OBSERVE!
This chapter is not control read. I simply haven't have the time to it. But I didn't want to keep you waiting.. So there might be comments in there that's not supposed to be there.. Also some Quite obvious misspellings and some strange written sentences will be there.
I will correct it eventually.. some.. day. When I have time that would be
Alright.. here's the story!
Oh.. and People... R/R ^_^
Chapter 23 The Calm before The Storm
The next morning was a brand new day. As it use to be. Ryuu raised her head towards the sun. She frowned nonchalantly at its rays that reached her face between the branches. She never had made it back to town that night. She had been sleeping outside in a glade within the forest. In a few seconds she was standing at her feet again. Moving out of the forest. In this time of the day the meadow she the day before had crossed was filled with people. Families having picnics.
"Well who do we have here…?"
Ryuu heard a familiar voice as she became visible. She ignored it at first and kept on walking.
"Hey! Don't you fucking ignore me bitch!"
And even though she saw it coming she did nothing to stop the hand that fell on her shoulder. She stopped and turned around slowly as the hand fell of her.
"What of it… Lucielle?" Ryuu asked the other woman irritated.
"Hmp.. so you don't want my part of the deal we made?" She shrugged. "Well that's fine for me."
"Don't push it." Ryuu warned her as the woman turned around to walk away.
She grinned and turned around again. She was alone… talking to Ryuu. There were probably others with her that you only could see if you had a keen eye. She forced back her hair behind her ear and crossed her arms as she smiled vaguely.
"Get to it. Before I loose my temper."
"Well… your suspicions were right. Tev was the one who attacked your precious Jack. And…"
"And?" She slightly raised her eyebrow.
"Today in the afternoon. Down at the harbor. You know of the place. He'll be there."
"And you?"
"Not a sound." She said.
"Good." And this time when Ryuu turned around to walk away she didn't stop her.
"16 hundred hours!" She shouted at her before she was out of sight. "Hmpf… This'll be your last day in freedom bitch… I hope its miserable."
"Aah… You're so dreadful Lucielle." She heard Tev from behind her.
"Hm… Yes… I'm born that way." She smiled.
Ryuu didn't look back at the woman. She could tell that something was wrong. Not exactly what. But Lucielle was behaving like she had the ace on her hand. Well whatever it was Ryuu were quite sure she could handle it. She took a look around. No it wasn't to think of using wings. Well she could but the talk it would spread would just be tiresome. She sighed as she kept walking.
But as she followed the road she got quite lucky.
"Taking a stroll are we?" She heard a familiar voice from car that slowed down by her side.
"Akirakaze…." She said smiling somewhat.
"Are you going into town?" And she nodded at him. "Get in. If you don't really love to walk…"
She just laughed as she shook her head and opened the door to get a free ride back into town.
* * *
From an almost sleepless night Hwoarang now woke up to the sound of a telephone. He growled a little complaining before he sighed. But it didn't make the phone stop ringing.
"Oh shut up already." And the signal ended… But soon enough it started ringing again. "For the love of God!" He threw away the cover to stagger into the next room and grabbing the phone. "Yeah?" He grunted.
"God Morning Sir."
"Sir?" He asked, still a little clouded.
"Yes Sir. This is your ordered wake up call."
"Wake up call?" He asked looking outside to find out that it was probably late in the morning. "I don't recall ordering anything of that."
"I'm sorry Sir but we have instructions to do anything in our own power to see to it that the contestants are in time."
"The con- Oh! Alright.. thank you… I guess."
"You're welcome sir."
And then he could hear the other person hang up and then the phone started to beep. He put down the receiver and sighed as he rested his head towards the wall. He reflected on yesterday. The day he, for the first time in his life, beat someone from the Doo San family. Well… It wasn't such a big deal really. It wasn't like he had tried forever. Sure to beat Baek maybe. Perhaps it was a shame to say it but the girl wasn't as good as her father. She knew the moves, she had the fantasy but there was still something missing from the fight.
The strength. Well of course he couldn't expect from a girl to be stronger than her father just like that. But still. And at the same time it hadn't felt like a real game anyway. He did it mostly just to tease her. Or to get closer to her. However he had noticed her own need or should he say wish to be with him. Her eyes were easy to read. Such cold eyes glanced quite well when they melted.
All of this made him think of two things. His lost home, his lost family and lost friends. And… his lost master. That word seemed to pop up everywhere in his life. Whenever he did have something it only lingered long enough for him to like it so it would hurt more when it was ripped away from him. So he did now as he always did. He turned his back to the problems and walked into the shower to wash the feelings away.
