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Oh yeah I forgot this last chapter.

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Bonds of Love Chapter 2

(P.S. any speaking in Japanese while they're in China will be in italics. )

A little while after the sun rose Ling Xiaoyu lazily toppled out of bed. "Mmm...What time is it?" Staring at her alarm clock, the young martial artist saw that it was eight am. Deciding that wasn't too early; she walked over to her closet to pick out an outfit for training today. She got dressed in a pair of black sweatpants with a matching sports bra and a jacket that ended right before her waist with a big bunny on the back. Next she put her hair up into high pigtails. Satisfied, she marched down the stairs ready to prove to her parents that she should leave for martial arts training.

She slipped down into the kitchen where her Mom, dad, and Uncle were waiting for her. "Hi!" she said happily, determined to have a good day.

"Oh Ling! You're up early. Are you ready for your Japanese lessons?" Ah man! Japanese lessons! I totally forgot about them. I don't know why my parents even bother. I'm already fluent, and that perverted old teacher is always staring at me. But...maybe if I'm good and don't complain my parents will let me leave for training sooner!

With that on her mind, Ling put on a smile and said, "I can't wait! Then after that, can I train with Uncle?" She put on her biggest puppy face and waited. Finally her father chuckled and answered, "sure, why not?" Seeing as her requests were met, Ling quickly sat down to breakfast. She loaded herself up with food, and after that she ran upstairs to grab her advanced Japanese books.

After about five minutes she came back down and saw that her Japanese teacher was already there. He was an ancient man with a short scraggily graybeard but no hair, and piercing black eyes that seemed to Ling as though he were looking at her naked. "Konnichiwa," she muttered, and she followed him outside to the porch where, weather permutable, they usually had their lessons.

"So, how have you been?" her teacher asked in Japanese. "Fine, and you?" Their conversations usually started like this, and since Ling was so fluent in Japanese, her teacher usually assigned her worksheets or essays. "Have you finished Taketori Monogatari (1) yet?" he asked. "Yes sensei I have. It was very interesting but I hated the end. Kaguya-hime was so mean to the suitors." The conversation went on like this until it was time for her sensei to leave. She bid him good bye before rushing to the nearby field for her training.

"Here I am Uncle Wang!" she exclaimed with a flourish. "Good he answered, Now do your warm up, and when you're finished I'll see what you have really learned.

Ling's warm up consisted of various warm ups, and when Ling finished she ran over to her sensei. "Ready," she said. They both took their places and bowed respectively to each other. Ling watched patiently, waiting for her uncle to make a move. Suddenly he came after her, incredibly fast for someone of his age. Ling was faster though, and she dodged to the right throwing a right-handed punch. Her uncle blocked it, but undeterred Ling used the Nutcracker before backing away slightly to use the phoenix twin kick. Her Uncle stumbled back disoriented, but before she could attack again he started a barrage of attacks leaving Ling unable to do anything but block. The battle progressed like this with neither person taking any advantage until about forty-five minutes later when Uncle Wang insisted they stop to take a break.

"Ling, you are improving. Both your speed and strategy are astounding, but you lack in strength and technique. Let us focus on that for now. He then taught her a series of complex drills meant to improve her technique.

The rest of the week followed in this pattern, and on the seventh day ling was so excited she was jumping off the walls (literally). That night after dinner Ling started to get up to help her mom put away the dishes, but her father's voice halted her actions. "Ling," he started, "about a week ago your uncle proposed to us that you go with him to study martial arts more proficiently. Your mother and I have decided it's your decision. Now, what do you wish to do?"

All eyes focused on Ling as they awaited her decision. They needn't wait long, and then Ling answered saying, "mom and dad, I want to go!" Uncle Wang looked pleased and her mother and father managed weak smiles before her mother said, "Ling, wait here." Ling obediently stood there until her mother returned a few seconds later clutching a small package. "I know it isn't much, but please take this."

Ling took the package and opened it, laying the packaging aside. Inside was a beautiful golden locket with a small heart shaped ruby in the middle of the pendant. Close to tears of happiness Ling gently opened the locket to see a picture of her a few years ago standing with her mom, dad, and Uncle Wang. The other side was blank.

