FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!

A/N: Well, here I am, at 1:34:24 AM Friday, January 17, 2003, writing a ficcy for you moaning people so that you all don't flame me :P. So, here I am. I WILL eventually own Namco, that is a certainty, and I WILL have to tip on some side sooner or later, the sane side or the insane side, but for now I'll just stay in the old semi-insane column. So, while I slowly go more and more mental, let us here some shouts of joy for the third chapter of Hopes and Dreams! *puts hand to ear* *hears sarcastic 'hooray's and 'yippee's* Well? WELL? That's all I get? :( :'( Well I hope you like the next part of the story in the continuing saga of.... HOPES AND DREAMS!

Disclaimer: This part shall now become when I tease Namco about stuff, and be prepared for all sorts of things in this area, as this is my official 'insane spot'. Well, here goes nothing.... HOW COULD YOU PEOPLE AT NAMCO JUST MAKE A CHARACTER LIKE LEE?! I MEAN, YEAH, HE GOES WELL WITH THE STORY LINE, AND THE ROLE HE PLAYS IS A VERY GOOD ONE, BUT WHY SHOULD HE LOOK LIKE A SHRIVELED UP PIECE OF S#IT?! AND WHY DOES HE INSULT PURPLE i.e. VOILET, OF ALL THE COLOURS?! YOU COULD HAVE CHOSEN BLUE OR INDIGO, BUT NO, YOU HAVE TO PICK ON MY FAVOURITE COLOUR! DAMN YOU BUMHOLES!!!!

Before I forget, I don't own Namco :'( but I do own Soul Blade and Tekken 3. NO, not as in I created them or something, I, like zillions of people worldwide, own the game. If you still think I'm talking about shares then you must be more insane then me!

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"Why does he do this to me?"

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As Ling headed towards the teacher's desk to hand in her homework, Jin could barely make a straight face. Ling glared at him now, becoming really pissed at him. She would so cane his @$$ after school. Why did she suddenly feel like this for JIN, the one person who looked after her, but teased her the most as well? WHY, WHY?

She handed in her work to the teacher, and he glared at her disapprovingly, as if to say, "I know what you did last summer!"....

WAIT WAIT!!!! That's definitely NOT how this story is meant to go! *Ling glares at fireswan*. "Damn you author! I think the teacher can say whatever he wants to, right, sweetie?" *teacher's glasses fall off in surprise*. *Ling winks at fireswan behind the teacher's back*. *The teacher spreads his hands out and tries to find his missing glasses*....

While the teacher was preoccupied, Ling and her classmates make a break for it and go to the playground early. Ling sits at her table with her normal group of friends, Miharu and some others, while Jin sits in his little corner, eating his lunch while the "I-Love-Jin" fan club sat at the tables next to him, watching his every move.

Jin was really serious in school, but when he got out of school, boy, did he annoy her a lot. Ling wondered if he really did like her and was annoying her to show it, or if he just thought she was an easy target. Oh, she knew all too well how easily she could be annoyed, especially by Jin.

Ling was snapped out of her thoughts as Jin looked up, saw all the girls from the "I-Love-Jin" fan club around him, and promptly left them to sit at her table.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" Jin asked.

"Yes, in fact I do," Ling replied.

"Well, that's too bad, I'm gonna sit here anyway," Jin laughingly retorted back. Ling glowered at him as he looked at the table, and, seeing the only seat was beside Ling, he shrugged his shoulders and sat down. Miharu, who was sitting next to Ling, nudged her. Ling gave her special "Bugger off" look at Miharu, who backed off, seeing that Ling wasn't going to take any crap.

Jin saw what was happening and whispered in Ling's ear "I'm making quite a commotion aren't I?". Ling nodded fervently, seeing out of the corner of her eye the looks she was getting from the "I-Love-Jin" fan club. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" Jin grinned at her in an exasperating way.

"Yes," Ling said bluntly. "You are making everyone believe that I am your girlfriend."

"And you don't want to be?" Jin inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I do not want to be just another one of your girls in your little fan club over there," Ling nodded her head at the fan club, who were looking at Jin as if their eyes were magnetically attracted to him.

"Oh, really?" Jin asked cockily. "Can't you handle it?"

