~Yeah so I guess the time thing is really pissing you off . . . heh heh
heh, im really sorry that I am so slow, I just have a bunch of other fics
im working on. Im not gonna make promises and say that the next chapter wil
be up soon, because Orlando only knows what 'soon' means . . . BUT I will
reassure you . . . that I DO love this story, and I have all of the next 3
chapters planned out, so it shouldn't take to long. Now, push away your
anger and hatred for me . . . and read this chapter . . . its pretty fly.
Hahaha
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Love, Sex, and Tournament Style Revenge
Part 9.
Two Steps Back
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"Yeah so I'm opening my own club."
"That's really great, I mean that was your dream!" Julia smile was everlasting. She didn't realize how charming Hwoarang was, and his new physique was definitely nothing to complain about. They had been hanging out for the past two hours, running up quite a tab at the local diner.
"It still is-as a matter of fact, Copper is holding dance auditions tomorrow night."
"Copper?" Hwoarang smiled sheepishly and ran a hand through his hair, causing Julia to giggle. He loved making her laugh.
"So how are things with Jin?"
"Um, good, real good, we are just dandy." He smiled behind his glass; it was obvious she was lying, "But I don't wanna talk about me! I'm boring, I want to hear what you've been up to." "Working on the club. Working on my body, Hahaha."
"You look great"
"Do you expect anything less?" "Haha, no I mean you always look handsome, but you are like in peak right now." A flush came to her cheeks; she was flirting up a storm. Julia's mind vaguely lingered on Jin, but she pushed that out of her head quickly. "So can I see it?" "I don't know if Jin would approve, but-" Hwoarang smiled and began pulling off his shirt. "No! No! Hahaha, I mean, I wouldn't, uh, oh!" "You meant the club." He grinned mischievously at her. "Yeah." "Sure, follow me."
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Jin's head was spinning. He was just waking up after finishing off three bottles of Jack Daniels from Julia's "secret" stash in the kitchen. Jin wasn't a heavy drinker, so it was quite a shock when he found that he couldn't see straight, let alone walk properly. He stumbled into the bedroom, narrowly missing some broken glass, and overturned pieces of furniture-he hadn't exactly been in a good mood earlier. Julia's perfume was on the dresser, a simple glass bottle, with a rawhide tie. He inhaled her scent greedily, images flooding his blurred mind.
"Julia . . ." Jin collapsed on the bed, his head pounding. The monster hangover was proving to be much worse than any tournament battle.
"AGH!" The tiny bottle hit the wall with a crash, the clear liquid smearing all over the wall as the scent permeated through the room. He rolled over to his stomach, writhing in pain, this was no mere hangover.
"AH!!!" Slowly his back began to arch, every vein popping out, his shoulder blades moving unnaturally. "NOO!" the black wings were small at first, but slowly they freed themselves from his skin, mercilessly beating themselves out of the cage. Jin's eyes grew an eerie shade of red-before he collapsed once again.
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"Is someone there!?" Anna yelled from the tub, floating in the soapy warm water. No one responded. It had been a hard day, and she wasn't particularly proud of what she had done to Jin earlier. There was that sound again, the creaking of old Tokyo floorboards. Anna turned around quickly, and screamed when she saw someone standing behind her.
"Good evening, my dear sister."
"Fuck! Nina you scared the shit outta'h me!" "Sorry my dear, need any help?" Smiling like a psychopath, Nina didn't wait for a response, and crouched down beside the bathtub, a sponge grasped firmly in her white palm.
"Sure, ahh Ninny that feels good." She worked small circles across her sisters back, gentle at first, but slowly growing firmer and firmer, scratching the sponge brutally against Anna's soft skin, until she was nearly screaming for her to stop. "To hard?" "Very" The brunette snapped, snatching the sponge from her sister's soapy hand (say that ten times fast!). "Good" Anna let out a scream of pain, as Nina slammed her head forward into the porcelain. Just gentle enough so that she wouldn't draw blood. "What was that for!?" "Fun, my dear sister, Fun."
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"Wow" Ling Xiaoyu breathed the words, as she walked around Copper, her eyes wide in amazement at the glass ceiling. She had snuck in to get used to the stage, hoping it would give her an edge at the dance auditions. She was sick of getting turned down for taller, and more curvy women. Ling giggled and moon walked across the empty floor, laughing even more when she fell on her bum. She was a crap dancer; maybe that was why she never got hired? Ahh well, screw it, she could always go back to college. "BOOM" Ling ducked, every sense on high alert, someone had just come in.