* * *
"Dragon bitch?" Jin mumbled when he lay awake in his bed.
He was trying to figure out if it had been dream or reality what happened last day. As he had been sleeping this night nothing had disturbed him. Nothing…! He was almost expecting a nightmare of some kind. But nothing. He wanted to see more hard evidence of what had happened. But that was quite impossible. A creature in your mind doesn't exactly leave notes…
He rolled over and looked out on the sky. This was getting out of hand.. in more then one way. He sighed as he closed his eyes again.
"Show yourself." He tried to demand.
But as nothing happened he started to feel foolish about it. Maybe… it had just been a dream after all. Yeah… maybe it was nothing really. If that creature was inside of his head he would listen to him, wouldn't he? But he soon realized that he wasn't the judge of that really. He understood that there was more to know about things then he could imagine. More to know than what he wanted to know.
"Jin?" He heard a voice together with a knocking on the door. "Are you up?"
He rolled over to the other side and saw Sora standing by the doorpost. Smiling.
"You look better today." She said somewhat encouraging and walked in. "Well… I guess you do. I'm not great with things like that." She said as she sat down in the corner of the bed.
Jin smiled vaguely. It amused him really. How two girls that obviously hate and despise each other still could be so alike? Maybe that was why they hated each other. Of course he was comparing Sora with Ryuu. He could imagine the strong objections Sora would declare if he spoke out his thoughts.
"Mm.. I feel a lot better to." He said as he sat up in the bed. "Sora…"
"Hmm?" She looked questioning at him after she glanced out the window. "What?"
"Was I saying anything when you found me?"
"Hmm… No I don't think I can remember you saying anything in particular. Only some mumbles. Why?"
He looked down at his hands. What should he tell her, really…? The truth? Although he would risk being totally classified as a nutcase.
"Nothing really.. I just had this dream…"
"What kind of dream?" She asked a little curious.
"No." He just shook his head. "Nothing."
"Hey! You have to tell me now!" She said looking at him with demanding eyes.
"No, you better not know…" He said a little fleetingly. Not knowing what kind of affect it would have on Sora.
"Tell me for Christ sake!" She demanded as she had crawled up in the bed facing him directly, giving him no other options then to look her into the eyes.
He frowned lightly and felt a little insecure. What would he saw? What SHOULD he say? A little pearl of sweat formed on his forehead and made its way along the side of his face. Sora noticed it and only felt better about it. It could only mean one thing. He had a juicy secret on his hands.
"It's nothing, really…" He tried.
"Mmm Yeah riiiight… Now tell me."
"I-I don't want to get you into something like this Sora." He tried to assure her. "It's for your own good not to know."
"Spare me the lessons and talk rich boy." She demanded with a quite dark voice.
"Could you at least let me get out of the bed?" he asked as he understood that there was no real point in arguing against this woman.
"Hmmm" She looked at him in a suspicious kind of way for a while. "Alright…"
And she got off him and jumped out of the bed. She straightened her dark blue top. Along with the stripe less top she wore a pair of light blue jeans shorts. She had specially arranged her hair. First she had braided three braids then braided them into each other. While Jin got up to pull a shirt over his body she walked around to sit down at the other side of the bed. And when he turned around she sat there… ready to listen.
"You've changed…" He said as he realized that she seemed happier… more open and friendly.
"Eh?" She raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"
"What I said… You've changed. Your personality is more… open."
"Hmm.. I guess I changed as I arrived here in Tokyo. I mean… I didn't exactly receive the best of welcomes. Normally… I am quite… happy… I guess." She said looking down the floor. She herself knew why she behaved like this. It was stupid.. really.. "Now tell me. What the hell is going on?"
"To be honest I have to say that I'm not entirely sure." He started. Not looking at her directly. "But there seems to be something inside me."
"What? Inside of you? Like feelings inside you or like… X-Files inside you?"
"Eeh…" He smiled at her compartment. X-Files? He slightly shook his head. "Like X-Files inside me…"
"Oh…" She said and frowned in doubt. "And what exactly would that mean?"
"I'm not sure…" He said as he sat down in a chair.
"And why shouldn't I know about it?"
"Well… uhm… I don't think it's entirely… safe."
"I don't get it." She said quite plain.
"Hehe… neither did I at first. And I still don't." He said sighing and sinking deeper down in the chair.
"Who told you about it then?"
"Eh?"
