Wonderful Day
By: Mako-chan
Mako_chan@tekken.cc

I decided against the idea of putting more of my ramblings in the end of the first part since I DID take up a lot of space...so, I'm dumping all of them here! Yay! I hope you could tell me what you thought about it - did you like/dislike that either way and given the chance, you'd grab the first thing on sight and hit me in the head? Not to worry anyway. You'd like this much more, I think. Edited the prologue and chap.1 and the first part of chap.2. It was in dire need of corrections. Sorry for being complacent. I'll be more careful. =)

*Disclaimer: Jin Kazama, Ling Xiaoyu, and other Tekken characters you'll come across this fic are all owned by Namco. Mishima Polytechnic School belongs to the Mishimas (duh -_-) and is also owned by Namco. I'm not gaining profit from this...*


CHAPTER TWO - Part Two


"I liked it. I liked it very much Jin," Xiaoyu said while Jin stirred the bicycle, making a right turn. "I don't know what I did to deserve this, so I wish you'd tell me."

"Don't worry, I will," he assured her as he concentrated on the road ahead of them. "There's a catch though...only when the time comes that I feel like it."

"Fair enough, I guess...you sure you didn't eat anything funny last night? Wait, are you a doppelganger?" Xiaoyu asked darkly.

Jin looked at the adorable girl riding with him and gave a bark of laughter. "Poo. You're a spitfire! If I'd known you'd be this so much fun, I should've jumped on you the moment we met."

"Then why didn't you?" she asked with a pout, then realizing she hadn't intended to tell exactly what was on her mind.

"You're getting cranky all over again. I better feed you something before you go berserk."

Jin was right, Xiaoyu was beginning to get hungry. She wasn't able to grab a bite before they left, and she'd bury herself if he heard her stomach growl. They came to a halt, in front of a nice little conservatory. They came up before two big double doors, and Xiaoyu watched as Jin dug into his pockets, fumbling for something. With a clang, he pulled his hand up, now with it a dangling key.

"I hope you like lunch," he said, opening the doors and letting her in, "I especially saw to it."

Xiaoyu walked to the center, and at her feet a picnic mat and everything else they needed were beautifully set. She sat down, once again impressed with Jin's skill to come up with something splendid on such short notice. Jin sat beside her comfortably, with one leg leisurely stretched.

When Xiaoyu opened all the plates of food, her eyes turned into a sudden sparkle, much to Jin's amusement. He had hit a homerun.

"Shrimp dumplings...oh, grilled octopus and...oh my, peking duck!?!" Xiaoyu exclaimed giddily. "Jin, these are all my favorites! I didn't think you knew exactly!"

"It was just a hunch," he lied almost badly. "Well, are you just gonna stare at them or are you gonna eat them?"

"Wow, thanks!" Xiaoyu took a bite of a shrimp dumpling. "This is so good! Try it!" she offered Jin and held up a piece for him to bite.

"Howcome you've got keys to this place?" she asked as she walked, relishing the view of the seaside.

"Another friend. Contrary to your notion, I've got a friend or two of my own," Jin answered, coming up behind her. This was supposed to bother Xiaoyu, but at the moment, it didn't. She wanted to dip her feet in the clear waters below.

Not yet, he thought. To distract her, Jin stifled a yawn. "All that biking's made me a bit tired. Let's stay here a bit longer. I'd like to take a nap."

"Alright. I'll just go down and --"

"You're not going anywhere. You'll stay her with me. Besides, you don't know the way, but I do."

"What for?"

"Jin led her to the mat and made her sit down. With that accomplished, he lay on his back and plopped his head comfortably on Xiaoyu's lap.

"If you don't mind, I 'd like to borrow your lap. Xiao, tell me more of your China stories. What games did you play as a child?"

She looked at Jin and smiled, then looked away to hide the blush on her face. Xiaoyu talked, and Jin listened. Slowly, he fell asleep.

"Then when Panda was given to me --," Xiaoyu stopped, watching Jin who had fallen fast asleep. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, mouth slightly parted and his face covered with hair. Jin slept like a baby. Unable to fight the urge, Xiaoyu brushed his forehead gently and kissed him lightly, causing Jin to stir a little.

For the next ten minutes, Xiaoyu spent her time with Jin rested on her lap, toying with his hair. She stopped abruptly and retrieved her hand before he opened his eyes.

Jin grunted, then his clear brown eyes flew open. He looked at the girl above him and saw her looking back. He smiled and sat up.

"Ah," he let out a satisfied sigh as he stretched his fit arms. Then he turned to her. "Did I sleep too long? I haven't dozed off that heavily in quite a while. It must be your scent. You smell wonderful...you always smelled wonderful."

For the countless time, Xiaoyu felt uneasy and her face grew hot. Next thing she knew, Jin was already standing, his large hand thrusted forward for her to take. Once up, he wordlessly guided her to a tiny iron gate and swung it open. There was a narrow staircase surrounded by plants and bushes on both sides. It was quite hard from their position to tell what waited for them at the end of the path.

It was an hour before sundown, and Xiaoyu was looking forward to it. The way was a bit too long and windy, and by the minute she perished the thought. The farther they walked, the more she believed Jin was leading her deep into a jungle. Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, he pushed the plants that blocked their path.

He said with relief, "Here we are. For a moment there I thought we'd get us lost. Come."

Jin took her hand and pulled her beside him. It was where she had been dying to go to since the early afternoon. It was more splendid than she thought. Xiaoyu glanced at her feet, slightly submerged in the fine white sand. Wanting to feel its warmth between her toes, she took off her slippers and walked towards the waters.

Jin walked after her, taking off his shoes and Xiaoyu's from her hand. He watched her splash and play, buns set high above her head bouncing.

"Hey! Give them back!" Xiaoyu cried as she jumped, trying to reach Jin's raised hand. She tried to grab the ribbons she used for her hair, which were now with him. Her tresses were left to tumble about her shoulders, slightly waved from how she tied them. No matter how much effort she exerted, he was just too tall and agile. She watched him helplessly switch from hand to hand, up, down and behind him. "Oh, fine. If you wanna wear them that much, go ahead. I've got tons of that," she said with a pout.

"This is your last pair," Jin informed her thoughtfully.

"What?"

"I got all of them."

"If you wanted them that badly, it didn't hurt to ask."

"You must think I'm joking. When we get home, first thing I suggest you do is take a look at your drawers," he spoke to her seriously, coming up to her a breath away.

Xiaoyu watched Jin approach her, staring ahead until she could see nothing but the translucent white fabric that clung to his magnificent chest. She watched him lift a hand, fingers tracing her face. Then suddenly, he held her windblown locks and kissed them.

"I want you to leave it like that from now on," Jin whispered, "the way it should be."

Opening her mouth and putting up a fight would be completely stupid, Xiaoyu decided. She relaxed, taking the liberty of resting her head against Jin and allowing him to sway her gently.

"What, no protests? No name-calling?" he asked jokingly.

Xiaoyu shook her head, not looking up, not uttering a word.

"Okay...hey look, the sun's setting."