Life So Complicated
By Indigo Siren
Disclaimer: Tekken is © to Namco. I do not own any of the characters involved, besides the ones of my own creation. I am not making any money from this fan fiction; it is just for fun. All rights reserved.
Chapter 4
'You have 1 new message.'
"Oh? I do?" Miharu looked surprised as she checked back to her laptop after coming back from the kitchen with a nice, hot drink of cocoa. She settled back into her swivelling seat and clicked on the little smiley face icon to call up another screen.
"From… The-Yellow-Ribbon-Bunny-Girl…" Miharu burst out laughing. "Definitely Xiaoyu!"
'Dear Mi-Chan,
Wow, it's been, like, ages! I would have e-mailed sooner but as you know, University work keeps coming in, and then I have to help out at the bookstore on campus. It sure is a hassle! So anyway, besides my idle complaining, I guess I've been pretty good. Everything has been going great, and I'm having so much fun!
Julia is so nice to let me stay with her, but she is always nagging! Have to be tidy to the extreme! Oh, she's nagging me now for calling her a nagger! Typical Julia! Hehe!
I like going to stay at her mother's place! It's on a reservation! Lots of nice native people there and they are really cool to listen to! You should come to America and hang out at these cool places! It's so exciting… though, it isn't Japan! I do miss it a lot, and all my friends. You'll have to hug Rubi and everyone because I know you'll see them before me.
I may end up visiting Hong Kong soon to see my family while my University is sending us out to work in overseas businesses. It's a hectic project idea, but it will be fun to be back on more common ground. Hurrah for that!
Oh yeah, Lei says hi! Yeah, he's here at the moment visiting Julia. He's in America working for a while on an International case. It's a tap nose secret thing, so, no telling anything. Tee hee. (Between you and me, they are really getting along well again. He is arranging to come over a lot when he gets time off. Who knows what the future holds?)
Okay, so I've blabbed enough about myself. Tell me how you are doing, what's happened recently and tell me how Jin is doing too. You did say in your last e-mail that he is with you now, right? Very encoded message you sent.
Give me all the gossip, no leaving things out.
Reply soon!
Love, Xiaoyu'
Miharu sighed, cracked her fingers and hit the reply button. "Here goes."
'Dear Xiao-Chan,
I'm glad to hear that you are doing well. You've settled in well, and you were complaining that you'd crack under all the stress and what not? A definite change from what you e-mailed me the time before. Oh well, as I say, good to hear.
Nice to hear Lei and Julia are seeing each other again. I thought it would fall through after the tournament. Well, good luck to them. (Hope I make them blush!)
University is going good. The course is always interesting, though there are times when you just want to grind your brains into the ground when you get to the boring bits. (Or have boring teachers!)
Kyasha is such a cool new friend. I told you about her last time, didn't I? Well, she has been keeping me on my toes. Rubi too, lets not forget her.
Jin is around and doing well. I'll tell him you said hi.
Nothing much happening. Chores to be done around the apartment, my work always cropping up when I don't want it to… Oh, yeah, and I'm pregnant.
Well, talk to you soon.
Love, Miharu.'
She pressed the send button and sat back, draining her mug, tapping her feet together. She checked the clock. After two o'clock; Jin wouldn't be back for a few more hours, and especially since he promised to work into the evening that day. She had been in University from nine till half twelve and had finished up for the day. It was just nice to kick back and relax.
She took away her now empty mug to the kitchen and decided to engage in washing the dishes, pretty much bored for anything to do.
She whistled a song that had recently been on the radio as she filled the sink with hot water, squirting in far too much washing up liquid, though she loved to do it to make the water the biggest foam bath. What did she care anyway? She scrubbed away without a care in the world.
It was about ten minutes later that she'd got through the pile of dishes. It was always a meaning to do job, and she'd normally do it, unless she managed to sneak off to sleep instead of doing so. Jin never asked, he was oblivious to her doing so. Of course, the job would just sit there waiting for her. Why ignore it?
