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 12: Arrival
I woke up with a start, for a moment, forgetting where I was until the loud, thundering sound of the plane engine told me that I had arrived. I turned to the window. It was true. I was in Osaka.
I felt the pat of hand on mine and turned to look at my brother's wrinkled face, a smile of reassurance on his lips.
"Don't worry, Jun-chan," he crooned, seemingly for the tenth time. "Everything will turn out fine. You'll see."
"I hope so," I answered back without much enthusiasm. Minutes later, we began disembarking the plane, Oni-chan, carrying all of my luggage.
When I finally stepped out, the night wind was bitter and cold. Not a good sign, I thought...or maybe I was just apprehensive...paranoid. I couldn't help it. Even here, my melancholia wouldn't leave me. My brother said it was just the hormones, but I knew it was also something else.
Kazuya hadn't made an attempt to get in touch with me again. Not even a subtle one. What if that corporation he was working in (what was it again?) found out about that night? What would they do to him? Or...what had they done to him? I was pretty much certain Kazuya would never allow anyone to lord over him...but then again, Kazuya's a changed man.
And our baby! Kami! Does he even know! What would he say once he learns I have to give him or her up? Should I even continue on with this? It's our baby after all. But then again...I can't...I really...mustn't...
"Jun-chan?" Oni-chan looked at me apprehensively. "Is anything wrong? Why are you breathing that way?"
"Huh?" I snapped my head towards him. My heavy breathing didn't stop until I let out a throaty sob that sounded so pathetic. "I...don't know, Oni-chan...I don't know anymore...I don't know..."
I hadn't even realized we were already by the airport lobby...nor did I hear my own voice going shriller and shriller. Through my teary vision, I could see that people were gawking at me. What did I care! What did they! They don't know me! They don't know what I'm going through! Not even Oni-chan!
"Jun-chan, please. Get a hold of yourself."
"Get a hold..." I almost laughed. I pointed to my swelling middle, a pained expression on my face. Later, I would learn this to be another emotional outburst brought upon by hormones. "Look at me, Oni-chan! Look at me! Do you even unde---"
I was cut off. Not by my brother, no. By something else. Something that tickled inside of me. I held my breath and blinked several times. There it was again!
"Jun-chan?"
"Kami..." I whispered when I realized what it was. The tears fell down from my eyes, but not because of the previous reason. I put my palm softly on my belly and felt it. "Oni-chan...the baby is kicking..."
"Really!" a light sprang up in my brother's eyes as he instinctively reached to feel it. "Oh, wow! This is wonderful, Jun-chan! Oh! Another one!"
I couldn't help but laugh. Oni-chan was like a little boy again, on his first trip to an amusement park. But then...he had probably never felt a baby's kick from a mother's womb.
"This is wonderful," Oni-chan repeated, his joviality mirroring my own. He grew more excited when I told him it was the first time I actually felt it. "I'm so happy to be here for a first! And it kicked so hard too! I think it might be another boy. He'll become an excellent student of the Kazama-Ryu one day!"
"Maybe," I smiled, though I was pulled into depression again. Kazuya was supposed to be the one standing beside me and feeling our baby's first kick...not that I would deprive my brother of the same joy. But still...oh, how I wish Kazuya was here!
I followed my brother out of the airport, putting on a fake smile as I listened to him talk a storm about his plans for his future nephew.
A/N: Sorry if I'm writing at such a slow pace. I'm juggling between jobs and managing several websites as well as doing artworks. I'm also concentrating heavily on my own novel. I hope you understand. Watch for the next few chapters. meantime, don't forget to visit my site--- kazxjun.tk
Chapter 13