"This is the main dance room" a voice called from several feet away, Xiao gasped and ducked into a dark corner, it was Hwoarang, she would remember his voice anywhere. What was he doing there?
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"Its fabulous, Hwoarang, really." "Thanks, I worked hard to make it so." "I just can't believe you kept it a secret this whole time." Julia smiled up at the glass ceiling, the moonlight shining through. Hwoarang came up behind her, placing two strong palms gently on her shoulders.
"mmm, that feels good. You always were good with your hands." He smiled, and hungrily massaged her back, inhaling the rich perfume of her hair.
"beep bleep ba da beep!" It was his cellphone, Hwoarang made a mental note to kill the person who was calling him then.
"Sorry, I gotta take this. Feel free to get a drink, I'll only be a minute." Julia smiled as he went, taking in the sight and walking over to the bar. So many choices! So many ways to get totally plastered, which was exactly what she wanted to do.
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"What!?" Hwoarang barked into the phone, and to his annoyance, no one replied. He growled and tossed the little Nokia off of the balcony.
"Angry?" Hwoarang spun around, who said that? "Over here red." Jin stepped from the shadows, his eyes narrowed in disgust.
"Oh, its just you. Lookin' good buddy." The red haired man laughed, noting Jin's drained looked.
"Don't need to look good to fight."
"You wanna' fight me, Kazama? That it?" "Yeah, I want you right now, right here."
"Ha! Too easy! What's the matter with you? I have your woman, excuse me 'my woman', and now you just want me to kick your ass too? Humiliate you even more."
"No, you're the on who's going down." Hwoarang laughed and walked a circle around Jin, stalking his prey. "Never were the sharpest knife in the drawer, eh? Always fighting with that heart of yours, never fighting with your head." "I'll show you!" Jin charged full speed at Hwoarang, emitting a series of punches and kicks, that his opponent dodged effortlessly.
"Focus, Jin! Isn't that what you always teach!? Comeon! Can't you hit me!?" Hwoarang had run out of patience, he had more important matters to attend to, it was time to shut this guy up. Jin was still fighting, sweat pouring off of his forehead, blinding him, as he haphazardly swung at anything. This wasn't his style, he wasn't focused, he was also loaded up on all kinds of alcohol. CRACK. The sound of bones crushing, it was a sound they both knew well. Jin's head snapped back in pain as Hwoarang delivered a series of well placed kicks to his chest. Hwoarang's legs were his deadliest weapon, he could go on for hours, though it would only take him a matter of seconds to eliminate his opponent. With a final thump to the chest, Hwoarang knocked Jin down. "This wasn't a fair fight, Kazama. Too easy. I know you can do better." He smiled, tossing him a tissue, "Clean yourself up, this isn't over." Jin stared blankly after him, as his advisary re-entered the building.
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-RING- "Nina?" "Yes?" "Jin Kazama attacked me tonight, ruined my date with Julia. You know what to do." "AGH!!" "What was that?" "Nothing sir." -CLICK-
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"That was a fruitless attempt, dear sister, besides, why would you want to leave now?" Nina smiled, and sat at the edge of the tub, where Anna was tied down, "The party's just getting started." Anna screamed through her gag as her sister pulled out the blade, one last tear dripping down her face. Then it all went black.
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Whistling the Andy Griffith theme song (who knows why) , Nina undid her sister's bindings, a big smile plastered all over her face. "Well, That's the end of that." She stated, placing the knife in Anna's bloody hand, and planting a kiss on the brunette woman's icy cold forehead. Nina grabbed the rope and giggled as she shut the door behind her. Yes, that was the end of that.
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Hwoarang grumbles into the bar, but a smile comes to his face when he sees his guest. Julia is upside down, hanging over the bar, digging in the icepit. "Julia?" She screamed and fell over, embarrassed by him seeing her in alcohol frenzy, "You okay?" He extended his hand, and helped her up, her arms still clutching two bottles of hard liquor.
"Fine, just fine."
"Great, but, uh, listen. Some builders are coming in about a half an hour, so I think I wanna' get outta'h here." "Oh." Her face fell. "Yeah, it really sucks, actually I could drive you back to your hou-" "No!" Julia smiled sheepishly, embrassed, "I don't want to go home." "Do you wantna' come over?" "I would, really, really, like that." She kissed his full on the lips, letting the two bottles fall to the floor, and ran her fingers through his hair, forcing him into the passionate kiss. Julia finally retracted, so she could take a breath, her brown eyes sparkling up into his.
