~so sorry it took so long! Damn Xmen right? lol
Hwoarang walked to his door.he hadn't done anything productive with himself in a month, that is, unless you count increasing his sex ability as productive (. Nevertheless he was starting to get out of shape.well as much out of shape as Hwoarang could get. There was an annoying 'rat tat tat' of nails knocking on Nina's apartment door, and Hwoarang was nervous it was the stripper from the night before. She had had really long fingernails, and his back had the scratches to prove it. "Coming!" Jesus Christ why couldn't anyone simply let him have some peace to himself? Hwoarang swung open the door.
"Ninny! (nee-nee)" A woman shrieked. She wore a short leather cream skirt and a wide-collar black cashmere sweater that her shoulders popped out of. She had expensive looking studs in her ears, which matched the diamonds accenting the heels of her thigh high boots. Her Gucci sunglasses resembled to that of Jackie Kennedy, or more likely Jennifer Lopez, and she had her red jacket drapped over her arm. She was stunning, her pale skin electrified by bright green eyes and a perfect coif of expertly styled brunette waves. "Hwoarang?"
"Anna?" Hwoarang asked, equally surprised. Anna threw herself into his bare arms, and he awkwardly hugged her back, confused as to her presence. "Anna, what are you doing here?"
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"I'm going out!" Jin yelled walking down the steps of his dojo/apartment.
"Okay!" Julia yelled back, and Jin smiled. Just "okay" no "where?" or "with who?" She trusted him enough to let him handle things on his own; after all he was an adult and didn't need another mother. 'Mother' Jin's smiled faded and he looked down, memories of his mother, Jun, flashing before his eyes. Jin shook them off when Kazuya came into view.His attention focusing back to where he was headed. Jin was positive that Hwoarang was still out there, waiting to strike and ruin everything between he and Julia. 'but that day is not today' Jin thought and continued on his path . . . straight towards the local jewelers. (
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"So let me get this straight." Anna took a sip of her drink. She was outstretched on Nina's black leather couch, the spikes of her heels resting across Hwoarang's lap. "You" She choked on her ice from giggling "Are living with . . . Nina? Because" More coughing and giggles "because . . . Jin, as in Jin Kazama, right? Actually stole YOUR girl?" Hwoarang was getting annoyed at how she was mocking his current situation. "Jesus, you know I'm just kidding!" She smiled, noting the grimace on his face, "I just wonder why you are so worked up over this chick!" She leaned in closer to him, her legs tucking beneath her as she settled inches from his face "Or maybe I wonder" She whispered seductively into his ear "How exactly this kid, stole a woman, from a man like you." Hwoarang smiled, that was the statement he was looking for . . . the Williams sisters, he had to love 'em.
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When Jin returned home, Julia was gone but Ling was sitting on the couch. He stashed the tiny bag he was carrying into his coat pocket, and sat next to her. "What's on?" He smiled at his old friend, hoping to lighten her spirits.
"British cartoons, Jin you have the worst cable" She laughed, punching him on the arm; things seemed to be looking up for the two.
"Yeah, been meaning to get that fixed . . . just kind of busy" Right after Jin said it, he wished he hadn't.
"Busy with her?" Ling commented, her voice cold.
"Ling" he said, trying to make her not hate him so much, but she had already gone, she stood and walked toward the cabinet searching for more food. "I'm gunna go take a shower" He sighed heavily and left for the bathroom. Ling watched him walk away, but while her eyes traveled back to their task she spotted something. Ling Xiaoyu reached into Jin's jacket pocket, retrieving a tiny bag from the local jewelers. She turned it upside down, inspecting the little silk box that had fallen out of it. She gasped running like it was a grenade. She cowered in the corner for a moment, her eyes moist with tears but she slowly made her way back to the kitchen counter. Ling lifted the box and peered inside, shutting it quickly after she was done. She returned the box to the bag and waited.
