Wow! The Writer's block is starting to go away! Thank you reviewers! The more reviews I get, the more inspired I am to write. They really make my day!
Warning: major Xiaoyin fluffiness/sadness. More of Heihachi being evil.
For Kari: I know what you're talking about! I hate Jin/Julia & Hwoarang/Ling pairings! I'm really trying to fit some Julia/Hwoarang in seeing as they're my second favorite pairing in Tekken, but it'll take a few chapters.
For TheWishOfNight: Once again, thank you for the complements! I'm sorry about not being able to add the shift8 thingies to your name. isn't putting them up when I type them!
I hope you enjoy this chapter!
SHEE: Your criticism is greatly appreciated. I know I made Jin somewhat soft, but I'll try to fix it with the introduction of Hwoarang.
Bonds of Love
Heihachi motioned for Jin to step out into hall. What's going to happen? He asked himself worriedly. Once they were in the hall Heihachi started to speak. "Listen Jin," he began, his eyes flashing with danger and his mouth a grim line. "I don't want to see you with her, ever. Your job is to serve me, as is hers. You shouldn't let anything or anyone get in the way of you doing that. As punishment you're confined to your room for the rest of the day." Jin cut him off. "You crazy old man! You've kept my mother hostage and forced me to do your bidding for five years! I think I should be allowed to have one moment of happiness without having you take that away too!" "You've had your one moment, form what I've seen. If you don't want her or your mother to be hurt, then I suggest that you do what I say! You'll have no relationship with her deeper than that of a colleague, and if I find out that you do, Ling will pay the price for your disobedience!" With that final threat, Heihachi stormed off.
In the hall, Jin thought through the events of the day. She felt so right in my arms. We fit together as if we were made for each other. She is the only person who understands my pain, and I understand hers. This is the only way though. If I can get her to hate me, then she won't be in danger from Heihachi. This idea planted firmly in his mind, he slowly got to his feet and walked into Ling's room. Her beautiful sleeping figure greeted him. He went over to her, leaned down, and planted a kiss on her forehead. She smiled in her sleep, and Jin took one last look at her muttering "sorry." He then went to his room and stared at the clock. It read 11:30 am. This is going to be a long day, he thought. For the rest of the day Jin tried various things to make the time go by. At about 1:00 Ling had knocked on his door timidly asking for him. When he didn't respond she left, probably to go train. A maid brought lunch and dinner to him, but he didn't eat much. At about 9:00 p.m. he fell asleep, his thoughts focused on Ling.
The next day in the dojo he repeatedly hit a punching bag. To him it looked like Heihachi, and he unleashed all of his fury towards his grandfather on it. The smug look on Heihachi's 'face' wasn't going away, so Jin hit it harder. The poor bag broke and was ripped from the ceiling. It bounced a few times on the hardwood floor before it started rolling. Jin followed the bag's path until a small foot clad in white Tennis shoes stopped it. "Training hard I see," the person said. That voice was painfully familiar in his head. Looking up, he saw that his hypothesis was correct. Ling stood there, smiling brightly. She looked extremely cute, and Jin was painfully reminded of Heihachi's threat. She was wearing black shorts with two vertical lines running up either side. She was wearing a tight white tank top with a panda on the front. Her pigtailed hair gave her the look of an innocent teenager. The only thing unusual about her outfit was a golden locket clasped around her long, slim neck.
"Well aren't you going to answer me?" she asked. She walked up to him and put her hand on his chest, right where his heart was. His heart rate accelerated, but he backed away. Ling looked disappointed, but Jin managed a weak smile and asked, "why don't we spar?" Ling immediately brightened up and they began. They faced each other and bowed. Jin waited for Ling to make the first move and she did, she attempted to punch him. Jin sidestepped her, and her momentum carried her past him. He launched a barrage of punches at her, leaving her unable to do anything but dodge and block. As long as I keep her on the defensive I should be able to win. He continued his seemingly endless attack until Ling expertly ducked under one of his punches and used the nutcracker move. She tried to turn the fight in her favor, but Jin recovered and caught her in the shoulder with a punch. He followed this up with a low kick, and a final punch that sent her flying backwards. She got back up and they ran at each other, but right before she was in range of an attack Ling jumped over Jin. He quickly turned around only to get hit in the head with a solid right punch. Backing away, he waited for her to charge. When she did, she was met by several fast punches and could only dodge. Jin then used a low kick to send her to the ground. Before she could get up and resume the fight, Jin pinned her to the floor. He trapped both her arms over her head and straddled her to keep her from kicking him. She struggled to get loose and shouted playfully, "get off me fatty, you're crushing me!" He leaned closer to her and faking a pout asked, "Do I really look that fat?" Ling stuck her tongue out at Jin and he taunted her playfully, "do that again and I'll bite your tongue off." All of a sudden they both blushed crimson as they realized the naughtier implications of that particular phrase. Jin's blush increased as he realized the position they were in. He hurriedly climbed off of her. I'm so lucky Heihachi didn't see that, he thought. I have to be more careful.