It was just after she'd washed the last plate when the phone started ringing in the lounge. She sighed and grabbed a towel, drying off her hands as she quickly scurried to answer it.
She stuck the phone piece to her ear, pinning it with her shoulder as she still dried her hands.
"Hello?"
"PREGNANT!"
She leapt slightly. "That mail got through quick!"
"I'm doing an essay electronically and I got your message moments ago," Xiaoyu said. "But really… PREGNANT! You better not be kidding me!"
"Nope, I'm not," she admitted.
"Woah…" Xiaoyu paused for a second. "… Is it Jin's?"
Miharu had to chuckle slightly. "Yes, Xiaoyu, it is Jin's."
"So, he is hanging around your apartment then?"
"Pretty much sharing half," she told her, wandering to sit down in a chair.
"Wow! I'm going to be an auntie!" Xiaoyu giggled. "And I'm not in the country either, such a bummer!"
"Oh, don't worry!" Miharu assured. "There is nine months worth of oven cooking before the cake is done."
"I'm so shocked…" Xiaoyu was just pretty much consumed with laughter. "How long? How long?"
"Slow down," Miharu said, grinning. "I'm a few weeks gone."
"Only? No kicking yet?" Xiaoyu sounded disappointed.
"No, not yet. But I'll be dreading that. Going to be strange!" Miharu leaned back in the chair, switching ears with the phone. "Hey, wait, isn't it quite late down your end?"
"Late evening, but not too bad!"
"Oh, okay!"
There was a suddenly a lot of background noise to where Xiaoyu was. Miharu blinked listening in. Sounded like people had entered the room with Xiaoyu and one was sounding surprised. Xiaoyu was saying something to them, and then there was a shifting between voices as it sounded like the phone was changing hands.
"Pregnant!" Came a new voice.
"Is that you Julia?" Miharu asked.
"Yes! Wow, Miharu, you? Pregnant? That's a thought and a half!"
"Yes, it's true," Miharu said.
Julia gasped. "Oh, congratulations! Who's the father?"
Miharu decided just to come out and tell her. "Keep it under your hat, but… Jin."
"Jin… as in, Jin Kazama?" Julia inquired, quite surprised.
"Yes, that Jin."
"I thought he was missing?" She asked.
"Half and half. He doesn't know whether he wants to be missing or not."
Julia gave a slight cough. "Okay…" The confusion was evident and it made Miharu laugh.
It was surprise when Lei came on the line to replace Julia. "This is quite the news story."
"Oh! Hello!" Miharu piped up, quite happy to hear the Chinese man's voice again.
"That's fantastic that you're going to be a mother, though, I don't want to be rude in asking… Don't you think you're a bit young? You're nineteen, right?"
"Yes, I'm nineteen, and I've been rather thoughtless about age. What comes, comes," Miharu said.
"True, if it's want you want, go with it," he agreed.
"At least you aren't giving me a lecture," Miharu said laughing.
"What has your father said?" He asked.
"I… haven't told him yet," Miharu admitted.
Lei gave her a disapproving grumble. "Maybe you should think about it."
"I will, I promise. By the way, glad to see you and Julia are getting close again." She couldn't help but chuckle.
He cleared his throat, obviously embarrassed. "Yes, well, she's a nice girl and I couldn't miss out on seeing her again."
"Make sure you do. And I want to see you and everyone again. It's so boring with this set routine," she said.
"I will be visiting Japan again in the next few months. I will book a day to come and see you," he promised.
"Thank you! That would be cool," she said.
The line changed again back to Xiaoyu. "I'll see you again too, when I get time."
"I know you will, Xiao, I know you will."
"Okay, we have to go before we run up the phone bill," she said sadly. "Keep in contact, okay?"
"You know I will. You're my best friend, Xiaoyu."
The Chinese girl was touched. "You're so great. I wish you'd come with me."
"I guess I feel Japan is home enough for me," she honestly admitted. "America is good for a vacation, but I wouldn't want to be there for extended periods of time."
