a/n: Yay, another chapter to read for ya all. And yeah, thank you to all those who read. I love writing this, so I hope you love reading it. Have fun and enjoy, if you don't like it, do not read it. Easy. Yeah, yeah, thank you to those who reviewed the first chapter. Glad you liked it, or if you didn't, I'm sorry. This chapter is pretty strange...I like strange things though!

Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah...nope, ain't mine at all, but who wouldn't love to have it, I would've. Only one thing, this is MY story.

Chapter 2:

Hospital

"Jin?" was all she could come with. Jin Kazama lay in his hospital room, he was sleeping. Ling Xiaoyu walked up to him, sat down on a chair, started looking intence on him, studying his outline. A smile swept over her face. Jin looked so lonely where he was sleeping, so silent. Everything Xiaoyu thought of, what the hell was happening? When Jin woke up, she would have a good talk with him, and he would answer her.

By the next day, the Chinese girl came in her school costume stepping into her friend's hospital room. He was sleeping, still sleeping. Xiaoyu had just gotten from Mishima High School. She found herself running to look after Jin. But as she was hoping him to be awake, he wasn't. As much as the nurses told her, they said he would've be sleeping all day. Either did she know he had just gotten through an operation. He lost much blood, he was dying. He was strong, he wouldn't die. This message got Xiaoyu to sit down, beside him, again, glaring at him.

Xiaoyu felt her hand over his, bending over him, "Jin?" her voice came, asking after him.

She thought she could see him move, but no, she blinked her eyes, nothing. She continued slappng her head, then raising up and walking to the window next to him. Xiaoyu looked out off the window, then realizing it was dark outside. "I've been here all day...?" she started talking to herself, but reminded herself about her life when she saw her reflection into the window. She stared at herself when she heard a voice from behind, she turned her head around. A smiling woman stood there pointing a note at her.

"Sorry, Kazama Jin need his rest. Now, write under here." she finished and waved after her. Xiaoyu nodded in answer, then coming up to her.

The lady gave her a pen to write under on the paper, then smiling and leaning against the door, "Poor guy." she said, Xiaoyu met her eyes, then turning the other cheek, "Yes.".

The nurse continued talking yet she saw Xiaoyu's back, "Boyfriend?". One word got the Chinese girl, dressed in her school costume, to turn around, seeing the grin over her face.

"Boyfriend?" the nurse repeated all of a sudden. Xiaoyu shocke her head and gave the lady the paper, "Best friend.".

The grin became a giggle, "Very good then, I'll date him." she replied with a flirty accent as she closed Jin's door. Xiaoyu stood studying her when she walked down the corridor and turning out off her sight. The Chinese redid her ponytails, took another look in the window at the side of her, then looking down at her dress.

"I'm okay.".

"Really.".

Ling Xiaoyu found herself leaving the hospital, at the mere night. Japan would be sleeping by now, the streets were empty. With walking alone down the pavement, she looked into each corner she walked past. Why? She couldn't say, something just told her to. And she did.

As soon as Xiaoyu came home to her apartment, she found a letter laying on the floor. This feeling made her sick, but she sat her foot on it and didn't care, closed the door and started doing whatever she used to. Throwing her jacket on the chair beside the bathroom, only now, she threw it on the floor. When she came past the mirrior on the wall in her bedroom, she walked back again and started studying herself. The two ponytails, her brown eyes, her lips. She felt her fingertips over her face, feeling the warm skin of hers. A puff, a vision, there she saw it. Her hands lightning yellow. Omigosh! No, as she blinked again, it was gone. Xiaoyu came closer to the reflection of hers, looking down at her hands, the picture of them in the mirror. Nothing.

"I'm being crazy...calm down now, Xiao. Calm down." she told herself where she walked into her livingroom, then letting herself fall onto the sofa in the corner of the room.

Ling Xiaoyu opened her eyes, she saw the ceiling over her. She sat up, seeing her apartment. As she raised up, she realized it was morning, it was shining outside. Her head hurt, Xiaoyu slapped both of her hands over her head.

"Geez...".

She looked up at the clock on the wall, a sad expression over her face. She remembered what time it was, school had just started for the day. The Chinese didn't feel for learning right now, her friend was laying in a bed, all alone. A shadow turned up in her head.

"I'd better get moving..." Xiaoyu spoke, then throwing her jacket on. She felt mad, the nurse was probably leaning over him, while he was sleeping. She knew who he was. A rich man who she could do whatever she wanted with. Ling Xiaoyu couldn't let her, Jin Kazama was her best friend, beside Panda.

Where Ling Xiaoyu was sprinting, she stopped as she met the view of the big building, the hospital. She tried to calm down, then looking over her wearing, the same school costume she wore from the last day. Jin's vision turned into her head when she ran inside the hospital, seeing Jin's door bursten up. This feeling. Xiaoyu ran over to the left and past some nurses, then running to Jin's hospital room.

"Jin Kazama?" Xiaoyu asked when she ran into the room. She stopped at right.

"Hello there!" a manly voice entered her ears as she sank together where she was standing.

The Chinese walked closer to the person, she started smiling, then stopping and looking at the man sitting in a chair, where Xiaoyu used to sit and look at Jin. The person stood up, a bit shaky, he left two steps closer to her, he took out his hand, smiling under his fussy black hair.

"Can you help me?" he asked all of a sudden.

