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 8: Patience
"What were you doing in..." Jin trailed off when he saw the way his father avoided his gaze. He had a pretty good assessment of what may have happened, but he didn't want to make Asuka even more upset than she already was.
Swallowing hard, Jin turned his head slightly towards his sister, only to find her in tears. Asuka shook her head softly and put her palm over her open mouth, her shoulders shaking from the beginning of sobs.
"A...Asuka..." Kazuya started to approach them.
"No...no!" Asuka took several steps back. "Dad...how could you...? After everything you said you did for Mom...now, this!"
"Asuka, let me expla"
"Maybe Oni-chan is right," Asuka said with the vehemence Kazuya knew all too well. "Maybe you are just a man blinded by your wanton lust. Maybe you never really cared for our mother...or any other woman, for that matter. Maybe...maybe you did rape Mom!"
SLAP!
The sound of Kazuya's palm hitting his daughter's cheek was like a clap of thunder that seemed to have frozen time. Jin was at a loss for words but his silence could never compare to that of his sister's.
Slowly, Asuka swerved her head to stare disbelievingly at her father, who wore just about the same shocked expression, which he quickly replaced with a look of anger.
"How...how dare you speak to me that way!" Kazuya roared, his forefinger shaking in front of Asuka's face. "How dare you! I am your father!"
"You're not my father!" Asuka yelled back, the tears now flowing freely from her eyes. "My father is in Osaka! You're just an obsessed...sick man! I hate you! I HATE YOU!"
Almost dramatically, Asuka turned and ran towards the staircase, her sobs and whimpers trailing behind her, echoing through the mansion. Jin shook away from his initial shock and gaped at Kazuya, who had returned to the state of astonishment he had previously been in.
"I don't even know what to say to you..." Jin stated flatly, his voice barely above a whisper. He couldn't understand what he was feeling at that point but he had no doubt that he'd be raving mad once he regains his senses. He started to turn away.
"Jin...chotto matte."
The moment Kazuya called for him, Jin's anger surged forth. He already had several colorful languages at the tip of his tongue but suddenly, Ling Xiaoyu's words reverberated through his subconscious:
"The secret is patience, patience and patience. You have to learn to listen too and not just let your anger speak for you."
"Alright," Jin nodded and faced his father, his arms across his chest. "I'll listen; but you better have a good explanation..."
Chapter 9