-I am SOOO SORRY I don't know what happened! I just got so busy with my
Xmen fic and all these other ideas and I just forgot! But here you go! And
I promise I will write the next one really soon!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Love, Sex, and Tournament Style Revenge
Part 8.
Shattered
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"Hui!"
"No, higher"
"RR!"
"higher!, Beverly I know you can go higher than that!"
Beverly collapsed on the ground. Anna was exhausted, and Jin was an extremely tough coach. Besides, her thoughts still lingered on Hwoarang and their conversation in the restaurant a few days ago. She was falling for him, harder than she had ever for a guy. But Anna had a duty, and she knew Hwoarang was not a stable man. Jin helped her up. His strong arms flexed under the large sweatshirt. It was freezing in the dojo, the Air Conditioner was stuck on HIGH, and it was around 50 degrees outdoors. She smiled, her job was no doubt a pleasurable one.
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"Ling Xiaoyu, my name is Ling Xiaoyu."
"Great, now could you spin around please?"
Ling did as she was told, she was audtioning.
"Next!"
"But wait! I didn't even get to do my dance"
"I've seen enough, sorry hon' but I suggest getting another gig."
This was just too much, she got turned down for a stripping job!? She wasn't out of shape! Guys loved tiny women, right? Storming out of there she saw a little stack of flyers. "Copper, opening December 2003, oh! A new club, I wonder if their hiring?" Xiaoyu squealed, taking the flyer with her. Maybe this was her chance!
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"Hello?" Anna silenced her cell phone's high-pitched ring.
"Tonight is the night, I just can't take all this waiting anymore." Hwoarang's deep and sexy voice replied from the other end. Anna frowned, he could have at least said hi.
"Well hello to you to! I'm just fine thanks for asking! "Cut the bullshit, Anna, this isn't a social call."
"Don't worry red, your order will come through!" she hissed, clicking the phone off in the most dramatic way possible. Anna wiped back the tears streaming down her face, what was she doing? She never cried, strong people don't cry. "Beverly?" Jin had suddenly appeared in the doorway, his handsome face looking genuinely concerned, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, ah'm fine, sugah. That was just ma'h husband"
"Oh, well if you want we could practice with the attack dummy again?" He said smirking. The last time they had done that Beverly had totally destroyed him, telling Jin that she pictured him as her husband. The truth was that Anna was picturing it as Julia, but she couldn't tell him that.
"No, that's okay baby, actually . . . maybe we can get some dinner? Yoah gunna be real lonely here tonight, with Julia comin' home so late an' all. And it IS ma'h last night here"
Jin smiled at her, he had no sexual attraction to the woman, he was way too in too Julia for something like that. However, he could see it in her eyes she didn't want to be alone, and well, Jin was one of those guys who do all they can just to help.
"Sure"
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Julia absentmindly turned the pages of her book, she had stopped actually reading them half an hour ago, but hoped that maybe it would pass the time. She was sitting in the airport terminal, scheduled to be on a direct flight from California to Japan in less than an hour. Julia had gone to Arizona to visit her mother, who was ailing badly, but was flying back tonight to see Jin. Miraculously someone had dropped off of the 4:00 to Japan, so she was actually arriving home 2 hours before expected. Julia was ridiculously excited, and couldn't wait to surprise Jin. Beverly had found her own place to stay and they were finally going to be alone.
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"I never . . . dressed in drag."
"Ah neva'h . . . watched an episode of telletubies."
"I never . . . finished a bottle of wine on my own."
"Really?" Beverly asked surprised, knocking back two more shots.
"Never." Jin replied, he had only had 3 drinks but suddenly he felt very dizzy. He had objected to a drinking game, so they just opted to say what they "never did" instead.
"Well honey, maybe ah'll change that for ya'h tonight!" Beverly smiled devilishly from behind her mug.
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The blonde woman was disgusted as she peered into the window; her sister was such a whore. Nina was on stakeout, Hwoarang's orders, and while she was out freezing her ass off, Anna was yakking it up inside. A bright yellow taxi cab suddenly loomed into view, it stopped right outside of the dojo.
"What the?"
But Nina was silenced as the familiar face of Julia Chang popped out of the cab. She looked gorgeous and classy in a pinstripe blouse and a formfitting blue skirt. Nina chuckled to herself, and turned back to the window . . . where things were just heating up.
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"No, I really can't have any more! I'm a lousy drunk, believe me!" Jin cried, backing away from Beverly and her new pitcher of vodka.
"Just one more, f'me, please" "Fine" Jin took the drink and sipped, feeling more and more relaxed with every sip. Beverly watched closely, hopping she didn't look to expectant. Finally Jin's head began to nod, and the glass rolled out of his hand. Beverly smiled.
