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 VII : Brewing Storms
That night, Jun prepared a sumptuous feast. With the darkness engulfing all around us, I sensed her growing anxiety especially after the meal. I think she knew what I wanted. Yes...I still wanted her. The knowledge, that other men had desired her longer than I have, made me want to have her for myself even more.
In order to help her relax, I invited her to the living room, where we had a light conversation, beside the fireplace. It was awkward at first, but when I began to talk about what happened when I visited the town, she eased up. She even managed a hearty laugh or two before we fell into silence again. That's when I made my move.
It took only a single gentle kiss to pull her into submission. Things started off after that. My wanton desire for Jun seemed to have no end as I took her night after night. Every time I start to approach, she would offer one flimsy excuse after another. Surprisingly, I found it more amusing than annoying.
"Such innocence," I'd chuckle. "You're doing no worse than other women your age. Besides...you're better than any of them. You're special."
Her dazzling eyes would light up after that, all the resistance fleeing from her. No...I didn't say that simply to get her in bed. Jun is indeed, a very special woman; so special in fact, that at times I wondered if I ever deserved her. But then again, I've experienced too many hardships in life. I needed a break. And now that something utterly wonderful has finally come my way, I'm not gonna be stupid enough to lose it easily.
With Jun constantly in my arms, the weeks felt like days, the days like hours, the hours, minutes and the minutes, seconds. The hot and wild passion of our lovemaking kept us so close to each other that being separated was absolutely unthinkable. Nothing was ever old or dull. I think we both subconsciously made sure of that.
"How's the water in there?" I called from outside the hot bath while fanning the flames.
"It's just right," Jun replied from inside. "Thanks, Kazuya. You can stop now."
A sneer formed on my lips as I stood up and set the fan aside. Just a few hours ago, Jun had been talking about the famous hot springs of Yakushima which were unfortunately, a long ways off from where we are. I then offered to set up the old hot bath for her, which pretty much made her ecstatic. Of course, everything I do for her benefit, I also do for mine.
I hurriedly rid myself of all my clothes, only to end up shivering like crazy. Shit! I didn't realize the night air would be this cold! I set the garments on a neat pile. I opened the door and entered the hot bath, the warm steam relieving my freezing skin. Only half of Jun's face was on the water's surface but when she saw me, she almost jumped.
"KAZUYA!!" came Jun's surprised cry, her hands flying to grab the towel from her hair and shielding her nudity with it. I couldn't help but laugh. Her child-like innocence amuses me so. I closed the door softly and smirked.
"You look even more beautiful when you're frightened," I stepped into the heated water. "But I don't want to make you frightened..."
She cowered when I moved in closer. She hid her flushed face behind the damp towel. This time, I became rather annoyed.
"Come on," I complained. "You're acting as if you haven't seen me naked!"
"I...I'm just not...c-comfortable...wi--"
I cut her protest short by sitting beside her and prying the towel from her hands. She immediately crossed her arms across her bare breasts. I reached over and chucked her chin, pulling her face towards me.
"You're so innocent..." I whispered huskily, my arms finding their way around her trembling 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..." I clamped my lips softly on hers.
I felt her relax and slowly respond, our tongues locked together in a passionate kiss. I ran my fingers sensually down her spine, making her moan loudly and arch her back. I gathered her breast with my palm while my mouth moved to dance upon the hollow of her neck. In this, she put her hand behind my head, holding me to her as I continued to rain kiss after kiss on her collar bone.
With my free hand, I pulled her closer to me, guiding her until I had her put one leg over mine. I then teased and taunted her with my readiness. Unlike the first time wherein she became frightened at the feel of it, this time, she let out an excited, girlish giggle.
"You're exuberant tonight," I smiled licentiously at her and licked my lips. "I like that..." I lowered my head to her bosom, soaking and stroking her nipple with my wet tongue.
Jun's moans and eager responses were the driving force behind the intensity of our sexual act. I don't think I've ever seen her this thrilled and that just drove me mad. I wanted to take her straight away but doing so might end the pleasure in seconds.
"Kazuyaaa...K-Ka...zuya...."
SHIT! I hate it when she moans my name lustfully like that! It makes controlling my raging hormones so fuckin' hard! I wanted her bad! But I have to wait! I must wait!
As if things weren't difficult enough for me right then, she began to move herself against me. I growled throatily and suckled harder to try and distract myself. I was concentrating so much that I didn't notice Jun's brief pause. I drew my lips away from her aroused tips and moved towards her face. Suddenly, she pushed me back.
"What?!" I hissed.
"Kazuya, shhhh!" she hushed, putting a finger over her lips.
"Jun? Hello? Jun?" a woman's voice called from somewhere inside the house.
"Who's that?" I whispered. Jun's eyes shone with fright.
