Hey, I would just like to say thanks to the people who took the time to review this story. I really appreciate that, even though when I uploaded the first chapter it presented slight grammatical errors (something must be wrong with this site). And on the subject of the Tekken legacy, most of the other characters will make guest appearances (even Jun Kazama... you'll see). Plus, I noticed that there's a high possibility that Jin and Asuka could be related, and then again, vice-versa. Tekken 5's epilogue was kind of obscure and now most of the fans are drowning in suspense.
As of yet, Namco has yet to reveal whether or not Jin and Asuka are related. So, I'm trying to keep this story on that track as well because I know some people on both ends that will jump me if I confirmed their relationship to each other. Tekken has always been a awesome fighting series, but, in my opinion, the storyline's slipping (Steve Fox's T5 ending for instance, and the idea of adding the monstrous Jinpachi to the game). Other than that, it's still very enjoyable and then there's Soul Caliber III on the horizon...
TEKKEN
They Call Her Asuka
Chapter II
Wrath
In all honesty, the man from the parlor had somehow effected her...
And that was highly unusual for Asuka Kazama. Never in her life had she wondered about a young man for a long period of time after meeting one. Yeah, in her eighteen years of life, she had met literally hundreds of men her age- be it in a mall or at a nightclub. Yet, she may quickly loose interest mere moments after meeting them, thus she often forgets to continue keeping in touch with them. But this time was different... that guy was still on her mind. It has been nearly half an hour since they've left the parlor. And he definitely looked familiar, somehow...
She trekked down a suburban street with her arms behind her head in wonder. However, one would assume it was blase of her, because Hazuki was talking her little heart out about some non sense she seen on television. "...and then he slept with his fiancee's first cousin's older sister's ex boyfriend's baby's mama." The girl with straight hair squealed. "Now that's dirty! That's what I call drama! God, I love American soap operas!"
Asuka didn't even heard a word from her friend. She was still deep in thought.
She rambled on, "I swear, some of the newer generation of manga writers may need to watch those shows for reference. I mean, when was the last time you've heard of a liaison that wicked?"
Did she said the word liaison? Ole girl has been reading way too much romance novels. "Huh?" Asuka finally spoke. "What were you on about, Hazuki?"
Hazuki pouted cutely, indignation clearly on her face. "I'm talking about As The Galaxy Gyrates." She puffed. "You know, that early eighties American soap opera that's all the rage here in this country?" The insinuations she gave still didn't register in Asuka's mind.
"Uh..." Asuka started hesitantly, "I'm not into soap operas like that." She finally relayed. "Sorry bout that." That was followed by a goofy grin. "I have a load on my mind right now."
Hazuki raised a brow in question. "This is not like you Asuka..." she stated carefully, bordering on perturbed. "You're usually chirpy and carefree but since we've left that shop you've been all reclusive on me. What's up?"
Hazuki whirled in front of her friend, imposing her course. "What are you doing Hazuki?"
"It has something to do with the guy back at the shop, huh?" Hazuki presumed with a very mischievous smile, making her look catlike. "This is so interesting! Girl, I never thought that you would be this strung out over some good looking fellow."
The older girl put her hands on her hips and, in a sassy tone, said, "You've jumped to that conclusion earlier, Hazuki. Why do you keep saying that? I'm not the type of person that grows all concern about a stranger I just met mere moments ago..." Even if he is pleasant on the eyes, she mentally added.
That funny grin was still on her face. "This is all too predictable!" She beamed with an exaggerated wave of her arms. "Asuka, don't you know that you're just like many love struck girls straight out of a romance novels?"
"Don't be ridiculous." Asuka scoffed. "How could that prove anything? You're mixing cheesy fantasy with reality, Hazuki."
"They say the very same thing in those books you now?" Hazuki stated condescendingly with a wink of her eye. "And the next thing you know, BOOM!... you all head over heels in love with him. Plus, there's rarely a moment when he isn't on your mind."
