Love Worth Fighting For
By Indigo Siren
Disclaimer: Tekken is © to Namco. I am making no money from this fan fiction; it is just for fun. I however own all the characters that are not apart of the Tekken franchise. All rights reserved.
Chapter 1
The bell called for the end of the day at the Mishima High School. Flocks of socially deprived and tired students disbanded from the school gates, glad to be free of the confines of the school.
"That has got to have been one of the most boring school days ever!"
Miharu Hirano stepped out into the sun with a smile and turned around to the rather moody Ling Xiaoyu, who swung her book bag back and forth idly.
"Oh come on, it wasn't really that bad," Miharu said, shaking her head. She stopped to wait for their other friends to catch up to them.
Mika Hamono, Yumi Kougi and Rubi Akoguroi stepped out behind Miharu and Xiaoyu, just escaping from another lesson to them. They waved as they joined them.
"Not complaining again, are you, Xiaoyu?" Yumi asked, finding it difficult to carry her gym bag, back pack and flute case, switching the three between her hands.
"How can I not, it feels like I'm wasting my time," Xiaoyu grumbled. "Doing the same thing over and over again. I'm bored with this everyday routine."
"Well, that's life isn't it," Miharu told her friend, running a hand through her soft auburn hair.
"Yeah, well, I wish it'd be more exciting." Xiaoyu kicked up a stone as the group walked towards the bike racks.
"Nope, no more excitement for me," Miharu declared, leaning her back to the wall as she watched Yumi, Mika and Rubi unlock their bikes.
"I don't mind a little excitement once in a while," Rubi said, putting her bag on one of the handlebars. "But too much is not good for a person."
"Oh, can you get ill from being over excited?" Mika asked in a teasing voice.
Rubi just chuckled. "I'll get back to you on that one."
Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and sighed. "And it's not good to be bored stiff most days."
"You're only bored because you make yourself bored," Yumi said, prodding Xiaoyu as she mounted her bike. "Now I've got to be going. I'm going out for dinner. My brother's birthday, you see."
"Okay, see you later." Miharu waved as Yumi, followed by Rubi and Mika, cycled away, quickly waving back themselves.
"Well, my ride is here." Xiaoyu nodded towards a limo that had just pulled up outside the gates. "I'll see you later?"
"Of course," Miharu said, pulling her into a hug. "Cheer up for me while you're away."
"I can but try," Xiaoyu heeded. "Goodbye, Miharu!"
"Bye, Xiao!"
Miharu waved her off and turned to walk alone, heading for home.
She walked with her head in the clouds, thinking how the last two years just seemed to be so simple for her. Just everything being in a daily routine, being always the same. Not much variety. But she didn't mind since she'd thought she'd had enough surprises a few years back to last her for one lifetime.
She had started to feel a lot better emotionally and her work seemed to have improved in school, after she managed to get a good score in her high school entry exams, though now, she seemed to be not doing as well as she thought she would be. For a fact, high school was much harder, and expected more commitment, practically too much. But she didn't fail to try.
Her home life was much more peaceful and much less trying on her. Her father had become a much brighter man, and had seemingly come out a shell that had built around him when he was with his wife. After her death, he changed for the better. Also, he and Hanii Seika, her neighbour, seemed to have started up a relationship just recently. Miharu didn't mind, since she liked Hanii and saw her as a great mother figure. She'd always been there ever since her mother's death, and even before that.
Though she appeared to be a happy girl, carrying on with life to the fullest, there was always a gap within her, a small place in her heart that just never could be filled. That place was where her love for Jin was.
When Jin disappeared, she thought she'd never love again. Though she found herself in situations of favour with some of the boys at school, she deep down couldn't turn away from Jin, though he wasn't there. She would feel unfaithful, and she had promised herself to wait. Though, how long, she didn't know.
'I'll never wait forever,' her subconscious whispered. 'But it doesn't hurt at this time in my life to have a little patience. There is always hope.'
Thinking about him made her chest ache, but not like the ultimate pain she used to feel. Now it was just a dullness that she soon bypassed when her thoughts wandered, but she knew, he'd always be in her heart.
"Hey! Miharu! Wait up!"
