Authors Notes: Hey! I'm back… have you all forgotten about this fic:P I thought I'd give a birthday treat and update this heehee. :)I haven't updated since June.. or was that May? I've been too busy with my other fic… I shall update this every once in a while too but I guess I'm concentrating on that for now… anyway, noted later, story now. :)
Dicclaimer: I disclaim:)
Chapter dedicated to my mom and dad who made me possible… :P
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RECAP
"Jijijijin! Hhaha! Did you hear what I called mimimimiiiiiiwaawuu? Hehaha! There it goes again jijijijjiiin! Hahaha! Did you hear what I just called you? Hahah!"
"Oh my goodness… I'll bring her back to her dormitory…"
"Actually I don't think that would be very wise Mr. Kazama. You see, she told me about the little altercation during noon today and I don't trust her sleeping anywhere near that Hwoarang guy."
"What do you suggest?" Jin asked.
"Got an extra room?"
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Hardships
Chapter Eleven: Dark thoughts…
By: czee
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The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the peaceful streets of Tokyo. The clouds were a pretty shade of white and yellow and the sky was clear blue. Birds were chirping happily in the peaceful morning and the wind blew gentle and soothing winds. The people of Tokyo were wide-awake now and a great number of them were walking on the market of Tokyo shopping for the days food.
It was a fine day.
In a mansion, a beautiful Chinese girl with raven black hair had awoken…
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Ling Xiaoyu's eyes slowly fluttered open revealing deep, chocolate brown, drowsy eyes. Wiping remnants of sleep dust in her eyes, she stretched comfortably in her huge comfy bed enjoying the morning and the warmth of her blanket.
Wait. A. Minute.
If her eyes weren't playing with her, she could have sworn she saw a huge window right beside her bed, a desk with no alarm clock, a huge flat TV screen on the far corner of the room, which happens to be in front of a sofa… Opening her eyes once again, she looked around the room.
Huge window beside her bed. A desk, no alarm clock. A huge, flat TV screen in the far corner of the room. A couch right in front of it.
Her eyes were not deceiving her. Something was very wrong with this scene.
This isn't her room.
'Where the heck am I! Have I been kidnapped! Have I been… Have I been..' Getting enough courage, she bravely looked under the blanket.
Still dressed.
She let out a sigh of relief. It was good to know that she wasn't hurt or 'damaged' in any way.
A piercing pain in her head.
"Shit, early morning headache, What the hell happened to me last night? All I remember is… is… I don't remember last night." She looked thoughtful for a moment as she tried to remember what happened last night.
Nothing. All she could remember was entering the Static, other than that everything seems to be a blur.
Maybe she had been kidnapped.
Her eyes suddenly widened.
What if she did get kidnapped!
Looking around she searched for possible escapes. She looked down the window.
'Nope, it's too high. I'd end up with a fractured neck if I dare attempt jumping over.'
Looking around, she found that her last choice is the door. Fat chance that it was open. No kidnapper would be stupid enough to leave the door open after kidnapping someone.
Thinking that it's worth the try, she approached the door and was surprised when the door was actually open.
"Oh. Must be an extremely stupid kidnapper."
Tiptoeing to avoid making any sound that would alert her kidnapper.
Five more steps to the exit.
She could hear everything around her…
Four more steps to the exit.
Was that a drop of water she just heard?
Three more steps to the exit.
Tick tock tick… two seconds till seven.
Two more steps.
She was nearing freedom…
One last step.
RIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!
A loud alarm echoed through out the place and the startled Xiaoyu actually fell on her butt. Real hard and it hurt like hell.
'Ouch! Oh shit, he's awake now. What do I do! What do I do!' A creak from the door. A tall dark and muscular shadow. It was like looking at the shadow of those men who engage in wrestling.
'Goodness. With a body like that, I wouldn't wonder how I lost to this guy and got kidnapped. His arms are as big as my thighs!'
The shadow was approaching her.
She was going to get caught.
She'd be so dead.
"Oh so you're up. Morning."
Xiaoyu's jaws literally dropped to the floor.
All that foolishness for nothing. It was just Jin. She should definitely stop watching too much suspense movies. It's not doing her any good.
Waitaminute… ha-had Jin kidnapped her! Was that why she is here? Had he kidnapped her! Her eyes widened in fear, anger and predominantly hurt.
"Y-you!" Xiaoyu screamed.
"Me?" Jin asked pointing at himself looking thoroughly confused at the situation he was in and what Xiaoyu was saying and doing in the floor.
"I can't believe you'd do this to me! After everything I did for you! After trying to be your friend!" Tears started to form in her eyes. Jin was absolutely clueless. What is all this drama for early in the morning?
"Huh? I don't understand what you're saying Xiao."
"You! You kidnapped me! How could you do this to me!" Her reply was greeted by a loud burst of laughter.
What the hell. Was what she said actually funny? Xiaoyu got even angrier. Now is not the time to be laughing at her for no good reason. Kazama should prepare a pretty good explanation fo this laughing. She was actually pretty serious right now.
"What is so funny?" She questioned.
"You are!" He answered.
Veins had started to pop on her head.
"Am not." Jin could've sworn he saw smoke coming out of Lings nose. This doesn't look too good.
"Is too."