"That is some silly ass logic." Asuka admitted as she rounded a street corner. However, once she turned that corner, the subject changed. "Are you okay?" She asked someone, which was a lost on Hazuki.
"Of course I am." Hazuki responded, slightly confused as to why would the older girl asked that question out of the blue.
"No Hazuki, I wasn't talking to you." Asuka reasoned while pointing to an injured woman in martial arts attire around their age. She walked with a limped and she seemed to have some trouble carrying her duffel bag. "Hey, are you okay over there? I've asked already, but you didn't answer."
The woman looked up from the ground and noticed the two schoolgirls around the corner. With a struggle, she managed a smile. "I'll live. I took a beating at the dojo today... again."
"This doesn't sound good." Hazuki gasped as the woman fell. Fortunately Asuka caught her and leaned her against the wall. "Man, it looks like you've been abused. Are you sure you're gonna be okay?"
The woman smiled sardonically, "You couldn't be more further from the truth." She confirmed.
"I was right!" Hazuki let out another gasp. "This is like one of those shows that comes on LifeTime..."
"Give it a rest, Hazuki!" Asuka snapped at her. "This is serious." She kneeled down and regarded the woman again. "This is just plain wrong. Who did this to you?" She grimaced at a possibly unconceivable thought. "The teacher of your school?"
"Ooh..." Hazuki managed out sympathetically.
"No. It's not our master." She revealed. "He has death in his family recently. He left his top student in charge of the dojo while he is off to Hong Kong. He's a man that goes by the name Daisuke and also a feared Jujitsu fighter. The master and I always suspected that he was arrogant and when the master left..." She paused, sighing for a moment, "... let's just say he started showing his ass."
"I'll say, leaving him in charge was a bad move." Asuka voiced her opinion on the matter. "He let his authority get all into his head and now he's abusing it. If you ask me he sounds like a real ass-wipe."
Hazuki gritted her teeth. "Ouch. That's not cool."
"It isn't." The jujitsu woman nodded. "And if that wasn't bad enough, he's a chauvinist. He challenged all the expert females in the dojo and deliberately hurt them. And to add insult to injury he says that women were never meant to be fighters in the first place... and among other things."
Hazuki looked angry now. "That bastard..."
"Damn it. He allowed the weeds in his yard to grow in his yard far too high." Asuka growled. "I can't stand bullies and especially a chauvinistic fool." A notion dawned upon her. "Hey, do you mind showing me this guy? I want a crack at him and teach him who's boss."
"Asuka, isn't that a bad idea?" Hazuki queried in concern. "We have nothing to do with this. It's their dojo. The master will resolve the problem once he returns."
"It does has something to do with us!" Asuka declared, pumping her fist. "This applies to every woman that ever lived. That guy's bigotry has got to come to an end. I want to face this guy!"
The woman's eyes widened in wonder at Asuka's chivalry. "My, you're a peculiar one. You seem very strong... even more so than I am... and I'm the second top student at the school. Who... who are you?"
"I am Asuka Kazama of the Kazama School of Judo and Aikido." She introduce acutely. "I'll be honored to whoop this guy's ass and allow your master to pick up where I left off... that is... if he's still in good health. Now, do we have a bet or not?"
She smiled, "I am Ayako, and it is a pleasure to show you the way." A look of uncertainty dawned on her face. "But are you really sure about this? Daisuke isn't an ordinary jujitsu practitioner you know?"
Hazuki rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah... she's as sure as the sky is blue on a sunny day." She said. "You can believe that. All day, every day..."
"Ooh! Just let me put my hands on him." Asuka practically snarled with anticipation. "I'll give him a good douse of Respect 101."
Ayako beamed brightly at last, sensing hope in the Kazama-Ryu prodigy. "Very well, right this way." She hobbled to her feet and lead them to a gate entrance right around another corner. It was the entrance to the said dojo. The girls eavesdropped on the training grounds just outside the dojo through a crevice of a wooden fence. Ayako pointed towards the scenery, "Over there..."
