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 5: Night Visitor
"Go to sleep now, Jin," I bent my head down and gave my little boy a good night kiss. When I started to stand, he pulled on my sleeve.
"Mama?"
"Yes, Jin? What is it?"
"Why don't I have a papa?"
My breath caught in my throat. This was the first time he had asked me that question. Of course, I had anticipated this moment but never this soon.
"All my friends have papas," Jin continued when I didn't speak. "Their papas play with them and pick them up from school. Can Oji-chan be my papa?"
"Oji-chan can't be your papa. He's your uncle," I tried to keep a straight face. "And you already have a papa, remember?"
"Yes, but my papa's not here," Jin's voice started to grow shrill. "Where is he, anyway? You told me he'd come back some day."
"And he will, Jin. He will," I hugged him tightly to prevent him from seeing the tears that coursed down my cheeks. I wanted to assure him but it seemed like I was simply assuring myself.
"He's probably dead," Jin suddenly declared that I had to pull back as if I had just been slapped. I quickly wiped my tears away and stared at him disbelievingly.
"Don't say that! Don't you ever say that, Jin!" I scolded, my voice harsher than I intended but Jin had inherited his father's brashness.
"You told me you love him and he loves you," he started. "If he does love you, then he should have come back by now. So, he's probably dead. My friends told me that."
"Then they're not your friends," I snapped, making him look up at me. How horrible the people from the outside world could be! I sighed and tucked him back on his futon.
"I'm sorry, Jin. I'm just so tired. Just go to sleep, alright? Good night," I stood up and laid on my own futon.
"Good night, Mama. I love you."
"I love you too, Jin," I sniffled and buried my tear-streaked face under the covers.
Something soft ran gently across my cheek followed by the chill of an invasive breeze. I fluttered my eyes open and painstakingly sat up from bed. I looked up the clock and gasped. It was still two in the morning.
I turned to Jin. He was sleeping very soundly, his little chest heaving with his every breath. I smiled. He's just so precious. I faced forward again and noticed something strange. The sliding door was slightly ajar. Hadn't I closed that before I went to bed?
Then, I heard it: the distinct pounding of footsteps in the hallway. I quickly rose to my feet and exited the room, just in time to see a silhouette, making its way out the cottage. My heart pounded in my chest. There was something eerily familiar about that form.
I ran out the house and followed the fleeing figure into the trees. It was fast but I still managed to keep up with it; though the length of my kimono was more than just a bother.
"Wait!" I called but it still wouldn't stop. I thought it was rather confused by the dark surroundings. Fortunately for me, I knew my way around the forest. If it keeps up with its direction, we would soon be in a clearing, where the full moon's light will surely unmask its identity.
"Go away!" it growled, in an obviously disguised voice. Still, this man's voice made my heart lurch to my throat. I quickened my strides. We were closing in on the clearing. The man broke through the trees first.
"Please, stop! Stop!" I yelled and entered the clearing. I stopped to catch my breath, only to have it locked in my lungs. I was right about the moonlight in the clearing. It was bright and it illuminated everything...most especially the man, standing in front of me. I gaped at him, blinking several times to make sure I wasn't just hallucinating. I wasn't. He was still standing there.
"K...Kazuya!"
"Hello...Jun..."
Chapter 6