a/n: I feel bad about the last chapter... not just boring, but also stupid short. I'm sorry... hope u like this one better...? One thing, it doesn't happen that much in this chap., but I got this... great ending on it. So, that's why I stopped. 'Kay, enough of me; read all!

Chapter 13:

Actions

Just when Ling Xiaoyu and Hwoarang hit a big building, they had drived in one hour, and almost crashed into two cars on the way through the forest. But now, the two of them stopped and made their way over to some high wall. Hwoarang scratched his backhead and looked confused, as he always did in situations like this. His sweet taste of clothing had gotten into punky and cracy. His leather jacket placed over some white t-shirt, jeans in light blue, and boots surrounding his legs up to his knees, and as usual, his red hair shon with his sunglasses at the top.

"I thought we were supose to hit the town...!" he replied and studyed the wall with his eyes smashed in one sight.

Xiaoyu smiled at him, "I changed my mind. Thanks for helping me!".

"With what?" he asked looking down at her.

"You'll see!".

She walked past him and placed her feets up at some rocks hitting the wall, then she climbed up and looked at Hwoarang who were standing curious looking at her up at the wall.

"What's behind the wall, anyway?" he asked with a lame tonefall under his breath.

Xiaoyu made her head look in the other direction towards the big building in her sight. "Just come up here, and you'll see for yourself.".

Hwoarang raised his shoulders, but jumped up to her and got his armes hanging over the wall, "Help me...?" he replied almost falling back down.

Xiaoyu shocked her head in irritation. Why did boys always have to walk the hardest way. Why don't walk the easiest! If she thought about it, all the boys she had known had always tried to become one of the boys... stupid, childish and ugly. Then Jin Kazama's face popped up into her head, a picture of him smiling... so warm.

"The earth call's Xiaoyu? And Hworang really needs to be saved...!".

Xiaoyu heard his call, then helped him up and made him sit next to her. Jin's figure had disappeared. It felt so real... but the Chinese came back to life and stared at the red headed Korean next to her. Suddenly his head turned around and his face fell.

"You don't know what it is... or what...?" Xiaoyu shrugged.

"I... eh... no...!" he answered still glaring up at the building. Grey, high with four windows in sight. The forest surrounded it and made it look even bigger. Along with green colours, the tower touched one of the biggest trees just by. After getting to his sences, Hwoarang saw Xiaoyu jumping down at the ground at the other side, then he smashed his hands together and bit his lips, soon to come jumping down. Then they walked slowly towards the entrance. Xiaoyu tried to hold her legs still, her high heels didn't fit walking in, not with the forest under her feets... and she wasn't used to walk in shoes like this either... but when her friend passed away, she decided to change everything. Her childish aura were to be closed behind her memories. Only one thing to do before turning the other cheek... save someone from their complete death...

"I really hope he's here...?" she thought for herself. "Do you got some moves to show me, Hwoarang?" Xiaoyu asked pointing at him.

"Eh... why are you asking...?".

"You'll need to show me some afterwards when we hit inside that bunker.".

Hwoarang went his attention on the building in front of them, "Bunker?".

"Yes. It's in the basement." she answered, still walking flat with her back bended forward.

"Okay... but I don't know what you're planning here...".

"You don't need to, because you'll soon understand." Xiaoyu replied, "Hopefully" she thought again.

They hit the big door and the Chinese girl opened the door in one swing around the lock, Hwoarang walked behind her and watched his back as he let the door smack together.

"Why aren't we making any noises...?".

Xiaoyu didn't listen to him and gave him a note to remember;

"If you see some red lightning, tell me! Okay?" Xiaoyu warned him, he gave her his thumb and grinned, his face went into a question mark after Xiaoyu got her attention onto the dark spots in the room. She made the two of them walk downstairs, then walking against the wall and looking straight in head of them.

Flashback:

A rose, red and beautiful, like blood dripping down its wet toung, continuing slipping down its skin and meeting the fingers at the end. The walls reflected the blood soaked everywhere, and Ling Xiaoyu stood in middle of it. Looking shocking up at the purple Devil transforming into a high and strong posture. Wings easily spreading out and scraping the blood onto them, marks forming into clouds. Xiaoyu had to start shaking, she almost got scared at how the Devil grinned and licked the blood. But after studying the situation, it shock its head in the Chinese girl's direction and flew mad towards her.

End of flashback...

"Oh my God!" said Xiaoyu after waking up from her thoughts, "Jesus!" come it again.

Hwoarang raised a brow and waived his arm i the front of her eyes, "Okay... what about God and Jesus...?".

He put one finger one her nose and gave her a flick, "I don't get it...!".

Xiaoyu smashed his hand away and looked angry at him holding both her hands on her nose, "What was that all about!".

"You're strange..." was his reply.

She murgled at him and pushed him away so she could go past him, then she got him to follow her pointing a finger at him.

"Just for your information, little girl looking as Pamela Anderson. I'm not protecting you if a spider comes down from the ceiling.".

The Chinese girl who where busy studying the place, turned her attention on Hwoarang and saw him standing holding his arms crossed.

"What's your problem!" she asked at his actions.

"I'm asking you.".

"If you wanna run back home to your mommy. Then do it!" she replied with a taste of madness under her breath. "You can't protect me, anyway.".

A bold from the shadows, a noise. The two of them stared at eachother and moved ahead towards the long hallway straight abow.

A purple devil, evil eyes, a stunning angry smell, two strong claws and even stronger legs. Something told her that her experience with seeing that Devil... no, Jin. His devil form, his father devil form. Kazuya Mishima had to be that purple Devil, Jin's face popped up in her head and whispered something to her; Purple hell, Mishima Kazuya... then it went away...

"Xiaoyu...?".

Xiaoyu blinked her eyes at the red haired man in the front of her, "What?" she replied aloud and slippet back, Hwoarang grabbed her hand and she went up on her legs again, not falling.

"Thank you...!".

"You're welcome!" he answered, then turning his sight onto the black ending in the hall. "Are you supose to steal something, or whatever?" Hwoarang whispered into the girl's ear at the side of him, making her jump in reaction, but she didn't reply, only walking faster way from him.

"What is it?" he said a little bit distracted of her moving away from him. But then she slipt longer away... Xiaoyu stood in the middle of the room and looked at him. Hwoarang walked a little closer, she smiled happily, but actually she smiled for somebody els, "Come here!".

A strange, but warm feeling went through his body. But he stept up to her and stood watching her closely. Xiaoyu still smiled up at him and continued closing her eyes slowly and hearing a sound coming from behind. Hwoarang turned around, but got grabbed after when Xiaoyu kissed him, her hands held his face not making him turn his face to see what was behind him. Hwoarang felt the situation and his hands went over her hips romatic. A tear dripped down at the cold ground, Xiaoyu felt bad but she knew what she had to do.

a/n: This chapter stopped (a bit to soon, I know) right when they were kissing. And now what...? Please review everyone, that would have made me really glad, so please make me that (hint, hint). And I know what ya'll review me about... too boring... but this time; I'm ain't sorry!