Author's notes: This story is mostly based on the Tekken Anime movie and is set right after Heihachi flew off on a jet plane and the Tekken fighters escaped the island via a submarine. It is also based on Tekken 2 endings of specific characters, as well as a few opening sequences from Tekken Tag Tournament. This fanfic is in Jun Kazama's point of view. Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: Jun Kazama, Kazuya Mishima and all Tekken characters are the property of NAMCO. This is only a fan fiction from the imagination of an obsessed fan. No copyright infringement intended.
Chapter VII: Condemned
My mother once told me that opening passion was like throwing a lit match to a pile of hay, thinking you'd just bask under its warmth for a little while, and then put it out. But once started, the fire spreads too quickly, develops a mind of its own and consumes the hay in the same way passion consumes the body. That was what happened to me and Kazuya.
That night, after a sumptuous dinner, he took me for the second time. Things started off after that. Almost every night, he'd come to me. I tried to offer one flimsy excuse after another but Kazuya would simply laugh.
"Such innocence," he'd say. "You're doing no worse than other women your age. Besides..." he'd look at me with those eyes and use that tone I so loved, "...you're better than any of them. You're special."
Wonder filled me. Was I really that special for him to speak with such wistfulness and passion in his voice? I couldn't resist him. In his arms, I truly did feel special. He made me feel special.
Weeks passed and soon, I began to accept what has come to be. Kazuya and I became ardent lovers who couldn't bear to be apart even for just a second. We were constantly discovering new things about one another. Every night seemed like the first. In that span of time, I lived in a dream world with him...where I wanted to be.
But truth, no matter how painful, can rear its ugly head into the sunlight and wake you up from that dream and into the harsh, cruel world of reality. I never expected for it to come so soon.
"How's the water in there?"
"It's just right. Thanks, Kazuya. You can stop now," I eased my back on the wood, enjoying the feel of the warm water on my bare skin. I was in the hot bath. Kazuya was outside, fanning the fire to make sure I had the right water temperature. Like most Japanese, I enjoy a good hot spring but since the nearest one is a long way off, the hot bath in our house will have to do.
I stared at the moths flying around the lamp above me. I had more in common with these little creatures than I thought. They were drawn to the fire of the lamp while I was drawn to Kazuya. But soon, the moths became too enchanted by the fire and flew too close to it, burning themselves in the process. I trembled. Would that happen to me too?
"Stop being silly, Jun," I thought to myself. "You're not a moth," I submerged half of my face in the water, leaving my eyes on the surface. The wooden door slid open. Kazuya walked inside, in all his naked glory. I was so shocked; I almost jumped out of the water.
"KAZUYA!!" I instinctively took the towel from my head and covered myself with it, not caring if it got soaked. Kazuya laughed when he saw this. He closed the door softly and gave me a smirk.
"You look even more beautiful when you're frightened," he stepped into the water. "But I don't want to make you frightened..."
I cringed when he got closer and hid my face behind the towel. Even though we've made love several times, we always started fully clothed. I saw Kazuya's lips curl to a slight frown.
"Come on. You're acting as if you haven't seen me naked," he complained.
"I...I'm just not...c-comfortable...wi--" my words caught in my throat when he sat beside me. He pried my towel away and set it aside. I crossed my arms over my exposed breasts. Then, Kazuya reached over and pulled my face to his.
"You're so innocent..." he whispered breathlessly, his arms snaking its way around my shoulders. "I don't know how you hold on to your purity...if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're an angel..." his lips finally found mine.
His words put me at ease. I allowed myself to melt in his arms as our tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss. His hands slid along my spine, the tingling sensation from it causing me to moan loudly and arch my back. His mouth moved down to my throat, his hand over my breast.
I closed my eyes and held his head to my body. He guided me towards him until he had me put my leg over his. I was quite surprised with his excitement, as well as that of my own. This was the first time I got excited so quickly, I had to giggle at myself.
"You're exuberant tonight," Kazuya gave me a licentious smile. "I like that..." he clamped down on my breast, stroking my nipple with his tongue.
It must have been the heat from the water. Or the fact that he surprised me by walking in naked. Whatever the reason, I felt particularly thrilled that night. My pleasure heightened Kazuya's, making him more passionate than ever.
"Kazuyaaa...K-Ka...zuya...." I moaned his name through shaky breaths. I wanted him. I wanted him so much that the delay was like exquisite torture. I moved myself against his body, an act that made him growl deeply.
"Jun!"
My eyes snapped open. Someone else was calling me from outside. I fixed my eyes on the door. Kazuya didn't notice or perhaps, chose to ignore my brief pause. He moved to my face again and started kissing me.
"Jun? Are you there?"
My heart almost stopped when I recognized the voice. I quickly pushed Kazuya away. He pulled his face from mine and glared at me.