Anna had to resort to a sedative, there was no way he would let her in his pants otherwise. He was one of those 'Stand up Guys' that are always in the movies, she really hated them. Rolling his heavy body over, she proceeded to unbuckle his pants, and slid down his underwear.
"Holy Shit!" she whispered, staring in awe for a moment (heh heh heh) but then quickly returning to the task at hand. She took off his shirt, and began to undo hers. Anna was beginning to feel guilty, really what had he done to deserve this? Was it right of her to break him up with the woman he loved? Was Hwoarang worth the pain she would cause him, when he woke up? Was it worth it, sleeping with him? Glancing back down, she giggled and nodded a quick yes. It would have been better on a bed, but the couch would have to do. There was no way that she could lift his dormant body. Sighing she attempted to move him, no such luck, yes the couch would have to do. Hwoarang's face flashed before her eyes, she couldn't do it . . . never in her life had Anna felt so . . . dirty. She would go to Hwoarang, tell him she was wrong and that would be it! The two of them would be together, and he could forget all about Julia. She hastily pulled up Jin's underwear, but it wasn't fast enough. The loft's door swung open, and Julia appeared with a bright smile on her face.
"Jin I'm- WHAT IS GOING ON!?"
"Shit."
"unngh, Julia?"
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Beverly tucked and rolled off of the couch, reaching for her purse she raced out the door. Julia was gonna blow, and she wasn't staying around to watch! Jin groggily opened both his eyes, and noting the expression on his lover's face he glanced down to his, erm, nether regions. "What?"
"Yes Jin! That's what I'd like to know! What!? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!"
"I, I don't know, I fell asleep."
"you FELL ASLEEP? I'll make you fall asleep you bastard, I'll make you fucking pass out forever!" Julia ran to the kitchen, and grabbed the bucher's knife from the drawer.
"Julia . . .Julia put the knife down, I don't know what happened, but I didn't do anything wrong! Put the knife down, you don't want to do this." The scene to an outsider would be pretty funny. Julia standing at the door with a butcher's knife, her glasses slightly tilted and her bags dropped hastily onto the floor, she fit the part of any crazed psycho killer. Jin standing between the glass coffee table and the couch, his pants and briefs at his ankles. "You know, you're actually right scumbag, I don't want to do this. You're not worth it!" The flying knife missed his head by about an inch and firmly landed in the back wall. Julia spun on her heel and reached for her bags, racing out the door.
"Julia wa-aiyeeeeeee!!!" He tried to chase her, but tripped over his pants, and landed with a crash in the middle of the coffee table. Naked and bleeding, he blacked out.
Tears were streaming down her face as she hurried down the steps. (text in ' ' are thoughts.)
'love, pfuit! They don't mean it, they never do. Jin didn't mean it, he just wanted to get in my pants and stay there until a hotter chick came along. Hwoarang never told me he loved me, Hwoarang never loved anybody . . . and he never got hurt. I am through with love! through with all this bullshit! all these kisses and candies, sweet gestures and romantic moments. Because its not real. In the end I always get screwed. Love has never gotten me any where, I don't know why I thought Jin would be different. He is ju-' But Julia's thoughts were abruptly stopped. Her heel had caught on a crack in the cement steps, and broke, sending her flying out to meet the concrete. Julia covered her hand with her arms, preparing for the inevitable.
"Whoa there." A familiar voice said. She opened her eyes, she was okay! She wasn't lying with a scrapped knee on the pavement, but rather positioned comfortably in the strong arms of the man who had caught her. "Are you alright?" He asked, speaking to her for the second time. Julia shrugged and got too her feet.
"Thank you, I am just so clum-" Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the strikingly handsome figure before her. It was Hwoarang, naturally, but somehow he looked different. His flaming hair shined proudly in the afternoon sun, illuminating his features like he was some sort of god, and his muscles were even more defined as they showed through his form-fitting black tee shirt.
"-Sy" He finished for her, smiling, "I always remembered that about you, Jules"
"Hwoarang? What are you doing here?"
"Just in the neighborhood, and lucky me, I happened to find myself a damsel in distress." Smiling in spite of herself she bent down and retrieved her heel from the sidewalk.
"Distress indeed" She frowned, looking at the busted heel. Hwoarang lifted her leg delicately and slipped off the other shoe. Grimacing slightly, he broke off the other heel and slipped the shoe back on her foot. "Was that supposed to help?"
"Well," A cocky grin coming over his face "At least now you can walk." They both laughed, and he shot her a nervous look.
"Do you want to go grab a cup of coffee?"
Julia looked at the dojo for a moment. She realized that Jin wasn't coming after her, he was probably still trying to fix his pants. Taking his arm, Julia smiled at Hwoarang.
"I would love to."