"Eh?" Hazuki scrunched her face in order to get her eyes to focus better, the girl needs glasses. The can make out the scene: three men, all of them in black belts, but one of them had removed to top of his gi in order to show off. With the proud and arrogant look on the shirtless one's face Asuka can pretty much guess that he was Daisuke. "Ooh... nice body." Hazuki almost squealed, fortunately Asuka clasped a hand over her mouth.
"Shh!" Asuka commanded, then regarding Ayako. "So, they guy with the tits is Daisuke?"
Ayako nodded. "Yep."
"I wanna grab them." Hazuki admitted. "He must have been taking some of that yeast to buff him up like that. His chest is pretty sexy to me."
Asuka slapped her forehead in disbelief at Hazuki's immediate attraction to the said man. "Hazuki..." She growled out, causing the younger girl to giggle sheepishly.
"He's so conceited." Ayako surveyed the scene. Four women were obviously worn out, injured, or, in slight pain from Daisuke's 'teachings'. He had a triumphant grin on his face that Ayako was all too familiar with. "He's hurting the others, that bully. What kind of man would hurt women only to discourage them not to learn the art?"
"The other two..." Hazuki began, "how come he didn't hurt those boys?"
"Because they are afraid of him." Ayako answered. "Plus he strongly believes that only men are worthy enough to learn the art of Jujitsu, not women. Or any martial arts in general. But if sensei ever find out that he thinks that way then he'll definitely kick Daisuke out of the dojo for good."
"What a fool." Asuka said angrily, but strangely enough, her words were lace with some sort of sympathy. "That man's a fool. Being a warrior does not have any limits. It doesn't matter, regardless of age, shape, race, or gender." She sounded like her father. "How could he think like that?"
Ayako nodded in understanding. "It's really a sad case. But there's nothing I can do about it. Our dojo can only wait until Sensei comes back to rectify this problem."
"Well, I'm going to go in there and knock some sense into his head." Asuka declared as she backed away several feet from the fence. "After my surprise appearance here, the master can do anything whatever he wants with him when he returns."
"Asuka! Wait a minute!" Hazuki tried to reason. "Don't you think you're being a little too reckless? You're just going to bust in another dojo to challenge someone to a fight?"
"Hazuki, life is too short to be all coy and subdued." She took a running sprint towards the fence and amazingly, she leapt over it with a flying somersault.
Hazuki took on a burlesque expression (like the sweat-drop ones in anime). "The showoff..."
"Her chivalry is admired." Ayako considered. "She certainly earned my respect. But, do you think your friend's truly a match for Daisuke? He's a potentially dangerous man."
"That's my buddy." Hazuki smiled. "She definitely works in unusual ways. She probably can pull it off. Besides, Daisuke may have a hot body in which I adore, but his persona really needs a fixer-upper." She walks towards the gates. "Are you coming to see what goes down? Let's go."
"Right." Ayako nodded as she followed the schoolgirl.
TEKKEN
"You know, the master been giving you girls your belts out of sympathy." Daisuke taunted to the group. "He did so because it would give you a little confidence uplift."
"You tell em." The shorter, bald guy to Daisuke's left grinned impishly. "You four are just here in order to be pleasant on our eyes. Nothing more." After that dumb remark, Daisuke gave him a high-five.
"We enrolled in this school because we wanted to." A long haired brunette retorted rebelliously. She held an ice pack to her sore upper arm. "We wanted to train in the art as much as you do and you know it. You can't treat use as unequal, it obviously goes against the code of the dojo."
"Well..." A teenaged male with a ponytail to Daisuke's right began, "...life's really a bitch... and so are you."
The males snickered.
"You are a bunch of ass-holes!" A slightly tan skinned woman snapped indignantly. "Sensei will have your asses on a platter when he gets back!"
