Author's notes: This story is a sort of sequel to "As Purity Lay in the Arms of Evil", other than "As Evil Lay in the Arms of Purity" and "Obsession Possession" and can be considered a sort of prequel to "Tekken 5: The Kazama-Mishima Connections, "The Kazama-Mishima Connections 2" and "The Kazama-Mishima Connections 3" so I suggest you read those fics since it may have something to do with this. This fiction is from Jun Kazama's point of view. Some characters, situation and information may be fan-made. Rated NC-17
Disclaimer: Jun Kazama, Jin Kazama, Kazuya Mishima, 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 3: Reunion
"How's the tea, Oni-chan?" I asked, a little nervously as I handed my older brother a slice of cake.
"Very good. Very relaxing," he smiled shakily. "You were always the best cook, Jun-chan. Mmm...this cake is divine."
"Arigato," my eyes fell back on Jin, who was still squealing and jumping over the gifts his uncle had brought him. I sighed. I really wasn't comfortable in my brother's presence. Not since five years ago.
"There's a lot of toys, Mama!" Jin declared, showing me a robot which was over half his size. "It's so big! My friends will be so jealous!"
"Jin, thank your uncle and take your new toys back to the room," I ordered softly. Jin nodded, rushed towards my brother, and to my surprise, gave him a big hug.
"Arigato gozaimasu, Oji-chan!" he thanked and gathered his toys, excitedly taking them to our room. When I heard the door slide to a close, I turned to my brother again. There were tears trapped in his eyes.
"His such a precious child..." he mumbled. "You're very lucky, Jun-chan."
"I am..." I nodded. We stared at each other for the longest time. Though things hadn't gone smoothly between us for quite a while, I still saw him as he is: the man who raised me after our parents' deaths; my dear older brother; my guardian.
However, I'm not going to lie and say I've forgotten the hurt he gave me all those years ago. Back when I was pregnant with Jin, my grandmother, Kaoru, had taken the news lightly, a truce forming between us. So, I really was expecting my older brother, to accept the situation more than anyone. But I never expected him to be so harsh, practically pushing me out the dojo and yelling out to the world how much I had dishonored the Kazama name.
"Jun-chan...there's no point in stalling," my brother shook his head. "I came here to...to apologize to you. I feel so miserable. I...I threw you out and disowned you the minute you told me you were with child. And now...I can't understand how you could still welcome me into your home without hesitation."
I felt my heart melt. I reached out for his wrinkled hand and gripped it tightly.
"Oni-chan...I could never hate you," I smiled, the tears emerging from my lids. "You're my family. I understand why you did what you did. It was a disgrace, I admit. But...I loved him. I loved my son's father. And I have no regrets whatsoever. He gave me such a beautiful, wonderful child."
"Where is he now?" my brother asked, his eyes on his half-empty tea cup.
"I don't know..." I confessed. "But there's been no one else for me since him."
"Then...you did love him as you claimed."
"I still love him."
Another moment of silence. Finally, both of us sprang up from where we sat and embraced one another. I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks. It had been such a long time since I last hugged him.
"Oh, Jun. I'm so sorry. So sorry," Oni-chan sobbed. "I've been a terrible brother to have done that to you. You must really hate me."
"Never, Oni-chan. I forgave you a long time ago," I pulled back and gave him a reassuring smile. Then, I let out a hearty laugh. "You look so much like Otousan with that mustache!"
"And you're just as beautiful as Okaasan," he laughed himself.
"What's so funny?" Jin cried, bounding out of the room.
"Come, Jin," I gestured for him to come closer. "Oji-chan has many stories to tell."
"Will he stay here?" Jin looked up at my brother expectantly. My brother laughed and carried his nephew in his arms.
"I guess I could stay one night."
"Only one night?" Jin and I said at the same time, making Oni-chan laugh.
"Like mother, like son," he quipped. "Sorry, Jun. But I really can't stay long. I'll just give you my number."
Chapter 4