"Oh, my God!" she jumped out of the water and put on a 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!" she shook her head and ran for the door.
"You're going to leave me here?!" I demanded.
"I'll need to distract them. I'll see you later," she bade a hasty farewell and exited the bath. I sighed exasperatedly and slumped back on the wood, slowly submerging myself into the tepid water. Shit, shit shit!!! And just when things were getting hotter!!
I stayed under the water longer, blowing small bubbles out of boredom until I ran out of air. I sat up and grabbed a towel. My patience had all but disappeared after Jun left to entertain her aunt. I stepped out of the tub and dried my hair vigorously followed by the rest of my body. I tucked my lips in. Damn! I still have a hard on!! When's she gonna come back?!
I began pacing back and forth inside the small room. With each step, I became more frustrated and angry. I can't wait here all night! I need to have Jun now! I grabbed the towel again and swathed it around my hips. I hurried out the bath and through the back door, tiptoeing my way inside the room. I was hoping to find her there but when I didn't I muttered curse after curse at myself. I might as well put on some clothes.
I rummaged through Jun's father's old clothes until I saw a blue traditional Japanese clothing for men. It fit rather nicely, even though Jun's father had been of a smaller build than I am. After brushing my hair back into position, I walked out.
I heard Jun mumbling to herself in the living room. I relaxed, thinking she'd finally gotten rid of her relatives.
"Jun, are they--" my words caught in my throat. There, sitting around the small table, were Jun and her relatives: a middle aged couple and a feeble old woman with sharp, eagle-like eyes. They all turned their heads toward me. Jun, though absolutely lovely in her light pink kimono with floral patterns, looked like she was about to faint. I regained my composure and bowed politely at the visitors.
"My, who is this young man?" the middle aged woman, who I assumed to be the aunt, asked out loud. Jun stood up shakily.
"A-Aunt Mitsuko," she stammered. "Uncle Tetsuma, Grandmother, this...this is Kazuya. He's--"
"I'm Jun's husband," I cut in. Jun's eyes widened with what I said. I shifted my eyes at her and gave her a leave-it-to-me stare. She immediately understood.
"You didn't tell us you got married, Jun!" the old man named Tetsuma declared.
"I...I was about to," Jun smiled queasily at her uncle and ambled towards me, putting her arm around my hips. I instinctively put mine on her shoulder.
"Surprise," she chuckled.
"Congratulations!" Tetsuma and Jun's aunt, Mitsuko, stood up to shake my hand. It was quite uncomfortable, especially since the grandmother didn't budge from her spot. Instead, the woman narrowed her eyes accusingly our way.
"Come, come. Join us," Tetsuma gestured for me to sit. He and his wife moved to the opposite side of the table while I sat with Jun. "You should tell us all about yourself, Kazuya."
Suddenly, the grandmother stood up.
"Jun, can I speak with you for a moment?" she said sternly.
"Mother, can it wait?" Mitsuko chided. "You should get to know your grandson-in-law." My stomach churned when she said "in-law". I couldn't tell if it was good or not.
The old woman huffed and presented us with her back, waving her wooden cane at the door. It reminded me of that ticket inspector, Ryuji, making me grin with amusement at the memory.
"Outside, Jun," the grandmother ordered as she hobbled out the house. Jun looked at me worriedly but nonetheless, followed her grandmother out the door. Something didn't feel right.
"I'm sorry, Kazuya," Mitsuko bowed apologetically. "Just...just don't mind my mother. It's not you. She's always been like that to everyone...even to someone as sweet as Jun."
"Where's she taking her?" I asked.
"Who knows what goes on in her mind," Tetsuma shook his head softly and adjusted his specs. "She's old and set in her ways. She does that often: pull her grandchildren aside to talk to them...well, mostly yell at them. But she's never done that to Jun," he quickly added when he saw the look on my face. "Never. Not once. So they're probably just talking."
"Oh."
"So, Kazuya," Mitsuko poured me a cup of tea. "Tell us about yourself. How old are you?"
"Twenty-eight."
"Ah, six years older the Jun," Tetsuma sipped at his own cup. "When and where did you meet?"
"Uh..." I struggled with my answer. I was nervous now. I knew a grill session was at hand. "I...we met at the Iron Fist Tournament."
That one was definitely a lie. If I told them we met as children, they'd probably question me about the tragedy at the cliff and that was something I wanted to avoid.
"You mean the tournament sponsored by Heihachi Mishima of the Mishima Zaibatsu?"
"Yes," I tightened my hold on my cup upon hearing my father's name. I hadn't thought about him for a long time and now that it has been brought up, a sudden surge of loathing invaded my veins.
"Wasn't that a little more than two months ago?" Mitsuko declared with surprise in her voice. "That's pretty quick. It must've been a whirl-wind romance then. Or was it love at first sight?"
