neverending fantasy Chapter 2: Goodnight Xiao, a tekken fanfic

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Guys! If you're confused with my prologue you could just skip it but then it would be really useful coz you'll understand more when more chapters come in. anyway… sorry about my summary. This will be a JinxxXiaoyuxxHwoarang pairing. I do think there aren't much XiaoHwoa pairings out there and I do love Xiaoyin that's why I'll just make 'em a love triangle… anyway… arigatou gozaimasu for your review/s! it means so much to me.

I dedicate this chapter to my idols (makers of Xiaoyins and XiaoHwoas) and to the ixion Xanster group… cough cough. And to nutz who has supportd me all the way!

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Gooddnight... Xiao

It was a bright morning. The sun rose graciously and illuminated the dark corners while the wind's breeze caressed through the green pleated leaves of the trees. The stream was swirling through the pebble-patched pavement. Birds were twittering as they perch on the branches of oaks and the rodents scurrying through the luscious evergreen beneath their feet. It surely was a sight to be praised.

Knock

A low grunting noise came out as a reply. A series of movements could be heard inside the room as the door slowly crept open.

"Rise and shine, Princess" the woman who intervened my beautiful slumber shouted rather happily as she thrust the heavy curtains open thus sending the bright rays of the majestic sun into the dark room.

"Brenda…." I said, groggily and annoyed for messing my morning with her ear piercing tone. "Why must you wake me up like this…?" Now I was really pissed off. I took my pink fluffy pillow and slamming it unto my head. Covering the unnerving light from my face that was sent into my room radiating it with its illustrious light.

She laughed with her most irritating voice. Why was she like this to me? She's completely torturing me!

"My dear… you must have your breakfast every now and then, don't you think?" she queried.

I scoffed beneath my pillow as I tried my best to get back to sleep without her stupid voice ringing in my head. Then the next thing I knew a gush of wind beneath me sent my eyes popping out. I jolted up as my eyes were adjusting to the bright room before me. Then I saw her… holding up my blanket with her stubby hands. A smile of triumph crept on her face as she waved it back and forth.

"Now, my dear. Would you care to dress up for breakfast and join your parents?" a teasing smile plastered on her face.

I'm not going to give in to her… I shouldn't. Fumes started to build up inside me as my veins became visible against my ivory skin. I was breathing heavily now. My hair was in complete disarray and my eyes were downcast as I gave out an eerie feeling towards her.

"Ehermm… trying to scare me with you're The Ring impressions, are you?" she said, unfazed.

Without delaying any further second, a pink thing whooshed by like the speed of light. It hit her square on the face. I looked up to her and gave out an innocent smile. Hehehe… One point for Xiao. And before I knew it, more pillows flew overhead thus giving way to a perilous game of pillow fight. (Hehehe… Xiao is pretty strong)

And the verdict is…

Feathers were everywhere. The grandiose bedroom of the princess turned into a room of chaotic feathery ambiance. Giggles were heard on the floor. There Brenda and me lay laughing wholeheartedly. We could hardly breath from all the laughter.

"Ok, my dear. Game's over so would you please go downstairs and join your parents for breakfast?" she said in between giggles. She straightened out her uniform and fixed her dark brown hair. Then she held her arm out and I gladly took it.

"Sure, Brenda." I said as I took off for the closet and picked out something to wear. The door clicked and I knew Brenda had already left. While I was in search for wardrobe inside that humungous mahogany based closet (which was like a room), I dished out the first thing I found and decided to wear them. I strode of to my vanity closet and checked my hair only to find a stupid case called bad hair day. So I brushed it as fast and as careful as possible so as not to break the delicate strands. Then I scrambled my little butt downstairs to the kitchen where breakfast was held.

I clutched my hands on the golden knobs of the double doors and swung them open. Then I took a seat next to my mother who was daintily waiting for me along with my father, grandmamma and grandpapa.

Breakfast was served and everyone was feasting quietly on their seats. There was deep silence in the room until Father abruptly spoke up.

"My dear daughter, I have great news to tell you," he said sounding a bit worried yet he covered this with a smile. Although it was obvious tome but then she disregarded it. Probably mood swings, she thought to herself. "Xiaoyu…" he continued on. Trying to choose his words carefully. "You are to attend school in a place we call Duello." He said deciding to get to the point. Then he resumed eating as if nothing happened... or as if he said nothing at all.

After that, silence began to engulf once again until boisterous laughter enveloped the room.

"Father, that was a real kicker. You almost got me fooled back there with your oh-so-serious-look,"I said, wiping the tears that were forming at the edge ofmy eyes.

"Daughter, I am speaking to you in a serious manner. This is no game nor am I fooling around." A stern look was now evident across his face. It's as if he was boring holes unto my skin. Like his eyes were flesh- eaters that started devouring my flesh.

I was perplexed with all the rush. The words didn't seem to register in my head. The words seemed to have just passed through my ear and made its way out at the other end. Was he truly serious? I don't get it. I don't get this at all. I took a good look at him. His eyes fixed with the stern look that he had moments ago. Then I looked at my mom; then at grandmamma; then to grandpapa. They all seem serious about this.

"But Father… why?" I asked. My mind began to race with all the complexities that was occurring right there and then.

"Daughter, you must go. I can't just let you live inside the palace walls without letting you know the people living outside. How are you to become a ruler in this kingdom if you are to be like this?"

"But what if I don't want to be a ruler! What if I just want to stay here behind these walls? What's the use of those tutors anyway? What's the point? I don't get this. I don't get anything anymore." Warm tears started welling from the edges of my eyes. I couldn't help it. I don't want to go!

