Well the whole thing about Ryuu and Jin is going to be revieled... It's a thing from the past that happened a longt time before the story. And well The whole thing about helping Sora and killing Sora.. You'll get that in this chapi.
Hate Ryuu? Yeah You know... She likes to have eniemies... She's in there to be hated... ^_^
You really think she makes a perfect couple with Hwoarang? ^___^ *looks over at Ako and puts her tounge out* Told Ya So! He's All mine!! ^_~
Ahem.. back to the fic an' stuff ^_^
Don't Own tekken!!
8 Feelings kept from reality, concealed and buried but none forgotten
Distraction, Ryuu raised her hand to finish her job off. But quick, faster than Ryuu could cope with, she was nailed to the ground. Opening her eyes after the hard hit towards the ground she met the dark eyes of Jin Kazama. A smile danced upon her lips but died out just as quickly. Her teeth clenched. 'Must hold back, must hold back.' She forced herself.
She had got a sign from Hwoarang. No one else would understand that particular sign but Hwoarang and his men. It basically said; "we'll take her, alive". To do that Ryuu knew they had to distract Jin's attention from Sora. She offered herself as bait. The Tekkenshu the rest of the gang could handle, but Jin? No.
His eyes pierced hers, leaving her no other choice but to give Jin her attention. 'Remember me dammit! Don't play so fucking arrogant!' He wanted to shout at her. But the thoughts laid silent in his mind. And just at that point she spoke.
"Remember me Jin?" Her breath was heavy, causing her tone to drop a few levels.
At that point he wanted to recoil. And if he saw or noticed what was happening around him, he probably would. But now he couldn't. That would have been a victory for the woman. He wouldn't allow that to happen. The words echoed in his mind. Clenching to him, refusing to leave. She had said his name, she remembered.
Why did she show him that? Why show him at all that she had a memory left of him. The picture of him burned with hatred. Still she found herself almost gazing at his lips. 'His eyes are about 5 centimeters up you fool' she reminded herself. Still they sank to a level of his lips. She couldn't help missing the touch of them, the want to feel them again. 'Say something to me dammit' like a game of a cat catching the mouse. But witch one was witch?
Hwoarang ordered. Silent, mostly shoving his men what to do with his hands. Like a secret language between them only. They bore away the fainted woman, Sora. But why? He had seen something on her, yes that was it. Something that had surprised him greatly. And this wasn't exactly the greatest place or time to ask questions. He watched them work, but his eyes also lay on Ryuu and Jin. What the hell was going on between them? Or maybe he was just imagining? No, that couldn't be it. The intensive stare they exchanged. It made Hwoarang feel kind of uncomfortable. This had to end quickly.
"Jack, you'll se to it that Crim comes home. Ready?" He ordered.
A young boy, probably around 16-17 looked towards him. In his dark green eyes you could sense a hint of nervous tension. But he acted quickly after nodding to Hwoarang. He disappeared behind the crowd and Hwoarang aimed his attention again towards Jin and Ryuu.
Hi felt it again, that feeling he never were able to put his fingers on. Some would call it hate, some would call it love, Some would even call it -pure- passion. But no definition satisfied Jin. He wanted to speak but did not. He wanted to question her; Do you feel the same?
'Come on Jin, the longer you stare at me the deeper trouble I will get in with Hwoarang. Say something, anything.' But her questions and waiting for movement was put to an end finally. Hwoarang directed a kick towards Jin's side to get him away from Ryuu. She let out a sigh in relief. But still she was exhausted from the battle before. While Jin was getting up a few feet from them Hwoarang helped Ryuu get up. Grabbing her arm to put it around his shoulder and pulling her up. Her legs were almost powerless.
"Not good." Hwoarang mumbled.
You could hear a strong sound of a motor and soon the green-eyed youth stopped before Hwoarang. The Korean helped her on the bike and grabbed her jaw slightly so she looked at him.
"Hold on now." He demanded her.
But she simply smiled to him.
"It's my bike, don't you think I know what it's capable of…"
Hwoarang just shook his head while he saw Jack driving away with her. Another came up leaving his own bike in front of him, he nodded at the boy who got away. Hwoarang mounted the bike. Jin just rose and looked at him. Acting came slow. Jin had to figure out what had happened first before he lay eye on Hwoarang and his smirk. Then it didn't take long before he was gone. Jin clenched his fists. Now the hatred towards Hwoarang was real, and equal on both sides. He was going to finish him, no matter what.