"Your choice, and I will get you to visit here, no doubt about it," she insisted.
Miharu smirked to herself. "Yeah, I know you won't give up easily."
"Alright then, you take care of yourself."
"You too."
"Bye!" It was then the background erupted with byes from Lei and Julia. "Hehe, they say bye."
"Alright! Bye!" And Miharu hung up, slumping back slightly.
Damn, she missed Xiaoyu.
***
The sky was alit with colour as the sun began to set in the distance. Fiery orange melded with a soft lilac as it painted all the way to the horizon where a shimmer of yellow started to make its descent, taking away all the brightness that had been of the daylight sky.
Jin stood staring up at the sky with fascination. He'd had to admit it had been years since he'd really appreciated looking at the sky with a sense of calm. After the recent situation that had cropped up, he needed all the calm he could muster.
The people across the street from him were starting to give him strange looks. He was just standing there, staring at the empty sky; they'd stared up too, but didn't understand what the heck he was looking at. He finally noticed their staring eyes, which averted as they went on their way. He decided he should do the same.
'People just don't seem to recognise the little things that are beautiful,' his mind muttered. 'I see no problem in staring up at the sky. It's quite wonderful come to think of it.'
He dug his hands into the depths of his coat pockets as he felt the chilliness of the air began to creep in over him.
He came to the crossing on his street, and stepped out, switching sides to arrive at the front of the apartment building.
He stopped. He turned to the small parking area for the building.
Besides their neighbour, Mrs. Yamaguchi's old Toyota, there was another car there, one he didn't recognise. Not many other cars used the parking area, and if they did, they were pretty roughed up cars. But this one was a top model, sleek, black and shining as if it was brand new. It wasn't the type of car to fit the area.
He didn't know why he suddenly noticed this, seemingly could be nothing, but there was just something about the car that had his insides screaming. He was getting a bad feeling about it.
***
Miharu folded in the last T-shirt to go in her chest of draws. She sighed; glad it was the last of what had been a mountainous pile of clean laundry. The doorbell suddenly rang out loud through the apartment.
She turned and left the bedroom, shutting off the light as she went out to the hall to answer the door.
'Who on Earth could that be?' She wondered as she opened the door.
If she'd been a lesser woman she'd would have either wet herself or fainted in shock; but she wasn't. Instead, she stood there as if she'd been turned to stone by the eyes of Medusa. Her hand seemed to latch hard into the doorframe as she stood there, staring at the man before her. He just smiled, ignoring this sudden scared reaction to him.
"Hello, Miharu," Kazuya said.
She just looked at him, not doing much else, unsure how to react to his presence. She swore deep down that she'd never have to see this man again, but that was asking too much. Her mouth refused to work to provide him an answer.
He chuckled. "Well, this is a happy hello, isn't it? Not pleased to see me?"
She bit her lip, and finally conjured a meek voice. "Well…"
"It's been a long time. It was very sad that the last time we met, I was so… harsh…"
She remembered the match beating he'd gave her like sudden slaps in the face and she instinctively stepped back. "Yes, you could say that."
He put up his hands, giving her a friendly smile, though she thought it was one of the scariest things she'd seen in a while.
"There is nothing to worry about. I'm not here to fight. I wish to talk with you… and my son," he said.
"Your son…"
"I know he lives with you, so you don't have to start playing games with me, it will just waste both of our times, and time in our situation is very precious." This scared Miharu slightly, but he only offered her a softer expression. "Please don't worry, I mean it when I say I'm here on peaceful terms." He looked down the corridor as if checking for spies. "Is my son here?"
"Well… not at the moment," she said.
"I need to wait for him. It's important," Kazuya told her. "Can I come in?"
"Well, I-I guess so…" She shuddered and stepped side. 'What am I doing? Inviting this man in is an easy ticket to death! I must be crazy! But if this man wanted to hurt me, he'd have done so already… and he could have done so many times before. Oh, my brain and body doesn't want to agree to anything lately!'