Next thing I knew, I was there with my entire luggage and the chauffer beeped his horn in the stretch limousine. I ran to my mother and father and kissed them goodbye. Then I kissed my grandparents too. They all wished me good luck as the limo rode off the pebbled pavement towards the gate.

I looked back and saw their faces, waving back at me. They were smiling but I just know that they didn't want me to go. But then as what Father said, "You must go.It's not like it's the end of the world or anything. You're just going to school." He gave me a reassuring smile and a bear hug. I started crying seeing myself not being able to feel Father's bear hugs is unbearable! But then he asked me to go... for him. I didn't understand it but then I love Father and I didn't want this to be hard on him as it already is. Tears started trickling down my rosy pink cheeks. I'm gonna miss you… I said as the images began to descend in the distance.

I looked out into the sky and saw how blue it was… it looked so much different when I was in the palace. I saw all kinds of people bowing whenever the limo passed by. Smiles were plastered on their faces as they waved to the limo. Father must've made his people really happy. I hope I could too…Then I dozed off into a deep slumber.

I heard something calling out.

Princess…

I tried to open my eyes but then my eyelids were too heavy. But as the incessant noise became louder I managed to squint my eyes open only to find the chauffer calling me.

"We have arrived," he said. He drove the limo inside the gates of Duello.

I took a better look at it and noticed that it was the same modernized buildings I saw in the Internet. I gawked at its refined building blocks and the splendid architecture done unto it (This by the way is the Mishima Polytechnic School). To others, this may look like another school used to create weary beasts out of the students but to me; it looked like a whole new world. This just goes to show that I truly don't get out much.

The door was opened for me.

"Thank you, Bob." I said with the sincerest smile I could muster. He seemed to be glad at my way of acting-this-out-maturely thus making him smile back as well. Then he went to the back of the limo where he took my luggage out.

I started to feel watched. I looked around only to find people staring at me. They were mostly guys and I couldn't tell why they were gawking at me in such a weird way. I even felt the piercing eyes of the ladies with them. I felt awkward but then I had to go on. So I walked up the steps with my knee high, pink-colored spring dress with white flowers embroidered on it. My hair was in a ponytail covered up by my sun hat. It swayed along with my hips and it made the guys drool all the more. Damn Brenda and her way of manipulating my fashion sense!

Then a chest greeted me once I was already at the top of the steps.

"Hey gorgeous would you mind telling me what room you're in?"

A hard massive chest… I looked up at him and saw a confident grin plastered on his face. Auburn tresses like fiery embers all spiked up and a well-built physique to boot. It couldn't be…

"Oh my gosh! Hwoarang is that really you?"

"What the—Pan Pan! That you girl?" he said eyeing her in disbelief.

"Yeah it's me." I blushed at his reaction when his eyes went all wide open. Oh! And you might be wondering who Hwoarang is. Well… he's been my best friend since childhood and we used to play a lot in the palace since our parents are close pals and all. After he left because his dad had to look after his people back in their homeland we never seen each other after that. "By the way, don't call me that. I'm not a kid anymore, you know." I said, giving him a playful push on the shoulder.

He laughed at my remark and gave me a hug.

"I've missed you Pan Pan." He said and after a few moments he let go. "So like I said, what room you're in?"

"Well… I got to go to the reception office first to get my room number and key. Will you come with me Hwoa?" I asked with puppy dog eyes. He never used to resist this.

"Sure Pan Pan. Anything for you." He gave me a playful tap on the head. Then the two of us left for the reception office.

I sighed. Then lay flat on the bed. "I'm bushed." My luggage came in along with Hwoarang.

"Hey, nice crib." Checking out the spacious room and the interior designing.

The 'crib' I have is undoubtedly spaciuos. Five people could possibly live in here. The room was painted in a brillinat maroon color which gave out the essence of royalty (I didn't care - really). The wooden furnitures were even furnished! It was amazing how I considered this place to almost feel like a glamorous hotel room. But then I didn't care much about the room. once i made my way through the hallway, I immediately flopped on the bed.

I gave a groan. I was too tired to move or even talk, for that matter.

"Hehehe. Thought you'd get tired with all that sugar you had from that vending machine. Guess you still didn't lose your sugar rush, Pan Pan." Helaughed as he sat next to my overly fatigued body lying breathless on the queen-sized bed.

I turned around and managed to lie on my back. I looked up at the dizzying ceiling overhead. "Hey Hwoa. Where's your room by the way? And who's my roommate? Do I even have a roommate? And how am I gonna fix all my stuff when there's so many and I'm just really tired!" I breathed trying to take in gulps of air.

"Hey-hey. Slow down. First of, my room's just in this floor around the corner and secondly, your roommate's not here yet so don't worry about it—" He was cut off.

"But then who am I gonna sleep with?"

Then Hwoarang placed his index finger on my lips. "You talk too much, Pan Pan. Well… if you want, I could stay here for a while till you get to sleep and I'll be off to my room without the clerk ever noticing." He said a confident grin on his face. "Moving on… and third, you can fix your stuff tomorrow. I'll help you, ok?"

I gave a simple nod in reply.

Moments have passed and I realized that he was still on my bed.

"Hwoarang? Can you sleep over there by that couch?" I asked with my eyes closed. I'm really tired… yawn. Then I felt the bed move and instinctively I knew Hwoarang was off the bed. There was this smooth clothing tracing down from my legs traveling up towards my shoulders. Then I felt a peck of warmth unto my forehead. I looked up and noticed a blanket was wrapped around me and Hwoarang walking towards the couch where I asked him to stay.

"Goodnight Hwoa"

"Goodnight Xiao…"

Well guys… what'd you think? I hope you like it. I'm gonna put in more of those mushy moments as we transcend from chapter to chapter. Please... review. All your reviews mean so much to me and gives me inspiration as they say. Au revoir!