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 IX : Forbidden Bonds
The moon's reflection on the crystal surface of Yakushima Lake became distorted as the stone I threw skipped five more times before sinking into the murky depths. For the last several hours, I have been sitting on the shores of the lake, wallowing in deep depression. At sun down, I had trekked my way out of the trees and on to the dock, hoping to run into Jun and set everything straight but I knew things will never be the same again. I didn't even have the guts to show up at her doorstep, for fear of another rejection...and another ghastly and lustful act fueled by my fury. I should've killed myself a long time ago. That way, I wouldn't be able to experience this horrible feeling that had been eating away at me since the incident at the cottage.
I buried my head in my hands. I never thought I'd need anyone as much as I need Jun. I didn't want to let her go. Perhaps that's why I attacked her when she pushed me away. No one had the right to tear us apart...not even her! She's mine! She should be mine!
"This is your weakness, Kazuya..." I thought. "You allow your anger to easily override your thoughts. Now, you've ruined the only chance for happiness you'll ever have..."
But then again, I'm still here. And as long as I'm alive, another chance will surely come my way. That was something Jun had taught me. Everyone deserves a second chance...even wretched men like me. But I don't want another chance if it's not with Jun. Will she ever forgive me when I myself refuse to do so?
Suddenly, I heard shouts and groans coming from the distance. I listened keenly and realized it was coming from the direction of the cottage. I ran into the woods, horrid thoughts of what could have happened running through my head. Was there a wild animal on the loose? Or poachers coming to invade the forests?
When I got to the cottage grounds, the blood drained from my face. I ducked behind the shadows, concealing myself from the seven or so men dressed in those all too familiar black army fatigues. What the hell were they doing here?! How did they know where I was?!
"We underestimated you, Ms. Kazama. Now, tell us where Kazuya Mishima is!" a deep voice spoke, causing me to take a peak. To my shock and horror, I saw one of the men, kneeling over Jun, who was lying flat on her stomach. The dirt had desecrated her soft skin and pearl-white kimono. But what really got my blood boiling was the way the man tugged on her raven hair while pressing a gun to her cheek.
"What do you want with him?!" Jun cried out vehemently.
"We were sent by Heihachi Mishima to eliminate him. Tell us where he is and we'll spare you."
I knew my father had something to do with this! I readied myself for an ambush.
"NO!!!" came Jun's defiant reply. "I'll never tell you where he is!"
I froze on the spot. I hadn't expected that. I was actually hoping she would tell them the truth about my whereabouts. That way, it would save her. Was she still willing to risk her life for me after what I did to her?
"Who is he to you, anyway?! Why are you protecting him?!" the man who straddled her demanded to know.
"O5!" another man called from the house. "I found this suitcase on the front porch. The target's possessions are in it."
"So..." the man they called O5 turned his attention back to Jun. "You were living with him?"
"What if I did?! Get off me, you bastard!!!" Jun writhed beneath him but he pulled her hair sharply, causing her to yelp.
"We could use her for bait," O5 declared. I watched in disbelief as he dragged her across the ground and slammed her head first into a tree. He knelt down once more and proceeded to tie her wrists behind her back. When he turned her over, her eyes were fluttering to a close, blood dripping down from her forehead.
I had very little memory of the events that followed after that; just vague impressions but no real recollections. I was so outraged at what they did to Jun that I might have gone temporarily insane. Amidst the screaming and gunshots, the only words that resonated in my deranged mind were, "Kill them! Kill them all!!!"
When silence finally came, it took me a few more moments to realize that I had a machine gun in my hands. I tossed the weapon and looked around. The bullet-riddled bodies of my father's mercenaries lay lifeless on the ground. I rushed to Jun's side and gathered her in my arms. Thankfully she was unconscious so she probably didn't see the terror I had done. Killing was nothing new to me, but I didn't want her to see me do it. I've already tainted myself in her eyes as it is.
I first cleaned and bandaged Jun's injuries and set her back in the room. After that, I walked out of the house and commenced the task of eliminating the evidence. I took the corpses to the very cliff my father had thrown me and there, heaved off their bodies and weapons as well. I watched the river's raging current carry them down stream and into oblivion. By the time I returned to the cottage, a heavy downpour had come, purifying the earth of the bloodshed that had taken place. Nature was on my side that night.