"Sanae..." Daisuke began while cracking his knuckles. "Would you like a migraine today? If you don't shut up, I'll crush your skull like it's a plum."
Sanae gave him the middle finger.
"She's always has been the brave one." The bald guy noted to Daisuke. "You want me to do her in, Daisuke?" He asked him hopefully. Daisuke, however, kept silent, as if in thought. "Well?"
"It's a shame, really." A short haired woman quipped, rubbing her sore hip. "Hiro, you're so sad that you need Daisuke's approval even to be in his presence."
Hiro snapped, getting angry. "Not true!" He didn't noticed a small smirk grazing Daisuke's face. "You can go to hell, Yukira!"
Daisuke eyes Hiro thoughtfully. "If you feel that way towards her, then you two go on ahead and duke it out." He suggested, much to Yukira's delight because she really wanted to get her hands on Hiro. But Daisuke himself, that was another story. "You two had a grudge every since Sensei left, you two go on and reveal your differences."
Hiro hesitantly smiled. "Alright... I'll do it."
Yukira instantly jolted into a fighting stance. "Yeah, you c'mon! I've been waiting to get all up into that ass and teaching you a lesson in the process. We can finally find out who's the better brown belt here."
The forth female, a cute woman with long pigtails cheered for Yukira. "You can do it, Yuki! Put that sucker in his place!"
"Well, this should be interesting." The ponytailed teenage grinned. "You two obviously have a mutual hatred towards each other."
"Shun..." Hiro began irritably, "Shut the hell up."
"Well we are not getting any younger." Yukira, growing impatient, reminded him. "Now let's get it on so I can go ahead and ippon your behind so I can go home and study for mid-term exam."
Hiro growled angrily. "Well... you study this!" Instantly, he began charging at her, much to her surprise. Yukira braced herself for a stolen blow, but, fortunately it never came. An flying object came seemingly out of nowhere and sent Hiro sliding to a halt on the ground. Propping himself back onto his feet with indignation, he looked to the shocked expressions of the females and male students and over to the culprit that floored him...
To sock of his own, he discovered it was a school backpack. "What the hell?"
Yukira snickered, pointing a finger in Hiro's direction. "That's karma for you. It'll come around and sure enough bite you on the ass!"
"DAISUKE!" A new voice shrieked, which was obviously female. Fortunately for Hiro he wasn't in for some sort of trouble conspired by the heavens nor that of kismet... or something like that. But unfortunately, trouble was by design, and it goes by the name...
"Asuka!" Hazuki yelled as she came rushing towards the scene with Ayako close behind. She stopped and put her hands on her knees in fatigue. "Girl, don't you realize how big and complex the inside of the dojo was? It was like a freaking maze in there." She panted. "It's either that or I'm in bad shape."
"Hazuki," Asuka cautioned, "Now is not the time for any jokes."
"What's the meaning of this?" Hiro yelled, rubbing on a possible lump on the side of his head.
"A most interesting intervention..." Shun acknowledged smugly. "And it's pleasant on the eyes."
The women, including Ayako glared at the teen hotly. "Hey!"
"What do you what?" Hiro demanded the schoolgirls as he rose to his feet. "The only thing you're going to find around here is trouble. And I'm sure that you broads don't want any of that. Now run along home and file your fingernails... or talk on the phones twenty-four seven about nothing, or something."
Hazuki arched a brow. "Damn, you ARE a bigot. I can already see why you're so mean. You're most likely lacking severely in the breeches or not getting none."
Everyone, including Daisuke, except Hiro, went into a fit of giggles at Hazuki's comment. That is, until Daisuke mean-mugged like a full grown pit bull in Asuka's direction. "What are your reasons for rudely busting this dojo all of a sudden?"
"So you're Daisuke?" She queried to him. "The bad-ass, left-in-charge-chauvinist-that-has-a-most-absurd-dislike-towards-women-and-all-his-ideals-sounds-sort-of-gay-and-mysogynistic-top-ranked-student-in-this-dojo?" She spoke all in one breath.
