Ling, Jin's servant? Never thought it would happen...
A/N: I shall now use a phrase my brother uses alot, and I think it sums up this crazy situation pretty well.... OH DEARIE ME! Waahhhh! If anyone knows how to let your friends know that the enemy is slowly inveigling himself past your friend's defences and into your group of friends, can you tell me? Because my friend's defence is slowly crumbling! TO ARMS! TO FRIKIN' ARMS AND BLOW THE BA$TARD'S HEAD OFF! MAKE HIM STOP FOLLOWING ME AND MY FRIENDS! Geez! Well, chop chop, finish reading this note, there's another one down there ya know!
A/N/J/T/P/Y/O (Fine, *sob*, I'll tell you what this means. *sniffle* But remember that you have had ample time to remember what this means! Ok, I guess I'd better give in..... WWAAAHHH!) [Note which goes with Chapter 7- Discussion with the Camera Man: The author may not take responsibility for any emotional or physical trauma from YOU reading HER story, but the camera man who has lead an active role in the story so far, mostly in the author's notes, ie. faithful OLD OLD OLD OLD camera man (I SAID OLD CAMERA MAN! MWA HA HA HA HA!), has reminded the author that she must not plonk the responsibility of her insanity on her enemies, and the GOCM (said as 'gock- m' meaning Good Old Camera Man) also wonders how she manages to plonk her insanity on someone at all, and how did she get it into that wonderful hammer shape?
The author replies that she will never give her secrets away, and also adds that that's what enemies are for, so you can get some more pleasure out of life.
GOCM responds with the statement that why should the pleasure from enemies be in the form of totally and utterly humiliating them at every turn.
The author yells at GOCM and says that his perverted mind should work elsewhere, not in a story with a 'G' rating, even though this story happens to have swear words bursting out from the seams. In other news.....
Well, if you can see why I'm yelling at the GOCM, you're not as dumb as most people are. If you haven't figured out what this means yet, then you must be most people. (I GOTCHA AGAIN WITH ANOTHER RIDDLE! MWA HA HA HA HA HA {Note: The evil laugh is MWA HA HA HA HA HA, well, in my story it is anyway, and if someone is bursting out laughing it's BWA HA HA HA HA! Also note that speech marks are " but when someone is thinking, it's '. Do you get it? Probably not.....}. Oh, you've figured it out have you? :'( All my efforts, wasted..... WWWAAHHH!!!)]: Well, anyway, as you might have already heard, bloody school is back and it won't stop coming until it's seized hold of our lives forever! NNNNOOOO! I haven't thanked any reviewers, because I haven't got on the internet in about 1 zillion years, back in the Jurassic period. Boy, those were good days, all the dinosaurs about, none of this frikin' technology..... WHAT?! YA SEE? I'M SLOWLY SLIPPING INTO, NOT AN INSANE FRAME OF MIND, BUT *gasp* A SENILE FRAME OF MIND! NNNNNOOOOO!!!! Well, as Charmaine has a very, if not pleasant, then at least interesting day ahead of her, let's see what's in store for Hwoarang and-- What? We're up to Jin and Ling? Oh yeah, prove it! Umm, yes, I can see the title of the chapter. Yeah, well, er, blame it on the old reincarnation process! They made me remember my old life! Do you know how annoying that is? I'm in a 14 year old's body but I think I'm 1 zillion years old, or was it 5 million? No idea, but I do know I'd better get on with this story! :P (I also know that J. K. Rowling is partly to blame for my insanity because she hasn't finished writing the next Harry Potter book. Or rather, she has published 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix', but it's for sale only in Asia or America or something like that. If they go for the 'A' countries, then why not Australia? I'll tell ya why! DAMNED STEVE IRWIN, THAT'S WHY! WE DON'T ACT LIKE HIM! GEEZ!)
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"The destruction of the HMM....."
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Ling woke up to her usual 'morning thoughts'. They usually were, 'Why does Jin annoy me?', 'Where the hell am I?', and 'I'm singing this song.... it takes a million years long....'. Today, however, they were, 'I hurt all over.... I NEED ROOM SERVICE!'