"What?!"
"Kazuya, shhhh!" I put my forefinger over my lips and listened.
"Jun? Hello? Jun?"
"Who's that?" Kazuya whispered.
"Oh, my God!" I rose out of the water and put on my robe. "Kazuya, it's my aunt! She always shows up when I least expect it! Oh, what do I do?! What do I do?! If she sees you...it's going to be a disaster!" I hurried to the door.
"You're going to leave me here?!"
"I'll need to distract them. I'll see you later," I ran out the hot bath and entered through back door. I would've rushed to my room to put on some clothes but my aunt saw me.
"Jun! How are you?" she walked towards me with wide, open arms.
"I-I'm fine, Aunt Mitsuko," I smiled nervously and hugged her.
"Sorry for barging in," Aunt Mitsuko apologized. I noticed that she had more gray hairs now. As usual, she tied her hair in a bun. "I was worried when you didn't answer. Someone told me that you've already come home. Why didn't you inform us?"
"S-sorry. I...forgot."
"Well anyway," my aunt waved off the topic. "You better go dress up. Mother and Tetsuma are in the living room. They're so anxious to see you."
"Grandmother? Uncle Tetsuma?" I gulped. It's hard enough that my aunt is here...but my uncle and grandmother too?!
"Yes. What's wrong? Don't you want to see them?"
"I do! But...I have to get dressed. Excuse me," I hurried to my room. I changed into a light pink kimono with a floral design and hastily brushed my hair. I made one last stop to the kitchen and prepared some tea. By the time I arrived in the living room, my relatives had settled themselves by the table.
"Good evening," I bowed and started distributing the cups.
"Jun! You've grown so much!" Uncle Tetsuma laughed as he adjusted his specs. "Just goes to show how old we are, eh, Mitsuko dear?"
"You only get old if you feel old," Grandmother Kaoru retorted then riveted her sharp gaze on me. I shifted my eyes away and knelt beside Aunt Mitsuko. I've never really been comfortable with my grandmother. Ever since I could remember, she has this quick temper and the words she used often stung. I saw how my cousins cowered before her. However, she's never scolded me...not once. But she didn't make me feel like a real granddaughter either.
"Look at me, girl," Grandmother Kaoru ordered. I obeyed immediately. She narrowed her eyes and focused at me intently. I fidgeted with my fingers under the table. I could almost feel her searching the depths of my soul.
"Give me more tea," she barked.
"Mother!" Aunt Mitsuko chastised.
"Please," my grandmother added, her tone unchanged. I poured her cup to the brim and sat back again.
"Anyway, Jun," Aunt Mitsuko put her hand over mine. "What will happen to your job now? Are you going back to the city or will you be staying here?"
"WWWC gave me a few months break from work to recuperate from my wounds and--"
"Jun, are they--"
All heads turned to the voice that interrupted me. If I could've fainted then and there, I would have. Kazuya was flabbergasted for a moment but he regained his composure and bowed to my guests. He wore a blue traditional Japanese clothing for men. His hair was still wet, yet neatly brushed. I know he would hate me for even thinking this, but he did look a lot like his father.
"My, who is this young man?" Aunt Mitsuko asked out loud, turning to me for answers. Trying to control my wobbly knees, I stood up.
"A-Aunt Mitsuko, Uncle Tetsuma, Grandmother, this...this is Kazuya. He's--"
"I'm Jun's husband," Kazuya interjected. I widened my eyes at him. He gave me a furtive stare and I understood.
"You didn't tell us you got married, Jun!" Uncle Tetsuma declared.
"I...I was about to," I forced out a fake smile and ambled towards Kazuya, putting my arm around his hips. At this, he rested his arm on my shoulder. "Surprise," I chuckled.
"Congratulations!" my aunt and uncle both stood up, eagerly shaking the hand of their new "in-law". My grandmother didn't. Instead, she narrowed her eyes even more.
"Come, come. Join us," Uncle Tetsuma gestured for Kazuya to sit down. I sat beside Kazuya while Aunt Mitsuko sat beside her husband. "You should tell us all about yourself, Kazuya."
Suddenly, my grandmother stood up.
"Jun, can I speak with you for a moment?" she said sternly.
"Mother, can it wait? You should get to know your grandson-in-law," Aunt Mitsuko stated.
"Humph," Grandmother Kaoru turned her back on us and waved her cane to the front door. "Outside, Jun," she started to hobble out the house. I gave Kazuya a stay-put look and went with my grandmother. Before I closed the door, I heard my aunt mumbling an apology to Kazuya about Grandmother's behavior. I followed Grandmother to the well, where she finally turned to face me.
"Now, tell me. Who is that man?!"
"G-Grandmother, he's my--"
"Look me in the eye and tell me who he is!" Grandmother demanded. Words failed me this time. I could do nothing but bend my head down.
