Third chappie is here! WOOHOO! Thanks a bunch for all the people who reviewed my fanficcy!
Krappkarmin: Well, I actually like the pairings I have now. Xiao/Jin, MiHwo, and JulSte. Sorry it's not really to your liking!
Disclaimer: WAH! I don't own the characters or the gaming series!
"Medicine, medicine, where are you medicine?" Xiaoyu cooed. She stood on a stool and picked up a bottle with a cure for nasal congestion and sore throat. "FOUNDYA!"
"Hurry up, Xiao. We wouldn't want to miss the other remaining of the time." Julia reminded, finding a clean sparkling cup and giving it to her friend.
"Don't rush me, you crapload of lard!" Answered Xiaoyu, who swiftly took a small plastic container to measure the amount of medicine. (A/N: Is there a name for that thing?) "Hey! The color for this is the same as my blood! I wonder if it tastes as good…"
Julia said disgusted, "I'm not going to drink cranberry juice for another decade…"
Upon arriving in the room the funeral was taking place, everyone was walking away from the room, most of them looking downward.
"What's up guys?" Miharu asked everyone who glared at her suspiciously.
"You hanging on that damn chandler if you don't shut up. We're in grief here." Lee responded, still walking away without looking back.
Miharu stared hard on the ground below, trying not to smile. "Sorry."
Up ahead, Asuka was causing mayhem by tripping others walking past her. Astonishingly, many didn't seem to notice.
"Hey Steve!" Julia called from behind.
Steve walked up ahead still with his mother and his aunt. He looked back to find Julia running up to him.
Suddenly, Marshall fell to the ground from Asuka's trip and Julia fell right behind him—on his butt. For some reason, a stench reached her scent and she jerked her self up.
"WHAT THE --?" Julia paused. "You smell horrible you barnyard goat!"
Marshall went up in a constipated way by crossing his legs and his face covered in uneasiness. "Uh, diarrhea?"
Xiaoyu and Miharu laughed hysterically and Julia crossed her arms giggling softly. " Ugh, er…here, take this." She gave him a pack of Kleenex tissue. "I think you'd be needing this for 'your business'. Just in case if they ran out." Julia mumbled under her breath. "I know he wasted it all."
Marshall took it and bowed deeply and repeated it for another 4 times. "Thank you. Thank you." He squeaked out a small flatulent and walked uncomfortably to the nearest restroom.
"Steve," Julia finally reached him and smiled gigantically.
"What?"
"I've got to tell you something. Please come to the living room." She frowned and curled her pointer defining him to follow.
As the 2 walked past the Miharu and Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu whispered to her friend in her ear, "Wanna eavesdrop?"
"You know, I just found a note that was really threatening." Julia explained, resting her head on Steve's chest.
"Oh really, what did it say? Do you have it?" He patted her head.
Miharu and Xiaoyu sat behind the couch Steve and Julia sat on. "C'mon gotta go to lovey dovey. You 2 hafta." Xiaoyu whispered almost silently to her friend. Miharu giggled, entertained.
"I don't have it but it said something about stepping over an object and we die. What can you speculate? A hoax or a real situation?"
He hesitated a moment and replied calmly. "I wouldn't doubt it being a hoax since maybe it's supposed to scare us since a person had already passed away not too long ago but there can be a chance that the person who wrote the note can be the same person who murdered Jun. There can be a person in this building that can be a killer."
Julia punched him in the stomach. "Don't scare me. Really don't. Please."
"Don't worry babe, I'm not trying to. But then again I can scare you this upcoming Halloween. I'm going to dress up as a player."
Julia chuckled, playing with her glove. "You already are one." She joked, flattening a strand of Steve's hair.
"NO I'M NOT!" He exclaimed, swatting her hand away.
"I'm joking! Joking! But if you'd like I can dress up like a slut…"
"I'm going to dress up as a geisha girl." Whispered Miharu.
Xiaoyu stared at her friend wide-eyed. "No way, they're prostitutes. Bad example."
"But I wrote an essay about them. Oh well, I thought they were clowns or something…with all that make-up…"
Steve stood up and brought Julia up with him. "Even if there is a killer here, then I'd probably kill the bastard." He bravely announced.
Julia nudged him slightly. "You're starting to sound like Hwoarang now."
"That's what happens when you hang out with him. A bad influence." Steve pecked Julia's cheek and examined the edge of the couch. "You 2 can go now, we're done talking."
"My HwoHwo isn't a bad influence! He's a nice guy!" Miharu fought back feeling discriminated.
Xiaoyu probed Steve and Julia both hands. "Where's all the lovey dovey, huh, huh? You guys are beyond boring!"
Julia grabbed Xiaoyu's hand and caused her to pause. "Get a bed down here. We'll show you." She tightened his jacket's collar and pulled him closer.
"Why not the couch?" Miharu inquired, waiting impatiently for their answer.
The couple glared at her who in return shrugged her shoulders.
"She's being sarcastic Mi." He straightened out and combed through his hair.
"Or was I?" A kinky-eyed Julia proclaimed, fluffing the feather in her headband.
Xiaoyu walked away, furious. "NEVER MIND! YOU'RE A BRAIN DAMAGER!"
Xiaoyu passed through the main entrance to find luggage bags mysteriously there but no one was found nearby. "HEY! That's my bag!" She ran over to grab it and found other luggage bags belonging to her friends.
"Xiao, is this all your luggage? Quite a load isn't it?"
Xiaoyu's blood pumped rapidly. Turning, she found Michelle walking towards her.
Xiaoyu gulped to remain her calmness and said, "Oh hi, Julia's mom!"
"My name is Michelle." She stated.
"Oh, uh, actually I just found it here right now. I have no idea who brought these things here."
"Odd. Well all that I can suggest is take your things."
Xiaoyu nodded and picked it up. "Aren't you a bit sad Jun died?"
She smiled weakly then turned the smile upside-down. "Who wouldn't have sorrow in their heart?"
"You're right. I bet everyone's unhappy. Well, bye for now Julia's mom." She skipped along and then walked still realizing the type of moment it was.
Michelle sighed heavily.
"Hi Jinny and Hwoarang." She greeted, placing the bag on the same table they both sat on.
"Is that your bag?" Jin asked, pointing to it.
Before Xiaoyu could answer Hwoarang answered for her. "No shit, shrimp biscuit."
"You make me sound grossly inedible." Jin commented, resting his head with his hands behind his neck.
"It's because you're so damn ugly. Pluck some of those hairs on your eyebrows." Hwoarang added, pressing his finger on his eyebrow.
Xiaoyu coverer her hand while she laughed. "I still think Jinny is the best guy in the whole world!" She rubbed her face against his. "You might want to pick up your bags at the main entrance. Somehow, they're there."
"Yeah whatever." Hwoarang smudged his words and laid his elbow on the table, the hand making a head rest for him.
After he spoke, a dagger with a rolled up note struck through the window nearby.
"What the hell?" Jin muttered and scooted near the object.
Xiaoyu made thump on the ground just to get the dagger and unrolled the note. For a few seconds she read silently to herself and threw it on the table for the 2 men to read. It said:
'Leave you die…'
Hwoarang and Jin looked at each other in confusion.
"Have I told you 2 that there is a creepy person giving creepy notes?"
You guys like this chappie, now don't you? You can admit it in your reviews. You know you want to. Yeesh, now I'm sounding like my sister urging me to drink the drink she doesn't want. Anyways, REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