Ling slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a vase of flowers on the cabinet beside her. She stared at them, as memories of the previous day came flooding back. Ling struggled upright, and to her astonishment, a young red headed man came running past her door at a headlong dash, trailing behind him a pretty brunette who was having trouble keeping up with him. Ling struggled out of bed to try and get a closer look, but the millions of wires in her way impeded her progress.
As Ling slowly settled herself back down in the bed, issuing a string of curses at the wires, ie. S#IT S#IT S#IT S#IT S#IT!, Jin came into her room, carrying a tray. Ling said to him, "First you were the beating me up, and now your serving me breakfast in bed?"
Jin looked up to where the voice was coming from and dropped the tray in surprise. Ling immediately tried to help him clean up the mess, but her foot accidentally pulled one of the wires out the machine next to her bed. As you can probably guess, it was the HMM (We've had this arguement before! I know it's not called a HMM, but I'd like to see you try and write a ficcy with big posh words in it...... LOLZ Just kidding :P). It immediately started going BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
A male nurse (BWA HA HA HA HA HA LOLZ) rushed in with a syringe, slipped on the spilt food, and went soaring out the window. Jin and Ling sat there in amazement as they heard a THUMP, several groans and muttered curses, and then footsteps storming up to their room. The man came back in carrying an axe. Jin quickly got up and stood protectively in front of Ling. The man stomped into the room and went straight for the HMM, hacking it to pieces and yelling at it, "I've had enough of you! First the red haired guy, then the dude with no heartbeat, and finally this patient! BWA HA HA HA HA HA! Revenge is sweet!"
A message came over the intercom. "We have a problem, in Room 34A, Doctor Arnold and Kevin, please go immediately to Room 34A."
Ling and Jin heard yelling from the room a couple of doors down. "WHY NOW? IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPERATION! FUC/ YOU! GEEZ!" There was heavy footsteps in the hallway, and then two brawny doctors came in through the door, grabbed the nurse, and struggled away with him kicking and yelling at the top of his voice, "I GOT YOU BACK! REVENGE IS SWEET! YOU SHALL HEAR FROM ME AGAIN! MWA HA HA HA HA!"
Ling and Jin stood dazed, ie. O_O, and Ling eventually spoke, "Not one word of this, and help me get this pile of crap off me."
Jin snapped back to reality. "Oh, yeah, right....." He helped her remove all the wires, ie. ripping them out of the walls and chucking them out the window, and Ling got unsteadily to her feet.
She immediately fell back down again, and had to lean on Jin for support. She looked up at him and saw that Jin looked amused. "Is this funny to you?" Ling blurted out suddenly.
Jin looked dumbstruck. "N-no, not really--"
"Then why the hell are you smiling?"
"Err--"
Ling then accidentally slipped on the broken tray, and fell into Jin's arms as he stooped to catch her, so they were in a pretty funny position, ie. like the way dancer's (was it tango dancer's? Anyway, if you don't understand, just contact me and I'll try to explain. AND IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MY EMAIL YOU'LL HAVE TO GET IT FOR YOURSELF WON'T YOU?) do. They stood frozen in that position for a while, and then Ling smirked and said, "Do you have any intention of moving?"
Jin muttered, "I'd rather love to stay like this for the rest of my life."
"What was that?" Ling snapped.
"What? Err, nothing...." Jin replied, embarrassed.
Ling was about to reply when the doctor came in and announced to Ling that he would do an examination of her. Ling waited while he checked her pulse, etc. (The author would like to note here that the doctor wanted a FULL examination to be carried out, but the author has strictly forbidden it, as the author does not like to put her characters through the torture of having needles..... *shudder*).
"Well, Miss Xioui your free to go."
"It's Xiaoyu."
"Yes, I'm sure it is Xinoi."
Ling grabbed the doctor by the collar and yelled at him, "It's XIAOYU. X-I- A-O-Y-U! XIAOYU!"
"Ok, Miss--"
"Just get out of here." Ling gave the doctor a shove and the doctor proceeded through the door, muttering about rude patients.