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"I'm a'h slaaaaaave for you . . . I cannot fight it, I can't deny it baby . . . slaaaaaaaaaave for you!" Nina hummed along to the popular song, hating how she always remembered the most annoying pop lyrics. She turned the key to her apartment; the door creaked slowly as she entered. "Get it get it.get it get it.oh!" She mumbled, still singing the tune as she shuffled in and locked the door behind her. She walked slowly past the mini kitchen into the wide spacious living room attached. Nina dropped her keys on the counter and her purse on the stool, discarding her black jacket on top of a red one. She stretched and yawned loudly looking towards her room. Hwoarang lay naked on her bed, his sleeping form covered by her satin sheets. The bed was messy, as if he was thrashing in his slumber. Nina smiled seductively and headed towards the bedroom. She stopped dead, however, at the sound of an annoying familiar voice.
"Ninny! (Nee-Nee)" Her blood boiled as she went into a cold sweat, slowly turning on her heel. Her fears were confirmed as Nina stare at her older and more beautiful sister standing before her. Anna's hair was stylishly mussed as if she had gotten it done that way at a salon, and she wore an oversized black tee shirt that obviously belonged to the sleeping Korean. She was stark naked otherwise, the tee Shirt just clearing her ass. She smiled at her fuming sister, standing in her bare feet sipping from a wine flute.
"You bitch" Nina cursed under her breath before she flung herself on to Anna, emitting a loud samurai cry from her tiny body.
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Jin rubbed his messy hair furiously, water droplets still clinging to the tips. He had another towel wrapped around his waist and was drenched from the hot shower, steam trailing him out of the bathroom. He jumped back, gripping his too small waist towel as Ling pulled him in for a hug, she looked very small next to his 6"2 form. "Ling? What is it?" She sobbed holding him close as he too pulled her in.
"You really love her don't you?" She whispered whipping her tears off on his (hair) towel.
"What? Julia? Yes . . . I suppose I do"
"But how can you be sure? It's only been a month and a half" Jin looked down into her watery eyes.
"Sometimes you just do . . ." He shook her and pulled her back for another embrace, "But I will always love you Ling, you're my best friend" He kissed her forehead and she smiled. And they stood together, still latched on in embrace.
IS LING LEAVING? DID NINA KILL ANNA? WILL HWOARANG WAKE UP FROM HIS ORGASM- INDUCED HAZE?!
Find out in the next installment of Love, Sex and Tournament Style Revenge . . .
-foo
Hwoarang walked to his door.he hadn't done anything productive with himself in a month, that is, unless you count increasing his sex ability as productive (. Nevertheless he was starting to get out of shape.well as much out of shape as Hwoarang could get. There was an annoying 'rat tat tat' of nails knocking on Nina's apartment door, and Hwoarang was nervous it was the stripper from the night before. She had had really long fingernails, and his back had the scratches to prove it. "Coming!" Jesus Christ why couldn't anyone simply let him have some peace to himself? Hwoarang swung open the door.
"Ninny! (nee-nee)" A woman shrieked. She wore a short leather cream skirt and a wide-collar black cashmere sweater that her shoulders popped out of. She had expensive looking studs in her ears, which matched the diamonds accenting the heels of her thigh high boots. Her Gucci sunglasses resembled to that of Jackie Kennedy, or more likely Jennifer Lopez, and she had her red jacket drapped over her arm. She was stunning, her pale skin electrified by bright green eyes and a perfect coif of expertly styled brunette waves. "Hwoarang?"
"Anna?" Hwoarang asked, equally surprised. Anna threw herself into his bare arms, and he awkwardly hugged her back, confused as to her presence. "Anna, what are you doing here?"
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"I'm going out!" Jin yelled walking down the steps of his dojo/apartment.
"Okay!" Julia yelled back, and Jin smiled. Just "okay" no "where?" or "with who?" She trusted him enough to let him handle things on his own; after all he was an adult and didn't need another mother. 'Mother' Jin's smiled faded and he looked down, memories of his mother, Jun, flashing before his eyes. Jin shook them off when Kazuya came into view.His attention focusing back to where he was headed. Jin was positive that Hwoarang was still out there, waiting to strike and ruin everything between he and Julia. 'but that day is not today' Jin thought and continued on his path . . . straight towards the local jewelers. (
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"So let me get this straight." Anna took a sip of her drink. She was outstretched on Nina's black leather couch, the spikes of her heels resting across Hwoarang's lap. "You" She choked on her ice from giggling "Are living with . . . Nina? Because" More coughing and giggles "because . . . Jin, as in Jin Kazama, right? Actually stole YOUR girl?" Hwoarang was getting annoyed at how she was mocking his current situation. "Jesus, you know I'm just kidding!" She smiled, noting the grimace on his face, "I just wonder why you are so worked up over this chick!" She leaned in closer to him, her legs tucking beneath her as she settled inches from his face "Or maybe I wonder" She whispered seductively into his ear "How exactly this kid, stole a woman, from a man like you." Hwoarang smiled, that was the statement he was looking for . . . the Williams sisters, he had to love 'em.
