A/N: I am so skillful. Anyways, I was thinking about how in every chapter I have to have a flashback, well, this time, I didn't have one. I am very pleased to break free of the routine.gyste4, I was thinking that Xiaoyu should have some alone time from her friends, and now that Miharu has decided to help her with the fourth tournament, they'll become more friend-like. Lol, Thee Slushee...sniff you are so kind! Thank you for reviewing!

Disclaimer: Yep...still, you know sitting at my computer, with orange soda...not owning Tekken, or any related characters...

I was sitting with Miharu at the local mall, chatting about the tournament, and when we would practice. It had been so long since I had just hung out with her, and it was actually interesting.

"Hey, Xiao, I really am sorry about how I've been acting lately..." She had her head bowed, so her hair had fallen in front of her face. I actually felt pity for her.

"Oh, Mi…you don't have to be sorry, I understand." Yes, I know, I should of gone with the Cliché, 'it's really my fault', but it hadn't, so I'm not going to tell her I'm sorry.

She lifted her head with a bright smile; "Thanks! I'm so happy you're not mad at me anymore!" She tossed her arms around my neck, cutting off my oxygen.

"Yup…" I squeaked, clawing at her prying arms.

"Ehe….sorry…"

I rubbed my neck with a smile; "With that kind of grip, I think you might just qualify, shall we return to my house to practice?"

"Indeed, milady."

2 hours later

"Daaaaammmnnnn, that was a pretty good run through, Mi!" I said smiling down at her.

She was lying on her back, panting at the ceiling, "If you call getting knocked out good, then sure."

"Get up, stoner. We've got work to do."

"Come on, just a tiny weenie break?" She pleaded, pressing her thumb and index finger together.

"Fine, fine. You deserve it." I walked over to the mini fridge I had secretly bought without grandfather's knowledge, and grabbed her bottle of water.

"Water? Why not something more…hydrating?"

"If you're going in the tournament I think you are, you're gonna want water. Complaining isn't going to get you anywhere either…" I paused to toss her a damp towel; "Now, when you go into Phoenix Stance, you want to slide into it, it's not a hop. Watch me…" Focusing on the move, I felt the familiar feeling of the stance, and repeated it several times.

"I get it now! That makes it a whole lot easier, so like this?" She imitated me quite well.

"Perfect! Do it again."

And that…basically was the afternoon. We stumbled into my room around 7 that night.

"I….have…..to……admit……whoever….is training…you…is excellent."

"Sweet mother…of Buddha, you….sound like….your grandfather."

"I…know…"

Miharu flung herself on the futon in the corner of my room, and I just missed my bed, and ended up on the floor. We were far to out of breath to laugh, although it would of certainly been funny. 5 minutes passed in complete…well almost complete silence, mainly because we were breathing so heavily. Before coming in, I had made us run 2 miles. My mistake.

"I feel much better; can we have something other than water now?"

"Yeah, I was just about to say that." I mumbled, rising up from my position on the floor. The boys had been with mother all day, doing some errands, so I didn't have to watch them today. I was more than pleased.

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I poured us both iced tea. (A/N: Haha, I was reading that and it made me laugh, ok anyways, back to the story.)

"So what made you want to join the tournament?"

"Well, first it was because I wanted an excuse not to do laundry at home…"

"What a lovely reason….that'll save man kind."

"Shut up, anyways, then I went online and saw who you'd be facing, andI couldn't let you do it alone, so here I am. And honestly, I am quite proud…"

"Good. Glad to hear it. MY reason is to make an amusement park." I couldn't raise my eyes to her, for fear of her figuring out my alternative purpose.

"And?..." I could hear the smile in her voice, the teasing manner that would….eh, never mind.

"..I got an email from Jin. Jin Kazama. And, he told me not to go, but I have to see him…" I finally built enough courage to face her next comment, and lifted my gaze to her own.

"Awww, how sweet! I can't believe he did that for you!" Her hands were clasped and her staring off dreamy eyed, "How I wish my boyfriend.."

"MIHARU! He wasn't my boyfriend! He was a friend. You didn't get that when I met you either…"

"Whatever you say, Miss Ling." She said with a smirk.

"Hmph!"

"Alright alright, fine, I won't bother you anymore, so what has been happening lately? You must agree, you have been acting strange..."

"I've been having strange flashbacks…"

"Really? Of what?"

"Things before Jin left. Or, of things before I left Japan."

"Odd."

"Yes, I know."

"Tell me some."

"Okay, so the first one was…" I began, prepared to tell her the entire truth, and nothing but the truth.

Yes, yes, a very nice ending, I figured you wouldn't want them all listed, so we can pretend they are. My next one might be a little delayed...but not so much as the fourth one was. Ehehe...he...ok, so yeah...anyway...Review my lovely readers!