She stopped, turning back to see a boy running towards her, waving with a cheerful smile on his face.
His name was Yamaki Zuikou, one of the people who started fresh at Mishima High School, and not coming from the junior high part. He was quite popular amongst their peers and quite handsome at that, with his soft chestnut eyes and those thick waves of ebony locks that framed such a thin, sculpted face.
Out of all the girls at Mishima High School, Yamaki had found himself captivated by Miharu. She was unique to say the least and wasn't anything like any of the snobbish popular girls. She wasn't obsessed with make up and clothes, but with more into other practical activities and she was also a very good fighter.
Miharu was very skilled in Hakke Sho and Hika Ken-based Chinese martial arts, from what she had learned off Xiaoyu and also did a few basic Jujitsu moves. She had finally found a new teacher to take her on as of recently, since Jin was no longer around to teach her.
She was something special and he was always trying to win her affection. Just one date with her would be a dream come true.
"Hello, Yamaki," Miharu greeted with a soft smile.
"Thanks for waiting," he said with a pant, joining her side as she continued on her journey. "So, how as your day been?"
"The usual. Okay, I guess." She shrugged and continued smiling absently.
He grinned. "Well, the school say I'm excelling in sports. It's a step closer to finally go for that scholarship I've always dreamed of."
"Well, that's uh, really cool," Miharu nodded, trying to sound interested. She liked sports, but frankly, Yamaki did tend to try and show off too much.
"You'll come watch the soccer game on Saturday, right?" He asked hopefully.
"I would, but I usually go out shopping with the girls," Miharu said, thankful for the excuse.
"Oh, never mind, I guess maybe another time," he said, still believing he'd find a way to get closer to her.
She just shrugged, feeling relief hit her as she could see her house close by and she picked up the pace, trying to make it unnoticeable to Yamaki.
"Well, I'm almost home," she said, pointing out her house. "It's been nice to walk with you. If only for a short time."
He was flattered. "Thanks. We can do it again sometime!"
Miharu grinned; trying to look thrilled with the idea. "Yeah, great."
"Well, see you later," he gave her a hug, which made her suddenly go rigid.
"Yeah, uh, later."
She quickly pulled back and almost shot through her gate, completely embarrassed.
Yamaki watched her escape into the safety of her house and he sighed lovingly.
"What an extraordinary girl," he spoke through a daze, walking away.
***
Miharu picked up a note from the kitchen table, just as she dumped her bag down.
'Gone to dinner with Hanii, be back later. Love dad.'
Miharu nodded and found her had left her a dinner covered up on the counter top. She decided to cook it later and retired to her room, to take a nap.
She kicked off her shoes and curled into the warmth of her blanket, trying to forget about Yamaki, who she thought, was crazy. She didn't understand why he acted so dopey around her. It was scary.
She drifted away on the thoughts of boys. Did she ever truly understand them?
***
Cherry blossoms. Soft against the skin and hypnotically fragrant.
Miharu rolled over to look across the vast field she lay in. There were little flowers everywhere, decorating in a beautiful pattern across the green acres. Though she wasn't exactly down on the grass, she herself was mounted on a high bed of cherry blossom petals, looking across the pastel colour scene like some sort of goddess.
It was beautiful and made her soul feel at peace.
She shifted and listened to the sifting sound as the silky gown moved over her skin like liquid. She let out a soft moan of pleasure. She loved the feel of silk, so cool on her skin. She lay back with closed eyes, listening to the birds sing and the feel of the gentle breeze caress her lightly.
She felt long, tender fingers run through her hair. Her eyes opened to meet the soft expression of the man she adored. She reached up to touch that handsome face, letting her hands barely graze his supple skin. Her fingers played over his wispy hair.
"Jin…" She murmured, her words drawing that gorgeous face to her, meeting her in a kiss.
She was in the lap of luxury. Words could not espress how good it felt to feel those velvety lips pressed against her own. She felt like a jigsaw finally finding that missing last piece after so long. So wasn't willing to let him pull away as she tasted that flavour that always reminded her of exotic fruits, something that you couldn't have everyday.