"Thank you kindly," he said, stepping inside. Miharu moved away from the door, going into the apartment for protection.
Kazuya was just about to push the door to when a hand slammed against the wood. He turned his head slowly and made eye to eye contact with his son. The burning hate from those two brown eyes could have made Kazuya cringe, but he took it, looking as unreadable as ever.
"What-are-YOU-doing-here?" Jin emphasised greatly on each word.
"I came to talk, son," Kazuya said.
Jin almost burst. "DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"Jin…" Miharu softly spoke.
Jin turned his eyes to the young woman. "Has he hurt you?"
"No."
"I didn't come to fight," Kazuya informed the irate young man ahead of him, who finally turned his focus back on him. Jin's brown eyes had melted into a deep, fiery red. Kazuya could feel his devil coming to life. His own blood was flaring as it picked up on this.
"Stay away from us," Jin hissed.
"You don't understand," Kazuya tried to implore, but Jin grabbed him by the collar and smashed him up against the wall.
"I won't let you destroy my life or hurt Miharu! Haven't you and my GRANDFATHER caused enough damage!"
Kazuya was trying to speak, but it seemed Jin would have rather choked him then let him speak, so his only option was to forcefully shove his son away from him. The only problem with doing that was that it just pissed him off even more. What had started out as a simple plan was slowly turning into a blood match.
"Jin, calm down," Miharu spoke up, but it was obvious Jin was only listening to his inner instinct as he attacked his father.
The skilled fighter he was, Kazuya dodged swiftly as Jin's speeding fist struck out and cracked against the wall, creating a nice little hole. He brought up his arm defensively as the young man's arm twisted around to strike him. He made a grab and held his arm in place, leaning in towards him.
"You don't want to start this," Kazuya warned.
Jin just answered this with a punch to the face with his free hand. Kazuya staggered back touching his cheek. He smirked, making Jin go nuts. The devil markings began to appear across his forehead, pretty much throwing all his repressing training out the window. Miharu stared in horror. Kazuya got in front of her.
"I think you should go somewhere safer," Kazuya told her. "This could get messy. You don't want to get hurt."
"Jin… please…" Her voice was dropping to a whisper as fear consumed her.
Jin let out a roar of frustration and went for his father again. The older man quickly pushed Miharu backwards as Jin crashed into him, the momentum sending both men sailing into the lounge and crashing through the large coffee table. Kazuya got his foot up into the man's gut and propelled him off, getting up quickly and whipping off his now damaged sunglasses, cracked on one of the lens.
'He isn't going to listen to reason now…' Kazuya thought. He watched the boy rise, two black wings sprouting from his back. 'Oh… great…'
A very vicious Devil-Jin was ready to dig his claws into Kazuya. He burned with the need to draw blood that his mind was falling in on itself. He was losing control. All he flowed with now was the idea of revenge on his bloodline.
With a fist swinging, he propelled himself at the older man ahead, blinded by fury. It was too little too late to stop himself and his blood red eyes barely caught Miharu stepping in the line of fire as he was literally on top of her.
"STOP!" She cried. For her troubles, she ended up taking the shot meant for Kazuya.
Kazuya was completely aghast by this sudden boldness of hers, which had come at a price. The poor girl was sent backwards, and luckily enough, he was in the path to catch her, stumbling back against the wall. She looked up at him with glazed eyes, trying to old onto consciousness, but failed miserably. Her eyes rolled back and she passed out, her body becoming a dead weight in his arms.
Kazuya looked up to Jin, who was in a crouch, staring at the pair with horror.
"Miharu…" His deep, rough voice rumbled.
Kazuya narrowed his eyes. "Now see what just happened. You were too intent on wanting to beat the shit out of me that you forgot that she could have got hurt." Kazuya moved to pick Miharu up in his arms carefully as not to harm her further. He never turned his gaze from Jin. "Now then, I think it's time you start listening to me."
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A/N: Opps! This has happened before! Oh dear! Poor Miharu! She never has the best of luck! Oh well, in the next chapter you'll find out what Kazuya has to say!
