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Jin: Oh God. I'm such a sap. I can't believe you guys guilted me into continuing a discontinued fic! Oh well. So many people wanted me to continue, so here I am. I swear that after this little six-month break I'm a much better speller. Promise! ^^; Well, R&R!
Chapter 6
The Vision
"K-Kazuya…I didn't think I could ever see you again…" Jun thought her eyes were going to overflow any minute. She felt like such an idiot. Here she was, staring down her lover and worst enemy and all she could think about was how sorry she was that she hadn't heeded his warnings about entering the tournament in the first place.
"Pleasant to see you too, Jun." Kazuya smiled. "Our son is following in the family tradition. Entering the King of Iron Fist Tournament, and vengeful to a fault.
"What?" Jun cried. "Jin's in the tournament? Oh, damnit kid! I could have sworn that I told you to stay away from that thing. There's too many bad memories in that place."
"I see you're still quite the visionary." Kazuya commented dryly. "If you really want to see what's going on with your kid, I can show you."
"And what's in it for you?"
"Be my lover again, Jun. I've missed you so much."
Eyes widening slightly, Jun backed away slightly.
"I-I can't do that…I…I want to but…I just can't I-"
Jun never had a chance to finish, for it was then that Kazuya captured her in a kiss, a deep passionate kiss. One that she would never forget. It reminded her of why she had fallen in love with Kazuya Mishima in the first place. And it gave her the most interesting vision she had ever received.
***
"Jin?" Julia asked softly. "What's up, Kazama?"
Jin had gone very straight, his eyes were unfocused and he didn't seem to be paying attention to the match before him. He didn't seem to notice Julia's concern for him, and only one word escaped his lips.
"Mother…"
***
Jun pushed Kazuya away in disgust.
"How dare you? How dare you take advantage of my feelings so that you can wreak lust on me?"
"Is that what you think I'm doing?"
"You've yet to give me any proof to the contrary."
"Jun, I told you, I've missed you. I really do love you, baby, please give me one more chance." He was sounding desperate now. "Please?"
Jun didn't know what to say. Kazuya Mishima was begging for her forgiveness. The arrogant fool hadn't asked for forgiveness a day in his life. What should she do?
"One last chance. And only if you let me go say good-bye to my baby first. Please, Kazuya. Let me see Jin, one last time. Please."
Kazuya nodded and Jun smiled. For one brief and shinning moment their small family would be reunited. Jin would be able to meet his father, and she would be able to rest in peace.
"Thank you." She gushed. "Thank you so much."
"Anything for you, my love."
***
What's up with Kazama? Hwoarang wondered as he watched the Japanese boy start going into what appeared to be a seizure.
"Hey, Mishima." He called over to the man beside him. "Your grandkid going to be okay?"
Heihachi looked over at Jin and smiled grimly.
"Soon, Hwoarang." He muttered. "Soon."
***
"Jin!" Julia was officially starting to get freaked out. "Snap out of it!"
Jin did not 'snap out of it.' Quite to contrary, he went into deeper convulsions.
"Don't do it mom…don't give into him."
"What?"
"Mother, don't let him get you. I'm not worth it. Don't…" Jin moaned deliriously. "Please…"
***
Jun braced herself as Kazuya worked his magic again. A small blue sphere materialized in his hand.
"I'm sorry, it will take time to get you back to the realm of the living. But for now you can watch Jin's progress through this." He explained.
"Thank you, so very much."
"No trouble at all for you, my love."
***
"Don't let him take you…"
"Jin, please! Kazama, you're really starting to scare me."
***
"How soon is soon, Gramps?" Hwoarang demanded. "Is Kazama gonna be in condition to fight me or not?"
"He will anyway, my boy. He will anyway. Both Jun and Kazyua had very strong senses of pride. My guess is that boy had a stubborn streak a mile long."
"Heh…good to hear, Gramps. Good to hear indeed."
***
"He's in pain!" Jun exclaimed. "Kazuya, what's wrong with him?" she begged as she watched her son.
"He's watching you." The Mishima heir explained. "He's having a vision of what's going on at this very moment with you. My guess is that dear old daddy opened up his wave links with this world. So that he could learn the truth about what happened between us."
"You mean what could have happened between us."
"No, Jun, I'm talking about straight facts. Dad seems to think it's his responsibility to inform young Jin of what an evil creature I am."
"But you're not evil. Not anymore that is."
"Well, I know that, and you know that, but dad's done one helluva bang up job on poor little Jin over there. He's very distressed about you agreeing to come back to me."
"Oh Jin…"
***
"Don't listen to him mother!" Jin screamed. "He's just trying to trick you! Grandfather Heihachi told me that-"
Don't believe him, Jin. His mother's voice lilted through his mind and soul. Your grandfather doesn't know Kazyua Mishima like I do. He never gave his own son a chance. He knows you have the Devil Gene, Jin. He wants you dead!
"He doesn't! Mother, please tell me this is just some cruel joke!"
The joke's on Heihachi now. Jin, please break away from your grandfather's curse. Be strong, Jin. You can get out of this vision. I can tell how it hurts you. I'm coming back to you baby. Be safe.
Jin's vision snapped back into focus as he took in a deep breath and blinked.
"Thank God!" Julia squealed, throwing her arms around his neck. "You scared me there for a second. I thought you were going to die."
"My mother's coming back, Julia. She told me herself. She's coming back and I'm not supposed to let my grandfather give me the wrong idea about dad. He really did love her, Julia. I always knew he did. I know he always will."
"Will Jin Kazama and Hwoarang please report to the arena for the first match of Round Two!" The announcer blared through the stadium.
To be continued…
Jin: Well, another chapter out of the way. ^^; I seriously never thought I'd ever touch this fic again. Oh well. R&R!
Jin Kazama
