a/n: Hey and welcome to the sequel to the Tekken fiction Soon To Come. Actually the point was to post this sequel next week, but I couldn't wait...hihi! If you haven't read it, you'll be a bit confused, but thank you if you've read it, and of course thank you if you just reads this without reading Soon To Come...okay, I talk too much...e-he, anyways, it's a JinXiaoyu fic, so don't cry if you find it out without reading this (well, you did now!). And, hello to the fast readers of this story. I'll be very nice and make all the chapters pretty long, so you can be a happy reader of this story. Sweet and cute, of course, I'll let it stay as that! Let's say welcome to the Tekken stars, people! Enjoy and have fun! Very, very, very importent I tell ya.

Note: I'm an ultimate Jin+Xiaoyu fan! Great if you are one too!

Disclaimer: Namco and Tekken belongs to others than me.

Summery

Jin woke up in some destroyed forest, and later to see a village on fire. He doesn't know what's going on, but feels the devil gene push him away from the reality. And as he meets a worried Ling Xiaoyu, his life goes to hell. Only one to save him, his own mother, he attends an incredible experience and gets saved with some help from his only friend, Xiaoyu.

Jin looks at her with two confused eyes, but a smile boomed over his pure face. She had just made him feel happy, and he doesn't know what the hell was happening when his mother came crossing over his sight and woke Xiaoyu up from her pain in wounds. And later on, she forgets everything about what've happened to him and her. At this, he can start all over again. But in this story, no one can breake his thanks for her, he'll never hurt her again. He had told himself this many times, and now it was becoming the truth. Forever more. Maybe he had taken her best friend's life, and maybe he had killed her smile along the way. But this, Kazama Jin, was a happy man. Whom he felt releived, he had this thing inside him, he couldn't say what. But deep inside, something were blooming, wanting him to do the action. Something is wrong, Jin thought. And now...-

The story goes on again.

Forgotten Past

by: Ultimate Ryuu

Chapter 1:

Attitude

What could he do? What was the reason for all this? Maybe it was him, just look at how it turned out to be, he had done it. But why was he happy? He never used to be so glad for something he didn't know what was the reason of... A chest full of blood. A pants botteled with holes. Hair drawn over the face of his, so fussy with a black pine. He took one step, trying to walk one more. A hand shocke over his shoulder, then a face giving him a glare. He remembered the key in his pocket, but as he turned for it, it was nothing to find. He stopped for a secund and looked back down the stairs. Someone laughing made him turn to the other right of him, and continuing smiling.

"Eh... lost my keys..." he shrugged all of a sudden.

The girl in front of him giggeled and gave him a hand helping him up the rest of the stairs. His wounds still hurt bad. More blood poundered out off them, making a mess over his skin. Yet he scraped his fingers over them to stop the bleeding, he forgot the reason why it had been made, and concentrated about going correct up the two final steps, soon to come at the end of the corridor and up the stairs. It felt like hell to walk, the bad wound over his chest just started widening as he came up. Something told him to smile, all of the time, not stop smiling. Why was that? He couldn't tell for shure. But his name on the door got him to grin, even though he didn't know why at this either...

"Kazama Jin..." he spoke and saw his friend smiling happily up at the tall figure of his stance, holding fasten over the wall.

"I really neeeeeed to clean those wounds of yours... you doesn't wanna go to the hospital, so I don't got any choice, brother." she said with a brash accent, not hearing him talking to himself, he didn't give her any attention, though he tried breathing and calming down.

Jin gave the room a glare with his head in a spin. He saw a new door, just likely to his. He haden't any idea who were living there, nor did he use any energy to find it out. Simple as he was, but hard to read. But now everyone could see his happy smile, even under the red colour over his mouth.

In five secunds, he lead over to his own home, then facing his apartment door. In that sencet, he stroke his arm out. Pain again, but he was ready to use the left power he had to slam up the door. One time before, he had to do the same. Now, again.

No, he couldn't continue. The expression onto the Chinese face at the side of him... he had to stop. The eyes on her face, a tear to squeez out. She was worried about him, and he was only thinking about himself. What had happened to him in the time they were running together? This feeling he had, was it normal? He felt so happy that he wanted to die for her. He realized it now. Ling Xiaoyu, eighteen years old, a fighter of Hakke Ken and Hike Ken Martial Arts, she was his only best friend. A body so small in size, a face so cute. These two ponytails at both the sides, she had moved them away and let her hair wash over her shoulders, like a picture up on the wall. She looked so cute. How he missed seeing her in her school costume. He wanted to see her in them again. Not just that, his own costume, deep down in a box down in the basement. A picture of him and her, a warm day at Mishima High School, two years ago, both in their school costume. Jin had hong it up on the wall in his livingroom, the first picture everyone could see when they entered the room, still this good looking on it.