"Well.. Since you don't get it yourself somebody must've told you. Or?
"Well yes…" He sighed silently. "Ryuu did."
"Aah… the commercial woman."
"Commercial?"
"Yeah you know commercial.. Everybody knows about the product, they want it although they don't know why. And it gets old to hear about if after a while."
Jin laughed as he heard her explanation while Sora just smiled.
"What?" She asked smirked.
"You hate her don't you?" He asked glancing at her.
She shrugged and looked out the window. And where she aimed her eyes is no real secret now is it.
"I don't have any reasons to like her now do I…"
And just like that she seemed to be back to the Sora Jin knew.
"Guess not." He shrugged.
"But you do… don't you?" She folded her arms and looked at him.
"What me?" He was surprised. What did Sora knew that he hadn't told her?
"That's the real reason why you don't like Hwoarang… isn't it… Sure, maybe you didn't like him before I came her. But after I did and you saw him with that woman you started to hate him. Not that you recalled a louse outcome of a fight."
Jin was stunned. Maybe… it was that way. He followed her eyes out towards the hotel and his eyes narrowed. When he thought of it he did hate him. Oh well… maybe not hate. He thought to himself. Hate was a strong word after all. Would it all be because he saw those two together?
"Let's make a deal." Sora interrupted his thoughts.
"A deal?" He asked a little doubtful.
"You don't want her to be close to Hwoarang right? Well I don't even want to see her closer to him then two yards away from him." She said turning her eyes to his.
"S-Sora…" He whispered as he almost could see her eyes turning dark. He was surprised by what she said.
"You keep her away from him and I keep him away from her. As much as we both can. Deal?" She raised and eyebrow and look intensely at him.
* * *
"How are you going to use this thing?"
"I don't know." Lucielle shrugged.
"You DON'T know? It's my ass you're putting out there! Figure it out already!" The blond backed a few steps.
"Shut up Tev. Show some guts for Christ's sake." She sighed and kept toying with the green sphere.
His eyes followed it as it bounced up and down in her hand and frowned. He definitely didn't like her plan. Putting his ass out as bait he could already see the headlines… "Youngster slaughtered in Tokyo's dock!" If the news would ever get that far.
"Chill Tev." She smiled when she looked at him. "It for the greater good."
His eyes widened a bit. 'For the greater good'? She said that just as if she expected him to die! He sighed deeply. He was fucked this time.
* * *
Ryuu crossed her arms as she was watching the road in the front seat of the blue Volvo. (Okey… I don't like Volvo cars one bit. However… I'm from Sweden and they're made there… I have to let my roots show of somewhere!) Akirakaze looked over at her briefly and smiled.
"What are you up to now?" He asked calmly.
"What?" She asked a little surprised and turned her face towards him.
"Talon is not the only one who has learned to read your face you know. You're up to something."
"Heh." She smiled. "That's no good is it… I should be able to keep a natural face by now."
"You are… If I didn't know you I wouldn't be able to tell a single thing about you. But finding you out here… It's quite a distance from the city, I can tell you're up to something."
"Well… It's nothing you need to know about."
The man nodded and smiled. There was no wonder that his leader liked this girl. She was always so mystic and she always had something going on.
"Can I ask you something Ryuu?"
"Sure, but I can't guarantee you on the answer." She said closing her eyes and leaned her head back.
"Why did you fight Talon that night?"
"What?" She asked glancing over at him for a second.
"Well if I recall it right he actually saved you from death. Then as soon as you had gained conscious you 'escaped' out of there. A week or two later you appeared in front of the gang. Masked of course so we couldn't see your face. I remember the night extremely well. The moon was so bright even thought it was only a crescent moon…"
~FlashBack~
The crescent moon rested high upon the sky. No clouds whatsoever existed within miles so the stars did their best to shine brightly. As a gang of a twelve bikers approached a hill. But suddenly they were brought to a brute halt.
A dark figure had appeared out of nowhere in front of them. The man, as they thought it was, raised his head towards them. They found that the eyes of the man were blinded with a black ribbon, and the face below was covered with a dark cloth.
"Hey you! Move out of the way!"
"Yeah Get out of here!"
The shouts called. The figure remained silent and still. The leader, Hwoarang, raised his hand and the voices instantly died out.
"Who are you?" He asked calmly.
"One who seeks redress." A voice answered weakly.
"Oh I see. You want to fight." Hwoarang smirked. "With blinded eyes?"
"I have no need of my eyes to beat the likes of you."
