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One Chance
By : Dragonfly
Everyone blamed me. They blamed me for the crime I'd never done. They blamed me for being the son of Kazuya Mishima. They blamed me for being the heir of Mishima bloodline. What's so wrong about it? Was it my fault to be the son of a cold-blooded murderer and heartless man? Did I ever wish to be the son of a devil? Was it my fault? Or was it my mother's fault? No. I would never blame my mother for loving my father. She loved him with all her heart and soul. For me, my mother was an angel. She was a very beautiful woman with a heart made of pure gold.
How could an angel fell in love with a devil? Did the devil ever love her back? Or did he use her just to satisfy his dirty desire? Would he love me if he knows I'm exist? Or would he hate me like my grandfather hated him? Is he really as evil as everyone said? Or is it just them who jealous of him for being the King of the Iron Fist Tournament?
These are the questions that no one could ever answer.
I live in a big empty house which everyone knows as the Mishima Mansion. This house is so big and luxurious, but only me, my grandfather Heihachi Mishima, and some servants and bodyguards live in it.
People said that I have everything. I have money that is enough to buy everything, power that could destroy everything, and a gorgeous look that every girl could not resist. (Wow, the last one is flattering.. ;p) They said everything I desire would be satisfied.
But they're all wrong. Nothing can satisfy my hunger for love. I would give anything in this world just to see my mother's warm smile once again. I would give all of my money, my power, and even my life just to spend a day with my father. To ask him those question and hear the answer right from himself.
One day I was on my way to the dojo. I saw a room with a black wooden door. I've been living in this mansion for 5 years. But I never step my feet into it. I've never even dare to touch the door. It's forbidden. My grandfather never allows anyone to enter the room. Because it was Kazuya Mishima's room. My father's room.
But for today, things will be different. I put my hand on the door knob. I could feel it shaking. I was so afraid. Not of being caught up by my grandfather. But of the thought that there could be something unexpected waiting for my behind this door. Something that I'm not supposed to see. But I really wanted to know about my father. So I turned the door knob slowly, without making any sound. Hey, it wasn't locked!
I stepped my bare feet on the floor. The room was very dark. I reached the wall to find the light switch and turned it on. Then I stared in amazement. The room was very neat and clean. It seemed like someone had been cleaning this room everyday. But as far as I know, no one is permitted to enter this room, including myself of course.
There was a large bed in the middle of the room, a huge wooden cupboard was standing next to it, two large windows covered with dark purple curtains, and a working-desk on the corner.
I walked toward the cupboard and opened it slowly. There were a lot of clothes which I believed was belong to my father. I saw a pair of purple tuxedo which I thought was very cool. So I decided to put them on and looked at my reflection in the mirror. (Damn, I looked good!) I put my hands inside the pocket and felt something on my left pocket. I thought it was a piece of paper. But no, it was a photograph of my parents. My mother and my father.
My father was wearing this purple tuxedo and my mother was wearing a beautiful white gown. He put his arm around her shoulder and they looked very happy. I even saw a smile on the corner of my father's lips. From all of his pictures I'd seen, I'd never seen him smiling before.
He looked exactly like me. His eyebrows were bushy, like mine. His hair was pointed on the edge, like mine. He had a pointed nose and thin lips, like mine. But his eyes were so dark, seemed full of hatred and pain. I think that's why people always say that I got my mother's eyes.
Suddenly, I felt something warm was coming through my eyes. I realized that I was crying. I felt so hurt, so fragile. I would give anything in this world just to spend a day with them. God, please just give me one chance to be with my parents, and I will not ask for anything more.
......
I looked at the clock and it was 9 a.m. I realized that I fell asleep in my father's room. I walked out of the bed and saw my reflection on the mirror. I was so shocked, I couldn't believe it. I'm no longer a 19-year-old Jin Kazama, but instead, I'm a 5-year-old boy wearing his father's tuxedo. Suddenly, I heard someone opened the door.
"Jin, you're finally awake." I'd heard this voice before, and I'm sure there's only one person whom this voice belong to.
I turned around quickly and saw the prettiest creature in the whole world (even prettier than Xiaoyu!). That's my mother! She's still alive? How come? But I don't care. I ran toward her and hugged her. She hugged me back and lifted me with her arms.
"Oh my God, Jin. Your father would be so mad at you."
My father? Where? Where is he? Is this some kind of dream or something?
"Why? Why would he be mad at me?"
My mother smiled and put me back to the bed.
"Because you're wearing his favorite tuxedo, Jinny." She called me Jinny! That's her pet name for me.
"Why am I here, mom?" I asked her.