Jin Kazama wanted to write it down, all of it. Everything he had been through, every little detail. And yes, he would write her a song, and she would hear it coming out of his mouth, his private words. He would say what he couldn't say without a paper and a pen.

So sweet, indeed.

"Jin...?" Xiaoyu's voice said at Jin's face covered with both his hands. He looked through the space between his fingertips, then realizing her worrying face again.

"Okay!" he said aloud, with a sweet and manly voice under his breath, "I'll attend the best hospital in the whole Japan. And you'll be my angel along the way." he finished.

Xiaoyu moved her foot over the floor and walked closer to his presence, "Thank you!". At this, she giggeled a chilish laugh, continuing pushing into his arm, "Come on, then! We don't got all day, your wounds don't got all day!".

Jin and Xiaoyu met a cab on the way over the road, they sprut towards it and found themselves a neat spot in the back. The driver looked strange at them raising a brow, but when he heard to gass over to the hospital twenty minutes away, he drew his foot over the pedal and gave the car a fast speed up the street. Kinda a sight of money in his eyes as he gave a smirk in the mirror at the two of them.

The day was over. It was in this very morning he and Xiaoyu were alone in the forest out in the bushes. But as much as he knew, Xiaoyu had forgotten everything about it. But did she know some of it, something? And now what? Jin couldn't let it go, he wanted to know. But what if she didn't know a shit, then it wasn't the best idea to say what had happened. He decided to shut his mouth as he saw the Chinese girl looking intence out off the window. She was thinking about something... he bended forward and looked on the dashboard and over at the money-screen in the head of the drivers seat. It showed some yen, they had been driving in ten minutes. It felt like it had been one hour by now. The two, or three of them haden't been sharing a word. But Kazama Jin wasn't the speaking type, he was used not to say as much as the rest. But now, he really wanted to tell her everything there was to be said. This thing he was thinking about, he couldn't bare the mere secret, he had to tell her some day. Two years... three years... ten... The day would come, he thought.

Jin opened his mouth to speak, but he got cut off when the driver yelled them to hand the cash over and get the hell outta there. He nodded and found the cash from the pocket at the back of his pants. His arm started shaking. The scar on his arm, it had gotten wider, and it hurt more as he moved on it.

Xiaoyu turned her face at Jin, she smiled and grabbed the money, "I'll help you! It's not good to let your wounds get bigger, you know, stupid!". Jin couldn't do anything but smile halfe a grin.

The driver got his and spead away. Ling Xiaoyu turned up in the head of Jin Kazama, she gave him a warming smile, her favourite smirk.

"Do you need eny help?" she asked very friendly in her tonefall, but a sad touch under her breath.

Jin continued past her without answering, but pushed into her shoulder to get her to move away. With rollong her eyes, she looked at him, following her eyes at him, he walked up the three steps and came up beneath the entrance door up on the placa. She had to rub her clothes for a moment to check that her style was as good as before. She had changed what she was wearing this morning. Now to a slightened t-shirt with a mini skirt in soft pink right under the big shirt of hers. Small shoes in yellow, with a picture of a panda. It reminded her of her best friend in the whole world, Panda-chan. She would pick her up after she had watched over Jin. The animal zoo for pandas, Panda Land. Yes, Xiaoyu had written that name, only with some help from the owner, Heihachi Mishima. An old man with grey hair in two spikes at the side, and a bare skull in the middle. Xiaoyu looked up at him as a grandfather. Two years ago, she lived there with him, only for a week though. But he was so nice to her. For example, giving her Panda and learning the animal to fight, her bodyguard for the Tournament.

Ling Xiaoyu gave a yawn, how tired she was. And the most stupid thing of it all, she haden't done anything. What was going on here? She had so much to do, homework, training, working, meeting her true grandfather and parents, she did hit nighteen in about one week, she had to throw a party. Jin would come. Xiaoyu was dreaming as she heard a manly voice yelling and meeting her ears. She hit up from her thoughts and saw Jin Kazama hanging over the upper fence at the 2nd floor, he almost fell down while holding his arms over the bold of steel.

The Chinese fasten her muscles and ran up to him, then she made him place both his arms over her shoulders and softly leaning over her back, and then helping him inside the hospital area.