Ling was still sitting there blushing, but when they heard noises close to the dojo both Jin and Ling returned to their separate training. Both Jin and Ling were carefully practicing their techniques when Heihachi entered the dojo. He glanced at them both, and Jin noticed that he paid very close attention to the locket around Ling's neck. "Ling, come here," he ordered, Ling looked over at him and grudgingly obeyed. Heihachi got up and told her, "give me the locket." "What? Why?" Ling asked, her face paling; however, she handed the locket over to him. Jin watched the tears gather in her eyes as Heihachi opened the locket. "What a useless trinket," he said pocketing it. Ling couldn't hold the tears in any longer, and she ran from the building crying. Jin wanted to follow her, but Heihachi's eyes bore into his back, so he went back to training.
After about three hours Jin couldn't take it anymore. He left the dojo and went back into the mansion. At the bottom of the stairs he saw Ling. Her usual pigtails were let down, her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and she was clearly miserable. Seeing Jin, she ran into him and embraced him. Jin quickly looked around for anyone who might be watching them. Seeing no one he returned her embrace and thought, I can't stand seeing her like this. I can't hide my feelings from her when she acts this way around me. I need to warn her about what Heihachi said.
Jin gently pulled out of her embrace. Ling looked disappointed and opened her mouth to speak, but Jin put a finger to her lips, effectively quieting her. Speaking in Chinese he whispered, "we need to talk, but not here. Let's go somewhere where we won't be overheard." Ling nodded, and they headed out the side door.
The Mishima Manor was on several acres of land. Even Heihachi didn't know about every nook and cranny, but Jin did. After they reached a heavily forested area, Jin took Ling's hand and pulled her along. Though the place he was leading them to was very close, Jin made several detours to loose anyone who might be following them. When they got there Ling gasped. The place Jin had picked was gorgeous. It was a small natural clearing, and there was a bubbling stream that flowed through its middle, reflecting the sunlight. The trees swayed with the occasional summer breeze, and delicate pink, yellow, and blue flowers were scattered around the landscape. Jin felt Ling squeeze his hand, and she let out a whisper of, "beautiful." Jin smiled down at her and led her over to a large flat stone that could seat two people on the bank of the stream. He sat down on the rock, motioning for her to do the same. Ling sat down next to him and looked at him questioningly. "Ling, ever since yesterday morning I haven't been able to get you off my mind." He lifted his hand to cup her cheek and continued. "You're the only one who understands me, and it feels so right. I want you to be with you." Ling eyes widened in surprise and she blushed. "Heihachi saw us this morning he forbid me form seeing you, and said that if I did he'd hurt you." Jin tried to continue but Ling interrupted him, "I guess we'll have to keep it secret then, won't we?" After saying that she leaned up and kissed him on lips.
Jin was shocked for a second, but when Ling wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, he responded with equal passion. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his lap. She put on leg on either side of him, straddling him. Her lips taste sweet, like honey. Wanting more, he licked her lips, and with a moan she opened her mouth to his exploring tongue. Their tongues met in a battle, but Jin quickly dominated the kiss. Unfortunately the need for oxygen drove them apart. Ling was out of breath and her shallow breath was coming out of swollen lips. Jin looked at her and kissed her again. He didn't deepen it, but instead he trailed kisses down her neck. When he got to the spot where her neck met her shoulder, he sucked at it, adding a few love bites. This caused her to moan again, and she arched her back, pressing herself against it. Jin felt all the blood in his body move to one place, and he stopped before he lost control. "That's enough," he whispered to her.
She smiled at him and turned so that her back was to him. She settled herself in his lap and leaned her head back against his chest. Jin placed his head on top of hers and wrapped his arms around her. Completely happy, they watched the sun set over the stream.
Ling snuggled closer to Jin as she watched the sunset. His strong arms tightened their grip around her and he said, "we have to get back." Ling sighed with disappointment and replied, "I know." I wish we could stay like this forever. Jin gently pushed her off his lap and stood up. He reached down an arm to help Ling up, and she took it. Suddenly Ling had the urge to tease her boyfriend. Leaning up to him with a hand on his heart she whispered, "you taste good. I can't wait until we do that again." The response from Jin was instantaneous. His heart rate rapidly increased, and he blushed red enough for Rudolph the reindeer to be proud. Ling giggled and grabbed his hand, skipping away from the clearing.