He pulled back slightly and she almost fainted at the tickled of his breath against her face. She knew he was about to speak; to utter some affection with that deep voice of his, but all her ears could pick up was a ringing, getting louder and louder.
She flinched, and found the scenery melting around her and she was suddenly back within the enclosure of her bedroom.
No field. No cherry blossoms. And worst of all, no Jin.
She sighed tearfully, hating when her dreams tormented her.
Gathering her thoughts, she finally got back to the ringing and realised it was the phone on her bedside unit. She muttered obscenities under her breath and reached out for the handset.
She picked it up and answered without trying to sound too disgruntled. "Hello?"
"Hey, Miharu, its Xiao."
"Oh hi, what's up?"
"Can you come over? I want to show you something."
There was a faint touch of emotion within that voice that told Miharu that she was desperate for some reason.
There was something Xiaoyu really wanted her to see.
"Okay, I'll be right over."
"Okay, see you soon."
And they hung up. Miharu just grumbled to herself, climbing off the bed.
She hoped for Xiaoyu's sake that it was something important to break away from her dreaming of Jin.
***
"I'm glad you made it over here so fast," Xiaoyu said as she guided Miharu up towards her bedroom. "No trouble getting in?"
"No, I was quite surprised actually." Miharu didn't leave the shock out of her voice. "I think they trust me because I come here a lot and haven't done anything to upset them yet."
"I don't know why Mishima-sama made the security tighter," Xiaoyu spoke her mind, trying to answer one of her inner most curious questions. "Something must be happening."
"Could be," Miharu tried to answer, shrugging. "So, what did you want to show me?"
As they went into her room, Xiaoyu shut the door hastily and set her laptop up in front of Miharu.
"Take a look at this," she said and Miharu clicked on the small-minimised block on the taskbar. It came up with an e-mail.
It read:
Xiaoyu,
Please understand that you are in grave danger. This is not a joke. I know what Heihachi is capable of. He has plans that could threaten you and people around you. You should be aware of changes that happen around you, as it may become important later. Please watch out for yourself and take care. Do not trust Heihachi and do not speak to him or any of his MFE staff about this.
It was left unsigned.
Miharu looked up at Xiaoyu, looking a little dubious at first.
"Could be a hoax."
"Maybe," Xiaoyu said, taking a seat by her friend. "But I just have this feeling… I just know this warning shouldn't ignored. You know, Miharu… I really do think it's from Jin…"
Miharu's eyes widened. "You do?"
"Yeah," Xiaoyu nodded surely. "I mean, he's been missing a while. Something must have happened with him and Mishima-sama. I always had my doubts as he didn't seem that upset with his grandson's disappearance."
"Yeah, true," Miharu agreed with a nod.
"And also, this was attached," Xiaoyu pointed her mouse pointer to a new window and opened a file, bringing up an advertisement.
"The King of Iron Fist Tournament 4," Miharu read off the page. "My God! Another one?"
"Strange, isn't it." Xiaoyu took on a serious tone. "That's one of the reasons I don't think it's a hoax. And for a fact, just looking around me, I can see the situation with Mishima-sama's employees is getting suddenly edgy. There are things being planned that are really important and could seriously be as bad as this anonymous e-mailer is making out."
"And you still think its Jin." Miharu was almost dry mouthed.
"I think so," Xiaoyu confirmed her thoughts.
"Wow…" Miharu muttered, trailing into thought. 'I sure hope so…'
"I'm going to enter the tournament," Xiaoyu said firmly, standing up. "I'll put a stop to whatever is going on around here, get the money for my amusement park and see if I can find Jin again."
Miharu stood too. "I'm going to enter as well!"
Xiaoyu froze up, looking shocked. "What! You? Why?"
Miharu smiled. "Because I want to prove myself, and I want to put the Mishima fortune to good use. If Heihachi Mishima is doing something scandalous, then he will definitely not get away with it."
"Alright then!" Xiaoyu took her friend's hand. "We'll go together, ready to fight. Lets show them all what girl power can really do."
Miharu nodded, standing proudly next to her friend, though she wouldn't admit that she too wanted to find Jin. She missed the love of her life and wanted to know the truth about why he left. Though deep down, she was afraid of the answer.
