a/n: Thank you for reading!

Chapter 12:

Dating

Yoshimitsu gave Ling Xiaoyu a sight making her cry again.

"Why are you crying, again?" he asked a little irritated.

"My panda's dead... he killed him...!" she answered and hide her face between her fingers.

"Kazama Jin killed your panda?".

"No... Jin's devil form killed her... Jin wouldn't do things like... killing!" Xiaoyu finished.

Yoshimitsu shrugged himself to evade an inetrogation, which made him take off his maske. The Chinese girl didn't look up from her hands, but started crying at the thought of losing her best friend in the whole world...

"That Mishima family are going to pay." he said looking serious at her with his eyes studying her curious on her actions. Xiaoyu swept away her tears, and her red face looked up to gasp at him. Yoshimitsu's face, it looked like someone had given him a hard time of fight. His eyes limped out from his face, his nose shrank inside, his skin burned. Xiaoyu pulled herself to talk straight.

"Eh... I agree... I really agree actually...".

"Kazama Jin is informed with the same devil gene as his father Mishima Kazuya. And now, it has taken over him.".

Xiaoyu gasped again, "Kazuya's Jin's dad...? But then Heihachi's..." she stopped and thought for a minute, "... Jin's grandfather... and Kazuya's...".

Yoshimitsu placed his mask back on and turned his attention back on the road in front of them.

"What did you do inside the bunker thingie, whatever, anyway...?" Xiaoyu asked, trying to change topic.

With a growl from his side, he didn't answer and were ready to start flying. But Xiaoyu grabbed his foot and made him step onto the ground again, "Answere me!" she said aloud.

"Well..." he replied and continued talking.

"When I found out all this things about Jin, I knew I had to find you, but you were not home. I smelled your aura and found you inside this bunker. But I really hope you agree to give Jin what he deserves? And not to forget, Heihachi and Kazuya. They need to be stopped... I wont let them get away with what they did to me...".

After nodding regretfully, Xiaoyu got back home on Yoshimitsu's back. And this time, a letter lay in front of her outer door. She could almost smell Hwoarang's words, though Jin's face touched her private thoughts. Like they always did... even the good and bad ones...

"You gotta be kidding me...?".

hi you

you weren't home, so i put this letter here, again. haha

have you thought about me and you hitting the town, just give me a call when you've decided. 'key?

hope you'll say yes:op but moste of all, be home the next time i come by

note: my number's at the back of the paper

hwoarang

Hwoarang's sweet talk, it made her smile, but it went away at the sight of her apartment in a complete mess. What would she do with the window? And what if her parents, nor grandfather, stept inside and saw all this mess. They would probably have thrown her back to China, though she wanted that, she couldn't. Jin needed her help, he got to stop that devil inside him. But how, and what had Yoshimitsu in his mind? Killing him...? And her panda had just disappeared from the floor... what had happend while she was away...?

"What am I thinking about...? Killing Jin... God no... I mean... I can't... Yoshimitsu can't... oh yes he can... oh God in the heavens...!" Xiaoyu said to herself, but a brow raised.

"Here we go again... I'm talking to myself again... crap...!".

The Chinese girl sat down in her sofa and took a magazine out from her stative with junk. Then she swept back in a comfertable position and tried to relax, but not that easy. Soon, she ran around in her apartment, really hyper to get going somewhere.

"I NEED to RELAX!" she yelled and jumped side to side and ran around in a circle but slipt over some glassbites on the floor and fell onto it with a bang.

"What am I doing...?".

After getting herself up from the floor, she found Hwoarang's phonenumber from the back of his letter and knittered it on her mobile.

"Hi, Hwoarang! Wanna go out on a date with me?" Xiaoyu asked, still running around.

"Ehm... I never thought you wou...-" Hwoarang got cut off.

"I take that as a yes! See you soon then! Bye-eee!".

"Hey, wait a mi...-" too late, Xiaoyu cut the line and started throwing her clothes around, making them fly around and land all over the floor. Different colours, like the rainbow. Ling Xiaoyu ended up looking as Pamela Anderson, a little top, almost showing her brests, tight pants in purple, and her hair sat up in a spinn at the side with help from a Chinese strain. And with red lipgloss and blue eyeshadow, no Ling Xiaoyu came through.

Five minutes later, she ran down the stairs and spanned herself towards the street were Hwoarang used to wait for her, but he haden't showed up yet. But suddenly, before the Chinese girl got to take out her mobile from her purse, Hwoarang came growling on his motorbike in a totally speed of giving a grin between his redish hair. When he stopped, he gasped at the sight of his date.

"What have you done to yourself?" he replied almost falling off his seat in the progress of hitting his back head not to shout out.

Xiaoyu turned around to make him take a look at her, "Do you like it?".

He tried to smile, but got a tone out in becoming a glare, "Eh... you could have... you know...!".

"Know what!" she asked waiting for him to continue, but walked towards him and moved her ass back and fourth, trying to act sexy...

"Been more... normal..." he finished.

Xiaoyu came up to him and looked him in the eyes, "I need your help, Hwoarang-kun!".

Hwoarang moved longer away from her, "Can't we just...-" he was cutted off by the Chinese girl jumping up in the back seat and making him start the motor. "Drive, honey!".

"Ok-ay...!" he answered and took off, but a single remark went over his face in the name of wondering what she was doing, and what she was supose to do. Well, he knew she was crazy... but this crazy...? No!

a/n: A bit boring... anyway, Xiaoyu's acting kinda strange, isn't she? But then again, that's the taste of it.