"That's pretty impressive of you." Daisuke considered. "I am he. Now... if there anything you can do besides talking like a five year old child high off sugar?"
Asuka pouted. "You muscle-bound ape, mere moments of hearing about you, I already don't like your ways." She jabbed an accusatory finger at him, like a scolding mother would to her disobedient child. "There's a lot you need to learn about women, buddy! I may look adorable and wear a skirt, but I'll whoop your ass!"
Daisuke, interested in her challenge, calmly retorted, "Oh really? You're making a mistake little girl. You don't have the body for pain." He flexed his arms patronizingly. The women booed him but shushed when he glared at them.
"What, and you do?" Asuka scoffed. "Man, don't even go there. Your chest is about as big as mine."
"Yeah!" Hazuki cheered. "Those are not muscles, he got a thyroid problem." She jibed as her eyes roamed past his midsection. "And he doesn't even have a crotch print on his pants." She emphasized with her pinky finger and wiggled it. "What's he going to do with this? Sheesh, I tell you the truth, he probably traumatized from his past when girls told him off, more likely commenting about him not packing anything worth talking about."
Laughter filled the dojo grounds again, only this time Daisuke frowned. "Shut up, you fat-hipped ignoramus. Damn it. Your hips are so big you probably could give birth to a freaking whale."
Hazuki's eyes widened, blushing a bit, though her eyes seemed to glaze with tears. "Why... why I never...? My hips are not fat, you pig..." She seemed pained, and about-faced into Ayako's arms. Ayako hugged her in bemusement, though somehow she knew she must comfort her from that insult.
"Well..." Ayako began, scratching her small nose nervously. "You did started joking on him..."
"Never mind my friend, here." Asuka cut in, right after her brief mirth. "I'm your concern here. you know? Because my fist is going to do all the talking."
"Didn't Ayako warned you of my strength?" He arched a brow in the said woman's direction. She eyed him timidly, while still holding the could be crying Hazuki. "This isn't what you want. It's best that you leave right now."
"Hey, I always get what I want." Asuka smirked, she untied her shoes and shifted to a stance. "The real question is: you're sure you wanna fight me?"
Daisuke studied her stance, amusement crossing his features. "Ah, a defensive style of fighting. It's more suitable to women, I suppose. But for that, you're pretty much screwed. Your art won't stand a chance against mine."
Asuka smiled mischievously. "Ha! My art is not screwed." She said. "It practices abstinence. Now, show me how dangerous the big, bad art of Jujitsu really is..."
"Okay then." He bowed and went into his stance. "Don't say I didn't warn you, my dear."
As on cue, Shun suddenly shouted, "En Grade!"
Daisuke immediate rushed toward her, his lean but muscular form imposing greatly over Asuka's smaller and lithe form. Deliberately, he delivered several slow jabs towards her, in which she easily evades all of them. He was obviously testing her.
"If this is really how you fight then you're in a heap of trouble mister." Asuka yawned boredly. "Stop playing around and fight me for real!"
Upon her request, Daisuke immediately employed an ultra quick left roundhouse kick towards her ribs. Asuka blocked it at the very last moment, fortunately, but the sheer force of the attack sent her overbalancing awkwardly. He took the lapse in her defense as an open opportunity to giver her a strong front kick to her abdomen. Asuka gasped as she fell and rolled a few feet away from him and stopped face first onto the turf. "How you like that? You rolled away like a tumbleweed."
Asuka didn't move.
"Asuka!" Hazuki shrilled in horror. "Get up! I know you can take way more than that!"
Shun and Hiro snickered. "It's over already..."
"It can't be." Ayako couldn't believe her eyes. "She raised all my hopes up like that and gets floored from a single blow? No way..."
"It's over." Daisuke muttered. "Poor pitiful girl. Her arrogance gotten the best of her."
"Not so fast!"
Everyone gasped.