~!!!!!!!! There's you cliffhanger until the next chapter, "Two Steps Back"
-Foo
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Love, Sex, and Tournament Style Revenge
Part 8.
Shattered
~~
"Hui!"
"No, higher"
"RR!"
"higher!, Beverly I know you can go higher than that!"
Beverly collapsed on the ground. Anna was exhausted, and Jin was an extremely tough coach. Besides, her thoughts still lingered on Hwoarang and their conversation in the restaurant a few days ago. She was falling for him, harder than she had ever for a guy. But Anna had a duty, and she knew Hwoarang was not a stable man. Jin helped her up. His strong arms flexed under the large sweatshirt. It was freezing in the dojo, the Air Conditioner was stuck on HIGH, and it was around 50 degrees outdoors. She smiled, her job was no doubt a pleasurable one.
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"Ling Xiaoyu, my name is Ling Xiaoyu."
"Great, now could you spin around please?"
Ling did as she was told, she was audtioning.
"Next!"
"But wait! I didn't even get to do my dance"
"I've seen enough, sorry hon' but I suggest getting another gig."
This was just too much, she got turned down for a stripping job!? She wasn't out of shape! Guys loved tiny women, right? Storming out of there she saw a little stack of flyers. "Copper, opening December 2003, oh! A new club, I wonder if their hiring?" Xiaoyu squealed, taking the flyer with her. Maybe this was her chance!
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"Hello?" Anna silenced her cell phone's high-pitched ring.
"Tonight is the night, I just can't take all this waiting anymore." Hwoarang's deep and sexy voice replied from the other end. Anna frowned, he could have at least said hi.
"Well hello to you to! I'm just fine thanks for asking! "Cut the bullshit, Anna, this isn't a social call."
"Don't worry red, your order will come through!" she hissed, clicking the phone off in the most dramatic way possible. Anna wiped back the tears streaming down her face, what was she doing? She never cried, strong people don't cry. "Beverly?" Jin had suddenly appeared in the doorway, his handsome face looking genuinely concerned, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, ah'm fine, sugah. That was just ma'h husband"
"Oh, well if you want we could practice with the attack dummy again?" He said smirking. The last time they had done that Beverly had totally destroyed him, telling Jin that she pictured him as her husband. The truth was that Anna was picturing it as Julia, but she couldn't tell him that.
"No, that's okay baby, actually . . . maybe we can get some dinner? Yoah gunna be real lonely here tonight, with Julia comin' home so late an' all. And it IS ma'h last night here"
Jin smiled at her, he had no sexual attraction to the woman, he was way too in too Julia for something like that. However, he could see it in her eyes she didn't want to be alone, and well, Jin was one of those guys who do all they can just to help.
"Sure"
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Julia absentmindly turned the pages of her book, she had stopped actually reading them half an hour ago, but hoped that maybe it would pass the time. She was sitting in the airport terminal, scheduled to be on a direct flight from California to Japan in less than an hour. Julia had gone to Arizona to visit her mother, who was ailing badly, but was flying back tonight to see Jin. Miraculously someone had dropped off of the 4:00 to Japan, so she was actually arriving home 2 hours before expected. Julia was ridiculously excited, and couldn't wait to surprise Jin. Beverly had found her own place to stay and they were finally going to be alone.
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"I never . . . dressed in drag."
"Ah neva'h . . . watched an episode of telletubies."
"I never . . . finished a bottle of wine on my own."
"Really?" Beverly asked surprised, knocking back two more shots.
"Never." Jin replied, he had only had 3 drinks but suddenly he felt very dizzy. He had objected to a drinking game, so they just opted to say what they "never did" instead.
"Well honey, maybe ah'll change that for ya'h tonight!" Beverly smiled devilishly from behind her mug.
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The blonde woman was disgusted as she peered into the window; her sister was such a whore. Nina was on stakeout, Hwoarang's orders, and while she was out freezing her ass off, Anna was yakking it up inside. A bright yellow taxi cab suddenly loomed into view, it stopped right outside of the dojo.
"What the?"
But Nina was silenced as the familiar face of Julia Chang popped out of the cab. She looked gorgeous and classy in a pinstripe blouse and a formfitting blue skirt. Nina chuckled to herself, and turned back to the window . . . where things were just heating up.
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"No, I really can't have any more! I'm a lousy drunk, believe me!" Jin cried, backing away from Beverly and her new pitcher of vodka.
"Just one more, f'me, please" "Fine" Jin took the drink and sipped, feeling more and more relaxed with every sip. Beverly watched closely, hopping she didn't look to expectant. Finally Jin's head began to nod, and the glass rolled out of his hand. Beverly smiled.