"Jin...?" Xiaoyu spoke holding on Jin's body, not to make him loose all his powers and meeting the floor with a bang. Jin didn't look at her, but answered with a weak voice; "What is it?".

"Well... I'll throw a party next monday, and I hope you'll come.".

He didn't reply, but pointed at the door, "Of course!" Xiaoyu said and grabbed for the door handle on the entrance door, then hitting it up and seeing people running around, back and fourth. Xiaoyu let Jin go, but didn't give up her question; "No or yes, Jin!" she gooweled at him standing in his presence, kinda serious this time. He met her eyes as he turned his face towards her, his smile was all gone.

"It's not the time to be talking about that now, Xiao!" he finished, but continued walking badly in his bad shape over the floor and over to the counter with the big reception sign on the table. A lady looked up at his Japanese face of beauty.

"Can I...-" she stopped, "...-oh my God...!" was her last reply as a button got pushed and three men came running into the room, she nodded at them and pointed at Jin with a finger in the air.

He looked back at Xiaoyu, she said good-bye seeing the three men taking him into another room. Jin gave her halfe a smile as he disappeared into a the room along the men. Some of them uttered his last name, Kazama. He was sure known, maybe because he was fighting in the Tournament's of Heihachi Mishima's. But the last one, The King of Iron Fist Tournament 5, Heihachi was known dead. It couldn't be, Xiaoyu thought at it. A happy man as he, who would've killed a man like him? She didn't understand. There sure were alot of people that were jealous, but could they kill him?

When thinking back at what had happened these last months, she haden't been talking to Jin since a fight in the Tournament 5, he won, she had to leave. And little of it did she know... Her dream of saving the Mishima family. Giving Heihachi's life back, it all went into pieces when Jin bursted her down into the ground. A bad day to visite the hospital. This hospital. Her grandfather send her, he was fighting in the Tournament as well.

"Omigosh!" Xiaoyu debated aloud when thinking straight.

She ran over to the lady sitting in the reception and reading the newspaper. Xiaoyu got so hyper and grabbed the paper out off her hands and piled back.

"Hey! You can't just take the paper like that!" the lady yelled after her, but she gave up and headed for the phone ringing hysteric behind her.

Xiaoyu turned the leaves, but didn't find what she was searching for, "Nothing... have I been sleeping through it, or what?" she said to herself, letting people stare at her, something she sprut away and ran back to the lady behind the reception desk.

"Excuse me?" was Xiaoyu's reply.

The lady gave her a ear away from the telephone, "What is it?".

"When is the Tournament 5 to stop?" Xiaoyu asked and threw the newspaper on the counter, contining placing both her arms in a cross.

The lady excused the one in the phone, and came tumbling over to her, staring angry at her, "It's over, little girl!" she finished and turned back to the talk, but before completing, Xiaoyu shouted out at her that she had to turn to her again, "You're using my time? What is it now?".

Xiaoyu calmed down and continued, "When did it stop, it couldn't just have stopped without a reason...?".

The reception lady glared at her for a secund, but answered; " "Two or three weeks ago, Kazuya Mishima won. End of the line, go home!".

The Chinese saw her going over to the phone again, looking at her, a bit mad.

"But... I just came home from the Tournament...?" she thought, not getting an answer. "Two weeks with fighting, and it's over...? It can't be... am I dreaming...?".

Two feets running fast among a crew of people, running along with her. But she took out one of her arms and stopped one nurse heading for a bleeding man, she gave Xiaoyu two big eyes in a shock of seeing her standing in front of her, "HURT?" she yelled at her in a question.

Xiaoyu had to step back not to be tripped over by her angry nature, "Um... it's April now, right?".

The nurse shocke her head and was ready to run away, but Xiaoyu grabbed her shoulder and stopped her in doing what she was suppose to do.

"Are you sure?".

"Yes," the lady in white replied, then going for her watch, showing the date of the month, and the time of the presence, "May 4 2005.".

Everything she could think of, it was blurring away when Ling Xiaoyu gasped and flapped down on the couch next to a young girl in a black dress. The Chinese couldn't believe it. She always watched the time and date. Nothing went wrong when she did, but when she didn't... this would've happened... and it had just started. Did Jin lie to her? Or did the whole world do?

To be continued...

a/n: This was the very end of the first chapter of this Tekken story. Hope you've enjoyed, and I hope you'll stay tuned for more. When that is said, I'll be glad if you give me a review on what you think. Just push the button now, guys. I'll be waiting!

The next chapter will be long as well, and I suppose I'll put in some interesting things for you to eat.

Thanks for reading, it's my pleasure to write this, I love it!

Love...

Victoria