"I'm leaving now," Ling informed Jin, "and your coming with me. Now you have either one of two options. You can carry me to the car, or you can get me a wheelchair. Now, it's obvious which one you will choose, so I will call the nurse-- WHOA!" Ling flailed around while Jin, with a ridiculous smile on his face, carried her out of the hospital. At the reception desk the nurse quickly chucked Ling a bag. Ling, from her rather disjointed view of the world, managed to glimpse her blue dress inside the bag before she was laid unceremoniously on the back seat.
Ling straightened herself up, and tied her hair back and looked through the bag she had been tossed. Fortunately, all of her clothes were there. Ling cocked an eyebrow at Jin as he entered the other side of the car and sat down next to her.
"Well, why the beauty treatment? I thought I was a major annoyance to you?" Ling said cockily as Jin settled himself down into the leather of the back seat.
"Oh, you are, more than you can imagine," Jin muttered. Ling looked at him oddily. Jin quickly changed the subject with, "I was merely helping you into the car. I did not realize that this would annoy you."
Ling laughed at the saint-like expression on his face and threw her clothes bag at him. Jin wasn't expecting the hit, and the last expression Ling saw on his face was a combination of O_O and :( before veritable tornado of clothes hit him on the head.
Jin struggled to get out of the pile, and Ling kept ROTFLMAO at Jin. Ling soon stopped as soon as she saw the only article of clothing left on Jin. Her panties.
Jin pulled them off his head and handed them solemnly towards her. Ling reached for them, but suddenly Jin stuffed the panties onto her head. Ling was shocked for a second, then she started laughing as she got her dress and shoved it onto Jin.
"Very sexy," Ling taunted Jin, and in reply Jin threw one of her bras at her.
They kept up their fighting until the phone rang. Jin picked it up and heard the chauffeur yell, above the screech of tyres and the beeping of horns, "Master Jin, could you please stop moving about back there! I know you and your lady friend need to catch up," here Jin protested, blushing a deep red, but the chauffeur went on, " but the traffic is absolutely horrific. You must stop moving around or else you'll get us all killed!" Maybe just to prove his point, the limo suddenly swerved to one side, making Ling land on top of Jin. She quickly got up and dusted herself off as Jin slowly put the phone back on it's hook.
"What was that about?" Ling asked.
Jin replied, " We have to stop fighting or else the chauffeur will lose control of the car." Jin watched Ling as she slowly removed the panties from off her head. "I know! Let's watch T.V!"
Ling looked in amazement at the little compartment which folded out to give them.... a T.V (Der! What were you expecting? The Great Houdini? Lolz). Jin turned on the T.V. and the news was on. (Your probably thinking, "BORING!" Well, just wait and see....MWA HA HA HA HA! :P)
The news reporter was on the screen, in the middle of a report. "In the latest news, a nurse at Tokyo hospital is charged with damage to hospital equipment, and with physical and emotional trauma to the patients." A video of the nurse who smashed Ling's HMM is shown being guided to a car with Heihachi Mishima in it. The police get in the car and drive away while in the back seat Heihachi farts and the green gas cloud envelopes the nurse's head, making him faint. (See, he was right! He told you he was coming back!)
Ling and Jin were staring at the T.V. like this O_O. The harsh sound of the phone ringing broke the silence. Jin picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Ah, yes. Master Jin, it will please you to know that we are home."
As Jin hung up, Ling said to him, "We're finally home! No thanks to you."
"Well, your very grateful I must say."
"Thank you." Ling's stomach gurgled. "And I haven't eaten since before the fight.... Oh crap."
"Yes, you've just realized that you have to be my servant for a week. You can start when you get better."
"No problem, I'll just draw this out for as long as it can go. And meanwhile, YOU have to be my servant."
Jin sighed. "I suppose your right. After all, it will make it even more worthwhile to see the great Ling Xiaoyu serving me."
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The next day dawned. The first sunlight revealed a very pissed Xiaoyu with shadows under her eyes and untidy hair. She was slouched in her wheelchair, looking out the window, not gloomily as you might expect, but rather giving all creation a look that said "DIE!"
