Ling Xiaoyu quickly scanned her poetry. She smiled to herself as she remembered whom the poem was written for. She could hear him training down stairs.
Ling: Man, he must be training hard!
She listened some more. She could hear his shouts and thuds. He must have been hitting the floor hard.
Ling: I cant believe they wouldn't let me in! Heihachi must have him doing some special training or something If it was THAT important to hide it from me…
Her attention then again moved to her work.
Ling: Well, it looks like this is going to be a long day. It's only 7:19 p.m.! Time use to go by so fast when I would train with Jin….Hmmmm.
She reread her poem once more. She smiled in a way which showed she wasn't satisfied.
Ling: I cant believe I wrote this! What was I thinking?
She then persisted to rip out the page…But then suddenly she stopped.
Ling: No.
She removed her hand and closed her diary.
Ling: What is wrong with me?
She lay down on her bed and starred at the ceiling. She then lay silent and listened to the faint sound of Jin training.
Ling: Am I so afraid of rejection?
Ling: No. That's not it.
Ling: Then what is it?
Ling: I just never felt this way before.
Ling: ….Its so complicating.
Ling: But it doesn't have to be….then why do I make it? ERRR!
Ling then opened her diary once more and continued to write.
Location: Mishima Mansion
Date: Same.
Dear Diary,
Here's another one. I really don't have a title for this one. Lets just say, it comes straight from the heart, and it needs not title. I just hope one day I could express this more than in writing…one day.
I don't want to cry anymore,
I don't want to shed these tears at night.
I don't want to walk another shore.
Of a never-ending wrong or right
But my soul is aching,
And my heart is breaking,
I just want to get closer to you somehow.
I just want to be loved right now,
I just want to be loved some how.
Don't want to take my chances,
On silly romances,
That never turn out now…I just want to be loved.
Wait, I see it now, lets call it " I just want to be loved."
Love,
Ling Xiaoyu
******
Ling slowly closed her diary. Tears began to fall. She wasn't sad, she wasn't angry, she wasn't happy. She was just "satisfied". It all made sense.
Ling: Yes. It all makes perfect sense now.
Ling wiped the tears away from her face.
Ling: look at me. I'm such a baby.
She giggled to herself.
Ling: But, I get it now. I was just afraid. I was afraid I would never be loved. I was afraid that this was just going to be something that wasn't so special. That we would just be like "everyone" else. I just didn't want to take that chance. But I know, Jin and I aren't like every one else. There seems to be something there. Like fate brought us together, like there was a purpose. But at the same time I was pushing love away, I wanted to be loved. Yes, it all makes perfect sense now….
She opened her dairy once more to the page she had written in.
****
…Wait, I see it now, lets call it "I just want to be loved."…
It all makes perfect sense now…You see diary, I love Jin.
****
Ling closed her diary for the last time that night. She looked at the clock. It was 8:14. She looked up to the ceiling, closed her eyes, and drifted off into sleep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT DO YOU THINK? YOU LIKE? I REALLY HOPE SO! WELL, PLEASE REVIEW! THANKS! ON WITH THE NEXT CHAP SOON! DON'T WORRY, MORE XIAOYIN TO COME!
