Epilogue

The airport rushed with people and the clear blue sky sparkled like ocean waters on that sunlit day. Several planes landed now and then and people got off, running to their families or friends and greeting them with smiles. Jin waited on the far wall, red bandanna pushing his hair back, tight black t-shirt, and belted jeans. His dark mahogany eyes darted around, watching the people.

"Flight 623, Coming from Seoul, South Korea. Now entering airport." The loud speakers boomed with the soft girl's voice.

"Jin looked up and watched the clean, white plane land. Within minutes people were rushing off of the plane. He waited until there were no more people coming off the plane. The Japanese's frown was stopped by the familiar redhead, still in uniform. The two locked eyes for a moment and Hwoarang grinned. The Korean broke the moment by rushing down some of the steps then jumping over the railing and to the ground from nearly eight feet. He kept up a fast pace almost a run towards Jin. Jin's heartbeat sped up as he pushed himself off of the wall and began to walk towards Hwoarang. The redhead eventually bumped into someone else and they turned around.

"Hey-OH! Hwoarang! Man! The Ganeral called YOU a 'Faggot Potato Peeler'! Ha! YOU! A fag!?" The war buddy began to laugh. Hwoarang just grinned and started towards Jin again, dodging people, the man's eyes following him all way. Unexpected, Hwoarang broke out into a flat-out run and jumped onto the Japanese man, locking lips as he collided with him. Hwoarang's war buddy nearly had a heart attack when Hwoarang pressed his hand to the back of Jin's head, pulling him deeper into the kiss and grasping the bandanna tightly. Even more surprised was Jin, his eyes held pure shock but soon melted into Hwoarang's sweet kiss and wrapped his arms around the Korean to keep his feet from touching the ground.

As soon as Hwoarang slipped from Jin's grasp and his feet touched the ground, he ripped the bandanna from Jin's hair and he winked at his fellow buddy whose mouth was wide open and looked as if he were going to cry and barf all at the same time.

Jin became conscious of his appearance to the people in the airport and gently broke the kiss. His eyes darted fretfully around at all of the people. Gasps, whispers, screams, and even cheers were heard and as if there wasn't enough people already looking because of their 'Public Display of Affection' and because the final truth of the heir to the Mishima Zaibatsu finally proved to be alive, Hwoarang had just one more trick up his sleeve.

The Korean turned around to the people of the crowds, who had all stopped, winked at them and said hello,

"Hanyoseo!" he grinned and Jin's eyes nearly grew too big for his face. The Japanese couldn't take it anymore. Hwoarang was just too crazy. He was known now, not only as being alive but as liking his own gender and much known now to be in love with Japan's mortal enemy, Korea's own, redhead warrior. He swiftly took the crazy gang leader by the hand and sped out of the airport and down the street a couple of blocks. 'According to plan….' Hwoarang grinned at his thoughts.

Jin sighed and slowed down the pace. He turned his head slightly at talk to his love.

"Hwoarang…. Why are you always depending on danger?" The Korean blinked and replied,

"Say that again?" Jin sighed,

"Why-"

"No, no," Hwoarang shook his head, "The part where you said my name."

"Hwoarang," Jin said unsure of what was to happen. Hwoarang paused then replied,

"I love you, Jin." The Japanese blinked,

"I love you too, Hwoarang."

"I bet I love you more than you love me."

"No way." The Japanese stuck out his tongue.

"Heh, Yeah way." Hwoarang play-punched him in the shoulder and Jin gave the poor Korean a nuggie.

"No way." Jin laughed and said through gritted teeth. Hwoarang wriggled away, stuck out his tongue, and replied,

"Yes way!" And took off down the street with Jin in hot pursuit. Like two children they ere oblivious to all the stares and looks, and like a spilled candle came their raging world sized flame of emotions.

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Author's note:

This was my first yaoi. I hope you guys liked that. And as for the Kazuya part…. Well…. That's part of another story… I MIGHT write… It's sort of an inside joke between me and my friend…. :D XDDDD.

Hwoarang: You made me look stupid.

HyperHellFire: OO…… ! tiny squeaky voice help…..

Hwoarang: 'play' punch

Jin: --;;

HyperHellFire: XX dead

Hwoarang: DDDDDDD