Chapter 4:

Kazaa

Hwoarang's thoughts floated up like bubbles, but slipped from him like snakes. His emotions were confusing him as he thought more and more about the twins following him. He paused at the front door and breathed deeply as he turned the knob.

"Denise! I'm home!" Hwoarang said, his voice carrying through the large living room.

"Already? I thought you two would have been out long.... er..." She walked from the kitchen and stopped, looking at the two young twins. "Who are your friends Sean?"

"They're not my friends." The boy sneered and stuck his nose in the air. Kazaa's face softened in disappointment and grabbed his brother, whose face was full of anger and who had almost lunged at the other boy.

"Snob..." Jyn mumbled. Kazaa elbowed him. Hwoarang's eyes narrowed at the boy but he did nothing.

"Denise. Take a good look." The woman looked at him strangely.

"At what?"

"These two. What else?" Hwoarang slapped his forehead. She thought for a moment and gazed,

"What's wrong with them?"

"...." He gave her the most stupid look he could muster. "Who do they look like?"

"Jin." She answered simply. Kazaa's eyes widened.

"You know our father?!" Hwoarang looked at the boy.

"You don't live with him?"

"Well, ... er... no... See..." Kazaa looked at the ground, not knowing what to say.

"That's why we're here." Jyn sighed, sounding annoyed.

"... Kaziya." Denise's words slipped from her as they did from Hwoarang. Hwoarang nodded. Kazaa mentally kicked himself for letting his mouth run before he loaded his brain.

"Um... Mr.-"

"Let's get to the point shall we?" Hwoarang turned his cold stare to the boys. "Where's your mother?"

"Well, um... She-"

"Well, what?!" Hwoarang screamed at Kazaa.

"You see she-"

"Don't tell me she left you! Of all the-"

"SHUT UP!" Jyn screamed back at the tall redheaded man, stepping in front of Kazaa. Hwoarang's anger grew but before he opened his mouth to put the boy in his place, Jyn's brow furrowed, "You have no right to beat down Virgil! I will NOT stand for it! Not even in YOUR home!" The boy waited, his anger growing intensely. Hwoarang went for the boy's shirt and grabbed him up off his feet to face him, eye-to-eye. Jyn, remained the same. He showed no fear and his face was that of a true Mishima. "You won't break me. Because you can't." Jyn sneered. Hwoarang had had about enough and pulled his fist back. Denise jumped and grabbed Hwoarang, making him drop the boy and she pulled him back away from them. Jyn lunged for Hwoarang but Kazaa held him back. Jyn growled. Sean lunged for Jyn, his leg ready to kick. Jyn used his brother and threw up both of his legs, kicking Sean with the left and sending him into the coffee table.

"JYN!" Kazaa pulled him back, "What the hell did you do THAT for?!"

"What does it look like!? He came at me!" Jyn persisted. By now Hwoarang was calmed down, and he tried to hold himself back. Kazaa looked at Denise,

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Bailey, Please forgive my brother. He... He only meant to-"

"I know. Don't worry about it." She picked up Sean and looked at the bruise on the side of his face. Kazaa let Jyn go and Jyn crossed his arms.

"Say you're sorry, Jyn." Jyn gave him a stupid look. "I'm serious."

"So am I."

"Enough games, Jyn. Say you're sorry."

"You deserved it." Jyn sneered at the redheaded boy. Kazaa smacked him over the head. Denise shook her head and pointed up stairs.

"Go to your room, Sean. I'll deal with you in a moment. And don't touch anything!" Sean's gaze fell to the floor as he traveled upstairs.

"Mrs. Denise, I apologize for my brother-"

"Don't worry about it. Sean shouldn't have attacked him." Kazaa sighed,

"I think... I think we'd better go." Kazaa took his brother's wrist and turned to the door.

"I'm not going to ask you to stay here, boys. Because I know what will happen." Kazaa turned around to Denise and she continued, "But you're still little boys. Here. This is Lei Wulong, my partner. Tell him I sent you and wanted to know if he would take care for you two until you find your father." Kazaa took the piece of paper and bowed, "Thank you so much." The then nodded to Hwoarang and lead Jyn out the door.

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Well, today was intresting. We finally met our Uncle, though I'm not sure that was such a good thing. Aunt Denise is very understanding. or at least this is how she seems to me. I like her. And Sean, well, he couldn't be more like his dad. or could he?

Jyn... He held him self well. Though I would have rather him not have done what he did. Though, I'm sure for once, he had thought through his actions. I'm proud of him. He never hit Uncle Hwoarang. he hit Sean though, but if he hadn't... Sean would have probably pumbled him. With is father technique of course.

Kazaa looked up at Jyn who remained quiet at the other side of the table in the coffee house. He stared at his soda, then sipped it. This had been repeated for over an hour and now the streetlights were staring to come on.

"Vincent." Jyn looked up at Kazaa. "I think we should go and find Officer Wulong before it gets any darker." Jyn looked back at his soda.

"Lead the way." The two took their guitars, the laptop, and headed out the door.