Ling leapt into her mom's arms and tears of happiness ran down her face. She backed away, and while she wiped the tears from her face she asked timidly, "why is the other side blank?"

"This side," her mom answered, pointing to the picture, "represents your life with us. The other side represents your future. Leave it blank until you find some one you deem worthy of putting in there. I don't know when we'll see you again, as it's arranged that you'll be going to school there, but to me you'll always be right here." She pointed to her heart, and Ling smiled before kissing both her parents on the cheek and ascending the stairs to pack.

After she was packed her uncle asked "are you ready?" Ling took one last look at the house she had grown up in before climbing into her uncle's car and driving off into the night.

Meanwhile with Jin

Jin Kazama hit the punching bag one last time while accidentally sending the person holding it flying backwards from the force of his hit. "Oops sorry," he said in Chinese helping the poor guy up. Poorly shaken the young man stuttered, "n-no. T-t-that's quite alright. I I guess you don't kn-now your own st-strength."

Jin walked away, his friendly smile quickly turning into a serious frown. Today was the day. He had been in China for six days, and today was finally the day that this student of Wang would arrive. Glancing at his watch, he decided it was time to leave. Clad in baggy white pants, a navy blue shirt, and with a red jeweled band on his right hand, this handsome teenager was the last person anyone would suspect of kidnapping. Getting into his silver Porsche (complements of his grandfather), he took off towards the Wang residence, his face grimly set with determination.

When he reached the right place, he set off towards the training dojo. Pressed up against the wall and prepared to fight if anyone should see him, Jin spied on the two occupants who were currently sparring. That girl must be the pupil, he thought. She's fast, faster than me, but judging by the fight she isn't too strong. I should be able to take her. He turned his view to the old man training her. He was currently struggling hard to no not lose. He's not as much trouble as the girl is. He's not as fast and he's older which means he'll run out of energy sooner. I can't beat them if they fight against me together, so I'll divide and conquer.

With that, Jin waited until the girl pinned the old man and beat him. After a few words to her he left, and Jin silently followed him. He walked through the house until he met up with Wang in the kitchen.

"Oh hello young sir. Are you lost?" The old man asked, concern in his eyes. Seeing this Jin's guilt increased. "No," he said as he lowered himself into a fighting stance. "I'm here to take your student." The old man's concern vanished, and his eyes filled with rage. He charged at Jin, but unfortunately for him Jin anticipated this move and after expertly dodging, he launched his own attack. The flurry of fists continued with neither side backing down, but anyone could tell that Jin as quickly taking the advantage. With one final punch to the head, he knocked Wang unconscious.

Jin hurried out of the kitchen, and he found his way back to the dojo. The girl looked at him and gasped asking, "what were you doing in Uncle's house?" Jin evenly replied, "come with me peacefully and I won't have to hurt you." "No way!" she replied angrily. She slipped into a fighting stance, and both opponents waited for the other to attack, The tension mounted in the air as Jin thought, if I attack her she'd be fast enough to dodge and strike a counter, I have to wait for her to come to me. His patience paid off and with a small cry the girl launched herself at Jin with a left-handed punch. Jin dodged to the left trying to punch her, but she cartwheeled away stopping behind him. He turned in time to dodge a high kick, and he barely evaded one aimed at his lower knees. Finding an opening after the girl's last attack he punched her in the stomach, winding her; however, she evaded his next attack and threw a hard left punch. Despite his best tries, she hit him in the shoulder and he stumbled back. Both of them looked at each other, and Jin could see that his opponent was slowly tiring. He lunged at her, and they resumed their deadly dance. Finally he saw an opening. She made a wild punch at him and missed, giving him a chance to use his dragon uppercut. With a cry she collapsed, and Jin easily picked her up. Jin set her in his car and drove off towards the hotel.

Pulling out his cell phone, he made a quick call. "Heihachi, this is Jin. I have the one you want we're on our way back to the hotel right now." "Good," Heihachi replied. "When you get back look for the Tekkenshu. They'll be waiting for you." Without so much as a good bye Heihachi cut off the connection. Looking down at the innocent face of the unconscious, girl Jin thought she doesn't deserve this. Turning back to face the road he whispered to the girl, "welcome to hell."

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