"You fell asleep while waiting for me and you father. We went to Uncle Lee's party yesterday, remember? But suddenly someone from the office called and said there was a some office problem so Lee and your father had to go to the office immediately. They found some difficulties so they had to spend a night there. When I came home, you're already asleep on his bed and wearing his tuxedo. You looked like a small version of him! So instead of waking you up, I just staring at you all night." Then she chuckled. She looked even prettier when she chuckled.
"Mom." I smiled at her and started to chuckle too. I don't really know what's going on, and I don't care. As long as I can be with my mother again, it's just more than enough for me.
"Go take a bath, Jinny. I will put the tuxedo right on where he left it so he wouldn't have any idea you took it. You better hurry, or you'll be on a big trouble. Your father said he'll be home in 10 minutes" She smiled as she put the tuxedo back to the cupboard.
"Okay mom, okay." I ran to the bathroom and took a shower.
"Straight to the dining room after you're finished, honey. I'll serve your breakfast." She said.
After having breakfast, she took me to the beach which was at the back of our mansion. My mom took off her sandals and held them with her right hand as she stepped her feet into the water.
"Come here, Jinny! The water is perfect!" She called me.
"I'm coming Mom!"
I was running toward my mother when suddenly I felt a strong arm grabbed my shoulder.
"Not so fast, big boy!" I heard a deep voice was talking to me.
I turned my head around and saw a big figure of myself. A tall young man with black pointed hair. But those dark eyes, those are not mine. I soon realized that the man who standing behind me was Kazuya Mishima, my father. I looked at him in amazement.
"Don't look at me as if I'll eat you big boy! Well, let's see who could reach your mother first!" he grinned and started to run towards my mother.
I recovered from my amazement and tried to chase him. But he was way too fast and I couldn't reach my mother before him. As he reached my mother, he put his arm around her waist and kissed her lips. Then he bent down to my level as he unbuttoned his shirt. I could see a big scar across his broad chest.
"Hahaha, loosah!" he laughed when he saw me catching up my breath.
"Of course he couldn't beat you, Kazuya! Find someone on your size." said my mother with a very lovely voice.
"On my size? Like whom?"
"Like me." she said as she kissed his lips.
"Uh, that's really flattering. But I think you're half my size, Jun." and they started to kissing again. (again?! Oh. please.)
"Is everything okay at the office, Kaz?" she asked him.
"Yeah, Lee and I found some difficulties but we got everything under controlled. Don't worry, honey." he replied.
"Hello! Is it just me or I'm really being left out?" I frowned at them.
"Are you jealous of me, big boy?" he said with a smirk on his face.
Geez, he looked gorgeous. No wonder my mother could not resist him. I think that's why girls couldn't resist me either. Because I got his looks. (",)
"You have no right to be, since I found her first." he continued.
"Well, do you mind to share?" I said with an innocent look.
"Maybe, if she doesn't mind." he grinned as he looked at my mother.
"Of course I don't mind, boys. I love you both." she said as she kissed my forehead and my father's cheek.
"Do you love me, dad?" that question suddenly popped up on my head and came out of my mouth. My father looked at me in surprise.
"Oh great. Should I answer that 'gayish' question?" he said.
"That's not 'gayish', Kazuya! And I think, I want to hear your answer as well." my mom replied.
"You should refer that question to Lee, not me. And I think you already know my answer anyway. You both are just making fun of me."
"We're not making fun of you Kazuya Mishima, just give us the answer that came right from your heart, or else!" my mom gave him a threatening look and pinched his arm.
"Ouch! Okay, okay. If that's what you wish. Well, I love your mother. And I feel the same way for you as I feel for your mother." He replied.
"Why don't you just tell him straight that you love him, Kazuya? Instead of making a long, unnecessary sentence like that. I know that you love me, but do you love Jinny?" my mother said to him with a naughty smile.
"Jun! Please stop making fun of me." I could see an embarrassment on his face. I know talking about 'love' is really not his style.
He looked so funny so I tried to embarrass him a little more by asking: "Why do you love me like you love my mother?"
But this time, instead of complaining, he lifted my body and carried me with his strong arms. Then he looked at me seriously.
"Why do I love you like I love her? That's the easy one, son. Because you are a mixture of us both. You are the evidence of our love." He said as he held me close to his chest. "My precious son."
I could see my mother's eyes are wet with tears. Happy tears. My father wiped her tears kissed her (with me still in his arm) gently. (I wish I could do this with Xiaoyu ;D)
And this was the picture perfect moment in my life. God gave me one chance to be with my family. God gave my one chance to feel their love. I wish this moment would last forever. (And my father, he's so cool!!)
*** The end or to be continued?? I can't decide. What do you think?? ***
Shall I continue this story?? Pleeeaaasseee review..
And sorry (100x) about my horrible grammar.
