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 Kazuya Mishima's point of view. It is also a sort of version 2 of my first fanfic, "As Purity Lay in the Arms of Evil". Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: Kazuya Mishima, Jun Kazama, 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 III : Desire to Touch
Silence was Jun and mine's constant companion for the rest of the day. Though the discomfort was uncannily eerie, Jun never left my side except to prepare meals and such. She just stayed in the room with me, crocheting or stitching a garment or two. At times when she thought I was asleep, I would see her look at me with such intensity, I had to shift my position to avoid the sparkle in her bright eyes.
Jun affected me in more ways than one and I hated myself for it. On the other hand, I was left in awe at how she could look me straight in the eye and not tremble in fear. She didn't see me as the twisted man that I am, but simply saw me as...me. Maybe that's why I felt this bizarre sense of well-being when I'm with her. She didn't consider me a threat and that put me at ease.
I woke up again and muttered to myself. I've been having trouble sleeping. My mind was so saturated with thoughts, it's just killing me! I turned to the clock. It was way past midnight but Jun wasn't in the room. Her futon, separated from mine only by a thin curtain, was empty and clearly unused. A few moments later, I heard the pitter-patter of her footsteps followed by the whooshing sound of the sliding door. I immediately pretended to be asleep but kept my eyelids open just enough to have a glimpse of her.
Jun carried a small kerosene lamp towards a corner of the room and opened the windows wide to let in some moonlight. She didn't have the benefits of electricity in her small cottage but she didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, she seemed to take delight in the simplicity of things.
Turning off the kerosene lamp, she settled down on her futon. After saying a short prayer, she laid down on the mattress with her back towards me. This was it. My escape was at hand. I waited a few moments longer before stealthily inching my way to the open window. I only managed a single step before a glimmer of white caught my eye.
I snapped my head towards Jun's slumbering form. Wasn't she just glowing a few seconds ago? I stopped and waited to see if she would wake but something else was keeping me glued to my bed. Kuso! Why was I hesitating?!
A cold breeze swept through the room, the curtain fluttering away to fully reveal every inch of her. Before I knew it, I was kneeling right beside her, admiring the softness of her hair with my fingers. I smoothed her black strands down her back, my hand grazing against her nape. Her skin...it was so smooth, I couldn't help but have a feel of it. I ran my hand gently on the base of her neck. I began to tremble. No...I...I must have more. I must feel more...see more.
I slid my hand soothingly along her shoulder, taking her kimono along with it. Her bare skin glistened under the dim light. My breathing became more frequent as a tight knot formed at the pit of my stomach. She was so soft...so smooth...her skin so flawless and supple. I had admired her from afar but actually getting to touch her like this brought a rush of excitement I've never felt before. I licked my dry lips and moved in closer. I have to have a taste of her...
"What do you have in mind, Kazuya?"
I froze at the sound of Jun's voice. Could she have been awake all this time? If so, why didn't she stop me the moment I touched her? Slowly, she sat up, straightened her kimono and turned to face me. Her expression was as calm as her tone.
"You're not planning anything stupid, are you Kazuya?" she asked when I didn't speak. "Because if you are, I won't hesitate to defend myself. You still haven't recovered from your accident so you probably know I have the upper hand this time."
She was right about that last part. I was only half-recovered from the fall and my bout with the fever. I tried to speak but my lips wouldn't budge. Another breeze invaded the room, making Jun's hair dance around her shoulders. The pale moonlight made her fair skin glow and her dark eyes bright. Damn it! Why did she have to be so beautiful?!
"I can understand why those thoughts would cross your mind," she nodded and gave me a small, tight smile. "You are, after all, a man with physical needs and desires. And since I am the only woman around, it's plausible, what you want to do. But I can't and won't be giving you what you want."
"Speak! Speak!" my mind repeated over and over again but I couldn't tear my eyes from hers. Then, she smiled: an act that made me more uncomfortable than I already was.
"Since we're both awake, we might as well have a cup of green tea," she stood up and exited the room. I sighed deeply and slapped my head, only to end up grunting in pain. I had forgotten about my wound.
I lay back on the bed and faced the window. Shit! What the hell's wrong with me?! I could have escaped but instead, I blew it! And for what?! A few seconds of pleasure?! Pleasure...oh, hell no!
I listened keenly as Jun made her way back in the room. I heard her slip a cup to my side but I didn't dare turn to her. I waited patiently until I was sure she had indeed fallen asleep.
I sat up and gazed at her. This time, she was lying on her back, the blanket up to her chin. Her pale skin was almost luminous under the pale blue moonlight, her heart-shaped lips also glistening under the slight illumination. I let out a shaky breath. She looked like an angel in her sleep. I reached out but stopped my impulse to touch her at the nick of time. It was then that a realization dawned on me.
I wanted Jun. I wanted her so bad that controlling myself became an extremely difficult task. I still couldn't understand what it is that draws me to her, but what I do know is that she's very special. And I'm not one to pass out on anything special. I have to make her mine. She will be mine! I'll make sure of that...
Chapter IV