a/n: The last chapter people. Use your time on it, ENJOY! That's important. Thanks for all your reviews. This have been really fun, I love writing, and I hope ya see that.
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Chapter 17:
Angel
A bottle got empty with hands making the water inside drip out, it fell onto the towel and it got soaked wet. Then the cold piece went its way over a girls forehead, she was sleeping tight. But a fear on seeing her dead in the front of him made the Japanese soul cry. He had been blessed, and he felt releived at the thought of it. But still, his friend layed in front of him, dying. If he took her to the hospital, he had to run away again, he couldn't do that. He got to say he was sorry for everything, and most of all... say good-bye, he had never done that, and he hated himself for it. The mess he had gotten her through. It was his fault, all of it.
Ling Xiaoyu's eyes could feel water coming onto her eyes, she opened them but they hurt. A back got into her first sight. Wounds and scratches, holes. Blood coming out off them, falling down his skin and making remarks, almost like strange wirvles over his naked skin. Xiaoyu tried to get up, but she was to weak to move her hands, nor legs... her head felt like it could say ka-boom with one single touch. But though she felt warm and safe, a tear came down her chin.
The Japanese man in front of her turned around with a bucket in his hands, his eyes got the girl to see the sadness and loneliness again. And in all this, he could see her eyes telling him that everything was fine... no, nothing was fine... look at it... how could it be fine...!
"Jin...-" Xiaoyu tried to said, but struggled to to talk, her throat had lost its powers.
Jin sat the bucket down and came closer to her, continuing sitting down on his knees beside her. Xiaoyu layed on a bunch of grass and leaves tumbeled on the top of eachother, he had made her a bed that night, when he saved her from being killed at once when the big tower crashed down. Next to them, a fire went into a mere bonefire. It made them feel warm round the cold wind throughout the forest over them. Trees as big as the towers in New York. It was still dark, and the moon shone up in the sky with stars dancing around. He loved it this way, just likely to what he and his mother looked up at every night...
The Japanese took more water onto the towel, then he faced Xiaoyu's tired eyes and layed the wet towel onto her forehead again.
"I'm so sorry for everything Xiao... if you hate me... I understand..." he replied, but he looked away not to see her cry.
Xiaoyu gave him a half a smile but closed her eyes to fall asleep. Jin had to scrap away a tear coming down his skin, everything felt so God damn wrong. When Xiaoyu had gotten better, he would let her go, never to hurt her again. The devil was his problem, just as his family problems, it was his problem. He hit his head at the thought of letting his friend go through al this... the devil... the Zaibatsu... the Mishima family... him...
"I promise I'll never let you go through this again." he whispered and bended over her, then giving her a kiss on her chin.
"J-i... Jin...-?" a week voice said again, Xiaoyu lifted a finger in response.
Jin looked away, his face got red, he felt ashamed over letting Xiaoyu see him kiss her. Her chin. He raised up and saw the Chinese girl sleeping, he studyed her. But slapped his head in how stupid he was behaving. He sprint over to his seat four meters away from her, the fire went in the middle of them. Jin lifted his feets up to his face and let his head rest on his knee. Though he tried to be serious, his heart poundered faster and faster though more he thought of Ling Xiaoyu, a little Chinese girl only eighteen. Just a girl. His eyes felt their way onto the girl over in the bed. He couldn't slip out of her sight, he couldn't look away. He wanted to, but... his heart spent so fast, almost jumping outside. He slapped his hand in his face again and got his sight off her.
"What is it with me...!" he asked himself, talking to himself. He had to hit his head again at the way he was talking to himself... he never used to do so...
All of a sudden, a strim of light came in totally speed towards their spot. Jin stood up and looked at it, it came closer. It hit the two in one secund and stopped just beneath them, Jin looked at the situation, but couldn't give it an answer, nor a question. Xiaoyu opened her eyes on the irritable yellow lightning which were shining her right in the eye.
But then, it just stopped, Jin stept back and looked at Xiaoyu, she was trying to look around with the powers she had left. She didn't understand... what was happening...! She couldn't think straight...
Without saying anything, the lights went on again, and a white shadow gained a circle round itself and soon to suck the yellow light inside. A person stood in front of them, looking at them, studying them, but a smile came pointing out towards their presence. Jin gasped softly at the sight in his eyes. He couldn't believe it.
"How...-" he got cut off by a sweet voise telling him not to speak.
The glad smile on a beautiful face, a white dress around a thin body, white shoes on the white skin. Black hair placed with a white hair ribbon at the top. Two brown eyes looking so happy.
"Mom...?" Jin asked and came closer. He couldn't believe it. An angel in front of him, his beautiful mother...
Kazama Jun
The Japanese man slippet onto his knees in complete shock. His mom walked smiling up to him. She squeezed his head against her body. She felt so real, warm and happy. Not cold, just as the angel itself. Tears went down his face when she let him go, but she stroke his hair and played with it, making it go into a more mess than it was from before. Then she smiled a bigger smile and walked up to Ling Xiaoyu, she looked up at her. The Chinese girl felt confused, all she could think was that this had to be a dream. She had never seen this person before, but she thought she had heard Jin call her mother. She had to be wrong...
