Author's notes: This story is mostly based on Tekken 4 and the currently (2004) released information on Tekken 5 and its characters. Though some infos were taken from Tekken Official, some situations, events and characters are all fanmade. This is also the sequel to my previous fanfics, Tekken 5: The Kazama-Mishima Connections & The Kazama-Mishima Connections 2. Rated G
Disclaimer: Kazuya Mishima, Jun Kazama, Jin Kazama, Asuka Kazama, Wang Jinrei, Ling Xiaoyu, Hwoarang, Steve Fox and all Tekken characters referred in this fanfic are the property of NAMCO. This is only a fan fiction from the imagination of an obsessed fan. No copyright infringement intended.
Chapter 2: Shattered Silence
The sounds of spoon and fork hitting the expensive china resounded through the eerily quiet vastness of the Mishima Mansion's dining room. The aroma and succulence of the expensive dishes before them was tantalizing, but failed to ignite any sort of comment or conversation between the Kazama siblings and their father.
Finally, Kazuya slammed his fist on the table, causing Jin and Asuka to literally jump in their seats.
"Like I said," he continued, as if they were still in the middle of the heated argument they had several moments before. "I don't want to hear another word on what happened last night! Everything that I said or might have said was nothing but gibberish and shouldn't even be given a second thought! I was drunk! Understand!"
"That's not what you said last night," Jin muttered angrily.
"Oni-chan!"
"Well, it's true! He kept insisting he wasn't drunk but even though he was, everything he blurted out was plausible!" Jin turned to his father again. "You met Mother in Yakushima Forest. Asuka was conceived there when you visited Mother over eighteen years ago. How about me? Where and when was I conceived?"
"ONI-CHAN!"
"I will have nothing more of this foolishness!" Kazuya thundered. "Now, shut up and eat!"
"Way to ruin an appeAW!" Jin yelped and shot a look at Asuka, who was just pulling her feet back from stomping that of her brother's.
Kazuya grunted and looked at his watch, after which, he signaled for the butler, who had been observing the antics with obvious disapproval. Kazuya whispered something and the butler hurried out the room.
"Uhm...Dad? Who's the other plate for?" Asuka nodded at the empty dish beside Jin. "Is that for...Mom?"
"No," Kazuya wiped his lips with a napkin and templed his hands beneath his chin. "She hasn't arrived yet. We have a visitor. Ah, right on time," Kazuya looked up as the double doors opened for a feeble old man, with snow-white beard and pockmarks on his pale, wrinkled face. His clothes revealed him to be of Chinese origin.
"Kazuya Mishima..." the old man did a small bow, which Kazuya, Jin and Asuka, returned. "It's been a long time...and I must admit, I'm rather surprised you sent for me especially since you did your best to avoid me in the previous tournament."
"I...had my reasons," Kazuya fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat. "Please. Sit down."
"I'll sit, but I won't eat. I fear these dishes are much too expensive for my taste," the old man sat down. "Plus, I already ate. Thank you," his small eyes focused back and forth to Jin and Asuka. "Yes. This young man is yours. Inherited most of your physical attributes, yes. And this young lady...just as lovely as her mother," he offered a small smile. "Will you do the honor of introducing your children to me?"
"Very well," Kazuya cleared his throat. "This is Jin, and this is Asuka. Jin, Asuka, meet Wang Jinrei: a friend of the family," his eyes shot up to indicate that his children show their respect.
"How do you do, sir?" Jin and Asuka said at the same time.
"Polite children," Wang Jinrei noted. "I assume they didn't get it from you."
"Not as polite as you might think," Kazuya mumbled, his eyes lingering over his son. However, Wang's side comment caused him to become even more uncomfortable than he already was.
"Yes, of course," Wang pressed his lips together. "They've inherited some of your...inner qualities."
"Forgive me, Mr. Wang Jinrei, sir," Asuka spoke up. "But...why have you come here?"
"Ah, this is your daughter," Wang Jinrei's lips curled up a bit.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Asuka asked, unable to hide the indignation in her voice.
"I don't really need to answer that. I know you see it in yourself," Wang turned his attention back to Kazuya. "Why have you called for me?"
"My grandfather sent me some footage...a confession," Kazuya poured a glass of wine for himself, ignoring his children's reprimanding stares. "You and he knew more about my...personal affairs than you let on. Jinpachi told me that you were the one who sent Jun to me."
"'Tis true," Wang admitted. "Jinpachi wanted to save you and the only way to do that is to find a fighter with a pure soul. At first, I approached Marshall Law. He had great skills, but his soul wasn't as pure. Then, I came across Ms. Kazama," Wang bent his head down. "Though her fighting skills were never at par with yours, I knew from the moment I saw her that she would be your savior: the way her aura shone brightly around her. Yes, she saved you...but you failed her. You allowed the devil to re-enter your body."
"I had no other choice!" Kazuya shot up from his seat, his sudden outburst startling Jin and Asuka. "It taunted me!"
"Don't accuse the akuma for your own weaknesses," Wang responded in a calm tone. "You should've rejected it whatever the cost."
"If I didn't accept the power, I would've died and I would never have been able to return to Ju" Kazuya cut off his sentence and closed his eyes. After a short breath, he opened them again.
"You two! Out!" Kazuya hissed at Jin and Asuka, nodding sharply towards the door.
"Why?" Jin crossed his arms. "I want to hear all of this."
"Me too," Asuka slumped back, mimicking her brother's position.
"When I say 'out'..." Kazuya's left eye blazed a fiery red, "...I mean out! And no eavesdropping!"
"I'm afraid I may have to ask you the same thing, children," Wang Jinrei pleaded, causing Kazuya to gape at him in surprise. "Your father and I have some personal matters to discuss...things that must only pass between him and I."
Jin and Asuka looked deep into the kind eyes of the man who was, in a way, responsible for their births. In his tranquility, it was clear that Wang Jinrei had made his resolve.
With a heavy sigh, the siblings quietly made their way out the dining room. The sound of the double doors locking shut sounded like a thunder clap. Asuka instantly pressed her ear against the wood, desperate to satisfy her curiosity.
"Don't even bother," Jin shook his head. "The door's several inches thick and they'd probably be whispering in there."
"Dad? Whisper?" Asuka almost laughed, but then, turned somber. "You're right. I can't hear a thing...and Wang-san knew a lot of things about Mom; things Dad wouldn't dream of telling us. Maybe we could ask him later."
"I doubt he'd be revealing any details of their converHey!" Jin hit his fist on his open palm, a smile rippling on his lips.
"Oni-chan? What is it?"
"Dad didn't say anything about raiding his office..."
Chapter 3