ONE WILD NIGHT

by Kasama Kim

Theme: #26 – if only I could make you mine

Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken – it's still NAMCO…obviously. If this was subject to ever change, first thing I'd do is make Kazuya's black trenchcoat outfit of the TTT intro PLAYABLE! Aimi and Ryo are my sister and brother, I guess they are their own owners. Is this a sentence at all?

He has always been the Senior High Mystery Man. Unrivaled, unimpeachable, an enigma by ordinary existance. The girls admired him, the boys envied him. He was simply gorgeous to look at, a picture of perfection, a refined sculpture of god's greatest art. The girls have come to one unanimous resolution – if there was the ultimate gift for any woman on earth, it was him, and only him. Theme number one at the lunch break is if he did look at any girl a split second longer than at the others. Slapfights broke out among girls at such discussions but this was something I never considered to be of my niveau.

There are girls who put love letters in his locker – of course secretly, but also, this is nothing I consider as an appropriate way to win a boy's attention. I think that if a boy finds me to be of his interest, he will tell me so. In fact, there are some guys giving me the eye and one or two I have a crush on. But these are just those dispensable teenager crush things I don't really care about. I am a woman of principles and wasting my time on some kiddish boys who are behaving like some twelve years olds isn't on my schedule. My best friend Xiaoyu has told my I am too much full of myself and this remark did hurt for some time but I've come over it and now I'm even more convinced that I am doing the right thing. So, it would never come to my mind to start giggling like crazy when the Mystery Man is passing by like the other girls do. Okay, granted, he is a lot handsome and stuff but he seems to me like he isn't an easy character to handle. Very introvert, silent and nerdy. Studying pretty much, gathering good marks at every subject. We attend some classes together, maths, geography and English, and he is always the one to answer the very difficult questions. And I have never seen him at the clubs or doing something just for fun. N-E-V-E-R. I think he is maybe cute to look at but hell a lot of boring.

It was this one day when Xiao and me were sitting at the lunch break together with Aimi and Ryo. Guess what we were talking about? Correct, the Mystery Man, Jin Kazama, our all time favourite gossip issue. Aimi raved of that guy as if he was the only one man on this planet and she didn't even realize how much she hurt Ryo with her patter. He had a major crush on the girl but either she didn't want to know or ignored it on purpose.

And then the Mystery Man came into the lunch hall and sat down on the table behind me. Aimi was immediately flashing a bright smile at him but he didn't react at it.

"He's such a cutie!" Aimi giggled. "Mi, what'cha thinkin'?"

Thank you, that's exactly what I needed. "Yeah, maybe." I answered, not really enthusiastical but it was an answer!

"C'mon, what'cha thinkin' 'bout the guy?" Aimi asked again, falling into a thick accent she considered to be cool. Simply ridiculous.

"Honestly? Well, I think he's cute to look at but there's nothing more behind this all. I mean, did you ever see this guy even smirk? I've never seen such a slowpoke before. Correctly built but no expression. Thank you, this is nothing for me. He's nerdy and he's boring. I'm not one to admire him just because he looks cute." I sighed. "Why do you think he's so great, Aimi?" I chewed my lunch without any major appetite, the food was as inedible as always, and waited for Aimi's answer. But instead I heard a crashing noise as Mister Universe jumped up from his seat behind me and stormed out of the hall.

"Miharu, are you totally stupid? He could hear you!" Xiaoyu screamed panically. The hall got silent and I suddenly felt like everyone was looking at me, piercing me with deadly glares. Okay, at least all the attendant girls did.

I shrugged my shoulders and said: "Aimi wanted to know. Just my honest answer. If he can't handle honesty, it's not my problem." But I already felt guilty.

And my bad consience haunted me for the next three days, until Xiaoyu decided for us all to go to the 25ers house club in the evening, meaning herself, Aimi, Ryo, Kaori, Kenzo, Tsubasa, Ren and me. Eight teens trying to enter an over-21 danceclub. Naturally, it didn't work. Xiaoyu almost went ballistic on the bouncer but Ren and Ryo kept her from doing so.

"And what now?" Aimi asked and put on another layer of cherry colored lipstick.

"Let's try another club." Xiaoyu decided. I didn't care as the clubs were all the same, some were playing louder music than the others but this was the only conspicuous difference. So her choice was the nearby Ministry of Sound, named after the Original in London but far away from having the same quality. But at this evening it was when my world view about boys was all fucked up.