Anna had to resort to a sedative, there was no way he would let her in his pants otherwise. He was one of those 'Stand up Guys' that are always in the movies, she really hated them. Rolling his heavy body over, she proceeded to unbuckle his pants, and slid down his underwear.
"Holy Shit!" she whispered, staring in awe for a moment (heh heh heh) but then quickly returning to the task at hand. She took off his shirt, and began to undo hers. Anna was beginning to feel guilty, really what had he done to deserve this? Was it right of her to break him up with the woman he loved? Was Hwoarang worth the pain she would cause him, when he woke up? Was it worth it, sleeping with him? Glancing back down, she giggled and nodded a quick yes. It would have been better on a bed, but the couch would have to do. There was no way that she could lift his dormant body. Sighing she attempted to move him, no such luck, yes the couch would have to do. Hwoarang's face flashed before her eyes, she couldn't do it . . . never in her life had Anna felt so . . . dirty. She would go to Hwoarang, tell him she was wrong and that would be it! The two of them would be together, and he could forget all about Julia. She hastily pulled up Jin's underwear, but it wasn't fast enough. The loft's door swung open, and Julia appeared with a bright smile on her face.
"Jin I'm- WHAT IS GOING ON!?"
"Shit."
"unngh, Julia?"
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Beverly tucked and rolled off of the couch, reaching for her purse she raced out the door. Julia was gonna blow, and she wasn't staying around to watch! Jin groggily opened both his eyes, and noting the expression on his lover's face he glanced down to his, erm, nether regions. "What?"
"Yes Jin! That's what I'd like to know! What!? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!"
"I, I don't know, I fell asleep."
"you FELL ASLEEP? I'll make you fall asleep you bastard, I'll make you fucking pass out forever!" Julia ran to the kitchen, and grabbed the bucher's knife from the drawer.
"Julia . . .Julia put the knife down, I don't know what happened, but I didn't do anything wrong! Put the knife down, you don't want to do this." The scene to an outsider would be pretty funny. Julia standing at the door with a butcher's knife, her glasses slightly tilted and her bags dropped hastily onto the floor, she fit the part of any crazed psycho killer. Jin standing between the glass coffee table and the couch, his pants and briefs at his ankles. "You know, you're actually right scumbag, I don't want to do this. You're not worth it!" The flying knife missed his head by about an inch and firmly landed in the back wall. Julia spun on her heel and reached for her bags, racing out the door.
"Julia wa-aiyeeeeeee!!!" He tried to chase her, but tripped over his pants, and landed with a crash in the middle of the coffee table. Naked and bleeding, he blacked out.
Tears were streaming down her face as she hurried down the steps. (text in ' ' are thoughts.)
'love, pfuit! They don't mean it, they never do. Jin didn't mean it, he just wanted to get in my pants and stay there until a hotter chick came along. Hwoarang never told me he loved me, Hwoarang never loved anybody . . . and he never got hurt. I am through with love! through with all this bullshit! all these kisses and candies, sweet gestures and romantic moments. Because its not real. In the end I always get screwed. Love has never gotten me any where, I don't know why I thought Jin would be different. He is ju-' But Julia's thoughts were abruptly stopped. Her heel had caught on a crack in the cement steps, and broke, sending her flying out to meet the concrete. Julia covered her hand with her arms, preparing for the inevitable.
"Whoa there." A familiar voice said. She opened her eyes, she was okay! She wasn't lying with a scrapped knee on the pavement, but rather positioned comfortably in the strong arms of the man who had caught her. "Are you alright?" He asked, speaking to her for the second time. Julia shrugged and got too her feet.
"Thank you, I am just so clum-" Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the strikingly handsome figure before her. It was Hwoarang, naturally, but somehow he looked different. His flaming hair shined proudly in the afternoon sun, illuminating his features like he was some sort of god, and his muscles were even more defined as they showed through his form-fitting black tee shirt.
"-Sy" He finished for her, smiling, "I always remembered that about you, Jules"
"Hwoarang? What are you doing here?"
"Just in the neighborhood, and lucky me, I happened to find myself a damsel in distress." Smiling in spite of herself she bent down and retrieved her heel from the sidewalk.
"Distress indeed" She frowned, looking at the busted heel. Hwoarang lifted her leg delicately and slipped off the other shoe. Grimacing slightly, he broke off the other heel and slipped the shoe back on her foot. "Was that supposed to help?"
"Well," A cocky grin coming over his face "At least now you can walk." They both laughed, and he shot her a nervous look.
"Do you want to go grab a cup of coffee?"
Julia looked at the dojo for a moment. She realized that Jin wasn't coming after her, he was probably still trying to fix his pants. Taking his arm, Julia smiled at Hwoarang.
"I would love to."
~!!!!!!!! There's you cliffhanger until the next chapter, "Two Steps Back"
-Foo