Ling was really pissed at everything. Her leg gave her pains while she slept, Jin had teased her all through the night, the doctor was coming today to remove her cast (bugger all this modern technology, Ling wanted Jin to stay as her servant!), and Ling was mulling over what Jin had muttered to her at the hospital. Was it really what she thought it was? Did he really like her?
GOCM: Of course he d--
*fireswan has a gag over the GOCM's mouth*
Me: If you tell her about anything, I won't have a story, and I won't gain enough support to take over the worl-- er, I mean, these people will have to wonder what happens next for the rest of their lives. SO SHUT UP.
GOCM: Mmmmmmmm! Mmmm mmm mm mmmm, mmmmmmmm! (Fireswan! Fuc/ you to hell, fireswan!)
Me: Naughty naughty, such bad words at your age. Why don't I leave you like this for a while?
GOCM: MMMMMMMM! (NNNNOOOO!)
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"There we are, " the DWFHPSNCHTWANEA (Doctor-Who-Fireswan-Hand-Picked-So-No- Character-Has-To-Worry-About-Needles-Ever-Again) (Let's just call him Doctor Davis, shall we? What? I can choose any frikin' name I want, thank you very much! I AM THE AUTHOR! :P)
Ling looked up at him, sweat soaked all over her body as the doctor made the final cut. She was shaking, trying very hard not to remember how close the razor had sounded to her skin. She thought that he almost cut her leg off. It was horrible having to trust someone she didn't know.
Then Ling remembered that she had to become Jin's servant in a few days, most likely three. Ling almost broke down at that. She never wanted something like this to ever happen again!
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A/N: Just in case you'd like to know, but you probably don't, in which case I'm now saying too bad, I'm going to tell you anyway :P, I only know what happens at the end, I don't know what will happen in the middle of the story, ie. now. So, if your thinking 'The author is just holding me in suspense', then you are WRONG because I'm looking forward to finding out what happens to these characters just as much as you are. This is as much of an "adventure" to me as it might be to you, if you think about it like that.
Dragonball Z announcer dude/Lee Jordon/Zee Mordon/Zeke Marilyn Monroe: Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of Dragon-- er, I mean, Hopes and Dreams!
A/N: I shall now use a phrase my brother uses alot, and I think it sums up this crazy situation pretty well.... OH DEARIE ME! Waahhhh! If anyone knows how to let your friends know that the enemy is slowly inveigling himself past your friend's defences and into your group of friends, can you tell me? Because my friend's defence is slowly crumbling! TO ARMS! TO FRIKIN' ARMS AND BLOW THE BA$TARD'S HEAD OFF! MAKE HIM STOP FOLLOWING ME AND MY FRIENDS! Geez! Well, chop chop, finish reading this note, there's another one down there ya know!
A/N/J/T/P/Y/O (Fine, *sob*, I'll tell you what this means. *sniffle* But remember that you have had ample time to remember what this means! Ok, I guess I'd better give in..... WWAAAHHH!) [Note which goes with Chapter 7- Discussion with the Camera Man: The author may not take responsibility for any emotional or physical trauma from YOU reading HER story, but the camera man who has lead an active role in the story so far, mostly in the author's notes, ie. faithful OLD OLD OLD OLD camera man (I SAID OLD CAMERA MAN! MWA HA HA HA HA!), has reminded the author that she must not plonk the responsibility of her insanity on her enemies, and the GOCM (said as 'gock- m' meaning Good Old Camera Man) also wonders how she manages to plonk her insanity on someone at all, and how did she get it into that wonderful hammer shape?
The author replies that she will never give her secrets away, and also adds that that's what enemies are for, so you can get some more pleasure out of life.
GOCM responds with the statement that why should the pleasure from enemies be in the form of totally and utterly humiliating them at every turn.
The author yells at GOCM and says that his perverted mind should work elsewhere, not in a story with a 'G' rating, even though this story happens to have swear words bursting out from the seams. In other news.....