"Interesting." He said and dismounted his bike. He fell down the support and tightened his gauntlets. Slowly he walked up to the figure.
"If you hold back you will find it fatal." The figure stated.
"Don't worry, it's not my style to give handicaps."
Hwoarang rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to the elbows as he walked towards this mystic character. He didn't bother to try and psyche his opponent but ran straight at him. From the dark cloak stretched a hand out to meet his and he caught Hwoarang's fist.
"Don't use basic moves that rely on strength." He just said and this fight was on for real.
Hwoarang aimed his knee towards the man who quickly was out of the way. His grip around Hwoarang's fist slid to his wrist and with the other hand on the elbow and his left foot in front of Hwoarang's right, and soon Hwoarang was lying on the ground. The stranger didn't waste time; he leaped into the air and his foot was about to impact just when Hwoarang realized his situation and rolled out of the way. Before the stranger had any chance to move again he aimed for his legs, his hit impacted but he didn't fall. But it bought him time to get up on his feet again.
It wasn't some newbie he was facing here, he realized that quickly. But still he couldn't remember facing anyone like this before.
The stranger held his hands on the asphalt, a dark cloak surrounded him and helped to cover some of his moves. Hi was fully dressed in black and the only piece of skin you could see was a thin glimpse between the end of the long shirt and black leather gloves. He sprung up from the ground and charged towards Hwoarang. He reacted quickly and spun one quick round and aimed his kick towards the head. But this stranger was quicker and actually got beneath his leg and delivered him an uppercut, but it didn't hit correctly. Hwoarang threw two kicks at him. One missed only by an inch but the other was a clean hit to his chest. He backed a few stepped but by the quick recovery it seemed as if it did no harm to him.
Hwoarang caught both his fist with his own hands and starred at the clothed face.
"Who are you?" He asked between clenched teeth.
"An embodiment of fire." Was the sole answer before the stranger moved again.
He tried to twist his hands out of Hwoarang's grip. This was the first time Hwoarang realized that this stranger was smaller than he was. That's why the speed was greater, he figured. So what he needed to do was to get clear hits. The stranger's tactic was probably to work on his speed and flexibility, to drive your body to have the same speed all the time despite injuries was an old art. But it required almost rigorous training to attain that technique.
Hwoarang suddenly let go of his fist and leaped to the air, first impact was his left foot, and then he switched to the right in the middle of the air, both hit. But the third was blocked. He landed above the stranger but he soon rolled over to have Hwoarang face the ground. He forced his arm up against his back and pressed his knee down on his back. Hwoarang gathered his energy and managed to throw him off. Both of them got on their feet and a silent second laid between them.
The stranger moved his foot back a step and moved into a sprinter position, Hwoarang did the same. A chill wind touched them both and they ran towards each other. Both of them clenched their right fist and made the exact same move. This… was the last impact.
With barely an inch Hwoarang had won this fight. Only because his arms happened to be longer. Akirakaze walked over to the beaten figure and kneeled by his side. He pressed his fingers towards his throat to feel that the pulse was still beating. He removed the cloth that was covering his face and his eyes widened.
"What the fuck?" He said as he noticed the smooth features of the face. He removed the ribbon also and his suspicion was proved right.
Hwoarang turned towards him with a wondering look.
"What is it?"
"It's a girl… That girl…" He said quietly.
"What?" The Korean's eyes widened and he hurried over.
"It's the girl that escaped from the hospital, the one you saved."
"I'll be dammed…"
"She must have a tremendous spirit… She can only be about 15 or 16 years old… yet she was almost equal to you, with blinded eyes even… What should we do?" He asked looking up at his leader.
"Hm… We'll take her with us." Hwoarang smirked as he watched her face. It didn't show a trace of the fight just now. Not a hint of that she had suffered pain or defeat could be seen in it. It looked as if she was merely sleeping.
~End FlashBack~
"Hmm." Ryuu sighed. "Because I didn't want to owe him anything." She answered calmly.
"Owe him? For what?"
"Well… As much as I hate to admit it, he did kind of save me that night. And I don't like to be in dept to people. So if I killed him the dept would automatically disappear. I guess that was my thought back then."
"Eh?" He glanced over at her. "But why didn't you just ignore it and never show yourself to him again? It's not like he knew who you were…"
"Hehe, he asked the same question. And the answer is still the same. It's not my style to let things slip out of my hands like that."