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When Jin returned home, Julia was gone but Ling was sitting on the couch. He stashed the tiny bag he was carrying into his coat pocket, and sat next to her. "What's on?" He smiled at his old friend, hoping to lighten her spirits.
"British cartoons, Jin you have the worst cable" She laughed, punching him on the arm; things seemed to be looking up for the two.
"Yeah, been meaning to get that fixed . . . just kind of busy" Right after Jin said it, he wished he hadn't.
"Busy with her?" Ling commented, her voice cold.
"Ling" he said, trying to make her not hate him so much, but she had already gone, she stood and walked toward the cabinet searching for more food. "I'm gunna go take a shower" He sighed heavily and left for the bathroom. Ling watched him walk away, but while her eyes traveled back to their task she spotted something. Ling Xiaoyu reached into Jin's jacket pocket, retrieving a tiny bag from the local jewelers. She turned it upside down, inspecting the little silk box that had fallen out of it. She gasped running like it was a grenade. She cowered in the corner for a moment, her eyes moist with tears but she slowly made her way back to the kitchen counter. Ling lifted the box and peered inside, shutting it quickly after she was done. She returned the box to the bag and waited.
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"I'm a'h slaaaaaave for you . . . I cannot fight it, I can't deny it baby . . . slaaaaaaaaaave for you!" Nina hummed along to the popular song, hating how she always remembered the most annoying pop lyrics. She turned the key to her apartment; the door creaked slowly as she entered. "Get it get it.get it get it.oh!" She mumbled, still singing the tune as she shuffled in and locked the door behind her. She walked slowly past the mini kitchen into the wide spacious living room attached. Nina dropped her keys on the counter and her purse on the stool, discarding her black jacket on top of a red one. She stretched and yawned loudly looking towards her room. Hwoarang lay naked on her bed, his sleeping form covered by her satin sheets. The bed was messy, as if he was thrashing in his slumber. Nina smiled seductively and headed towards the bedroom. She stopped dead, however, at the sound of an annoying familiar voice.
"Ninny! (Nee-Nee)" Her blood boiled as she went into a cold sweat, slowly turning on her heel. Her fears were confirmed as Nina stare at her older and more beautiful sister standing before her. Anna's hair was stylishly mussed as if she had gotten it done that way at a salon, and she wore an oversized black tee shirt that obviously belonged to the sleeping Korean. She was stark naked otherwise, the tee Shirt just clearing her ass. She smiled at her fuming sister, standing in her bare feet sipping from a wine flute.
"You bitch" Nina cursed under her breath before she flung herself on to Anna, emitting a loud samurai cry from her tiny body.
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Jin rubbed his messy hair furiously, water droplets still clinging to the tips. He had another towel wrapped around his waist and was drenched from the hot shower, steam trailing him out of the bathroom. He jumped back, gripping his too small waist towel as Ling pulled him in for a hug, she looked very small next to his 6"2 form. "Ling? What is it?" She sobbed holding him close as he too pulled her in.
"You really love her don't you?" She whispered whipping her tears off on his (hair) towel.
"What? Julia? Yes . . . I suppose I do"
"But how can you be sure? It's only been a month and a half" Jin looked down into her watery eyes.
"Sometimes you just do . . ." He shook her and pulled her back for another embrace, "But I will always love you Ling, you're my best friend" He kissed her forehead and she smiled. And they stood together, still latched on in embrace.
IS LING LEAVING? DID NINA KILL ANNA? WILL HWOARANG WAKE UP FROM HIS ORGASM- INDUCED HAZE?!
Find out in the next installment of Love, Sex and Tournament Style Revenge . . .
-foo