Well, if you can see why I'm yelling at the GOCM, you're not as dumb as most people are. If you haven't figured out what this means yet, then you must be most people. (I GOTCHA AGAIN WITH ANOTHER RIDDLE! MWA HA HA HA HA HA {Note: The evil laugh is MWA HA HA HA HA HA, well, in my story it is anyway, and if someone is bursting out laughing it's BWA HA HA HA HA! Also note that speech marks are " but when someone is thinking, it's '. Do you get it? Probably not.....}. Oh, you've figured it out have you? :'( All my efforts, wasted..... WWWAAHHH!!!)]: Well, anyway, as you might have already heard, bloody school is back and it won't stop coming until it's seized hold of our lives forever! NNNNOOOO! I haven't thanked any reviewers, because I haven't got on the internet in about 1 zillion years, back in the Jurassic period. Boy, those were good days, all the dinosaurs about, none of this frikin' technology..... WHAT?! YA SEE? I'M SLOWLY SLIPPING INTO, NOT AN INSANE FRAME OF MIND, BUT *gasp* A SENILE FRAME OF MIND! NNNNNOOOOO!!!! Well, as Charmaine has a very, if not pleasant, then at least interesting day ahead of her, let's see what's in store for Hwoarang and-- What? We're up to Jin and Ling? Oh yeah, prove it! Umm, yes, I can see the title of the chapter. Yeah, well, er, blame it on the old reincarnation process! They made me remember my old life! Do you know how annoying that is? I'm in a 14 year old's body but I think I'm 1 zillion years old, or was it 5 million? No idea, but I do know I'd better get on with this story! :P (I also know that J. K. Rowling is partly to blame for my insanity because she hasn't finished writing the next Harry Potter book. Or rather, she has published 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix', but it's for sale only in Asia or America or something like that. If they go for the 'A' countries, then why not Australia? I'll tell ya why! DAMNED STEVE IRWIN, THAT'S WHY! WE DON'T ACT LIKE HIM! GEEZ!)
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"The destruction of the HMM....."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ling woke up to her usual 'morning thoughts'. They usually were, 'Why does Jin annoy me?', 'Where the hell am I?', and 'I'm singing this song.... it takes a million years long....'. Today, however, they were, 'I hurt all over.... I NEED ROOM SERVICE!'
Ling slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a vase of flowers on the cabinet beside her. She stared at them, as memories of the previous day came flooding back. Ling struggled upright, and to her astonishment, a young red headed man came running past her door at a headlong dash, trailing behind him a pretty brunette who was having trouble keeping up with him. Ling struggled out of bed to try and get a closer look, but the millions of wires in her way impeded her progress.
As Ling slowly settled herself back down in the bed, issuing a string of curses at the wires, ie. S#IT S#IT S#IT S#IT S#IT!, Jin came into her room, carrying a tray. Ling said to him, "First you were the beating me up, and now your serving me breakfast in bed?"
Jin looked up to where the voice was coming from and dropped the tray in surprise. Ling immediately tried to help him clean up the mess, but her foot accidentally pulled one of the wires out the machine next to her bed. As you can probably guess, it was the HMM (We've had this arguement before! I know it's not called a HMM, but I'd like to see you try and write a ficcy with big posh words in it...... LOLZ Just kidding :P). It immediately started going BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
A male nurse (BWA HA HA HA HA HA LOLZ) rushed in with a syringe, slipped on the spilt food, and went soaring out the window. Jin and Ling sat there in amazement as they heard a THUMP, several groans and muttered curses, and then footsteps storming up to their room. The man came back in carrying an axe. Jin quickly got up and stood protectively in front of Ling. The man stomped into the room and went straight for the HMM, hacking it to pieces and yelling at it, "I've had enough of you! First the red haired guy, then the dude with no heartbeat, and finally this patient! BWA HA HA HA HA HA! Revenge is sweet!"
A message came over the intercom. "We have a problem, in Room 34A, Doctor Arnold and Kevin, please go immediately to Room 34A."
Ling and Jin heard yelling from the room a couple of doors down. "WHY NOW? IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPERATION! FUC/ YOU! GEEZ!" There was heavy footsteps in the hallway, and then two brawny doctors came in through the door, grabbed the nurse, and struggled away with him kicking and yelling at the top of his voice, "I GOT YOU BACK! REVENGE IS SWEET! YOU SHALL HEAR FROM ME AGAIN! MWA HA HA HA HA!"
