United in dreams.
The love story of Kazuya Mishima and Jun Kazama.
Every moment you touch me can I sense a call. For hope and love that you never had. I can almost feel it in you that sorrow for the lost of your mother.. Such a great pain. Maybe someday you will find your way to fight that evil that remains in you. And maybe.can you find that love you seek for.
BY Angela Dark.
Something really troubled Kazuyas mind, that feeling of emptiness. Out side the window could he hear noises of people who seemed to enjoy their day, together.. Together, what a word. The tournament would begin about three weeks and still he couldn't focus about it, there was something that didn't seemed right, something that he missed. "What am I thinking" mumbled he and took his glass of wine in his hand, drank of it slowly and continued the starring out side. Someone knocked on the door and opened it carefully. "What do you want?" said he coolly and turned around to face his "guest" that looked strangely in his eyes, like he was scared of something. "S-sir, h-here is t-the information's that y-you asked o-of" was the only thing the servant said and before Kazuya could answer him stood he alone. "Poor kid." A picture catched his gaze, a smiling young Japanese women looked at him in a innocent way, she was beautiful. "Huh?" asked he for himself. To soft eyes starred into his. The name was writhed on the back. "Jun Kazama, fighter in the tournament..22 and lives in Yakushima." Kazuya stood there quietly decided to relax and stay calm. It was only a silly girl, one he could ignore, as long she wasn't a threat against him. No Kazuya.focus on your training, don't worry about that little girl. She will not disturb you as long as I'm here. The voice awaked him from his thoughts of her. You most kill him, remember Kazuya? The one who ruined your life and at same time is you're only related.your father` "I remember." Kazuya tried to be focused but couldn't, no he didn't WANTED this anymore. He wanted HIM out of his body, his soul. Killing his father was his goal, yes, but now he saw hope.somehow hope. Your fool! There is not a single hope for you Kazaya Mishima. We are one now, right? When I will decide what we will do with your father. I saved you from death you owe me Kazuya. ` "No! Get out of my head demon!" yelled Kazuya and knocked his body right against the wall. Nothing happed except that a great pain ruled his body and he screamed, but not in mercy. Feel the pain Kazuya, because that is the only thing left for you.pain that you can't imagine. We share the same body my dear boy, don't try to screw it up or you will make up dead. ` Kazuya tried to breathe, but instead felt he a rush in him. It covered his soul and took more and more control. A glimpse of red suddenly appeared in his left eye. Devil had take control.
_-Authors Note: Okay, this was the first chapter (a little bit short, but it's all what I got for now), I hope that it's good enough. By the way, gimme some reviews and wait for the next shot.
Don't fuck up with me or you will see a true darkness (Angelas citrate)
The love story of Kazuya Mishima and Jun Kazama.
Every moment you touch me can I sense a call. For hope and love that you never had. I can almost feel it in you that sorrow for the lost of your mother.. Such a great pain. Maybe someday you will find your way to fight that evil that remains in you. And maybe.can you find that love you seek for.
BY Angela Dark.
Something really troubled Kazuyas mind, that feeling of emptiness. Out side the window could he hear noises of people who seemed to enjoy their day, together.. Together, what a word. The tournament would begin about three weeks and still he couldn't focus about it, there was something that didn't seemed right, something that he missed. "What am I thinking" mumbled he and took his glass of wine in his hand, drank of it slowly and continued the starring out side. Someone knocked on the door and opened it carefully. "What do you want?" said he coolly and turned around to face his "guest" that looked strangely in his eyes, like he was scared of something. "S-sir, h-here is t-the information's that y-you asked o-of" was the only thing the servant said and before Kazuya could answer him stood he alone. "Poor kid." A picture catched his gaze, a smiling young Japanese women looked at him in a innocent way, she was beautiful. "Huh?" asked he for himself. To soft eyes starred into his. The name was writhed on the back. "Jun Kazama, fighter in the tournament..22 and lives in Yakushima." Kazuya stood there quietly decided to relax and stay calm. It was only a silly girl, one he could ignore, as long she wasn't a threat against him. No Kazuya.focus on your training, don't worry about that little girl. She will not disturb you as long as I'm here. The voice awaked him from his thoughts of her. You most kill him, remember Kazuya? The one who ruined your life and at same time is you're only related.your father` "I remember." Kazuya tried to be focused but couldn't, no he didn't WANTED this anymore. He wanted HIM out of his body, his soul. Killing his father was his goal, yes, but now he saw hope.somehow hope. Your fool! There is not a single hope for you Kazaya Mishima. We are one now, right? When I will decide what we will do with your father. I saved you from death you owe me Kazuya. ` "No! Get out of my head demon!" yelled Kazuya and knocked his body right against the wall. Nothing happed except that a great pain ruled his body and he screamed, but not in mercy. Feel the pain Kazuya, because that is the only thing left for you.pain that you can't imagine. We share the same body my dear boy, don't try to screw it up or you will make up dead. ` Kazuya tried to breathe, but instead felt he a rush in him. It covered his soul and took more and more control. A glimpse of red suddenly appeared in his left eye. Devil had take control.
_-Authors Note: Okay, this was the first chapter (a little bit short, but it's all what I got for now), I hope that it's good enough. By the way, gimme some reviews and wait for the next shot.
Don't fuck up with me or you will see a true darkness (Angelas citrate)
