Cp.2 Mishima Mansion

The clock struck 8:45 pm. Xiaoyu yawned as she surfed the Internet.

"I guess boredom has gotten the best of me…"

"You've got mail," a voice said from the computer as she signed in.

"Wow, someone actually thought about me. Wait… It better not be Hwoarang…" she clicked on it. "Mishima? Hmm…" she read---

"Dear Miss Ling Xiaoyu,

You are invited to take part in a world event, The Iron Fist Tournament. Out of the millions of fighters out there we have exceptionally noticed your skills.  In the process of training for this tournament you will stay at the Mishima mansion along with the other fighters for a year. It would be in your best interest to take part. The victor will be awarded 3 million dollars. We hope to see you there on the 15th of January.

Sincerely,

Heihachi Mishima

"Whoa, I didn't know I was that good. I wonder if Hwoarang got one too. Although it did hint that it was rare. Should I actually go? But I'd have to leave my home and live in some strange mansion for a year! What about school? Hmm… I guess I could ask Hwoa tomorrow," she pondered to herself.

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January 12h, a cool Friday morning she walks through the forest, Hwoarang tries to sneak up behind her.

"Hey Hwoa," she says with her back to him.

"Damn, how'd you know it was me," he asked.

"I walk with you to school everyday, I can always recognize your footsteps," she replied.

"I see… Well, anyway, I have some good news and some bad news," he announced.

"What?" she asked with seriousness in her voice.

"I won't being going to this school anymore after today," he said sadly. "Instead, I'm going to the Mishima mansion to train for the Iron Fist Tournament!" he then says excitedly. A smirk grew across her face.

"What a coincidence," she mocked him.

"You too?! Damn… I thought I was special… But actually I'm happy! It couldn't turn out any better! Because this way I can keep an eye on you, I'm not going to let that horny Kazama boy get to you!" he stated.

"Ha ha! You crack me up!" She laughed.

"What? I'm telling you the truth, he's trouble!" Hwoarang claimed.

"And you're not?" she restated.

"Well… You know how to handle me," was his lame excuse.

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Hwoarang sat in his chair with headphones on listening to his Linkin Park c.d.

"Hwoarang! Take those headphones off right now or I'll come over there and take them off myself!" The teacher yelled. He rolled his eyes then takes them off, the teacher continues on with the lesson. He begins to throw pieces of paper at Xiao.

"Stop it!" Xiaoyu yelled in a whispering voice.

"Kay, but I was wondering. It's our last day here anyway, let's just ditch and hang out somewhere," Hwoarang suggested.

"No, I'm not like you Hwoa, I have a conscious," she reassured.

"It's not like we're going to miss anything! Come on!" he urged. She sticks her tongue out.

"Sorry, but I'd like to say goodbye to my friends actually, unlike you who doesn't have any except me," she whispered.

"Hey! I do too have other friends! There's Joseph, Steve, auh…. You know what?! Fine, whatever," he uttered. He then thinks to himself. "Well, at least I don't have to worry about that Kazama for a while. Even better, he's not here today. The gull of trying to take my girl. (Though she isn't his girl)"

The day passed slowly as both Xiaoyu and Hwoarang eagerly a waited the end of the last day they had at this school, though Hwoarang slept through most of it. 

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Monday morning, January 15th Xiaoyu waited for Hwoarang to get his stuff together.

"Come on, we're going to be late!" she said impatiently.

"Hold your horses!" he snapped

"Hey, I wasn't the one who decided to pack at the last minute!" Xiaoyu argued.

"I'm almost done, okay?!" Hwoarang assured. They finally leave his house and get to a main street.

"We need a cab," Xiaoyu noted.

"No da!" he said in a retard voice then went up to the curb and jumped around. "Taxi! Taxi!"

"Oh my god…" Xiaoyu covered her eyes. "This is so embarrassing…" she stated. He turned around.

"I need to catch their attention some how. I got it! Xiaoyu, lift up your shirt!" he ordered

"What?! No you perv!" she sneered.

"Hey, I'd do it, but I don't have boobs. Seriously, those things are powerful!" he assured

"I can get a cab without doing anything like that," she claimed.

"Be my guest," Hwoarang said sarcastically. Xiaoyu then placed two fingers in her mouth and whistled. A cab immediately stopped in front of her.