Ling and Jin stood dazed, ie. O_O, and Ling eventually spoke, "Not one word of this, and help me get this pile of crap off me."
Jin snapped back to reality. "Oh, yeah, right....." He helped her remove all the wires, ie. ripping them out of the walls and chucking them out the window, and Ling got unsteadily to her feet.
She immediately fell back down again, and had to lean on Jin for support. She looked up at him and saw that Jin looked amused. "Is this funny to you?" Ling blurted out suddenly.
Jin looked dumbstruck. "N-no, not really--"
"Then why the hell are you smiling?"
"Err--"
Ling then accidentally slipped on the broken tray, and fell into Jin's arms as he stooped to catch her, so they were in a pretty funny position, ie. like the way dancer's (was it tango dancer's? Anyway, if you don't understand, just contact me and I'll try to explain. AND IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MY EMAIL YOU'LL HAVE TO GET IT FOR YOURSELF WON'T YOU?) do. They stood frozen in that position for a while, and then Ling smirked and said, "Do you have any intention of moving?"
Jin muttered, "I'd rather love to stay like this for the rest of my life."
"What was that?" Ling snapped.
"What? Err, nothing...." Jin replied, embarrassed.
Ling was about to reply when the doctor came in and announced to Ling that he would do an examination of her. Ling waited while he checked her pulse, etc. (The author would like to note here that the doctor wanted a FULL examination to be carried out, but the author has strictly forbidden it, as the author does not like to put her characters through the torture of having needles..... *shudder*).
"Well, Miss Xioui your free to go."
"It's Xiaoyu."
"Yes, I'm sure it is Xinoi."
Ling grabbed the doctor by the collar and yelled at him, "It's XIAOYU. X-I- A-O-Y-U! XIAOYU!"
"Ok, Miss--"
"Just get out of here." Ling gave the doctor a shove and the doctor proceeded through the door, muttering about rude patients.
"I'm leaving now," Ling informed Jin, "and your coming with me. Now you have either one of two options. You can carry me to the car, or you can get me a wheelchair. Now, it's obvious which one you will choose, so I will call the nurse-- WHOA!" Ling flailed around while Jin, with a ridiculous smile on his face, carried her out of the hospital. At the reception desk the nurse quickly chucked Ling a bag. Ling, from her rather disjointed view of the world, managed to glimpse her blue dress inside the bag before she was laid unceremoniously on the back seat.
Ling straightened herself up, and tied her hair back and looked through the bag she had been tossed. Fortunately, all of her clothes were there. Ling cocked an eyebrow at Jin as he entered the other side of the car and sat down next to her.
"Well, why the beauty treatment? I thought I was a major annoyance to you?" Ling said cockily as Jin settled himself down into the leather of the back seat.
"Oh, you are, more than you can imagine," Jin muttered. Ling looked at him oddily. Jin quickly changed the subject with, "I was merely helping you into the car. I did not realize that this would annoy you."
Ling laughed at the saint-like expression on his face and threw her clothes bag at him. Jin wasn't expecting the hit, and the last expression Ling saw on his face was a combination of O_O and :( before veritable tornado of clothes hit him on the head.
Jin struggled to get out of the pile, and Ling kept ROTFLMAO at Jin. Ling soon stopped as soon as she saw the only article of clothing left on Jin. Her panties.
Jin pulled them off his head and handed them solemnly towards her. Ling reached for them, but suddenly Jin stuffed the panties onto her head. Ling was shocked for a second, then she started laughing as she got her dress and shoved it onto Jin.
"Very sexy," Ling taunted Jin, and in reply Jin threw one of her bras at her.
They kept up their fighting until the phone rang. Jin picked it up and heard the chauffeur yell, above the screech of tyres and the beeping of horns, "Master Jin, could you please stop moving about back there! I know you and your lady friend need to catch up," here Jin protested, blushing a deep red, but the chauffeur went on, " but the traffic is absolutely horrific. You must stop moving around or else you'll get us all killed!" Maybe just to prove his point, the limo suddenly swerved to one side, making Ling land on top of Jin. She quickly got up and dusted herself off as Jin slowly put the phone back on it's hook.