By Indigo Siren
Disclaimer: Tekken is © to Namco. I am making no money from this fan fiction; it is just for fun. I however own all the characters that are not apart of the Tekken franchise. All rights reserved.
Chapter 1
The bell called for the end of the day at the Mishima High School. Flocks of socially deprived and tired students disbanded from the school gates, glad to be free of the confines of the school.
"That has got to have been one of the most boring school days ever!"
Miharu Hirano stepped out into the sun with a smile and turned around to the rather moody Ling Xiaoyu, who swung her book bag back and forth idly.
"Oh come on, it wasn't really that bad," Miharu said, shaking her head. She stopped to wait for their other friends to catch up to them.
Mika Hamono, Yumi Kougi and Rubi Akoguroi stepped out behind Miharu and Xiaoyu, just escaping from another lesson to them. They waved as they joined them.
"Not complaining again, are you, Xiaoyu?" Yumi asked, finding it difficult to carry her gym bag, back pack and flute case, switching the three between her hands.
"How can I not, it feels like I'm wasting my time," Xiaoyu grumbled. "Doing the same thing over and over again. I'm bored with this everyday routine."
"Well, that's life isn't it," Miharu told her friend, running a hand through her soft auburn hair.
"Yeah, well, I wish it'd be more exciting." Xiaoyu kicked up a stone as the group walked towards the bike racks.
"Nope, no more excitement for me," Miharu declared, leaning her back to the wall as she watched Yumi, Mika and Rubi unlock their bikes.
"I don't mind a little excitement once in a while," Rubi said, putting her bag on one of the handlebars. "But too much is not good for a person."
"Oh, can you get ill from being over excited?" Mika asked in a teasing voice.
Rubi just chuckled. "I'll get back to you on that one."
Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and sighed. "And it's not good to be bored stiff most days."
"You're only bored because you make yourself bored," Yumi said, prodding Xiaoyu as she mounted her bike. "Now I've got to be going. I'm going out for dinner. My brother's birthday, you see."
"Okay, see you later." Miharu waved as Yumi, followed by Rubi and Mika, cycled away, quickly waving back themselves.
"Well, my ride is here." Xiaoyu nodded towards a limo that had just pulled up outside the gates. "I'll see you later?"
"Of course," Miharu said, pulling her into a hug. "Cheer up for me while you're away."
"I can but try," Xiaoyu heeded. "Goodbye, Miharu!"
"Bye, Xiao!"
Miharu waved her off and turned to walk alone, heading for home.
She walked with her head in the clouds, thinking how the last two years just seemed to be so simple for her. Just everything being in a daily routine, being always the same. Not much variety. But she didn't mind since she'd thought she'd had enough surprises a few years back to last her for one lifetime.
She had started to feel a lot better emotionally and her work seemed to have improved in school, after she managed to get a good score in her high school entry exams, though now, she seemed to be not doing as well as she thought she would be. For a fact, high school was much harder, and expected more commitment, practically too much. But she didn't fail to try.
Her home life was much more peaceful and much less trying on her. Her father had become a much brighter man, and had seemingly come out a shell that had built around him when he was with his wife. After her death, he changed for the better. Also, he and Hanii Seika, her neighbour, seemed to have started up a relationship just recently. Miharu didn't mind, since she liked Hanii and saw her as a great mother figure. She'd always been there ever since her mother's death, and even before that.
Though she appeared to be a happy girl, carrying on with life to the fullest, there was always a gap within her, a small place in her heart that just never could be filled. That place was where her love for Jin was.
When Jin disappeared, she thought she'd never love again. Though she found herself in situations of favour with some of the boys at school, she deep down couldn't turn away from Jin, though he wasn't there. She would feel unfaithful, and she had promised herself to wait. Though, how long, she didn't know.
'I'll never wait forever,' her subconscious whispered. 'But it doesn't hurt at this time in my life to have a little patience. There is always hope.'
Thinking about him made her chest ache, but not like the ultimate pain she used to feel. Now it was just a dullness that she soon bypassed when her thoughts wandered, but she knew, he'd always be in her heart.
"Hey! Miharu! Wait up!"
