Chapter 7: Party in the club
The morning light shinned in the Chinese girl's room brightening up the flowers on her desk. She stretched opening her eyes and hugging her nice comfy pillow. She took the bed sheet of her body and sat up straight on her bed. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the alarm clock on her nightstand.
"It's 9.30. Better get up and fix breakfast." She stretched her arms and legs. Xiao got dressed in her everyday cloths and went to the kitchen. The place was a mess. She took out a frying pan and some eggs from the fridge. Hwoarang still wasn't up. Then the doorbell rang. It was Saturday, mail day. She went to the door to pick up the bills and over stuff. Xiao looked threw the letters.
"Water bill, phone bill, electricity bill, rent, love letter from Forest, pink smelly letter for Hwoarang, Williams Constructions notification, letter from mom and dad, bill...Wait a minute!" she looked back threw the letters. "Williams Constructions notification? Oh God! Oh God!" she opened the envelope and read the white peace of paper with typed writing on it:
-YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!! She screamed happy waking Hwoarang up
-What? What happened? Is the apartment on fire? Xiao ran to Hwoarang tackling him down and pinning him to the wall :
-Xiao, what the hell are you doing? Xiao hugged him still holding the letter in her hands.
-I've been hired! I've got a job at Williams Constructions! I have job, I have a job!!!
-Ok, ok! Now can you get of me?Hwoarang got up with Xiao still rapped around his neck. She finally let go and went to the kitchen to finish making breakfast. Hwoarang fallowed her and sat at the table:
-So how are we gonna celebrate?
-Don't know. I have to call mom, Miharu and Christie and...
-Calm down, before you get a hart attack! How about we go to a club.
-Sure. Tonight?
-Yah. At what time do you want to go?
-Seven?
-Ok. It's settled. Now, what's for breakfast?
-Bacon and eggs. Be ready in a sec. hey, I forgot to tell you, you have mail. She gestured towards the counter. Hwoarang got up and took the mail:
-Oh no. Not again.
-What? A fanatic admirer of yours?
-You can call her that way. She just won't get a hint.
-Who is she? Xiao turned to the table with two plates in her hand. Anyone I know?
-Yah, Asuka. She's becoming paranoid over here.
-Oh, I thought you liked her. She sat a plate in front of him. Hwoarang looked up at her.
-Nah, she was just a one night stand. If it would have been something else, Kazama would be barging threw that door again with an ax in his hand.
After breakfast Hwoarang left to check the car and to give it another coat of paint. Xiao went to have a friendly chat with Christie and to help her with Holly who was filling sick last night. She knocked on her friend's apartment door and a grumpy Eddy answered it:
-Yah. Hey, Ling, how are you? I see you still have your head on. He joked
-Ha, ha. Very funny, Eddy. Is Christie home?
-Yah. Come in. She's in the bathroom with Holly.
Xiao walked pass Eddy and went to the bathroom, where Christie was giving Holly a warm bath. Christie was standing on her knees in front of the bath tub and little Holly was splashing the water around her giggling and laughing. Xiao kneeled next to her friend:
-Hey, Christie. How's Holly doing?
-Hi, Xiao, I didn't see you come in. She's fine today, thanks for asking.
-I've been hired at the Williams Construction and me and Hwoarang are going to a club later tonight. Do you and Eddy want to come with us?
-Congratulation. Who came up with the idea? You?
-No, Hwoarang. So are you coming?
-Xiao! Christie sighted with a disappointed face.
-What? What did I say?
-Nothing. We...
-We're coming. Eddy continued standing in the doorway.
Christie got up with Holly in her arms gesturing to Eddy and Xiao to wait for her in the living room. Xiao sat on the sofa and Eddy served her a cup of coffee. A few minutes later Christie came in and sat next to Eddy:
-I'm sorry Xiao, but Eddy and I can't come.
-Why not, honey? Eddy asked.
-You forgot? We're visiting my...my...my Aunt Marge who just moved in Tokyo. Eddy looked awkward at Christie.
-We are? Christie stumped on Eddy's foot. Ouch! Yah, Xiao, we are. I'm sorry we can't come.
-Come on. I'm celebrating my new job and I want my best friends there! Xiao pleaded
-Sorry, Xiao, but Christie's aunt just popped out of nowhere. He gave his wife a look. And she needs our help.
-Well. She sat up. That's life. I'll see you tomorrow. Christie walked her friend to the door, and after Xiao left she turned to Eddy:
-Don't give me that look!
-So how's you're Aunt Marge doing? Last time I heard she was moving to the cemetery. She was planning a one way trip to the heavens.
-Eddy! I was helping Xiao, that's all.
-How, making her feel alone? She only has Hwoarang to go to the club now...
-Exactly, dummy! She has Hwoarang. She smiled
-Oh! Eddy smiled back. You're playing Cupid again? Last time you hocked Xiao up with Jin and look how they turned out.