"I'll go call a cab."
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~a little preview for "lust" (
-FOO
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Love, Sex, and Tournament Style Revenge
Part 9.
Two Steps Back
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"Yeah so I'm opening my own club."
"That's really great, I mean that was your dream!" Julia smile was everlasting. She didn't realize how charming Hwoarang was, and his new physique was definitely nothing to complain about. They had been hanging out for the past two hours, running up quite a tab at the local diner.
"It still is-as a matter of fact, Copper is holding dance auditions tomorrow night."
"Copper?" Hwoarang smiled sheepishly and ran a hand through his hair, causing Julia to giggle. He loved making her laugh.
"So how are things with Jin?"
"Um, good, real good, we are just dandy." He smiled behind his glass; it was obvious she was lying, "But I don't wanna talk about me! I'm boring, I want to hear what you've been up to." "Working on the club. Working on my body, Hahaha."
"You look great"
"Do you expect anything less?" "Haha, no I mean you always look handsome, but you are like in peak right now." A flush came to her cheeks; she was flirting up a storm. Julia's mind vaguely lingered on Jin, but she pushed that out of her head quickly. "So can I see it?" "I don't know if Jin would approve, but-" Hwoarang smiled and began pulling off his shirt. "No! No! Hahaha, I mean, I wouldn't, uh, oh!" "You meant the club." He grinned mischievously at her. "Yeah." "Sure, follow me."
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Jin's head was spinning. He was just waking up after finishing off three bottles of Jack Daniels from Julia's "secret" stash in the kitchen. Jin wasn't a heavy drinker, so it was quite a shock when he found that he couldn't see straight, let alone walk properly. He stumbled into the bedroom, narrowly missing some broken glass, and overturned pieces of furniture-he hadn't exactly been in a good mood earlier. Julia's perfume was on the dresser, a simple glass bottle, with a rawhide tie. He inhaled her scent greedily, images flooding his blurred mind.
"Julia . . ." Jin collapsed on the bed, his head pounding. The monster hangover was proving to be much worse than any tournament battle.
"AGH!" The tiny bottle hit the wall with a crash, the clear liquid smearing all over the wall as the scent permeated through the room. He rolled over to his stomach, writhing in pain, this was no mere hangover.
"AH!!!" Slowly his back began to arch, every vein popping out, his shoulder blades moving unnaturally. "NOO!" the black wings were small at first, but slowly they freed themselves from his skin, mercilessly beating themselves out of the cage. Jin's eyes grew an eerie shade of red-before he collapsed once again.
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"Is someone there!?" Anna yelled from the tub, floating in the soapy warm water. No one responded. It had been a hard day, and she wasn't particularly proud of what she had done to Jin earlier. There was that sound again, the creaking of old Tokyo floorboards. Anna turned around quickly, and screamed when she saw someone standing behind her.
"Good evening, my dear sister."
"Fuck! Nina you scared the shit outta'h me!" "Sorry my dear, need any help?" Smiling like a psychopath, Nina didn't wait for a response, and crouched down beside the bathtub, a sponge grasped firmly in her white palm.
"Sure, ahh Ninny that feels good." She worked small circles across her sisters back, gentle at first, but slowly growing firmer and firmer, scratching the sponge brutally against Anna's soft skin, until she was nearly screaming for her to stop. "To hard?" "Very" The brunette snapped, snatching the sponge from her sister's soapy hand (say that ten times fast!). "Good" Anna let out a scream of pain, as Nina slammed her head forward into the porcelain. Just gentle enough so that she wouldn't draw blood. "What was that for!?" "Fun, my dear sister, Fun."
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"Wow" Ling Xiaoyu breathed the words, as she walked around Copper, her eyes wide in amazement at the glass ceiling. She had snuck in to get used to the stage, hoping it would give her an edge at the dance auditions. She was sick of getting turned down for taller, and more curvy women. Ling giggled and moon walked across the empty floor, laughing even more when she fell on her bum. She was a crap dancer; maybe that was why she never got hired? Ahh well, screw it, she could always go back to college. "BOOM" Ling ducked, every sense on high alert, someone had just come in.
"This is the main dance room" a voice called from several feet away, Xiao gasped and ducked into a dark corner, it was Hwoarang, she would remember his voice anywhere. What was he doing there?