She stopped, turning back to see a boy running towards her, waving with a cheerful smile on his face.
His name was Yamaki Zuikou, one of the people who started fresh at Mishima High School, and not coming from the junior high part. He was quite popular amongst their peers and quite handsome at that, with his soft chestnut eyes and those thick waves of ebony locks that framed such a thin, sculpted face.
Out of all the girls at Mishima High School, Yamaki had found himself captivated by Miharu. She was unique to say the least and wasn't anything like any of the snobbish popular girls. She wasn't obsessed with make up and clothes, but with more into other practical activities and she was also a very good fighter.
Miharu was very skilled in Hakke Sho and Hika Ken-based Chinese martial arts, from what she had learned off Xiaoyu and also did a few basic Jujitsu moves. She had finally found a new teacher to take her on as of recently, since Jin was no longer around to teach her.
She was something special and he was always trying to win her affection. Just one date with her would be a dream come true.
"Hello, Yamaki," Miharu greeted with a soft smile.
"Thanks for waiting," he said with a pant, joining her side as she continued on her journey. "So, how as your day been?"
"The usual. Okay, I guess." She shrugged and continued smiling absently.
He grinned. "Well, the school say I'm excelling in sports. It's a step closer to finally go for that scholarship I've always dreamed of."
"Well, that's uh, really cool," Miharu nodded, trying to sound interested. She liked sports, but frankly, Yamaki did tend to try and show off too much.
"You'll come watch the soccer game on Saturday, right?" He asked hopefully.
"I would, but I usually go out shopping with the girls," Miharu said, thankful for the excuse.
"Oh, never mind, I guess maybe another time," he said, still believing he'd find a way to get closer to her.
She just shrugged, feeling relief hit her as she could see her house close by and she picked up the pace, trying to make it unnoticeable to Yamaki.
"Well, I'm almost home," she said, pointing out her house. "It's been nice to walk with you. If only for a short time."
He was flattered. "Thanks. We can do it again sometime!"
Miharu grinned; trying to look thrilled with the idea. "Yeah, great."
"Well, see you later," he gave her a hug, which made her suddenly go rigid.
"Yeah, uh, later."
She quickly pulled back and almost shot through her gate, completely embarrassed.
Yamaki watched her escape into the safety of her house and he sighed lovingly.
"What an extraordinary girl," he spoke through a daze, walking away.
***
Miharu picked up a note from the kitchen table, just as she dumped her bag down.
'Gone to dinner with Hanii, be back later. Love dad.'
Miharu nodded and found her had left her a dinner covered up on the counter top. She decided to cook it later and retired to her room, to take a nap.
She kicked off her shoes and curled into the warmth of her blanket, trying to forget about Yamaki, who she thought, was crazy. She didn't understand why he acted so dopey around her. It was scary.
She drifted away on the thoughts of boys. Did she ever truly understand them?
***
Cherry blossoms. Soft against the skin and hypnotically fragrant.
Miharu rolled over to look across the vast field she lay in. There were little flowers everywhere, decorating in a beautiful pattern across the green acres. Though she wasn't exactly down on the grass, she herself was mounted on a high bed of cherry blossom petals, looking across the pastel colour scene like some sort of goddess.
It was beautiful and made her soul feel at peace.
She shifted and listened to the sifting sound as the silky gown moved over her skin like liquid. She let out a soft moan of pleasure. She loved the feel of silk, so cool on her skin. She lay back with closed eyes, listening to the birds sing and the feel of the gentle breeze caress her lightly.
She felt long, tender fingers run through her hair. Her eyes opened to meet the soft expression of the man she adored. She reached up to touch that handsome face, letting her hands barely graze his supple skin. Her fingers played over his wispy hair.
"Jin…" She murmured, her words drawing that gorgeous face to her, meeting her in a kiss.
She was in the lap of luxury. Words could not espress how good it felt to feel those velvety lips pressed against her own. She felt like a jigsaw finally finding that missing last piece after so long. So wasn't willing to let him pull away as she tasted that flavour that always reminded her of exotic fruits, something that you couldn't have everyday.