When they got back to the edge of the forest Jin whispered to her, "we can't arrive together, that'll seem to suspicious. You go first, and enter through the side door. I'll come five minutes later through the back door. Ling nodded to show she understood, and calmly walked back to the mansion. She opened the side door and ran into none other but Heihachi. "Where have you been?" He asked gruffly. Ling's newfound happiness drifted away to nothing, leaving hate in its place. "I decided to explore the land," she answered, glaring at him. "Very well," he replied, seeming to accept her answer, "dinner is waiting."
Ling strode into the kitchen to she a feast in the kitchen. "What's the occasion?" She asked. "Nothing," Heihachi replied. "It's just that today is Sunday and the party is Tuesday. We need to train you in the ways of proper etiquette." Ling growled. "Are you telling me I'm rude?" Ling asked through gritted teeth. "Yes, I do," he answered. Ling probably would of down the world a big favor right then and there by killing Heihachi, but Jin walked into the room at that moment murmuring an apology for being late. All three of them sat down for dinner, and throughout the meal Heihachi kept informing Ling on what she was doing wrong. At the end of dinner all three occupants were at each other's throats, and when they let the table without killing each other the maids sighed in relief.
That night Ling couldn't fall asleep. The memories of the kiss she and Jin shared earlier weighed down heavily on her mind. I know I like him as more than a friend, but should I be starting a relationship in a situation like this? My first goal needs to remain to be getting away from Heihachi. Then after that I have to send him to jail. Evil people like him shouldn't be free. Exhausted from all the events of that day, Ling fell into a restless sleep.
Hwoarang got up and stretched. After being on a plane from America for hours, he really needed to go outside and enjoy the fresh air. To bad it was Monday and his break wasn't until Saturday. His friend, Julia, walked beside him. Instead of enjoying the weather like he was, she had her head crammed in a book. Is she ever not studying? He asked himself. Quick as lightning he grabbed the book in her hands. "Hey give that back!" she yelled. Hwoarang lifted the book up to eye level. The title was written in English, gut he could read it. "The Scarlet Letter, eh," he teased her. She tried to snatch the book back, but he lifted it high above his head. "Give it up, Julia. You're too short." "The day I give up is the day I admit your hair is naturally red," she replied. Knowing that the day she admitted his hair color was natural was long in coming, he dropped the book into her hands. "Stop flirting and hurry up!" an angry voice called back to them. At the mention of them flirting Julia blushed cherry red. Never one to not embarrass his comrade Hwoarang said, "hear that, Julia-chan. We're flirting. Next thing you know we'll be going out. Then comes marriage and children, all twenty of them. Bet they'll all be redheads too. " Julia rolled her eyes and replied, "with the help of hair dye" before she went back to her book. Hwoarang looked around. Japan was a pretty place, but not as pretty as Julia. Ever since he met the Native American girl he had acquired an infatuation for her that over time had turned into love, and he had a strong suspicion Julia felt the same way. Julia was the adopted daughter of his employer though, and he needed this job so neither one of them ever made a move.
The necklace he was responsible for guarding was hidden in his pocket. He had had the job of guarding it since ten years of age when he had run away from home. Apart from the good pay, this job gave Hwoarang a chance to explore the world and seek out worthy opponents. Hwoarang loved to fight, but unfortunately for him the only person who could last a minute against him was Julia, and she hardly ever felt like fighting. Over his journeys he learned several languages like Chinese, Japanese, and English. The job was interesting, but Hwoarang felt like something was missing. He was 21, and for some reason he felt like he needed something more. Glancing over at Julia he thought, maybe what I'm missing is a family. Suddenly he heard his boss call out to him and he ran up to her to see what she wanted, banishing the previous thoughts out from his head.
Suddenly a gunshot rang out. He ran over to his employer, but she was already in a safe, sheltered spot. She saw Hwoarang and screamed, "save my baby! She's out there! Save my daughter!" With a start, Hwoarang realized she was right. Julia was in the middle of the open walkway, lying down and using the book to cover her head. Hwoarang bravely ran back and grabbed her by the hand. They started running back to the shelter when Julia let out a startled scream and collapsed. There was blood everywhere. Hwoarang lifted her up and carried her the rest of the way. Looking down, he saw one of the bullets had just skimmed her side, but another one hit and skimmed her ankle. Judging by the short distance they had run since he pulled her up, if she hadn't of gotten up to run, that bullet would've hit a vital organ and killed her. He finally reached the shelter, and trained paramedics rushed to treat Julia. Hwoarang was livid. The woman he loved had almost been killed because of some idiots who probably wanted that stupid necklace. I swear, he thought, the next person to try to steal this necklace will die by my hand.
So, you like this chapter. Don't worry, I'm not going to make Hwoarang a bad guy, he just needs an explosive entrance! The story will start to develop a plot and make sense in the next chapter. Our main characters will meet, and it will be action packed. So please R&R! Your opinions are welcome, and I want to hear from you. Thanx!
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