"What was that about?" Ling asked.
Jin replied, " We have to stop fighting or else the chauffeur will lose control of the car." Jin watched Ling as she slowly removed the panties from off her head. "I know! Let's watch T.V!"
Ling looked in amazement at the little compartment which folded out to give them.... a T.V (Der! What were you expecting? The Great Houdini? Lolz). Jin turned on the T.V. and the news was on. (Your probably thinking, "BORING!" Well, just wait and see....MWA HA HA HA HA! :P)
The news reporter was on the screen, in the middle of a report. "In the latest news, a nurse at Tokyo hospital is charged with damage to hospital equipment, and with physical and emotional trauma to the patients." A video of the nurse who smashed Ling's HMM is shown being guided to a car with Heihachi Mishima in it. The police get in the car and drive away while in the back seat Heihachi farts and the green gas cloud envelopes the nurse's head, making him faint. (See, he was right! He told you he was coming back!)
Ling and Jin were staring at the T.V. like this O_O. The harsh sound of the phone ringing broke the silence. Jin picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Ah, yes. Master Jin, it will please you to know that we are home."
As Jin hung up, Ling said to him, "We're finally home! No thanks to you."
"Well, your very grateful I must say."
"Thank you." Ling's stomach gurgled. "And I haven't eaten since before the fight.... Oh crap."
"Yes, you've just realized that you have to be my servant for a week. You can start when you get better."
"No problem, I'll just draw this out for as long as it can go. And meanwhile, YOU have to be my servant."
Jin sighed. "I suppose your right. After all, it will make it even more worthwhile to see the great Ling Xiaoyu serving me."
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The next day dawned. The first sunlight revealed a very pissed Xiaoyu with shadows under her eyes and untidy hair. She was slouched in her wheelchair, looking out the window, not gloomily as you might expect, but rather giving all creation a look that said "DIE!"
Ling was really pissed at everything. Her leg gave her pains while she slept, Jin had teased her all through the night, the doctor was coming today to remove her cast (bugger all this modern technology, Ling wanted Jin to stay as her servant!), and Ling was mulling over what Jin had muttered to her at the hospital. Was it really what she thought it was? Did he really like her?
GOCM: Of course he d--
*fireswan has a gag over the GOCM's mouth*
Me: If you tell her about anything, I won't have a story, and I won't gain enough support to take over the worl-- er, I mean, these people will have to wonder what happens next for the rest of their lives. SO SHUT UP.
GOCM: Mmmmmmmm! Mmmm mmm mm mmmm, mmmmmmmm! (Fireswan! Fuc/ you to hell, fireswan!)
Me: Naughty naughty, such bad words at your age. Why don't I leave you like this for a while?
GOCM: MMMMMMMM! (NNNNOOOO!)
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"There we are, " the DWFHPSNCHTWANEA (Doctor-Who-Fireswan-Hand-Picked-So-No- Character-Has-To-Worry-About-Needles-Ever-Again) (Let's just call him Doctor Davis, shall we? What? I can choose any frikin' name I want, thank you very much! I AM THE AUTHOR! :P)
Ling looked up at him, sweat soaked all over her body as the doctor made the final cut. She was shaking, trying very hard not to remember how close the razor had sounded to her skin. She thought that he almost cut her leg off. It was horrible having to trust someone she didn't know.
Then Ling remembered that she had to become Jin's servant in a few days, most likely three. Ling almost broke down at that. She never wanted something like this to ever happen again!
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A/N: Just in case you'd like to know, but you probably don't, in which case I'm now saying too bad, I'm going to tell you anyway :P, I only know what happens at the end, I don't know what will happen in the middle of the story, ie. now. So, if your thinking 'The author is just holding me in suspense', then you are WRONG because I'm looking forward to finding out what happens to these characters just as much as you are. This is as much of an "adventure" to me as it might be to you, if you think about it like that.
Dragonball Z announcer dude/Lee Jordon/Zee Mordon/Zeke Marilyn Monroe: Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of Dragon-- er, I mean, Hopes and Dreams!