By Indigo Siren
Disclaimer: Tekken is © to Namco. I do not own any of the characters involved, besides the ones of my own creation. I am not making any money from this fan fiction; it is just for fun. All rights reserved.
Chapter 4
'You have 1 new message.'
"Oh? I do?" Miharu looked surprised as she checked back to her laptop after coming back from the kitchen with a nice, hot drink of cocoa. She settled back into her swivelling seat and clicked on the little smiley face icon to call up another screen.
"From… The-Yellow-Ribbon-Bunny-Girl…" Miharu burst out laughing. "Definitely Xiaoyu!"
'Dear Mi-Chan,
Wow, it's been, like, ages! I would have e-mailed sooner but as you know, University work keeps coming in, and then I have to help out at the bookstore on campus. It sure is a hassle! So anyway, besides my idle complaining, I guess I've been pretty good. Everything has been going great, and I'm having so much fun!
Julia is so nice to let me stay with her, but she is always nagging! Have to be tidy to the extreme! Oh, she's nagging me now for calling her a nagger! Typical Julia! Hehe!
I like going to stay at her mother's place! It's on a reservation! Lots of nice native people there and they are really cool to listen to! You should come to America and hang out at these cool places! It's so exciting… though, it isn't Japan! I do miss it a lot, and all my friends. You'll have to hug Rubi and everyone because I know you'll see them before me.
I may end up visiting Hong Kong soon to see my family while my University is sending us out to work in overseas businesses. It's a hectic project idea, but it will be fun to be back on more common ground. Hurrah for that!
Oh yeah, Lei says hi! Yeah, he's here at the moment visiting Julia. He's in America working for a while on an International case. It's a tap nose secret thing, so, no telling anything. Tee hee. (Between you and me, they are really getting along well again. He is arranging to come over a lot when he gets time off. Who knows what the future holds?)
Okay, so I've blabbed enough about myself. Tell me how you are doing, what's happened recently and tell me how Jin is doing too. You did say in your last e-mail that he is with you now, right? Very encoded message you sent.
Give me all the gossip, no leaving things out.
Reply soon!
Love, Xiaoyu'
Miharu sighed, cracked her fingers and hit the reply button. "Here goes."
'Dear Xiao-Chan,
I'm glad to hear that you are doing well. You've settled in well, and you were complaining that you'd crack under all the stress and what not? A definite change from what you e-mailed me the time before. Oh well, as I say, good to hear.
Nice to hear Lei and Julia are seeing each other again. I thought it would fall through after the tournament. Well, good luck to them. (Hope I make them blush!)
University is going good. The course is always interesting, though there are times when you just want to grind your brains into the ground when you get to the boring bits. (Or have boring teachers!)
Kyasha is such a cool new friend. I told you about her last time, didn't I? Well, she has been keeping me on my toes. Rubi too, lets not forget her.
Jin is around and doing well. I'll tell him you said hi.
Nothing much happening. Chores to be done around the apartment, my work always cropping up when I don't want it to… Oh, yeah, and I'm pregnant.
Well, talk to you soon.
Love, Miharu.'
She pressed the send button and sat back, draining her mug, tapping her feet together. She checked the clock. After two o'clock; Jin wouldn't be back for a few more hours, and especially since he promised to work into the evening that day. She had been in University from nine till half twelve and had finished up for the day. It was just nice to kick back and relax.
She took away her now empty mug to the kitchen and decided to engage in washing the dishes, pretty much bored for anything to do.
She whistled a song that had recently been on the radio as she filled the sink with hot water, squirting in far too much washing up liquid, though she loved to do it to make the water the biggest foam bath. What did she care anyway? She scrubbed away without a care in the world.
It was about ten minutes later that she'd got through the pile of dishes. It was always a meaning to do job, and she'd normally do it, unless she managed to sneak off to sleep instead of doing so. Jin never asked, he was oblivious to her doing so. Of course, the job would just sit there waiting for her. Why ignore it?