"He's not your husband and yet you're sleeping with him," she shook her head in disgust. "That's not how a Kazama should be!"
"Grandmother..."
"Don't start lying to me, girl," she snapped. "I see it in your eyes. You're not as innocent as before. And those blotches on your neck! Have you no sense of decency!? You didn't even bother to hide it!"
My hands flew to my neck and held on to my kimono. I should have been more careful! If I'd only thought of putting on a little powder...
"Is he the first?!" Grandmother spat. "Or have there been others?!"
"He's the first and only one," I felt insulted but I maintained a calm tone. She regarded me for a moment before speaking again.
"You know...I actually thought that of all my grandchildren, you were the one with the purest of hearts. That's why I didn't even bother disciplining you. I guess I expected too much."
I tightened my hands together. I couldn't bear to look at her now.
"You must leave him," Grandmother instructed. I snapped my head her way.
"What?! Leave him?! I can't--"
"You've already tainted the Kazama blood as it is!" Grandmother thundered. "This man has an evil aura about him. I wouldn't have been so intent in disapproving if I didn't sense it. I know you sense it too," she glared at me. "Well? Do you?!"
"He's not evil, Grandmother," I defended. "He's--"
"You think he's not evil because he's gentle with you? Is that it?!" she fired. "I thought you had better sense. Evil takes the form of what gives us the most pleasure!"
"B-But Grandmother..."
"Stay away from him, Jun," Grandmother hissed. "This man will bring you nothing but grief! If you don't put an end to it soon, you will be further consumed by his darkness," her prophetic words sent shivers of fear to my heart. She then started for the house.
"I hope, for your sake, that you will do the right thing. I won't tell any of these to your aunt and uncle, seeing that you still need their respect."
Grandmother left me in a daze. I could feel the tears stinging behind my eyes as I made my way inside the cottage. When I got there, Grandmother was ordering Aunt Mitsuko and Uncle Tetsuma out.
"Mother, it's too early to leave. You haven't even gotten to know Kazuya!" my aunt whined.
"I'll know him if I have to know him," Grandmother huffed. "Let's go! Tetsuma, hurry up!"
"I'll visit you again, sometime. Maybe we could have a bit of saki," Uncle Tetsuma shook Kazuya's hand, then mine. I watched as they walked down the path and disappear through the woods.
"You're grandmother's some piece of work," Kazuya snorted. He closed the door and gazed at me. "What's wrong with you? You look like you've just seen a ghost or something."
I couldn't utter a word so I simply gave him a blank stare.
"Look," he moved closer to me. "If it's because I introduced myself as your husband, it was the only thing I could think of. If I introduced myself as a friend, they'd be wondering what I'm doing here in your father's clothes. It's better to be one step ahead."
"Kazuya...you don't think there's anything wrong with what we're doing...right?"
"What? Of course not!" he almost laughed. Then, he turned solemn. "What did your grandmother say to you?"
"You think we have something special then?" I ignored his last question.
"W-Well...yes...Yes! Of course we do!!" he nodded as if he just realized it himself. "Why? Are you having doubts now?!"
"Kiss me, Kazuya."
"What?!"
I pulled his face to mine and gave him a long, hard kiss. I shamelessly tore at his garments and pushed him down on the floor. I was so angry! How could Grandmother think someone as wonderful as Kazuya to be so evil?! I took the evil away from him a long time ago! I'll show her! I'll show here once and for all that Kazuya's not the man she made him out to be!
I was in denial. I shut my grandmother's words from my mind as I continued to rain kisses on Kazuya's face.
"Jun, I--"
I silenced him with a deep kiss. I'm not going to let anything ruin this moment. Not now! I sat up and started fumbling with the knot on his waist. After I undid it, I attacked my own clothes, baring my skin to him.
"Stop it, Jun!" Kazuya tried to sit up but I pinned him down, clamping my mouth over his. Finally, he took hold of my shoulders and rolled to his side until I was under him.
"STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" he yelled, the veins on his neck straining. "What the hell is happening to you?!"
Like a river un-dammed, my tears broke free my eyes. I cried and I cried. I was sobbing so much that my whole body quivered all over. What was happening to me? Why was I acting this way?
Kazuya embraced me and rocked my limp body, stroking my hair and hushing my cries. He kissed my forehead softly and told me that everything was going to be alright. It was then that I found the answer. I love Kazuya. I think I loved him from the moment I set eyes on him sixteen years ago. Beneath his facade of hatred, that sensitive and kind boy was still there...and that's what I saw. To have someone tell me to stay away from him...it was too much! I can't leave him! I won't leave him! And by the way he gathered me gently in his arms...the way he planted kiss after kiss on my face just to comfort me...I'm certain he didn't want to leave me too...
Chapter VIII