He pulled back slightly and she almost fainted at the tickled of his breath against her face. She knew he was about to speak; to utter some affection with that deep voice of his, but all her ears could pick up was a ringing, getting louder and louder.
She flinched, and found the scenery melting around her and she was suddenly back within the enclosure of her bedroom.
No field. No cherry blossoms. And worst of all, no Jin.
She sighed tearfully, hating when her dreams tormented her.
Gathering her thoughts, she finally got back to the ringing and realised it was the phone on her bedside unit. She muttered obscenities under her breath and reached out for the handset.
She picked it up and answered without trying to sound too disgruntled. "Hello?"
"Hey, Miharu, its Xiao."
"Oh hi, what's up?"
"Can you come over? I want to show you something."
There was a faint touch of emotion within that voice that told Miharu that she was desperate for some reason.
There was something Xiaoyu really wanted her to see.
"Okay, I'll be right over."
"Okay, see you soon."
And they hung up. Miharu just grumbled to herself, climbing off the bed.
She hoped for Xiaoyu's sake that it was something important to break away from her dreaming of Jin.
***
"I'm glad you made it over here so fast," Xiaoyu said as she guided Miharu up towards her bedroom. "No trouble getting in?"
"No, I was quite surprised actually." Miharu didn't leave the shock out of her voice. "I think they trust me because I come here a lot and haven't done anything to upset them yet."
"I don't know why Mishima-sama made the security tighter," Xiaoyu spoke her mind, trying to answer one of her inner most curious questions. "Something must be happening."
"Could be," Miharu tried to answer, shrugging. "So, what did you want to show me?"
As they went into her room, Xiaoyu shut the door hastily and set her laptop up in front of Miharu.
"Take a look at this," she said and Miharu clicked on the small-minimised block on the taskbar. It came up with an e-mail.
It read:
Xiaoyu,
Please understand that you are in grave danger. This is not a joke. I know what Heihachi is capable of. He has plans that could threaten you and people around you. You should be aware of changes that happen around you, as it may become important later. Please watch out for yourself and take care. Do not trust Heihachi and do not speak to him or any of his MFE staff about this.
It was left unsigned.
Miharu looked up at Xiaoyu, looking a little dubious at first.
"Could be a hoax."
"Maybe," Xiaoyu said, taking a seat by her friend. "But I just have this feeling… I just know this warning shouldn't ignored. You know, Miharu… I really do think it's from Jin…"
Miharu's eyes widened. "You do?"
"Yeah," Xiaoyu nodded surely. "I mean, he's been missing a while. Something must have happened with him and Mishima-sama. I always had my doubts as he didn't seem that upset with his grandson's disappearance."
"Yeah, true," Miharu agreed with a nod.
"And also, this was attached," Xiaoyu pointed her mouse pointer to a new window and opened a file, bringing up an advertisement.
"The King of Iron Fist Tournament 4," Miharu read off the page. "My God! Another one?"
"Strange, isn't it." Xiaoyu took on a serious tone. "That's one of the reasons I don't think it's a hoax. And for a fact, just looking around me, I can see the situation with Mishima-sama's employees is getting suddenly edgy. There are things being planned that are really important and could seriously be as bad as this anonymous e-mailer is making out."
"And you still think its Jin." Miharu was almost dry mouthed.
"I think so," Xiaoyu confirmed her thoughts.
"Wow…" Miharu muttered, trailing into thought. 'I sure hope so…'
"I'm going to enter the tournament," Xiaoyu said firmly, standing up. "I'll put a stop to whatever is going on around here, get the money for my amusement park and see if I can find Jin again."
Miharu stood too. "I'm going to enter as well!"
Xiaoyu froze up, looking shocked. "What! You? Why?"
Miharu smiled. "Because I want to prove myself, and I want to put the Mishima fortune to good use. If Heihachi Mishima is doing something scandalous, then he will definitely not get away with it."
"Alright then!" Xiaoyu took her friend's hand. "We'll go together, ready to fight. Lets show them all what girl power can really do."
Miharu nodded, standing proudly next to her friend, though she wouldn't admit that she too wanted to find Jin. She missed the love of her life and wanted to know the truth about why he left. Though deep down, she was afraid of the answer.