Focusing my thoughts back on Jun, I entered the cottage.
Jun's frightened cries woke me from a sound sleep. I opened my eyes to see her sitting up from the futon, her hands on her face as she continued to whimper. I quickly sat up and held her to me.
"Shhhh....shhh....it's alright. It's alright..." I crooned, running my fingers lightly over her hair.
"K-Kazuya?...."
"Hush now...you need to rest...."
"Kazuya...Kazuya..." she repeated my name, her voice fading with incredulity. Then, she began to cry.
"Kazuya!" she hid her face on my shoulders and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I could tell she wasn't sure if I was indeed there by her side. I hushed her cries, stroking the small of her back with my hand and rocking her gently back and forth.
"K-Ka...zuya...."
"Rest," I recurred and laid her back on the futon. She continued to stare at me as the yellow glow from the flickering candlelight played with the shadows on her picturesque face. A single renegade tear coursed its way down her cheek. I lay on my side and wiped it away. Jun put her hand over mine and pressed it against her face, clearly savoring the warmth of it. It amazed me far more than I had anticipated, especially since this was the very same open palm that hit her mercilessly several times. I moved in to enclose my arms around her, burying my face in the thickness of her shoulder-length strands.
"I'm sorry for what I did..." I apologized in a low voice. "And I'm sorry I wasn't there. If I'd only known..."
"You had the right to be angry," she interrupted, reaching out to hug me back. "I sent you away...rather harshly, without telling you everything."
"Why did you?" I asked softly and lifted my head. There was so much sorrow and turmoil in her shimmering eyes. After taking a deep breath, she began her thorough explanation.
"Last week...when my relatives visited and Grandmother Kaoru pulled me aside--"
"I knew that hag had something to--"
"Shh, Kazuya. Please," Jun pressed a single white finger on my lips. "That night, Grandmother confronted me and told me she knew that you weren't my husband. Grandmother always had this insight on knowing what's true or not. She saw right through me and forbade me to see you. She said that you're evil and that you would cause me nothing but grief. She even ordered me to throw you out at that very moment."
"But I didn't believe her. I still don't. That's why for the last several days, I avoided answering your questions about my abrupt change. I was protective of our passion...of us. I didn't want anything ruining it. And then...then..." Jun bit down on her lower lip but it did little to stop her quivering. With one shaky breath, she continued.
"This morning...while you were asleep, Grandmother Kaoru came over," she revealed. "She was shocked to learn that you and I were still together. She demanded that I leave you immediately but I didn't want to. That's when she told me the truth about who I am."
Jun took on a pained expression and closed her eyes.
"Ever since I was a little girl, my relatives had said that I was the chosen one. I never understood what it meant...until now that is. You see...twenty years ago, it had been prophesized that a child from the heavens, an angel, will descend upon this Earth to rid it of the devil that had come to fester the hearts of many," her voice had a note of something that was taken deep into memory. I seemed to anticipate what she was about to say.
"And I...am that angel. The chosen one..." she looked up at me with tears welling up in her eyes. Now I understood why I could sense nothing but purity and overwhelming goodness in her; why the animals never feared her.
"Apparently, I'm not a Kazama," she shook her head. "My foster parents found me in the forest and raised me like I were their own. However...as good or as divine as it may sound, this to me...is a curse. A blessed curse!"
Unsure of what to do after her sudden outburst, I simply tightened my arms around her. How could her angel blood be a curse?
"Kazuya...you are the devil in that prophecy!" she cried out. Fat tears descended from her lids. "The only reason we're drawn to each other is because of our impulse to seek out and destroy one another! Our confusion made us think otherwise. Destiny brought us to this world as enemies. Don't you see?! That means we can never and should never be together!!!" that's when she really began to bawl.
I pressed her closer towards me and kissed her bandaged forehead. For the longest time, all we did was to hold on to our tight embrace. The words of comfort and assurance that I had concocted all seemed insignificant or pathetic now. What can I say that could ease the pain in her heart...and mine as well? I could tell her that this was all probably a fabrication woven by her grandmother to keep us apart. But now that I think about it, Kaoru's words were plausible.
Devil and I were one...and possibly still are one. He's lingering deep inside me; my anger was his weapon, his malevolence, the blood running through my veins. And Jun...I've never doubted for once what she was since the first time I saw her. I could still remember her all those years ago: an innocent cherub who didn't need wings to be mistaken for one.