It was just after she'd washed the last plate when the phone started ringing in the lounge. She sighed and grabbed a towel, drying off her hands as she quickly scurried to answer it.
She stuck the phone piece to her ear, pinning it with her shoulder as she still dried her hands.
"Hello?"
"PREGNANT!"
She leapt slightly. "That mail got through quick!"
"I'm doing an essay electronically and I got your message moments ago," Xiaoyu said. "But really… PREGNANT! You better not be kidding me!"
"Nope, I'm not," she admitted.
"Woah…" Xiaoyu paused for a second. "… Is it Jin's?"
Miharu had to chuckle slightly. "Yes, Xiaoyu, it is Jin's."
"So, he is hanging around your apartment then?"
"Pretty much sharing half," she told her, wandering to sit down in a chair.
"Wow! I'm going to be an auntie!" Xiaoyu giggled. "And I'm not in the country either, such a bummer!"
"Oh, don't worry!" Miharu assured. "There is nine months worth of oven cooking before the cake is done."
"I'm so shocked…" Xiaoyu was just pretty much consumed with laughter. "How long? How long?"
"Slow down," Miharu said, grinning. "I'm a few weeks gone."
"Only? No kicking yet?" Xiaoyu sounded disappointed.
"No, not yet. But I'll be dreading that. Going to be strange!" Miharu leaned back in the chair, switching ears with the phone. "Hey, wait, isn't it quite late down your end?"
"Late evening, but not too bad!"
"Oh, okay!"
There was a suddenly a lot of background noise to where Xiaoyu was. Miharu blinked listening in. Sounded like people had entered the room with Xiaoyu and one was sounding surprised. Xiaoyu was saying something to them, and then there was a shifting between voices as it sounded like the phone was changing hands.
"Pregnant!" Came a new voice.
"Is that you Julia?" Miharu asked.
"Yes! Wow, Miharu, you? Pregnant? That's a thought and a half!"
"Yes, it's true," Miharu said.
Julia gasped. "Oh, congratulations! Who's the father?"
Miharu decided just to come out and tell her. "Keep it under your hat, but… Jin."
"Jin… as in, Jin Kazama?" Julia inquired, quite surprised.
"Yes, that Jin."
"I thought he was missing?" She asked.
"Half and half. He doesn't know whether he wants to be missing or not."
Julia gave a slight cough. "Okay…" The confusion was evident and it made Miharu laugh.
It was surprise when Lei came on the line to replace Julia. "This is quite the news story."
"Oh! Hello!" Miharu piped up, quite happy to hear the Chinese man's voice again.
"That's fantastic that you're going to be a mother, though, I don't want to be rude in asking… Don't you think you're a bit young? You're nineteen, right?"
"Yes, I'm nineteen, and I've been rather thoughtless about age. What comes, comes," Miharu said.
"True, if it's want you want, go with it," he agreed.
"At least you aren't giving me a lecture," Miharu said laughing.
"What has your father said?" He asked.
"I… haven't told him yet," Miharu admitted.
Lei gave her a disapproving grumble. "Maybe you should think about it."
"I will, I promise. By the way, glad to see you and Julia are getting close again." She couldn't help but chuckle.
He cleared his throat, obviously embarrassed. "Yes, well, she's a nice girl and I couldn't miss out on seeing her again."
"Make sure you do. And I want to see you and everyone again. It's so boring with this set routine," she said.
"I will be visiting Japan again in the next few months. I will book a day to come and see you," he promised.
"Thank you! That would be cool," she said.
The line changed again back to Xiaoyu. "I'll see you again too, when I get time."
"I know you will, Xiao, I know you will."
"Okay, we have to go before we run up the phone bill," she said sadly. "Keep in contact, okay?"
"You know I will. You're my best friend, Xiaoyu."
The Chinese girl was touched. "You're so great. I wish you'd come with me."
"I guess I feel Japan is home enough for me," she honestly admitted. "America is good for a vacation, but I wouldn't want to be there for extended periods of time."