After paying a considerable pile of money for the entrance and the perception that this club was pretty exclusive we decided for a table in a corner of the helplessly jammed Rockbar. The boys were organizing drinks and we girls stayed at the table and defended the seats. I wasn't really in the mood to party but some good songs made me go to the dancefloor and move with the beat. Xiaoyu was cheering like crazy and Aimi decided to follow me. Kaori was simply smiling, she was a little shy but a great soul. Aimi and me danced to the rhythm of the music, until she suddenly froze and stared with her mouth wide open.

"What is it Aimi?" I asked and stumbled over someone else who was approaching from behind me. I lost my balance and fell backwards, straight into the person's arms. A tiny shriek escaped my lips as I landed at the person's chest. It was a man, I knew it from the smell, a deep fragrance like damp soil. I suddenly felt strange and a single though shot through my mind: "If only I could make you mine…" This was everything I could imagine connected to this wonderful smell.

"You okay?" the man suddenly asked until I realized what I was doing – leaning against his chest with my eyes closed and a smile on my face. But I knew this voice and it made me snap back to reality. Why the hell? Why had it to be him? Why him? Why not any other of the millions of boys who were living in this city? Why JIN KAZAMA?

I took a step back and looked down to the floor. "Thank you." I said, my face hot and I guess, beetred in color. Then I decided to flee back to the table and left Mister Universe at the dancefloor.

Xiaoyu bounced up and down like crazy: "Oh my god, Jin caught you! How was it feeling?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Strange. Wouldn't recommend it."

"Oh come on, it couldn't have felt that bad!" Xiaoyu joked.

"Not bad, just strange. I mean, I was the one to severly insult him a few days ago. You remember." I said, taking a sip of my colorful cocktail, Ren had brought to the table for me. It was called 'Follow The Light' and tasted like a funky mixture of Coconut and Chocolate with a touch of lemon and peach.

"Yeah, but I think he didn't take you too serious." Xiaoyu said, grinning.

"How come?" I asked surprised but Xiaoyu didn't answer, just stared over my shoulder, this grin on her face. I didn't want to turn around because I thought I knew what would be next. Jin standing there, telling me I'm a real scumbag or something. Something like this. But instead Jin stepped up to our table, standing there casually, his ellbows propped up at the polished wood plate, smiling at me. "Apology accepted." he said. "You're the girl from the maths lessons, correct?" he asked while he examined me from head to toe. "You look a whole lot different in such a kind of clothes."

I sighed. Man, this was lame. "Yes." I said, then turned around to face Ren and started talking to him but he kept watching the ravenhaired boy behind me and seemed a lot uneasy in his presence. And this made me really angry. Ren was a nice boy and I enjoyed talking to him but it wasn't good fun to have this killjoy standing behind me totally ruining my evening. I turned around, facing him. "Got nothing better to do?" I asked him, maybe a little too rude.

"No, not at the moment." he answered unaffected.

"Sorry for you. Could you please leave us alone now?" You know this feeling if you want to punch someone in the face so badly? I had this feeling and I had to fight with myself not to give in. "Okay." he said, smiling brightly at me, making me feel more stupid than ever before in my whole life. I've never been so wrong at judging a person as I was at judging Jin. And I guess it was this smile that finally made me fall in love with him, this unexpected and unique pleasure I was honoured to witness.

It was this moment that made me melt away like ice in the summer sun.

It was this moment I suddenly knew I wanted to know him better.

It was this moment I knew I wanted to be with him.

It was this moment my heart seemed to break as he stepped back and got swallowed in the dancing crowd.

"No." I didn't really know what I was doing when I slipped from the seat and immerged into the crowd just split seconds after him just to find him digging through the mass of moving bodies right in front of me. "JIN!" I screamed as loud as I could and he turned around, a lot astonished and a puzzled expression on his face. I approached him, not daring to look into his face. "Don't go. I… I didn't mean it this way. It's just that… you confuse me. Totally. Please stay." There we were standing, hundreds of sweating, moving peole around us. Speechlessly.

It was this moment I felt his arms around me, holding me close.

It was this moment I knew nothing could go wrong anymore.

It was this moment I still remember today as if it was just minutes ago.

It was this moment he kissed me.