The couple waited for my answer. I actually didn't know what to say. I drained my cup to fortify myself and cleared my throat.
"I-it's...I...guess it was...a little bit of...both..." I trailed off. If that was a lie or not, I couldn't be certain. At that moment, I wasn't sure of anything anymore. That last question has stirred a lot of confusion in me, leaving my thoughts and emotions in turmoil.
"I can understand that," Mitsuko smiled. "A lot of young men like you have fallen madly in love with Jun at first sight. You're lucky she fell for you, too! Jun hardly pays attention to men."
"And you're also lucky Mother wasn't there to beat you with her cane!" Tetsuma laughed. "That woman can be a real ogre when it comes to protecting her grandchildren most especially Jun."
I didn't know why, but what he said made me deeply troubled.
"When did you ask her?" Tetsuma asked.
"Ask her?"
"To marry you?" he continued his sentence.
"Well...we...we went boating and I asked her there," I blurted out. In a way, that was true. "We got married by a judge around a week ago," I added so that they'd lay off on that topic.
"That's so romantic," Mitsuko sighed dreamily. "Why couldn't we have been like them, Tetsuma?"
"You made me wait five years before saying yes," came Tetsuma's exasperated reply. "Plus, there was your mother..."
As if on cue, Jun's grandmother, whose name I learned to be Kaoru, burst through the doors, her eyes narrowing menacingly at me. All of us stood up from where we sat.
"Mitsuko, Tetsuma, it's time to go!" she barked, waving her cane in the air again.
"Mother, it's too early to leave. You haven't even gotten to know Kazuya!" Mitsuko whined. I leaned slightly to the right to have a glimpse of Jun from behind her grandmother. She was oddly quiet.
"I'll know him if I have to know him," Kaoru huffed. "Let's go! Tetsuma, hurry up!"
"I'll visit you again, sometime. Maybe we could have a bit of saki," Tetsuma shook my hand and then Jun's before following his wife and mother-in-law down the path. When they disappeared from view, I closed the door.
"You're grandmother's some piece of work," I chuckled and gazed at Jun, who looked paler than usual. "What's wrong with you? You look like you've just seen a ghost or something."
She swung her eyes my way but didn't say a word.
"Look," I moved in closer to her and started my explanation. "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..." Jun began with an ominous tone. "You don't think there's anything wrong with what we're doing...right?"
"What? Of course not!" I almost laughed but stopped when I recalled what had happened several minutes ago. "What did your grandmother say to you?"
"You think we have something special then?" she asked, ignoring my last question.
"W-Well..." I hadn't meant to falter, but she got me to thinking. Do we have something special? As I thought about it more, the answer became clear.
"Yes...yes! Of course we do!!" I said vehemently, nodding my head with emphasis. A feeling of apprehension swept over me. "Why? Are you having doubts now?!"
"Kiss me, Kazuya."
"What?!"
Jun made an unexpected grab for my face, pressing her lips hard against mine. She tore at my clothes and pushed me down the floor, raining wet kisses on me. Though her actions woke my senses, it also left me bewildered. This wasn't the angel I knew. She was being too aggressive. And was that anger I saw burning in her eyes?
"Jun, I--"
She muffled my words with another deep kiss. Straddling me, she sat up and fumbled with the knot on my waist after which, she began tearing at her kimono
"Stop it, Jun!" I tried to sit up but she pinned me down, again, covering her mouth over mine. I have to put a stop to this! I don't want her this way! I took hold of her shoulders and rolled until she was underneath me.
"STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" I yelled angrily, my face turning hot. "What the hell is happening to you?!"
Suddenly, Jun started crying. She cried so hard that her whole body shook with her sobs. I embraced her tightly, rocking her back and forth. I hushed and kissed her tears away but still, her crying wouldn't cease. I was left with no choice but to try and comfort her as much as I could. I really hated seeing her this way.
I wasn't able to take her that night. All that crying had exhausted her so much, she fell asleep while still in my arms. I took her back to the room, where I laid her gently on our futon. I was left spending the rest of my sleepless hours touching her face lightly and wondering...wondering...
What was the cause of Jun's emotional outburst? Did it have something to do with how her grandmother pulled her harshly aside? Maybe...no, very likely. What did that old woman say? What does she know? How much does she know?! I have to find out. I need to find out before she ruins things for Jun and me...
A/N: Kazuya's twenty-eight here and Jun, twenty-two. Why? As I've said, this is set right after the Tekken Anime Movie. Though their ages weren't indicated in the movie, I took into consideration the official Tekken info and assumed Jun to be twenty-two since that was her age when she entered the tournament. And sixteen years ago, she did look like a six-year-old girl and Kazuya, a twelve-year-old (closing in on puberty which explains the height difference).
Chapter VIII