-Yah, honey. But this is different. He really likes her and I can tell that she likes him.
-I don't know, Christie. That guy looks like trouble to me. I remember in the third tournament when he got drunk before his fight. He almost got arrested.
-Almost. But he's changed know. Since he's been here he didn't got drunk once, at least I think so. Anyway, if Xiao wouldn't have liked him at least just a bit, he would have been long gone.
-Ok, Ok. Do what you want.
Hwoarang was waiting in the hallway, playing with the car keys in one hand. He looked at his watch and sighted. He crossed his arms, tapping with his fingers from his free hand He looked at his watch again:
-Xiao, are you done already?
-Yah, yah. Be out in a sec. I just need to tie my hair.
-Just leave it like it is and let's go.
-Ok. I'm ready. She tapped Hwoarang on the shoulder. He turned around and was stunned. Well? How do I look? She was dressed in her pink silky dress from Miharu, her hair untied and warring a pair of sandals with straps and butterflies. She looked amazing.
-Umm, grate, you look grate. He finally said. Let's go. He opened the door for her.
They went to the new "Mizushoubai Club" (for the curios ones: it means night life) witch had opened last week. Hwoarang and Xiao went in and took a sit at a table. They ordered drinks and then started talking as usual:
-So, aren't Christie and Eddy coming? The Korean asked.
-Nope. Christie's aunt is in town they're visiting her. One thing puzzles me thou.
-What?
-I thought Aunt Marge was dead. I even went to her funeral. Maybe it's another aunt of hers and I didn't hear right.
-Yah. Hwoarang nodded with a smirk on his face. Xiao looked at him.
-What? Did I say something funny?
-No. I was thinking of...of my own aunt.
-So the loner has a family. She laughed. You know, I was always curios if you had a family or something. So, any mom or dad?
-Well actually no. I never knew my mom, and my dad, when I was five or so, left me on the streets. My master took me in when I was ten and he was my only family. And my aunt, that's a different story. She came at the dojo once pretending that she should take care of me. What was there to take care of? I was fourteen and I didn't need her. Xiao laughed. Something funny?
-I'm trying to imagine you at fourteen. A real hart breaker, ha?
-Umm, no. Try zit problems, skinny and black hair. Xiao laughed again.
-You? Zits, skinny and black hair? When did you fix those?
-The next few years. Now, how were you at fourteen?
-Very cute and pink. Kinda like the first time we met.
After a half an hour they got hungry and ordered a pizza. They ate pizza and remembered the old Iron Fists whit the good and bad moments. After another hour, Xiao got up, taking her purse:
-I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back in a few minutes.
She pushed her chair under the table and went towards the bathroom. While passing a table she herd giggles and her name called out. She turned around to see Julia and her geek friends pointing and laughing at her. Xiao didn't bother to talk to them and she went on her way. Julia got up and went to her, putting her hand on Xiao's shoulder:
-Wait up, pinky! She giggled, evidently drunk. I've got something to show you? Xiao sighted and turned to her ex-roommate.
-What do you want, Julia?
-To show you my ring. She waved her fingers in front of Xiao. A big diamond sparkled on her finger catching Xiao's attention. Pretty, isn't it? Jin gave it to me, along with a proposal. Xiao was stunned. In a few days I'm going to be Mrs. Jin Kazama. What can I say? You tried for years to bag him and I did it in a couple of weeks. She laughed shoving her ring in Xiao's face.
Xiao pushed her hand away and went back to her table. A tear was forming in her eyes but she whipped it away and sat back on her chair. Her smile faded and her face blank:
-Let's order something to drink.
-Sure. What do you want? A soda? A Coke?
-A Bloody Marry. Her eyes half closed. She took a bite out of her slice of pizza and whipped her moth with the napkin on the table.
-Can you repeat that? Hwoarang asked a bit dazzled by Xiao's mood change. A Bloody Marry?
-That's right. Or some vodka. What ever they have.
-Are you trying to get drunk?
-I don't know and it's not your damn business! She snapped.
Hwoarang ordered the drink and then sat back in his chair with his arms folded, watching Xiao gulp down her glass of alcohol. Xiao's face went red and she smiled. After another glass of the strong drink Xiao couldn't stop smiling. She got up and went to the dance flour waving to Hwoarang to come with her. He shook his head and Xiao laughed. She danced around the flour with erotic moves rubbing herself on every guy near her. She caught the attention of a tall blond guy who started hitting on her. Xiao winded her body to the rhythm, moving her hips and shoulders like crazy.
He notice her stop and then talking to the blond guy. The guy rubbed her cheek affectionately but Xiao pushed his hand away. The guy got mad and slapped her over the face Xiao stuttered to a side. The blond guy laughed and took his hand back to hit her again. But he stopped. Hwoarang was holding his wrist tightly. The guy smelled of alcohol:
-What's your problem, dude? I'm just having some fun with this bitch here. Hwoarang tightened his grip and turned his wrist. The drunk yelled out.
