played over and over in his head, like a cruelish nightmare out to tease his very heart. Hearing her screams, seeing her tears run down her blood stricken face; and all Jin could do was lie there helpless. Her delicate words echoed in his head.
"Jin, if anything happens to me, I want you to leave this place and go find your grandfather." Jin couldn't remember much after that. He had passed out after hearing those words. He looked down to the ground, letting a few tears hit the floor.
"I'm sorry mother. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." He couldn't look up, things were not going his way. He had been betrayed by his grandfather, his own flesh and blood. He had been a fool for putting his life in his hands.
"Jin," A heavenly voice seemed to call out. He jerked his head up and looked around. He thought that it was his mother's spirit trying to get a hold of him. Something told Jin to look on his bed. Without giving it a second thought, Jin turned his body and looked on the mattress. There, laid a small picture of Xiaoyu in her school uniform. Her arms were wrapped around Jin's arm as she was trying to pull him into the picture. Jin picked up the picture and smiled. He had only known her for a few months, but it felt like he knew her forever. She was the only one he truly trusted, the only one he would open up to, the only one...he could ever admit that he loved. She was special to him, although he had never told her so. He feared that if he had told her, she may not love him back; and he couldn't take that kind of rejection. He sat on his unmade bed, simply staring at the picture, examining the emotion that was clearly expressed on her face. How could she not love him? Her emotions were right there in front of him.
"I wonder how she's doing." Jin thought aloud. Then, it hit him. His heart stopped for a complete second. He froze, dropping the picture from his hand. His eyes widened, he felt a terrible chill creep up and down his spine. "How could I have been so stupid?" He scolded himself. "I left her alone with Heihachi, my grandfather. I know he's out there looking for me, he might use her to get to me!" He rushed out of bed, tripping over his covers. He ran to his dresser, and scrambled through the mess, knocking over things, and pulling things apart. "I know it's here, I know it's here," he repeated. His eyes quickly scanned the perimeter. Finally, they laid on the beauty that nestled itself amongst some papers. "Yes! Here it is!" He exclaimed. He reached out for it and grasped it firmly. This small piece of paper would be so crucial; it may be the only thing to save her life. He ran to his computer and turned it on. It seemed to take forever for the computer to load. "Come on, come on!" He said impatiently. His fingers tapped nervously, his heart beat uncontrollably as he waited. He ran a few fingers through his hair, trying to calm his nerves. "Please hurry up." He begged. The cracking sound of the modem was joy to his ears. His screen flashed on and he logged on. He quickly grabbed the mouse with his shaky hand and signed on to the internet. Since his computer was slow, it took a while for the dial up. Jin was so nervous, more than he ever felt before. Xiaoyu's life was at stake. He had already lost his mother; he didn't want to lose her too, not now, not like this. If there was a way he could save her, he would take that chance, no matter what the consequence. The first attempt to log in failed. "Damn it!" He shouted. He pounded his fist into the desk. He decided to try once more.
"Welcome." Said the friendly voice. Jin shot his head up to finally see that he was logged on.
"Yes!" He shouted. He went to his mailbox and clicked the icon 'create new mail'. First, he wrote her email address. Next was the subject. "What could I write for the subject that would be appealing, but not scare her?" He thought about it for a while. "How about: Beware, your life is in danger?" He cocked his eyebrow. "Nah, I don't want to petrify the poor girl." He rested his cheek on his hand, pondering of a good subject that would be adequate. "How about: Read this, from a friend." He bashed his head against the keyboard over and over again. Suddenly, he was inspired. He wasn't sure how it happened. Maybe it was the force of the keys clashing into his scull. "Open, very urgent! Yeah, that's a good one! Short, simple, to the point, and it won't scare the crap out of her." He said as he typed the subject. Now all he needed was the body of the letter. This came naturally to him, he finished within five minutes. He read the mail over again. This was going to be the only letter he was going to send. He pushed the send icon and waited to see that the message had been sent. Once it was sent, he logged off and laid back down on his bed, looking up at his plain ceiling. "I hope she takes my message into heart. If anything happened to her, I will not be able to live with myself." He stood up and walked over to his window. "One day, we will meet again." He whispered.
Kotou: Whew! I'm done! Like I said, thank you to all my reviewers!!! Sorry this took a while, but I was busy over the holidays!! Next chapter, Xiaoyu reads the mail. I have all the way up to chapter six written out, just not typed, so expect more soon!!! Jai Ne!!!