Ling nearly slapped Jin in the face. "Of course I can handle it! I can take what you dish out," Ling whispered frantically in his ear.

"Ok," Jin relented, "if that's how you see it." Ling relaxed. She had taken care of Jin. Then he grinned disarmingly. He quickly got on the table and announced to the cafeteria, "I shall vs. Ling in a fight this afternoon at the Mishima Park. Come one, come all to see the amazing Ling get thrashed!"

Ling stood up quickly, every line on her body burned with righteous anger. She shouted defiantly at the flabbergasted Jin. "How dare you say that you will thrash me! Fine! I accept your challenge to fight me, but it will be in my terms, not yours!". Ling quickly turned and started to run from the room.

"Wait!" Jin called. Ling stopped and turned around.

"What?" Ling replied back insolently.

"Have you decided what the prize will be?"

"A PRIZE?! Who cares about a frikin' PRIZE?"

"I do. If I win, you have to be my servant for a week."

"I don't need a prize! My prize will be to thrash your @$$!" Ling turned and strode away from the crowd.

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Jin stared at the pretty young girl who strode from the room. He had been hoping that she would react to this more pleasantly. This was the only way Jin could see where he could find out if she liked him or not. If she could be his servant for a week, he could find out if she felt for his the way he felt for her. He had to find out. It had been driving him insane for weeks. If only there was another way...

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Ling entered into the classroom. Jin smiled cheekily at her, but Ling just gave him her famous 'Diediedie" look. It seemed to work. Ling chose a seat at the back of the classroom, just as the teacher started to hand out the homework.

"Now class," the teacher said, "I am aware of some of you who consistently never do their homework, or put much effort into it," at this instant he was staring pointedly at Ling, "and others who are always doing the right thing, completing their tasks, finishing their homework." Here he was smiling at Jin. The teacher went on, "We shall now go through the homework. Miss Xiaoyu, could you please start us off?"

Ling looked at her homework for the first time, staring in amazement at all the little red "X"s on every question.

"Well?" the teacher asked, leaning against his desk. "Would you care to tell me why Japan is in the Middle East? Or why Mount Everest is found in America?"

Ling stared at Jin, too dumbfounded to notice the teacher was waiting for an answer. So that's why Jin had been laughing at her before lunch. He certainly wasn't laughing now. He had gone as white as a sheet.

"Well, Ling?" the teacher casually glanced at her astonished face, which was still looking at Jin. The teacher followed her gaze. "Can you tell me what this has to do with Mr. Kazama, Ling?"

Ling took her eyes from Jin to the teacher. "Yes I can, as a matter of fact." Ling replied.

"Ok, I'm listening," the teacher.... OK WAIT A MINUTE WAIT A MINUTE! WHY DOESN'T THE TEACHER HAVE A NAME?

Teacher: I am not willing to disclose that information.

DOVWHTBHMTA (Deep Ominous Voice Which Happens To Be Me The Author): WHY NOT?

Teacher: Because my name is silly.

DOV (Deep Ominous Voice): Oh come on, it can't be THAT bad.

Teacher: It IS!

DOV: WELL TELL ME ANYWAY!

Teacher: My name is... BUFFALO BILL! *Cries in little girlish sobs*

DOV:.....

BB (Buffalo Bill): You know! From the movie 'Silence of the Lambs'. *Resumes crying*

DOV: Oh, ok..... Well, um, let's get on with the story then.

"Well," Ling started to explain, "I asked Jin to help me with my homework, and...." but she was cut short by BB's triumphant "AHA!"

"Well! Trying to put the blame on Mr. Kazama are we? Miss Xiaoyu, you shall stay in detention until 6:00 the afternoon, and if you put another TOE out of line, you shall be expelled!"

The whole class gasped, and Jin almost fell out of his chair. Ling shook her head and sighed heavily. She was close to tears. Ling geared herself up for the end of the class when she would have to start her detention.

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A/N: Well? I need RESPONSES and REVIEWS! Read my story and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Please wait for the next episode coming soon, but might be delayed as fireswan has to go and find her missing schoolbooks. :'( And if you didn't know before, I HATE SCHOOL!!!