C'ya. (",)
Dragonfly
One Chance
By : Dragonfly
Everyone blamed me. They blamed me for the crime I'd never done. They blamed me for being the son of Kazuya Mishima. They blamed me for being the heir of Mishima bloodline. What's so wrong about it? Was it my fault to be the son of a cold-blooded murderer and heartless man? Did I ever wish to be the son of a devil? Was it my fault? Or was it my mother's fault? No. I would never blame my mother for loving my father. She loved him with all her heart and soul. For me, my mother was an angel. She was a very beautiful woman with a heart made of pure gold.
How could an angel fell in love with a devil? Did the devil ever love her back? Or did he use her just to satisfy his dirty desire? Would he love me if he knows I'm exist? Or would he hate me like my grandfather hated him? Is he really as evil as everyone said? Or is it just them who jealous of him for being the King of the Iron Fist Tournament?
These are the questions that no one could ever answer.
I live in a big empty house which everyone knows as the Mishima Mansion. This house is so big and luxurious, but only me, my grandfather Heihachi Mishima, and some servants and bodyguards live in it.
People said that I have everything. I have money that is enough to buy everything, power that could destroy everything, and a gorgeous look that every girl could not resist. (Wow, the last one is flattering.. ;p) They said everything I desire would be satisfied.
But they're all wrong. Nothing can satisfy my hunger for love. I would give anything in this world just to see my mother's warm smile once again. I would give all of my money, my power, and even my life just to spend a day with my father. To ask him those question and hear the answer right from himself.
One day I was on my way to the dojo. I saw a room with a black wooden door. I've been living in this mansion for 5 years. But I never step my feet into it. I've never even dare to touch the door. It's forbidden. My grandfather never allows anyone to enter the room. Because it was Kazuya Mishima's room. My father's room.
But for today, things will be different. I put my hand on the door knob. I could feel it shaking. I was so afraid. Not of being caught up by my grandfather. But of the thought that there could be something unexpected waiting for my behind this door. Something that I'm not supposed to see. But I really wanted to know about my father. So I turned the door knob slowly, without making any sound. Hey, it wasn't locked!
I stepped my bare feet on the floor. The room was very dark. I reached the wall to find the light switch and turned it on. Then I stared in amazement. The room was very neat and clean. It seemed like someone had been cleaning this room everyday. But as far as I know, no one is permitted to enter this room, including myself of course.
There was a large bed in the middle of the room, a huge wooden cupboard was standing next to it, two large windows covered with dark purple curtains, and a working-desk on the corner.
I walked toward the cupboard and opened it slowly. There were a lot of clothes which I believed was belong to my father. I saw a pair of purple tuxedo which I thought was very cool. So I decided to put them on and looked at my reflection in the mirror. (Damn, I looked good!) I put my hands inside the pocket and felt something on my left pocket. I thought it was a piece of paper. But no, it was a photograph of my parents. My mother and my father.
My father was wearing this purple tuxedo and my mother was wearing a beautiful white gown. He put his arm around her shoulder and they looked very happy. I even saw a smile on the corner of my father's lips. From all of his pictures I'd seen, I'd never seen him smiling before.
He looked exactly like me. His eyebrows were bushy, like mine. His hair was pointed on the edge, like mine. He had a pointed nose and thin lips, like mine. But his eyes were so dark, seemed full of hatred and pain. I think that's why people always say that I got my mother's eyes.
Suddenly, I felt something warm was coming through my eyes. I realized that I was crying. I felt so hurt, so fragile. I would give anything in this world just to spend a day with them. God, please just give me one chance to be with my parents, and I will not ask for anything more.
......
I looked at the clock and it was 9 a.m. I realized that I fell asleep in my father's room. I walked out of the bed and saw my reflection on the mirror. I was so shocked, I couldn't believe it. I'm no longer a 19-year-old Jin Kazama, but instead, I'm a 5-year-old boy wearing his father's tuxedo. Suddenly, I heard someone opened the door.
"Jin, you're finally awake." I'd heard this voice before, and I'm sure there's only one person whom this voice belong to.
I turned around quickly and saw the prettiest creature in the whole world (even prettier than Xiaoyu!). That's my mother! She's still alive? How come? But I don't care. I ran toward her and hugged her. She hugged me back and lifted me with her arms.
"Oh my God, Jin. Your father would be so mad at you."
My father? Where? Where is he? Is this some kind of dream or something?
"Why? Why would he be mad at me?"
My mother smiled and put me back to the bed.
"Because you're wearing his favorite tuxedo, Jinny." She called me Jinny! That's her pet name for me.
"Why am I here, mom?" I asked her.