"Your choice, and I will get you to visit here, no doubt about it," she insisted.
Miharu smirked to herself. "Yeah, I know you won't give up easily."
"Alright then, you take care of yourself."
"You too."
"Bye!" It was then the background erupted with byes from Lei and Julia. "Hehe, they say bye."
"Alright! Bye!" And Miharu hung up, slumping back slightly.
Damn, she missed Xiaoyu.
***
The sky was alit with colour as the sun began to set in the distance. Fiery orange melded with a soft lilac as it painted all the way to the horizon where a shimmer of yellow started to make its descent, taking away all the brightness that had been of the daylight sky.
Jin stood staring up at the sky with fascination. He'd had to admit it had been years since he'd really appreciated looking at the sky with a sense of calm. After the recent situation that had cropped up, he needed all the calm he could muster.
The people across the street from him were starting to give him strange looks. He was just standing there, staring at the empty sky; they'd stared up too, but didn't understand what the heck he was looking at. He finally noticed their staring eyes, which averted as they went on their way. He decided he should do the same.
'People just don't seem to recognise the little things that are beautiful,' his mind muttered. 'I see no problem in staring up at the sky. It's quite wonderful come to think of it.'
He dug his hands into the depths of his coat pockets as he felt the chilliness of the air began to creep in over him.
He came to the crossing on his street, and stepped out, switching sides to arrive at the front of the apartment building.
He stopped. He turned to the small parking area for the building.
Besides their neighbour, Mrs. Yamaguchi's old Toyota, there was another car there, one he didn't recognise. Not many other cars used the parking area, and if they did, they were pretty roughed up cars. But this one was a top model, sleek, black and shining as if it was brand new. It wasn't the type of car to fit the area.
He didn't know why he suddenly noticed this, seemingly could be nothing, but there was just something about the car that had his insides screaming. He was getting a bad feeling about it.
***
Miharu folded in the last T-shirt to go in her chest of draws. She sighed; glad it was the last of what had been a mountainous pile of clean laundry. The doorbell suddenly rang out loud through the apartment.
She turned and left the bedroom, shutting off the light as she went out to the hall to answer the door.
'Who on Earth could that be?' She wondered as she opened the door.
If she'd been a lesser woman she'd would have either wet herself or fainted in shock; but she wasn't. Instead, she stood there as if she'd been turned to stone by the eyes of Medusa. Her hand seemed to latch hard into the doorframe as she stood there, staring at the man before her. He just smiled, ignoring this sudden scared reaction to him.
"Hello, Miharu," Kazuya said.
She just looked at him, not doing much else, unsure how to react to his presence. She swore deep down that she'd never have to see this man again, but that was asking too much. Her mouth refused to work to provide him an answer.
He chuckled. "Well, this is a happy hello, isn't it? Not pleased to see me?"
She bit her lip, and finally conjured a meek voice. "Well…"
"It's been a long time. It was very sad that the last time we met, I was so… harsh…"
She remembered the match beating he'd gave her like sudden slaps in the face and she instinctively stepped back. "Yes, you could say that."
He put up his hands, giving her a friendly smile, though she thought it was one of the scariest things she'd seen in a while.
"There is nothing to worry about. I'm not here to fight. I wish to talk with you… and my son," he said.
"Your son…"
"I know he lives with you, so you don't have to start playing games with me, it will just waste both of our times, and time in our situation is very precious." This scared Miharu slightly, but he only offered her a softer expression. "Please don't worry, I mean it when I say I'm here on peaceful terms." He looked down the corridor as if checking for spies. "Is my son here?"
"Well… not at the moment," she said.
"I need to wait for him. It's important," Kazuya told her. "Can I come in?"
"Well, I-I guess so…" She shuddered and stepped side. 'What am I doing? Inviting this man in is an easy ticket to death! I must be crazy! But if this man wanted to hurt me, he'd have done so already… and he could have done so many times before. Oh, my brain and body doesn't want to agree to anything lately!'
"Thank you kindly," he said, stepping inside. Miharu moved away from the door, going into the apartment for protection.
