CHAPTER 9

ARMOUR DECEMBER

Summary: Kazuya continues his losing battle with insanity and when Christmas rolls around things change as Jin deals with a family problem. (Jin pov)

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

The snow falls and the frigid weather freezes my lips. Christmas is rolling around and I can't stand it. I walk into a nearby diner and get something to warm my body. The morning was coming, but the light wouldn't melt the ice away. My mother and father never truly emotional close to me. They supported me the only way they could, by money. I was always alone on Christmas, as my mother and father were just never there. I walk out of the diner after sipping my coffee and walk back to the dorms. I was lonely. I felt like this for a long time. Sure I had my friends, and semi-family, but that was never enough to fill this void. I walk into the Psyche ward to check on Mr. Mishima. Why do I watch over him constantly? He, for little part in my life, played someone I had admired. But he was broken man now, pieces of his former self. The snow falls and its utmost beauty explained to me that I was lonely. I wanted to go back home, but they had told me before, not directly of course, my family didn't want anything to do with me, they just gave me money so it would ease their minds of guilt. But the holidays I knew always brought pangs of guilt to them but my parents were vain and their thirst for money and power more than the love and affection of their kids. Ling told me what happened to me about a month ago. About how he broke down in front of Ling.
After my mind his eased by seeing him, I walk back to the dorms. I enter my room and sit down. The holidays. I sigh and get out a good book to read. Ling had let me borrow Crime and Punishment from her. I didn't feel like it tonight. I take out another book 1984 by George Orwell. I'll read this one. That is one great part of majoring in English, you get to read good books. But then I remember. My book. I had finished half of it and let Xiao read it but I needed to finish it. I got from my bed. Was I in the moment needing to write? I didn't have anything to write about, did I? I turned on my computer and started typing, well whatever I felt.
It was Christmas Eve. But I went through the day as usual. All of my friends had left already for home, well I didn't have many friends in the first place. The dormitory was quiet as I woke up that morning. I walked around the halls, looking for something to do. I then received a phone call. Ling stayed with some family in town for a little but was finally heading off back to home. But the problem, the airport got snowed in and no one can leave. A spark of excitement went through me. Well at least a friend to talk to. I pick her up and we have another one of our usual conversations, bouncing from one subject leading off with wit and clichés. We end up back at the dorms and we plan to head off to breakfast.

We go to a nice diner and have a breakfast. Ling and I were surprised that something was actually open on Christmas Eve morning. She knows about my current situation with my family and she sympathizes with me. But I don't need her pity. We talk over some good food and coffee. We leave the diner and head back to dorm to learn what to do with the rest of our day. We then had a plan to go ice skating.

Ling: Come Jin, let's go ice skating.

Jin: You actually want to have fun in that freezing weather?

Ling: If you don't go you , you are stuck alone at the dorms!

Jin: Well then.

Ling: Well loneliness makes the heart grow fonder.

Jin: Or just a big black desolate hole.

Ling: Your outlook on like is so peachy.

Jin : The glass is neither half full or half empty, because its been poisoned so you can't drink it anyway.

Ling: Its Jin self sarcasm youthism.

Jin: You got to love it.

Ling: Jin come on, you've been moping all week. Lets have some fun .

Jin: Fun, what is fun?

Ling: The part where my 5 years of judo finally pays off. Come on Jin, get off your lazy butt already!

Jin: I like my butt.

Ling: Well I don't! Now get up.

Jin: Ling, let's just relax.

Then the phone rang. Thank the Lord. I pick up the phone.

Morgue: Hello, This is Samuel Ramer and we won't you to come down to the Saraiscopa Morgue, we need you to ID a body.

Jin: Um, alright.

Ling: Jin, who was that?

Jin: It was morgue, they want me to ID a body.

Ling: What?

We arrive at the morgue. I hope , I hope that is it isn't Mr. Mishima. I checked up on him. He was in custody of the Psyche Ward. I hoped so much.

AT THE MORGUE

Jin : Hello, I'm Jin Kazama and my friend Ling Xiaoyu.

Sam: Yes. Well a patient escaped from the psyche ward recently and me may believe that it has a connection to you.

Jin: Okay then.

Oh God. It was him. It was Kazuya Mishima. On a cold slather. He was dead. He was just meat to the forscenics lab now. He is just lying there. Cold. So Cold. COLD. His human smell will be replaced by the smell of chemicals to preserve his body. But his body. IT WAS ,so, COLD. I ID the body and leave. Ling and I don't talk the rest of the way home.

BACK AT THE DORM

I'm still in a state shock. But the tears are running down my face. Ling looks at with great concern and Ling knows. The past few weeks were horrifying, the death of Jun, Kazuya and Ronnie. Fate was against me and Ling right now. He can't fight. He just watch aimless as the grim reaper takes the ones we love. I sob and fall onto the floor. She goes to me and gives me hug. She is trying to comfort me. Its working, but I don't if he will help me feel better in the end. She whisper to me that everything will be okay. I just don't know. But I didn't spend Christmas alone this year..
The snow falls to the ground. My tears have subsided and I'm watching another classic Christmas movie. Ling is asleep right next to me on the couch. The past few weeks were hard. But I believe were out of forest now.