"Hm… It sounds like you all right…"
They both smiled at the comment and thus this chapter reach it's end ^_~
This chapter is not control read. I simply haven't have the time to it. But I didn't want to keep you waiting.. So there might be comments in there that's not supposed to be there.. Also some Quite obvious misspellings and some strange written sentences will be there.
I will correct it eventually.. some.. day. When I have time that would be
Alright.. here's the story!
Oh.. and People... R/R ^_^
Chapter 23 The Calm before The Storm
The next morning was a brand new day. As it use to be. Ryuu raised her head towards the sun. She frowned nonchalantly at its rays that reached her face between the branches. She never had made it back to town that night. She had been sleeping outside in a glade within the forest. In a few seconds she was standing at her feet again. Moving out of the forest. In this time of the day the meadow she the day before had crossed was filled with people. Families having picnics.
"Well who do we have here…?"
Ryuu heard a familiar voice as she became visible. She ignored it at first and kept on walking.
"Hey! Don't you fucking ignore me bitch!"
And even though she saw it coming she did nothing to stop the hand that fell on her shoulder. She stopped and turned around slowly as the hand fell of her.
"What of it… Lucielle?" Ryuu asked the other woman irritated.
"Hmp.. so you don't want my part of the deal we made?" She shrugged. "Well that's fine for me."
"Don't push it." Ryuu warned her as the woman turned around to walk away.
She grinned and turned around again. She was alone… talking to Ryuu. There were probably others with her that you only could see if you had a keen eye. She forced back her hair behind her ear and crossed her arms as she smiled vaguely.
"Get to it. Before I loose my temper."
"Well… your suspicions were right. Tev was the one who attacked your precious Jack. And…"
"And?" She slightly raised her eyebrow.
"Today in the afternoon. Down at the harbor. You know of the place. He'll be there."
"And you?"
"Not a sound." She said.
"Good." And this time when Ryuu turned around to walk away she didn't stop her.
"16 hundred hours!" She shouted at her before she was out of sight. "Hmpf… This'll be your last day in freedom bitch… I hope its miserable."
"Aah… You're so dreadful Lucielle." She heard Tev from behind her.
"Hm… Yes… I'm born that way." She smiled.
Ryuu didn't look back at the woman. She could tell that something was wrong. Not exactly what. But Lucielle was behaving like she had the ace on her hand. Well whatever it was Ryuu were quite sure she could handle it. She took a look around. No it wasn't to think of using wings. Well she could but the talk it would spread would just be tiresome. She sighed as she kept walking.
But as she followed the road she got quite lucky.
"Taking a stroll are we?" She heard a familiar voice from car that slowed down by her side.
"Akirakaze…." She said smiling somewhat.
"Are you going into town?" And she nodded at him. "Get in. If you don't really love to walk…"
She just laughed as she shook her head and opened the door to get a free ride back into town.
* * *
From an almost sleepless night Hwoarang now woke up to the sound of a telephone. He growled a little complaining before he sighed. But it didn't make the phone stop ringing.
"Oh shut up already." And the signal ended… But soon enough it started ringing again. "For the love of God!" He threw away the cover to stagger into the next room and grabbing the phone. "Yeah?" He grunted.
"God Morning Sir."
"Sir?" He asked, still a little clouded.
"Yes Sir. This is your ordered wake up call."
"Wake up call?" He asked looking outside to find out that it was probably late in the morning. "I don't recall ordering anything of that."
"I'm sorry Sir but we have instructions to do anything in our own power to see to it that the contestants are in time."
"The con- Oh! Alright.. thank you… I guess."
"You're welcome sir."
And then he could hear the other person hang up and then the phone started to beep. He put down the receiver and sighed as he rested his head towards the wall. He reflected on yesterday. The day he, for the first time in his life, beat someone from the Doo San family. Well… It wasn't such a big deal really. It wasn't like he had tried forever. Sure to beat Baek maybe. Perhaps it was a shame to say it but the girl wasn't as good as her father. She knew the moves, she had the fantasy but there was still something missing from the fight.
The strength. Well of course he couldn't expect from a girl to be stronger than her father just like that. But still. And at the same time it hadn't felt like a real game anyway. He did it mostly just to tease her. Or to get closer to her. However he had noticed her own need or should he say wish to be with him. Her eyes were easy to read. Such cold eyes glanced quite well when they melted.
All of this made him think of two things. His lost home, his lost family and lost friends. And… his lost master. That word seemed to pop up everywhere in his life. Whenever he did have something it only lingered long enough for him to like it so it would hurt more when it was ripped away from him. So he did now as he always did. He turned his back to the problems and walked into the shower to wash the feelings away.