Xiaoyu scraped one finger under her eye, a tear, but she made it disappear. She didn't give him her hand, but she stept closer and spread her arms out to capture him. As she found her body next to his, she squeezed him so hard, then closing her eyes and feeling his warm body.

"My Kazama Jin.".

He heard his name, then he gasped a bit but took his arms over her small body holding him. He sat his head on hers just under him. Xiaoyu felt a cold drip meeting her head, she automaticly stept back letting his hold slip away. She met a man crying, but the tear disappeared when their eyes met.

"It's okay, Xiao." he shrugged.

Xiaoyu sat her arms in the side, then she giggeled, "You're crying, Jinny!", she continued, "That's sooo cute!".

Her chilish aura, Jin could feel it, but he couldn't do anything but smile. He liked smiling now, he was heald, and blessed from his own mom. Ling Xiaoyu just helped him understand it.

"Let's get the hell away from this place." Jin replied as he started walking towards the doorway, then taking his arm over Xiaoyu's back and turning after her, "Are you coming?" Jin asked.

The Chinese walked beside him and out off the hospital room, he had his hold over her back, Xiaoyu felt happy walking beside him, they looked like a couple. When they came outside, Xiaoyu turned to Jin with a grin.

"Where the hell do you live, ayway?".

Jin moved one of his arms over his hair, making it move away from over his eyes, "Tokyo, Japan." he finished joking. Xiaoyu stayed serious, but turned away, "That's not funny...this is a serious situation. I wanna know.". The Japanese man, took both his hands down in his pockets, then he came closer to the Chinese girl, smelling her sweet parfume, "Sorry." he said with his manly voice, then bumping his back into her shoulder, making her give the other cheek.

Ling Xiaoyu thought she could hear him say something, but without taking a look at him, she walked down the steps.

"Xiao?" Jin called for her.

With her back at him, Xiaoyu gave him a wave, "I'm going home, to be there.".

Xiaoyu continued walking again, no call after her, when she came towards the street just in the head of her, she turned around to see Jin Kazama. But he wasn't there, the placa, no Kazama to see. Xiaoyu felt bad again, but felt proud under it all.

She let Jin Kazama go, finally.

Why did the Chinese feel this feeling? Even the person herself could answer it. What happened to the serious talk between the two of them? Jin became so different over one day. He was acting like a man. He didn't use to act so funny and not serious...

Ling Xiaoyu woke up in her usually bed the next day. She did what she used to do every morning, eat breakfast, then throwing her jacket on and seeing the last sight over her apartment as she ran down the stairs and out off the house. But when she turned right, she saw this guy looking at her. Red hair with blue sunglasses right upon his nose, a leather jacket in soft blue, and big black bootes, and a tight leather jeans, he sat on a big motorcycle, his grin made Xiaoyu freez. She knew him, but then again, no she didn't.

"Isn't it, Xiaoyu." he said and looked even more intence at her, "Going for school?".

Xiaoyu didn't reply, but started walking away, she could her him calling after her. Who the hell did he think he was? He boyfriend, her man?

The Chinese walked into the school yard, the statue of Heihachi Mishima met her eyes as she walked past it, she saw his vision in the head of her. A blink, and it was gone. All of a sudden, she heard her name again, so mad she got and turned around in a total speed of spinning around.

"WHAT the HELL do you want from me?" she shouted out in the air, but pupiles glared at her, no one were turning to her. She continued walking inside the school's territory. Someone called again, now she didn't turn around. But as she turned for her locker, a warm hand went over her shoulder and her name entered her ears again, another hand made her turn around and gasp. His figure, he looked so strong, so manly.

"What do you think?" he asked turning around to make her take a look at his wearing. Xiaoyu thought she would start hugging him again, but calmed down. Yet she giggeled, she felt mad at him, at a way she hated him for something she didn't know the reason of.

"Why are you wearing that?" Xiaoyu asked and napped his shirt, he smiled at her and bumped his hand into hers. "Oh well. I'm visiting my school again.".

Xiaoyu started laughing, "Why?".

"I miss learning.".

"Yeah right?".

"Jin Kazama like learning, I always did." he told Xiaoyu with poking her shoulder. The Chinese giggeled again, but opened her mouth to be cut off of him smiling, "Let's learn now, shall we?" he finished and walked past her. Something made Xiaoyu start laughing so bad that she had to sit down at the floor. Jin turned round at it, but his face fell, "You're strange...".

"And you're talking about... You're dressed in a school costume at an age of 21... You're strange!" Xiaoyu replied and came back up on her feets, she walk up beside Jin, "And you don't like learning, I know you." she joked and poked his shoulder. Jin went red and saw Xiaoyu walking past him with a grin. He couldn't believe he was ashamed at her actions. Whom he took both his hands over his cheeks, he heard girls behind him giggle, so he stopped and followed Xiaoyu into her classroom. She sat next to another girl, he had to find another spot to sit on, but turned up walking out off the room when the teachers gave him a strange look. Xiaoyu looked after him, but no Jin.

"Whatever!" she came with and turned round to follow the rest of the lesson.

To be continued...

a/n: Jin is acting pretty manly. What the hell is happening? Read the next chapter and you'll maybe get to know something interesting. What if he's become another person, isn't that strange...? Right...? Very lame. Thank you for reading, give me a review now. Thanks! Okay, maybe this was a bit boring, but it's still very sweet, dontcha think?

Love...

Victoria