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"Its fabulous, Hwoarang, really." "Thanks, I worked hard to make it so." "I just can't believe you kept it a secret this whole time." Julia smiled up at the glass ceiling, the moonlight shining through. Hwoarang came up behind her, placing two strong palms gently on her shoulders.
"mmm, that feels good. You always were good with your hands." He smiled, and hungrily massaged her back, inhaling the rich perfume of her hair.
"beep bleep ba da beep!" It was his cellphone, Hwoarang made a mental note to kill the person who was calling him then.
"Sorry, I gotta take this. Feel free to get a drink, I'll only be a minute." Julia smiled as he went, taking in the sight and walking over to the bar. So many choices! So many ways to get totally plastered, which was exactly what she wanted to do.
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"What!?" Hwoarang barked into the phone, and to his annoyance, no one replied. He growled and tossed the little Nokia off of the balcony.
"Angry?" Hwoarang spun around, who said that? "Over here red." Jin stepped from the shadows, his eyes narrowed in disgust.
"Oh, its just you. Lookin' good buddy." The red haired man laughed, noting Jin's drained looked.
"Don't need to look good to fight."
"You wanna' fight me, Kazama? That it?" "Yeah, I want you right now, right here."
"Ha! Too easy! What's the matter with you? I have your woman, excuse me 'my woman', and now you just want me to kick your ass too? Humiliate you even more."
"No, you're the on who's going down." Hwoarang laughed and walked a circle around Jin, stalking his prey. "Never were the sharpest knife in the drawer, eh? Always fighting with that heart of yours, never fighting with your head." "I'll show you!" Jin charged full speed at Hwoarang, emitting a series of punches and kicks, that his opponent dodged effortlessly.
"Focus, Jin! Isn't that what you always teach!? Comeon! Can't you hit me!?" Hwoarang had run out of patience, he had more important matters to attend to, it was time to shut this guy up. Jin was still fighting, sweat pouring off of his forehead, blinding him, as he haphazardly swung at anything. This wasn't his style, he wasn't focused, he was also loaded up on all kinds of alcohol. CRACK. The sound of bones crushing, it was a sound they both knew well. Jin's head snapped back in pain as Hwoarang delivered a series of well placed kicks to his chest. Hwoarang's legs were his deadliest weapon, he could go on for hours, though it would only take him a matter of seconds to eliminate his opponent. With a final thump to the chest, Hwoarang knocked Jin down. "This wasn't a fair fight, Kazama. Too easy. I know you can do better." He smiled, tossing him a tissue, "Clean yourself up, this isn't over." Jin stared blankly after him, as his advisary re-entered the building.
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-RING- "Nina?" "Yes?" "Jin Kazama attacked me tonight, ruined my date with Julia. You know what to do." "AGH!!" "What was that?" "Nothing sir." -CLICK-
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"That was a fruitless attempt, dear sister, besides, why would you want to leave now?" Nina smiled, and sat at the edge of the tub, where Anna was tied down, "The party's just getting started." Anna screamed through her gag as her sister pulled out the blade, one last tear dripping down her face. Then it all went black.
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Whistling the Andy Griffith theme song (who knows why) , Nina undid her sister's bindings, a big smile plastered all over her face. "Well, That's the end of that." She stated, placing the knife in Anna's bloody hand, and planting a kiss on the brunette woman's icy cold forehead. Nina grabbed the rope and giggled as she shut the door behind her. Yes, that was the end of that.
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Hwoarang grumbles into the bar, but a smile comes to his face when he sees his guest. Julia is upside down, hanging over the bar, digging in the icepit. "Julia?" She screamed and fell over, embarrassed by him seeing her in alcohol frenzy, "You okay?" He extended his hand, and helped her up, her arms still clutching two bottles of hard liquor.
"Fine, just fine."
"Great, but, uh, listen. Some builders are coming in about a half an hour, so I think I wanna' get outta'h here." "Oh." Her face fell. "Yeah, it really sucks, actually I could drive you back to your hou-" "No!" Julia smiled sheepishly, embrassed, "I don't want to go home." "Do you wantna' come over?" "I would, really, really, like that." She kissed his full on the lips, letting the two bottles fall to the floor, and ran her fingers through his hair, forcing him into the passionate kiss. Julia finally retracted, so she could take a breath, her brown eyes sparkling up into his.
"I'll go call a cab."
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~a little preview for "lust" (
-FOO