* * *
"Dragon bitch?" Jin mumbled when he lay awake in his bed.
He was trying to figure out if it had been dream or reality what happened last day. As he had been sleeping this night nothing had disturbed him. Nothing…! He was almost expecting a nightmare of some kind. But nothing. He wanted to see more hard evidence of what had happened. But that was quite impossible. A creature in your mind doesn't exactly leave notes…
He rolled over and looked out on the sky. This was getting out of hand.. in more then one way. He sighed as he closed his eyes again.
"Show yourself." He tried to demand.
But as nothing happened he started to feel foolish about it. Maybe… it had just been a dream after all. Yeah… maybe it was nothing really. If that creature was inside of his head he would listen to him, wouldn't he? But he soon realized that he wasn't the judge of that really. He understood that there was more to know about things then he could imagine. More to know than what he wanted to know.
"Jin?" He heard a voice together with a knocking on the door. "Are you up?"
He rolled over to the other side and saw Sora standing by the doorpost. Smiling.
"You look better today." She said somewhat encouraging and walked in. "Well… I guess you do. I'm not great with things like that." She said as she sat down in the corner of the bed.
Jin smiled vaguely. It amused him really. How two girls that obviously hate and despise each other still could be so alike? Maybe that was why they hated each other. Of course he was comparing Sora with Ryuu. He could imagine the strong objections Sora would declare if he spoke out his thoughts.
"Mm.. I feel a lot better to." He said as he sat up in the bed. "Sora…"
"Hmm?" She looked questioning at him after she glanced out the window. "What?"
"Was I saying anything when you found me?"
"Hmm… No I don't think I can remember you saying anything in particular. Only some mumbles. Why?"
He looked down at his hands. What should he tell her, really…? The truth? Although he would risk being totally classified as a nutcase.
"Nothing really.. I just had this dream…"
"What kind of dream?" She asked a little curious.
"No." He just shook his head. "Nothing."
"Hey! You have to tell me now!" She said looking at him with demanding eyes.
"No, you better not know…" He said a little fleetingly. Not knowing what kind of affect it would have on Sora.
"Tell me for Christ sake!" She demanded as she had crawled up in the bed facing him directly, giving him no other options then to look her into the eyes.
He frowned lightly and felt a little insecure. What would he saw? What SHOULD he say? A little pearl of sweat formed on his forehead and made its way along the side of his face. Sora noticed it and only felt better about it. It could only mean one thing. He had a juicy secret on his hands.
"It's nothing, really…" He tried.
"Mmm Yeah riiiight… Now tell me."
"I-I don't want to get you into something like this Sora." He tried to assure her. "It's for your own good not to know."
"Spare me the lessons and talk rich boy." She demanded with a quite dark voice.
"Could you at least let me get out of the bed?" he asked as he understood that there was no real point in arguing against this woman.
"Hmmm" She looked at him in a suspicious kind of way for a while. "Alright…"
And she got off him and jumped out of the bed. She straightened her dark blue top. Along with the stripe less top she wore a pair of light blue jeans shorts. She had specially arranged her hair. First she had braided three braids then braided them into each other. While Jin got up to pull a shirt over his body she walked around to sit down at the other side of the bed. And when he turned around she sat there… ready to listen.
"You've changed…" He said as he realized that she seemed happier… more open and friendly.
"Eh?" She raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"
"What I said… You've changed. Your personality is more… open."
"Hmm.. I guess I changed as I arrived here in Tokyo. I mean… I didn't exactly receive the best of welcomes. Normally… I am quite… happy… I guess." She said looking down the floor. She herself knew why she behaved like this. It was stupid.. really.. "Now tell me. What the hell is going on?"
"To be honest I have to say that I'm not entirely sure." He started. Not looking at her directly. "But there seems to be something inside me."
"What? Inside of you? Like feelings inside you or like… X-Files inside you?"
"Eeh…" He smiled at her compartment. X-Files? He slightly shook his head. "Like X-Files inside me…"
"Oh…" She said and frowned in doubt. "And what exactly would that mean?"
"I'm not sure…" He said as he sat down in a chair.
"And why shouldn't I know about it?"
"Well… uhm… I don't think it's entirely… safe."
"I don't get it." She said quite plain.
"Hehe… neither did I at first. And I still don't." He said sighing and sinking deeper down in the chair.
"Who told you about it then?"
"Eh?"