Kazuya was just about to push the door to when a hand slammed against the wood. He turned his head slowly and made eye to eye contact with his son. The burning hate from those two brown eyes could have made Kazuya cringe, but he took it, looking as unreadable as ever.
"What-are-YOU-doing-here?" Jin emphasised greatly on each word.
"I came to talk, son," Kazuya said.
Jin almost burst. "DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"Jin…" Miharu softly spoke.
Jin turned his eyes to the young woman. "Has he hurt you?"
"No."
"I didn't come to fight," Kazuya informed the irate young man ahead of him, who finally turned his focus back on him. Jin's brown eyes had melted into a deep, fiery red. Kazuya could feel his devil coming to life. His own blood was flaring as it picked up on this.
"Stay away from us," Jin hissed.
"You don't understand," Kazuya tried to implore, but Jin grabbed him by the collar and smashed him up against the wall.
"I won't let you destroy my life or hurt Miharu! Haven't you and my GRANDFATHER caused enough damage!"
Kazuya was trying to speak, but it seemed Jin would have rather choked him then let him speak, so his only option was to forcefully shove his son away from him. The only problem with doing that was that it just pissed him off even more. What had started out as a simple plan was slowly turning into a blood match.
"Jin, calm down," Miharu spoke up, but it was obvious Jin was only listening to his inner instinct as he attacked his father.
The skilled fighter he was, Kazuya dodged swiftly as Jin's speeding fist struck out and cracked against the wall, creating a nice little hole. He brought up his arm defensively as the young man's arm twisted around to strike him. He made a grab and held his arm in place, leaning in towards him.
"You don't want to start this," Kazuya warned.
Jin just answered this with a punch to the face with his free hand. Kazuya staggered back touching his cheek. He smirked, making Jin go nuts. The devil markings began to appear across his forehead, pretty much throwing all his repressing training out the window. Miharu stared in horror. Kazuya got in front of her.
"I think you should go somewhere safer," Kazuya told her. "This could get messy. You don't want to get hurt."
"Jin… please…" Her voice was dropping to a whisper as fear consumed her.
Jin let out a roar of frustration and went for his father again. The older man quickly pushed Miharu backwards as Jin crashed into him, the momentum sending both men sailing into the lounge and crashing through the large coffee table. Kazuya got his foot up into the man's gut and propelled him off, getting up quickly and whipping off his now damaged sunglasses, cracked on one of the lens.
'He isn't going to listen to reason now…' Kazuya thought. He watched the boy rise, two black wings sprouting from his back. 'Oh… great…'
A very vicious Devil-Jin was ready to dig his claws into Kazuya. He burned with the need to draw blood that his mind was falling in on itself. He was losing control. All he flowed with now was the idea of revenge on his bloodline.
With a fist swinging, he propelled himself at the older man ahead, blinded by fury. It was too little too late to stop himself and his blood red eyes barely caught Miharu stepping in the line of fire as he was literally on top of her.
"STOP!" She cried. For her troubles, she ended up taking the shot meant for Kazuya.
Kazuya was completely aghast by this sudden boldness of hers, which had come at a price. The poor girl was sent backwards, and luckily enough, he was in the path to catch her, stumbling back against the wall. She looked up at him with glazed eyes, trying to old onto consciousness, but failed miserably. Her eyes rolled back and she passed out, her body becoming a dead weight in his arms.
Kazuya looked up to Jin, who was in a crouch, staring at the pair with horror.
"Miharu…" His deep, rough voice rumbled.
Kazuya narrowed his eyes. "Now see what just happened. You were too intent on wanting to beat the shit out of me that you forgot that she could have got hurt." Kazuya moved to pick Miharu up in his arms carefully as not to harm her further. He never turned his gaze from Jin. "Now then, I think it's time you start listening to me."
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A/N: Opps! This has happened before! Oh dear! Poor Miharu! She never has the best of luck! Oh well, in the next chapter you'll find out what Kazuya has to say!