After he arrived in Hawaii, Heihachi went to the front desk at a Holiday Inn to check in for the night.

"I have a reservation." He told the receptionist at the front desk.

"What's your name?"

"Mishima. Heihachi Mishima."

"Okay…Heihachi, just hold on a few seconds." The clerk typed in a few keys on her computer and moved the mouse around. Her face twisted into a look of remorse. "I'm sorry, we can't find your name under us. If you still want to stay here, we have a Super Deluxe Suite available. It comes with room service and a refrigerator. It'll be $200 a night."

"Um, I was told this was an all-expense paid vacation."

"Would this by any chance, happen to be the free trip to Hawaii contest that was held in Japan?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, they were a fraudulent company. They don't really exist."

"What! But my air ride was free!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive! Just get me a room already!" Heihachi yelled, and he slammed his large fist into the desk.

The phone at the front desk rang and the receptionist answered it. "Holiday Inn font desk." She handed the phone to Heihachi after a few second's pause. "Sir, just talk to the owner."

"Hello?" Heihachi snarled.

"Dude, if you had waited another nine and a half minutes, you could have won $100 on MTV's Boiling Point." said the voice on the other end. Heihachi stood there with a perplexed look on his face.

"Is this a joke?" He demanded.

"Actually, yes it is." The receptionist answered. "It's MTV's Boiling Point."

"What's an MTV?."

The receptionist looked at Heihachi like she couldn't believe what he just said. "What country are you from, sir?"

"Japan!' Heihachi screeched. "That is where the contest is held! All I want is a good night's sleep! Now, am I on the damned computer or not!"

A few people sitting around the lobby stared at Heihachi. A quite large and noticeable vein was bulging in his big, shiny, red forehead.

"Please calm down, sir. You're in room 305. I just need you to sign a few papers."

An irritated Heihachi grabbed a pen from the receptionist and signed his name, then threw the pen down on the counter.

"Would you like a bellman to escort you to your room?" The clerk asked, not becoming demoralized at Heihachi's fierce wrath.

"A bellman? Bellmen are for old people!" Heihachi yelled. He grabbed his bags, his room keys, and stormed off to find his room.

"Don't have a heart attack, old dude." A young man in the lobby jeered. Heihachi flipped him off as he continued down the hall.

Meanwhile…

Lee tried several times to get into Heihachi's office, but every time, Kuma, Heihachi's loyal pet bear, blocked his path. Kuma possessed incredible smarts for a bear. He often trained with Heihachi and even learned a fighting style and competed in several Tekken tournaments.

"There must be a way past that big, dumb bear." Lee told himself. "Come on, Lee, think."

As Lee sat with his hand on his chin on a couch in the lobby at Mishima HQ, he heard a knock on the door and decided to answer it. When he opened the door, he saw Bruce Irving, an old friend of the Mishimas, in front of him.

"Brucie!" Lee shouted.

"Lee, my main man!" Bruce yelled back. They gave each other a handshake that quickly turned into a buddy hug. "Was' cookin' dawg?"

"Not too much." Lee answered as he released his hug on Bruce. "The old fool isn't here. I'm trying to find away to take over Mishima Corp. while's he's away. What brings you here?"

"Well, I came down to get you to do ol' Bruce a favor."

"Sure, what's up?" Lee asked after he invited Bruce in. The both of them took a seat on the couch.

"I got kicked out of kickboxing, yo. Money's been real tight and I thought maybe a rich guy like you could set me up wi' some cash."

"I don't know, Bruce. I'm really busy trying to take over the business before the moldy old man gets back and before Kazuya kills me. But every time I try to get into Heihachi's office, that big, stupid bear, Kuma blocks my way."

"Come on, you's family, homie. Hook a brotha up."

"I might be able to help you. We'll make a deal like, as you say, homies. You help me take over Mishima Zaibatsu and I'll pay you however much you need."

"For real?"

"For real."