"Argh! Let me go this instant! I'll report you! I'll call the cops. They'd arrest you!" He wouldn't stop laughing.
"I'm serious Jin!" Xiaoyu fumbled through her pockets in search of her phone, which was not exactly an easy task for someone as panicked as Xiaoyu.
Seeing the seriousness of the situation and of Xiaoyu, Jin held his mouth in an attempt to shut himself up and explain the situation to Xiaoyu before he got into any trouble. His attempt had been successful. His loud laugh had been replaced by panting and taking in deep breaths when he started to talk once again.
"Easy there Xiao. Let me explain first." She stopped her search for her phone and looked at Jin straight in the eye. Clearing his throat, he went on.
"Firstly, before you do anything wrong, I did not kidnap you. Why the hell would I? What would I want to do with you? Make you my maid? Thanks but I've got enough at the moment." Xiaoyu's face had changed from white to deep red.
"Yo-you didn't?"
"No. I did not kidnap you. What do you remember of last night?" Xiaoyu looked at her feet, anywhere but on Jins eyes. She was much too embarrassed to do so.
"Umm… nothing actually."
"Last night, I got a call from a friend of yours over at static. This girl, Miharu I think, told me to come pick you up. By any chance would you remember why?" Miharu… Miharu… it sounds very familiar. But, the events last night were still very vague and she couldn't get a picture of this Miharu person.
"No. I don't remember anything. Everything is vague. Like it's all foggy…"
"According to her, you drank to much and if you ask me, even my grandfather, who happens to have no sense of humor at all, would have laughed if he had seen you last night. You were a mess Xiao. A huge mess. A smart kid like you wouldn't have gotten that drunk. If I hadn't come sooner you probably would've stripped." Xiaoyu panicked.
"St-strip! And did you call me a kid!"
"Don't worry, your friend Miharu held you down till I came. Your behavior last night was nowhere near 'responsible adult'." That ought to shut her up.
"And who exactly is this Miharu? I don't remember meeting her." Another sting on her head. Damn, is this what they call a hang-over?
"Pretty girl, shoulder length wavy hair, auburn ish… actually it was brownish... reddish… whatever something like that. You seemed to have befriended her."
"But, but, how did she know your number!" Jin looked at Xiao as if it was so simple to answer. Actually it was, Xiao was just a bit slow this morning.
"Your phone? Duh." He suggested.
"Oh… I knew that. So, how come you didn't bring me home?" She continued.
"Hey it was her idea. Just following orders. She thought you might not have wanted to go anywhere near Hwoarang. Is this an interrogation?" Was that a glimmer in Jins eyes? Anger perhaps?
"Oh… she knows? And no, I just want to know. I have the right to."
"You must have told her."
"I see… do I have her number? Do you have her number?" Jin shook his head an apologetic look was on his face.
"Sorry to disappoint you princess but I don't. How else may I be of service your highness?" Xiaoyu inwardly kicked herself for her rudeness. She hasn't even thanked Jin for all he has done to help her.
"Thanks Jin. I owe you one." A soft smile.
"Don't mention it. It's what friends are for right?" Another smile.
"Yup. Now as my very good friend, would you help me up?"
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Christie sat in her room, door locked, windows closed, curtains down, lights out. It was very dark gloomy in her room.
Ever since yesterday she has been very gloomy. Gloomy would have been an understatement of how she feels right now. Depressed too. She actually had no idea how to describe her feelings. It was depressed but not completely… something deeper. Something worse. Ever since Steve made that punch towards Hwoarang she had been very depressed or however you may want to call it.
Questions had been popping up her head nonstop ever since the incident but what nagged her the most was why?
Why? Why is it always Ling? Why is it always Ling who gets whatever she wants? Why does she always get all the man? Why is everything so unfair to her?
Everything that she had been suspecting with Steve had finally been concluded and her hypotheses was correct too.
First she got Jin. But, that didn't seem enough for Ling. She needed more men. That was when Hwoarang enetered the picture and in no time, he was hers too. And now, Steve was hers too. Christie wouldn't have cared if she had Jin and Hwoarang, but Steve too? That is going to far. She could hog all the men she wants, but not Steve. Steve was hers. Nobody else could have Steve but her.
Steve was hers… since when did that happen? Since when had she gotten so possessive of him? Not that it mattered… it just wasn't fair. Who saw Steve first? She did. They're freaking roommates for crying out loud.
But no matter how close she was with Steve…
Steve likes Ling.
The only man she has ever liked, in the school at least, likes Ling. Her best guy friend likes her best girl friend Ling.
Could the world get even more unfair than it already is?
She could burn Ling right now. The anger in her was irrepressible it was actually amazing. She never knew she had this much anger within her. She never knew she could possess this much anger on a person. And more importantly, she never knew she could possess this much anger on Ling, her best friend.
Since when had she started to like Steve this much? So much that she'd have so much thoughts of hatred against Ling? Thoughts that were so dangerous that she'd go to any extent to dispose of her…
"Ling Xiaoyu… better watch your back girl…"
Tsuzukeru…
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Authors Notes: Surprising? I was surprised too… the idea of Christie being like that just popped up my head… I've got a few stuff instored for you guys. :) Stick with me please! I promise to finish this fic whaever happens:)
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