"Sh-- Wha— Ho--!" he stuttered. "That damn girl, outsmarting me once again…"

"Come on, Hwoa," she smirked as the cab driver put here suitcases in the trunk.

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9:37 a.m, half an hour later they arrive at the Mishima Mansion.

"So this is where the Iron Fist Tournament will be held," Hwoarang said to Xiaoyu. They walked to the entrance and went in. They were amazed as they examined their temporary home. "Wow, not bad!" he commented

"Yeah, if only we can just find where we're supposed to go…" she looked around some more.

"Hey! You there! Are you new students?" a girl in an Indian type outfit asked.

"Yeah, we just arrived. My names Hwoarang and this is Xiaoyu," he told.

"Mine's Chang, Julia Chang. But well, you can just call me Julia. I can show you guys around," Julia suggested.

"Okay!" Xiaoyu said enthusiastically. 

"Have you gone to see Heihachi yet?" Julia asked.

"No. He's the owner of this place, right?" Hwoarang answered.

"Yeah, and he's also the creator of the tournament," Julia explained.

"Wow! That's so cool!" Xiaoyu squealed. Julia then opened the door. A boy about nineteen was facing an old man; it was Jin.

            "That's not fair! You can't—" he turned to see Julia, Xiaoyu, and Hwoarang watching. He glanced at Xiaoyu and then stormed out. Hwoarang's eyes turned to rage. The old man walked over to the teenagers.

"I'm sorry about my grandson, he's being a rebellious ungrateful brat lately. Anyway I am Heihachi and you must be Xiaoyu and Hwoarang, am I wrong?" Heihachi said putting on a fake smile.

"Correct, sir," he tried to suck up.

It's nice to meet you," Xiaoyu bowed.

"Yes you too. You two need roommates, don't you?"

"Oh, I think it's best that Xiaoyu and I room together. Since, ya know, we've known each other for quite a while now," Hwoarang insisted. Heihachi laughed.

"Sorry man, the guys and the girls have to be separated, if you know what I mean." Xiaoyu shuddered. "Eww… Old people talking about sex…" she said to herself.

"Hmm… Didn't Anna need a roommate? Julia, show her to Anna's room," They walked through the hall.

"How about you… I recall my grandson needing a new one also. His last roommate all of a sudden left," Heihachi insisted.

"What?! No! Please, anyone but him!" Hwoarang pleaded.

"I'm sorry, put his is the only one open," Heihachi explained.

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"I heard that Heihachi is really mean, but he seems so nice!" Xiaoyu said.

"It's an act, you know, like a phone voice being all sweet and everything. Heihachi's really tough on us, especially Jin," Julia explained.

"Really? Why?" Xiaoyu said suddenly really interested.

"Well, I guess Heihachi thinks that since Jin's part of the Mishima family that he has to carry on the legacy of their strength? I don't really know. It's none of my business really. All I know is that I feel sorry for him. Heihachi never lets him get close to anyone. He's always making him train and stuff," Julia explained.

"Oh, that must suck. I don't know what I'd do if I were in his situation."

"Here's your room. Good luck with Anna," Julia laughed.

"Huh? What's wrong with her?" Xiaoyu said confused.

"You'll see." Julia walked off. Xiaoyu knocked on the door. It started to open.

"You're just in time, To--! Wait, you're not Toya!" a girl dressed in lingerie said.

"Um, no I'm Xiaoyu your new roommate,"

"Oh… Well then, get your stuff in here and then get out. I have a 'friend' coming to visit anytime now," Xiaoyu grabbed her suitcases and studied the room. Clothes were spread all over the floor and the bed sheets were all messed up. It was hard to find a clean space to put her suitcases.

"So that's what Julia meant by 'good luck'," she said to herself as she left the room.

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So? How was this chapter? It's not the best, but I already got to my 3-page limit. (My own lil stopping point) I'll make up for it in the next chapter. I might even have it up tomorrow since I'm finally out of school. Thank you so much for all the reviews! I didn't expect this many, especially only for the first chapter. Oh and to Krazy-K, don't worry, there'll be some fighting action between Jin and Hwoa soon, I meant for it to be in this chapter but it didn't turn out that way. To Paine, well I have my plans for Hwoarang, but if I said anything, it'd ruin the surprise, wouldn't it? I'll update soon, promise.