"You fell asleep while waiting for me and you father. We went to Uncle Lee's party yesterday, remember? But suddenly someone from the office called and said there was a some office problem so Lee and your father had to go to the office immediately. They found some difficulties so they had to spend a night there. When I came home, you're already asleep on his bed and wearing his tuxedo. You looked like a small version of him! So instead of waking you up, I just staring at you all night." Then she chuckled. She looked even prettier when she chuckled.
"Mom." I smiled at her and started to chuckle too. I don't really know what's going on, and I don't care. As long as I can be with my mother again, it's just more than enough for me.
"Go take a bath, Jinny. I will put the tuxedo right on where he left it so he wouldn't have any idea you took it. You better hurry, or you'll be on a big trouble. Your father said he'll be home in 10 minutes" She smiled as she put the tuxedo back to the cupboard.
"Okay mom, okay." I ran to the bathroom and took a shower.
"Straight to the dining room after you're finished, honey. I'll serve your breakfast." She said.
After having breakfast, she took me to the beach which was at the back of our mansion. My mom took off her sandals and held them with her right hand as she stepped her feet into the water.
"Come here, Jinny! The water is perfect!" She called me.
"I'm coming Mom!"
I was running toward my mother when suddenly I felt a strong arm grabbed my shoulder.
"Not so fast, big boy!" I heard a deep voice was talking to me.
I turned my head around and saw a big figure of myself. A tall young man with black pointed hair. But those dark eyes, those are not mine. I soon realized that the man who standing behind me was Kazuya Mishima, my father. I looked at him in amazement.
"Don't look at me as if I'll eat you big boy! Well, let's see who could reach your mother first!" he grinned and started to run towards my mother.
I recovered from my amazement and tried to chase him. But he was way too fast and I couldn't reach my mother before him. As he reached my mother, he put his arm around her waist and kissed her lips. Then he bent down to my level as he unbuttoned his shirt. I could see a big scar across his broad chest.
"Hahaha, loosah!" he laughed when he saw me catching up my breath.
"Of course he couldn't beat you, Kazuya! Find someone on your size." said my mother with a very lovely voice.
"On my size? Like whom?"
"Like me." she said as she kissed his lips.
"Uh, that's really flattering. But I think you're half my size, Jun." and they started to kissing again. (again?! Oh. please.)
"Is everything okay at the office, Kaz?" she asked him.
"Yeah, Lee and I found some difficulties but we got everything under controlled. Don't worry, honey." he replied.
"Hello! Is it just me or I'm really being left out?" I frowned at them.
"Are you jealous of me, big boy?" he said with a smirk on his face.
Geez, he looked gorgeous. No wonder my mother could not resist him. I think that's why girls couldn't resist me either. Because I got his looks. (",)
"You have no right to be, since I found her first." he continued.
"Well, do you mind to share?" I said with an innocent look.
"Maybe, if she doesn't mind." he grinned as he looked at my mother.
"Of course I don't mind, boys. I love you both." she said as she kissed my forehead and my father's cheek.
"Do you love me, dad?" that question suddenly popped up on my head and came out of my mouth. My father looked at me in surprise.
"Oh great. Should I answer that 'gayish' question?" he said.
"That's not 'gayish', Kazuya! And I think, I want to hear your answer as well." my mom replied.
"You should refer that question to Lee, not me. And I think you already know my answer anyway. You both are just making fun of me."
"We're not making fun of you Kazuya Mishima, just give us the answer that came right from your heart, or else!" my mom gave him a threatening look and pinched his arm.
"Ouch! Okay, okay. If that's what you wish. Well, I love your mother. And I feel the same way for you as I feel for your mother." He replied.
"Why don't you just tell him straight that you love him, Kazuya? Instead of making a long, unnecessary sentence like that. I know that you love me, but do you love Jinny?" my mother said to him with a naughty smile.
"Jun! Please stop making fun of me." I could see an embarrassment on his face. I know talking about 'love' is really not his style.
He looked so funny so I tried to embarrass him a little more by asking: "Why do you love me like you love my mother?"
But this time, instead of complaining, he lifted my body and carried me with his strong arms. Then he looked at me seriously.
"Why do I love you like I love her? That's the easy one, son. Because you are a mixture of us both. You are the evidence of our love." He said as he held me close to his chest. "My precious son."
I could see my mother's eyes are wet with tears. Happy tears. My father wiped her tears kissed her (with me still in his arm) gently. (I wish I could do this with Xiaoyu ;D)
And this was the picture perfect moment in my life. God gave me one chance to be with my family. God gave my one chance to feel their love. I wish this moment would last forever. (And my father, he's so cool!!)
*** The end or to be continued?? I can't decide. What do you think?? ***
Shall I continue this story?? Pleeeaaasseee review..
And sorry (100x) about my horrible grammar.
C'ya. (",)
Dragonfly