Jin looked at his mom sitting next to Xiaoyu, her smile still warmed him. Her white dress went yellow just as the light went round them in a circle. Xiaoyu tried to speak, but she got smashed into sleep by Jun who was taking her arms over her, sucking something out of the little body of hers.
Jin felt like a stone, everything felt like a mere dream, but what could he do? He never knew what to do, if he did anything, he would have hurt someone, he always did. So he only sat staring at the two in the yellow light.
A bang, and her smile was gone. The white angel was gone. Jin stood up hastily and looked around.
"Mom?" he yelled in hope of seeing her, or hearing her. But with one minute pause, he gave up and sparkled up to Xiaoyu. The fire had stopped after the yellow light suck it inside. All of this felt strange, but when he sat down on the same spot where his mom had sat, he could feel a warm wind blewing through his hair.
"My angel...!" his mouth formed.
Then he stroke Xiaoyu's chin, it had gotten cold, and in one secund of matter. She bursted up and sat with wided eyes looking straight into the forest in the head of her.
"Where am I?" she asked not knowing Jin was there with her.
Jin took her hand to make her calm down, but she bumped into shock when she saw him sitting next to her with blood everywere.
"What the HELL are you doing here... and..." she stopped and looked around, then continued, "... why am I here in the middle of nowhere with you?".
Jin had to look away for a minute, "You don't know...?".
Xiaoyu stood up in complete healness.
"You tell me.".
Jin turned away from her, "You don't remember what was happening here...?".
The Chinese girl almost opened her mouth to answer, but took a look at her clothes then got a gasp and become aloud, then mad.
"Okay... what have you done to me, Jinny? Why am I dressed like THIS... I... look like... Pamela Anderson... gosh... disgusting...!" she shouted at him.
A giggle went over his lips, but he shock his head instantly, "Maybe it's better this way...?" he thought and looked up at the shocking girl who was busy studying herself and yelling at the same time.
Jin felt clean... like someone had given back his soul, never to take it away from him ever again... then a smile went over his face, a smile, actually a smile... and for the first time in his life, Jin Kazama could feel his thoughts blessing him and giving him pease. Everything he had wished for... a hope... a word... it had happened. His life could start over with a clean paper... and along with one who cared about him, it would've been better than how it started.
He was happy.
Really happy.
But as he was smiling, it went away and he looked over onto a strange figure placed on the top of some tree.
"Wait, I am going to give you what you deserve, Kazama Jin." a voice called from up in the tree. Jin looked closely and saw the creature pointing a blade at him.
"Who are you?" Jin asked.
Xiaoyu saw it coming along and raised a brow, "Yeah! Who the hell are you?".
It came jumping down and got ready to swip his green and shining blade over Jin Kazama's troat.
"Me and Xiaoyu are going to give you what you deserve.".
And again, Xiaoyu raised a brow but sat her hands on her hips and sneered at it, "Go home! It's not halloween! Play alien another place." she finished and walked over to Jin's presence. She recongniced blood dripping down his skin as her eyes sprut in in a burst, "What have happened to you Jin? You're bleeding God dammit...!".
The Japanese man scraped his hair away from over his eyes and looked down at the girl next to him.
"You know me. I don't know what the hell I'm doing." he spoke and felt Xiaoyu's fingers going over his warm chest.
A giggle, and Xiaoyu smiled back, "Well, but you gotta tell me what you've done to me. I mean, I don't like dressing like playboys...".
The creature listening to all this, the lonely shadow moved away his blade and spread out his two wings. But before flying away, he took another look at the two souls talking to each other, like it was the first time.
I am too weak
Can not survive
I am going to die
Can not see you
A word
It is soon to come
Everyone is dying
All because of me
Start running
I will caught you
Hide away
Never come back
I am hurting you
You are not strong enough
Too weak to survive
I am going to die
Let me sink
Shrugg my hand
No one can save me
Trick me out of your game
Star running
I will caught you
Hide away
Never come back
Look into my eyes
Hate me
I am too weak
Got to let myself slip away
Can not stop it
It is to strong
Do not help me
I am going to kill you
A word
It is soon to come
Everyone is dying
All because of me
You tried to love me
I did not see
It is too strong
Too evil
Stronger than me
I got to let go
Never to wake up
Seeing the light makes me cry
Only dark shadows surrounding me
A shadow of nothing
In complete confusion
You are standing there
Watching me
I can see you
A tear for you
Three single words -
Soon to come
Too soon to stop killing
I am letting go
Run and hide
Close your eyes
Open them
I am gone
And for this time...
It is for ever
The End...
a/n: I'm DONE WITH THE STORY. YAY! I feel so... done... heh! But it's also sad that I'm done... but hey, maybe I'll make a sequel... ha, ha. Gotta start writing some new one's right away. See ya! Oh yeah, by the way... my thanks goes to... EVERYONE! I'm making it easy! He, he! If you'll beg me about making this story longer... then do that. Then I'll make a sequel... guess I'll think about it anyway...! I made my very own poem for this story, like you can see just up here. I called it Soon to come (geez! Fits well, doesn't it?). So, whatcha think about it? No flames please ;o) ! Did you get it...? I'm DONE with it... and again; YAY!
So long!
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... from Ultimate Ryuu, or Victoria... or whatever you want to call me...!