A/N: Muu! My chapters are so short -_- *sob* I hope I'll write them longer soon. Cause they will.. be longer I mean… But it's like that.. they never get really long until a way in… Well well.. Don't forget to review little me! ^_^
Hate Ryuu? Yeah You know... She likes to have eniemies... She's in there to be hated... ^_^
You really think she makes a perfect couple with Hwoarang? ^___^ *looks over at Ako and puts her tounge out* Told Ya So! He's All mine!! ^_~
Ahem.. back to the fic an' stuff ^_^
Don't Own tekken!!
8 Feelings kept from reality, concealed and buried but none forgotten
Distraction, Ryuu raised her hand to finish her job off. But quick, faster than Ryuu could cope with, she was nailed to the ground. Opening her eyes after the hard hit towards the ground she met the dark eyes of Jin Kazama. A smile danced upon her lips but died out just as quickly. Her teeth clenched. 'Must hold back, must hold back.' She forced herself.
She had got a sign from Hwoarang. No one else would understand that particular sign but Hwoarang and his men. It basically said; "we'll take her, alive". To do that Ryuu knew they had to distract Jin's attention from Sora. She offered herself as bait. The Tekkenshu the rest of the gang could handle, but Jin? No.
His eyes pierced hers, leaving her no other choice but to give Jin her attention. 'Remember me dammit! Don't play so fucking arrogant!' He wanted to shout at her. But the thoughts laid silent in his mind. And just at that point she spoke.
"Remember me Jin?" Her breath was heavy, causing her tone to drop a few levels.
At that point he wanted to recoil. And if he saw or noticed what was happening around him, he probably would. But now he couldn't. That would have been a victory for the woman. He wouldn't allow that to happen. The words echoed in his mind. Clenching to him, refusing to leave. She had said his name, she remembered.
Why did she show him that? Why show him at all that she had a memory left of him. The picture of him burned with hatred. Still she found herself almost gazing at his lips. 'His eyes are about 5 centimeters up you fool' she reminded herself. Still they sank to a level of his lips. She couldn't help missing the touch of them, the want to feel them again. 'Say something to me dammit' like a game of a cat catching the mouse. But witch one was witch?
Hwoarang ordered. Silent, mostly shoving his men what to do with his hands. Like a secret language between them only. They bore away the fainted woman, Sora. But why? He had seen something on her, yes that was it. Something that had surprised him greatly. And this wasn't exactly the greatest place or time to ask questions. He watched them work, but his eyes also lay on Ryuu and Jin. What the hell was going on between them? Or maybe he was just imagining? No, that couldn't be it. The intensive stare they exchanged. It made Hwoarang feel kind of uncomfortable. This had to end quickly.
"Jack, you'll se to it that Crim comes home. Ready?" He ordered.
A young boy, probably around 16-17 looked towards him. In his dark green eyes you could sense a hint of nervous tension. But he acted quickly after nodding to Hwoarang. He disappeared behind the crowd and Hwoarang aimed his attention again towards Jin and Ryuu.
Hi felt it again, that feeling he never were able to put his fingers on. Some would call it hate, some would call it love, Some would even call it -pure- passion. But no definition satisfied Jin. He wanted to speak but did not. He wanted to question her; Do you feel the same?
'Come on Jin, the longer you stare at me the deeper trouble I will get in with Hwoarang. Say something, anything.' But her questions and waiting for movement was put to an end finally. Hwoarang directed a kick towards Jin's side to get him away from Ryuu. She let out a sigh in relief. But still she was exhausted from the battle before. While Jin was getting up a few feet from them Hwoarang helped Ryuu get up. Grabbing her arm to put it around his shoulder and pulling her up. Her legs were almost powerless.
"Not good." Hwoarang mumbled.
You could hear a strong sound of a motor and soon the green-eyed youth stopped before Hwoarang. The Korean helped her on the bike and grabbed her jaw slightly so she looked at him.
"Hold on now." He demanded her.
But she simply smiled to him.
"It's my bike, don't you think I know what it's capable of…"
Hwoarang just shook his head while he saw Jack driving away with her. Another came up leaving his own bike in front of him, he nodded at the boy who got away. Hwoarang mounted the bike. Jin just rose and looked at him. Acting came slow. Jin had to figure out what had happened first before he lay eye on Hwoarang and his smirk. Then it didn't take long before he was gone. Jin clenched his fists. Now the hatred towards Hwoarang was real, and equal on both sides. He was going to finish him, no matter what.
A/N: Muu! My chapters are so short -_- *sob* I hope I'll write them longer soon. Cause they will.. be longer I mean… But it's like that.. they never get really long until a way in… Well well.. Don't forget to review little me! ^_^