"Well.. Since you don't get it yourself somebody must've told you. Or?
"Well yes…" He sighed silently. "Ryuu did."
"Aah… the commercial woman."
"Commercial?"
"Yeah you know commercial.. Everybody knows about the product, they want it although they don't know why. And it gets old to hear about if after a while."
Jin laughed as he heard her explanation while Sora just smiled.
"What?" She asked smirked.
"You hate her don't you?" He asked glancing at her.
She shrugged and looked out the window. And where she aimed her eyes is no real secret now is it.
"I don't have any reasons to like her now do I…"
And just like that she seemed to be back to the Sora Jin knew.
"Guess not." He shrugged.
"But you do… don't you?" She folded her arms and looked at him.
"What me?" He was surprised. What did Sora knew that he hadn't told her?
"That's the real reason why you don't like Hwoarang… isn't it… Sure, maybe you didn't like him before I came her. But after I did and you saw him with that woman you started to hate him. Not that you recalled a louse outcome of a fight."
Jin was stunned. Maybe… it was that way. He followed her eyes out towards the hotel and his eyes narrowed. When he thought of it he did hate him. Oh well… maybe not hate. He thought to himself. Hate was a strong word after all. Would it all be because he saw those two together?
"Let's make a deal." Sora interrupted his thoughts.
"A deal?" He asked a little doubtful.
"You don't want her to be close to Hwoarang right? Well I don't even want to see her closer to him then two yards away from him." She said turning her eyes to his.
"S-Sora…" He whispered as he almost could see her eyes turning dark. He was surprised by what she said.
"You keep her away from him and I keep him away from her. As much as we both can. Deal?" She raised and eyebrow and look intensely at him.
* * *
"How are you going to use this thing?"
"I don't know." Lucielle shrugged.
"You DON'T know? It's my ass you're putting out there! Figure it out already!" The blond backed a few steps.
"Shut up Tev. Show some guts for Christ's sake." She sighed and kept toying with the green sphere.
His eyes followed it as it bounced up and down in her hand and frowned. He definitely didn't like her plan. Putting his ass out as bait he could already see the headlines… "Youngster slaughtered in Tokyo's dock!" If the news would ever get that far.
"Chill Tev." She smiled when she looked at him. "It for the greater good."
His eyes widened a bit. 'For the greater good'? She said that just as if she expected him to die! He sighed deeply. He was fucked this time.
* * *
Ryuu crossed her arms as she was watching the road in the front seat of the blue Volvo. (Okey… I don't like Volvo cars one bit. However… I'm from Sweden and they're made there… I have to let my roots show of somewhere!) Akirakaze looked over at her briefly and smiled.
"What are you up to now?" He asked calmly.
"What?" She asked a little surprised and turned her face towards him.
"Talon is not the only one who has learned to read your face you know. You're up to something."
"Heh." She smiled. "That's no good is it… I should be able to keep a natural face by now."
"You are… If I didn't know you I wouldn't be able to tell a single thing about you. But finding you out here… It's quite a distance from the city, I can tell you're up to something."
"Well… It's nothing you need to know about."
The man nodded and smiled. There was no wonder that his leader liked this girl. She was always so mystic and she always had something going on.
"Can I ask you something Ryuu?"
"Sure, but I can't guarantee you on the answer." She said closing her eyes and leaned her head back.
"Why did you fight Talon that night?"
"What?" She asked glancing over at him for a second.
"Well if I recall it right he actually saved you from death. Then as soon as you had gained conscious you 'escaped' out of there. A week or two later you appeared in front of the gang. Masked of course so we couldn't see your face. I remember the night extremely well. The moon was so bright even thought it was only a crescent moon…"
~FlashBack~
The crescent moon rested high upon the sky. No clouds whatsoever existed within miles so the stars did their best to shine brightly. As a gang of a twelve bikers approached a hill. But suddenly they were brought to a brute halt.
A dark figure had appeared out of nowhere in front of them. The man, as they thought it was, raised his head towards them. They found that the eyes of the man were blinded with a black ribbon, and the face below was covered with a dark cloth.
"Hey you! Move out of the way!"
"Yeah Get out of here!"
The shouts called. The figure remained silent and still. The leader, Hwoarang, raised his hand and the voices instantly died out.
"Who are you?" He asked calmly.
"One who seeks redress." A voice answered weakly.
"Oh I see. You want to fight." Hwoarang smirked. "With blinded eyes?"
"I have no need of my eyes to beat the likes of you."
