Schemes
DISCLAIMER: I still don't own anyone mention in this chapter. Damnit, Namco wants too much.
"You!" Jin said, looking at the lanky red headed Korean. "What do you want?" He jumped to his feet, glaring. The red head laughed.
"Nothing more then to put you in more misery then ever." He answered, laughing. He loved watching Jin recoil from him. "No, actually, on behalf of Xiaoyu I got you these. Just see the girl! She misses you, you know that right?" Hwoarang threw an envelope at Jin, and it landed at his feet.
Jin picked the envelope up, and opened it. Out spilled tickets to an amusement park. "You selfish brat. You couldn't even look at her, you don't deserve her." Hwoarang scoffed. "You ever hurt her again; I'll kick your sorry ass!" Then the tall Korean pivoted on his foot, and stalked away. Jin looked at the tickets. Then he turned and run to his room and dressed in street clothes.
Xiaoyu looked up from the bentou she was eating when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, and smiled. "Hwoarang!" She exclaimed. "Did you come all the way from Korea to see me?" She asked, and he nodded. "Oh, you're the best!" And she laughed.
"Why don't we stay longer? Rent a room at a hotel?" He offered. "My treat." Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.
"Oh yes!" she exclaimed, "Oh that would be lovely! But, I have to stop home and get clothing, because I didn't plan on staying longer." Hwoarang, smiled. "Why not buy new clothes."
Xiaoyu cocked her head to the side, smiling gently. "Well, that would be a good idea." She said.
Jin carried his bag down the many steps to the taxi waiting for him. He quickly ran off the address for the park, and off they went. He could never remember being so uptight about anything in his life. Not even when he had to fight his grandfather. Or when he found his mother gone...or fighting in the tournament for the first time.
Though, he could remember a flutter of his heart when he first saw her. She had snuck on to his grandfather's ship, and wrecked havoc. His grandfather, amused by this 16 year old hyperactive girl, let her fight in the tournament. He took her under his wing, let her go to Mishima High School, let her stay at his home. They shared a study together, where they did homework together. He was so rude!
She and Hwoarang spent detention together. He had thought they were so immature. But, still, she had good grades. Amazing!
"We're here, sir." The cabbie said. Jin pulled out his wallet, and handed him 20,000 yen. And then pulled his bag out of the car, he found his way to the hotel advertised on the brochure. Once he paid for his room, he sat on the bed of the room, thinking back to her.
He remember once when it was rainy, she had run out in a pink dress and played in the rain. She had pulled him out, and danced with him, ran in circles around him, jumped in puddles. And acted so childlike, he had to love her.
The Hwoarang came out, and he laughed at her, and he danced with her. And did everything with her he wanted to do. He had been such an arrogant brat to her, and she missed him. Hwoarang had something planned, and it wasn't in his best interest, that was for sure.
Xiaoyu lands on the bed, her black hair framing her elfin face. The supper short nightie rose up her theigh slightly, and Hwoarang throws a pillow at her. "Vixen." He said.
"Beast." She answered.
"I'm hurt. Your mean." Xiaoyu laughs.