Tentatively, I drew her towards me and with gentle kisses and tender touches, said the consoling words my mouth couldn't form. I was afraid that after learning the truth about ourselves, she would push me away again. And I don't plan to object...this time, I won't object. She's an angel...too good for the likes of me. I'm not and will never be deserving of her.
But she responded. She kissed me back and welcomed me with open arms. From that point, everything was silenced. All I heard was the voice of my yearning: my need to be with Jun. No matter what anyone else has to say, I don't give a damn. I won't allow anything to tear us apart.
Jun unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it away from my torso while I untied her kimono, our lips locked in an illicit kiss. Maybe the knowledge that all this was forbidden, it made us more excited and rebellious.
Jun slid her palm kindly over the distortions of my scar. I held her hand to my pounding heart, sharing the beats which I knew were in unison with hers. I peeled her kimono away and instantly saw the scratch mark I had left on her shoulder. I looked at her, apologizing silently and bent down to kiss her wound. She curled her fingers on my flaring mane when I jetted my tongue out, lapping at her injury. I moved smoothly along her shoulders and to her neck whilst stripping the rest of our clothes off.
I bit down at Jun's neck, the sharpness of my teeth breaking her skin just enough to draw blood out slightly. I sucked and licked at the freshly made wound, content to finally have a taste of the purity than ran through her veins. She surprised me by leaning forward and nipping at the side of my neck, doing the exact same thing I was doing: tasting each other. I groaned at the pleasure of having her tongue sliding upon my own wound, causing and easing pain at the same time. When we finished, I gazed at the reddish mark on her neck, similar to mine. In this, we had staked our claim upon each other.
I lowered her face towards her and kissed her fervently, letting my tongue dance upon hers. Her soft hands traveled up and down my back, rubbing the tension out of my muscles. And when I prodded against her, she was only too eager to open up to me.
I lost myself in Jun's arms. Lust wasn't as much a part of our lovemaking that night as our need for reassurance was. There's nothing wrong with what we're doing! It shouldn't be forbidden! When two lonely people just want to be with each other, why can't the world just leave them be?!
I began thrusting gently inside her, her moans filling me with exhilaration. I moaned deeply as my breathing became hoarse and raspy with the passing of each pleasurable second. She wrapped her legs tightly around my hips, never wanting to let me go.
"Jun..." I groaned hotly. Just hearing her sweet name was music to my ears. "Jun...Jun...Jun..."
"Kazuya..." she whispered back in response. Soon, we were moaning each other's names, giving us the strength to go on until we both went over the edge simultaneously. After waiting for our hearts and our bodies to relax, I lifted myself away and settled beside her, my arms still enveloped around her petite form. She then rested her head between my shoulder and neck, her hand touching my cheek with tenderness and warmth.
"I don't care what Destiny holds for us..." I mumbled. "All I care about now..." I entwined my fingers over the strands of her hair and sighed, "...is you."
She turned sharply towards me, clearly in disbelief at what I just said. With my eyes, I assured her silently that I was telling the truth.
"One thing's for sure," I cupped her oval face in my palms. "What I had been suspecting for so long proved to be true. You are indeed...an angel," I gave a small smile and added, "...my angel."
"I love you, Kazuya."
I blinked hard and stared at her with wide eyes. Hers were even wider, as if she herself was surprised at what she had revealed. There was that feeling again...an overwhelming sense of light-heartedness that sent my mind reeling. Aside from my late mother, no one had ever declared their affection for me. And here was Jun: the one person who shouldn't love me. I never knew such generosity.
I was left speechless. If I tried to speak, I was afraid I might blurt out something that would break the spell. Moving in closer to her again, I collided my lips with hers. I made the kiss say what I couldn't with words, putting more emotion, warmth and passion in it than I ever had. When it was over, Jun beamed a beautiful smile my way, easing herself comfortably against my heaving body. Devil or angel, enemies or lovers, I knew one thing for sure: I didn't just love her. I adored her...
A/N: Awww...sweet. Hehehe. This fic I will definitely be even longer than the previous so watch out for it. Visit my site and sign up for the Kazuya and Jun official fanlisting!!! kazxjun.tk My jun/kazuya site and kazxjunfanlist.tk official jun/kazuya fanlisting
Chapter X