-Don't call her a bitch! Got me? He let go of the other man's wrist and leaned down to help Xiao get up. Xiao was laughing like a crazy person.
The guy turned to Hwoarang and hit him in the ribs with his shoe. He fell on his knees for a second then got up with an annoyed face. Hwoarang took his stance and hit his adversary with two punches to the face a kick to the knees and one to the head making him fall down cold:
-You're not the sharpest tool in the box, are you buddy? C'mon Xiao, let's go! He helped the Chinese girl get up and lean on his shoulder for support.
They left the club and went to the car. Hwoarang helped a sleepy Xiao sit in front then closed the car door shut. He got in on the seat next to her and drove out of the parking lot. At about halfway home the car was starting to move its balance on one side. Hwoarang stopped the car in front of a small play ground and took a look at the tires. The one on the left side in front had a flat. He looked in the trunk for a spare then remembered he had took it earlier when he had made a routine check-up on the car. Took his cell phone from his coat pocket and phoned a repair shop. There was no answer. He checked his watch. It was almost midnight. He took a seat on a bench in front of the car.
"Grate! Let's see: My ribs hurt like hell, that fucking idiot caught me off guard, the car has a flat, its midnight and everything's closed, I don't have enough money for a cab and Xiao's drunk. It can't get any better then this." He looked at Xiao who was getting out of the car. She made two pirouettes and landed next to Hwoarang with her head in his lap. He caught her head before she could hit it on the rough surface of the bench. She laughed:
-What's so funny? He mumbled.
-You know, faith loves screwing-up my life. She took away my one true love, she gave him to Julia, and now he asked her to marry him. And just to make it worse she gave me you as a roommate. Hey, Bob, do you have any cigarettes?
-My name's Hwoarang and no I don't have any. He calmly said knowing that the alcohol was doing all the talking for Xiao.
-What kind of badass are you? You don't get drunk, you don't smoke, and you don't hit on me. What's wrong with you, red? I thought red heads have the most "fun". What? I ain't sexy enough for you? She giggled closing her eyes and cuddling at his chest.
Hwoarang looked down at her. Her angelic face looked so peaceful. Her creamy skin shivered in the cold night breeze. He placed an arm over her waste and a smile made its way in the corner of her delicate pink lips. Strands of her hair covered up her sweet face. He smiled and gently removed them admiring her beautiful features. Her lips looked so delicious, just begging to be kissed.
He took her up a bit, making her sit on his lap. She rapped her arms around him still having her eyes closed. Hwoarang leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips savoring every inch of them. Xiao opened her eyes and punched Hwoarang in the face getting up from bench. She straightened up her dress turning away from the red hared Korean:
-I'm not that drunk, Hwoarang!
He got up and followed her back home.
Next day Xiao was sitting in the living room watching T.V. with a pillow in her arms. Hwoarang came in sitting next to her:
-Hey. How you filling today?
-Horrible. My head and face hurt like hell.
-That's what you get for drinking a Bloody Marry when you know you get easily drunk. He laughed making Xiao feel cranky. C'mon. He got up. Let's get you something for that headache and fix up that ugly bruise on your cheek.
He went to the kitchen and Xiao fallowed him still hugging the pillow. He gestured to her to take a seat and went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. Hwoarang stood on a chair in front of Xiao pressing with a facial tampon on her bruise. Xiao's face twigged:
-Sorry. I'm not that good when it comes this. He pressed gentler on her cheek. Better? She nodded.
Xiao looked at his face with regret. He had a bruise of his own on his right cheek where she had hit him last night. But he didn't mind. She felt guilty. He had defended her in the club when that jerk tried to hit her again and this was her thank you? She looked at him. He looked grate, dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans and a sleeveless tight black t-shirt; He's feline eyes half closed and his lips slightly curved. He wasn't paying attention to her, being to busy fixing up her bruise. She could feel his body closer and closer, his lips a few inches from hers. "Why do you have to be so damn cute? I can't stop staring at his lips, I wish I could kiss you, I want to kiss you!"
"How can she make me hate her one night and the next day want her even more? You look delicious even with a bruised face; I just wanna kiss you right now." He looked back in her eyes and he smiled rubbing her face affectionately with his finger tips. She pushed her seat closer to his and dropped the pillow from her lap.
"I'm stupid, stupid, stupid! I can't take it anymore! I want you! I want you so, so, soooo much! I only hope you still want me." She smiled rapping her hands at the back of his head and kissing him on the lips. He took her by the waste pulling her body closer and kissing her back. Hwoarang stood up taking Xiao's creamy body up in his arms. He kissed her gently again and walked with her to his bedroom.
A/N: No way! I'm not continuing this. Let them have some privacy, man! ï