"Interesting." He said and dismounted his bike. He fell down the support and tightened his gauntlets. Slowly he walked up to the figure.
"If you hold back you will find it fatal." The figure stated.
"Don't worry, it's not my style to give handicaps."
Hwoarang rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to the elbows as he walked towards this mystic character. He didn't bother to try and psyche his opponent but ran straight at him. From the dark cloak stretched a hand out to meet his and he caught Hwoarang's fist.
"Don't use basic moves that rely on strength." He just said and this fight was on for real.
Hwoarang aimed his knee towards the man who quickly was out of the way. His grip around Hwoarang's fist slid to his wrist and with the other hand on the elbow and his left foot in front of Hwoarang's right, and soon Hwoarang was lying on the ground. The stranger didn't waste time; he leaped into the air and his foot was about to impact just when Hwoarang realized his situation and rolled out of the way. Before the stranger had any chance to move again he aimed for his legs, his hit impacted but he didn't fall. But it bought him time to get up on his feet again.
It wasn't some newbie he was facing here, he realized that quickly. But still he couldn't remember facing anyone like this before.
The stranger held his hands on the asphalt, a dark cloak surrounded him and helped to cover some of his moves. Hi was fully dressed in black and the only piece of skin you could see was a thin glimpse between the end of the long shirt and black leather gloves. He sprung up from the ground and charged towards Hwoarang. He reacted quickly and spun one quick round and aimed his kick towards the head. But this stranger was quicker and actually got beneath his leg and delivered him an uppercut, but it didn't hit correctly. Hwoarang threw two kicks at him. One missed only by an inch but the other was a clean hit to his chest. He backed a few stepped but by the quick recovery it seemed as if it did no harm to him.
Hwoarang caught both his fist with his own hands and starred at the clothed face.
"Who are you?" He asked between clenched teeth.
"An embodiment of fire." Was the sole answer before the stranger moved again.
He tried to twist his hands out of Hwoarang's grip. This was the first time Hwoarang realized that this stranger was smaller than he was. That's why the speed was greater, he figured. So what he needed to do was to get clear hits. The stranger's tactic was probably to work on his speed and flexibility, to drive your body to have the same speed all the time despite injuries was an old art. But it required almost rigorous training to attain that technique.
Hwoarang suddenly let go of his fist and leaped to the air, first impact was his left foot, and then he switched to the right in the middle of the air, both hit. But the third was blocked. He landed above the stranger but he soon rolled over to have Hwoarang face the ground. He forced his arm up against his back and pressed his knee down on his back. Hwoarang gathered his energy and managed to throw him off. Both of them got on their feet and a silent second laid between them.
The stranger moved his foot back a step and moved into a sprinter position, Hwoarang did the same. A chill wind touched them both and they ran towards each other. Both of them clenched their right fist and made the exact same move. This… was the last impact.
With barely an inch Hwoarang had won this fight. Only because his arms happened to be longer. Akirakaze walked over to the beaten figure and kneeled by his side. He pressed his fingers towards his throat to feel that the pulse was still beating. He removed the cloth that was covering his face and his eyes widened.
"What the fuck?" He said as he noticed the smooth features of the face. He removed the ribbon also and his suspicion was proved right.
Hwoarang turned towards him with a wondering look.
"What is it?"
"It's a girl… That girl…" He said quietly.
"What?" The Korean's eyes widened and he hurried over.
"It's the girl that escaped from the hospital, the one you saved."
"I'll be dammed…"
"She must have a tremendous spirit… She can only be about 15 or 16 years old… yet she was almost equal to you, with blinded eyes even… What should we do?" He asked looking up at his leader.
"Hm… We'll take her with us." Hwoarang smirked as he watched her face. It didn't show a trace of the fight just now. Not a hint of that she had suffered pain or defeat could be seen in it. It looked as if she was merely sleeping.
~End FlashBack~
"Hmm." Ryuu sighed. "Because I didn't want to owe him anything." She answered calmly.
"Owe him? For what?"
"Well… As much as I hate to admit it, he did kind of save me that night. And I don't like to be in dept to people. So if I killed him the dept would automatically disappear. I guess that was my thought back then."
"Eh?" He glanced over at her. "But why didn't you just ignore it and never show yourself to him again? It's not like he knew who you were…"
"Hehe, he asked the same question. And the answer is still the same. It's not my style to let things slip out of my hands like that."
"Hm… It sounds like you all right…"
They both smiled at the comment and thus this chapter reach it's end ^_~