Asuka jumped to her feet, a very wide grin on her face. "You really did put a lot into that front kick." She appraised. "You even left a nice foot print on my school blouse. You naughty boy! You really are trying to beat the hell out of my. But let me tell you this: you hit like a bitch!"
Daisuke arched a brow in slight surprise. "What?"
"My sister hits harder than you. Excuse me for a moment." She cracked her knuckles and whirled her arms. "Let me psyche up for a sec, would ya?" She stretched her neck and followed up with removing her leggings. "Ah, that's better. Kind of thought they were constricting my movement."
"That was your excuse?" He looked as though he wanted to laugh. "What you gonna do now? Flash me? Those are some awfully broad thighs for such a little short skirt." He taunt. "In a way, you're keeping up with your... 'pleasantly plump' friend over there." He pointed towards Hazuki.
The said girl pouted cutely, despite indignation. "Humph!"
Asuka whirled her right arm, as if she was preparing a wind-up punch. She had a toying expression. "You're going to get hurt..."
He charged her again, but instead of being on the defensive, Asuka went for otherwise. Gracefully, she pulled off a palm strike with her right to his stomach, stunning him. Then she immediately followed that up with a quick low right kick to his shin, spinning around with a back-fist to his chin, a right straight to his nose, finishing with a powerful straight right leg to his midsection, flailing him to the ground. She did the 'Inner Strength' onto the dance like 'Three Ring Circus/ Celestial Strut' with surreal grace.
"Well I'll be!..." Shun appeared shocked that someone, besides their master, could floor Daisuke.
"Alright!" Hazuki supported. "Girl, you made him lean back!"
"Interesting... A little girl... my toughest opponent in weeks..." Daisuke noted as he got back to his feet. "But it's not over yet. I'm full of surprises myself."
"Well, surprise me!" Asuka replied and then went for a leaping kick straight for his head. He immediately grabbed her leg while she was midair and swung her around him. Luckily for Asuka, she landed on her feet but Daisuke followed up with a hopping right kick into left kick, in which she defended against both. Going for unpredictable, he did a fast spinning back kick towards her head, but she ducked it. Then with the same leg, he followed with a spinning back sweep that collided with her ankles and knocked her off her feet. "Oops!"
With good graces, she outstretches her arms as she fell and caught herself with a handspring before her head met the floor. After two handspring somersaults, she landed on her feet crouching like a cat. "That was a good one. That attack could have sprang my ankle."
Growing frustrated at her resilience, Daisuke growled, "Shall we continue? We're in a fight you know?"
"Oh my." Asuka feigned innocence. "Please forgive me." After that she springs to action towards him, engaging in close quarter combat. With a skipping rhythm, she performed a light jab to his face, blocked, an uppercut to his jugular, blocked, then she stood tall on her right heel and performed what she really shouldn't be doing in a miniskirt; a high kick with her left that goes past her head. This attack scored on his forehead.
Daisuke staggered backwards in pain, but he propelled back towards Asuka and grabs her, fling her over his shoulder in a body slam. "How you like me now, toots?" He stood over her prone form victoriously.
"You know, I like my men rough, but, you're not rough enough." She explained before undulation forward on the ground and rose with a back kick to his chest, which he wasn't counting on. Asuka closed in on him and hit him with a left palm strike to his chin and then cupped his face with her right hand while her left grabbed his right arm. She pushed all her weight towards him in a sort of a lariat take-down. "One of my personal favorites, Falling Tower."
"Man, this outsider is good." Commented Shun. "She just may be able to do it."
"Daisuke getting bested by a girl? I don't think so." Hiro followed shortly.
"Way to go, Asuka!" Hazuki cheered once again from the sidelines. The other women has hopeful looks on their faces. It seems likely that Daisuke has finally met his match.
Asuka heard her friend but she kept her focus on Daisuke. Unexpectedly, his left hand went straight for the collar of her blouse, nearly brushing her breasts. The next thing she knew, she was suspended a few feet in the air in his firm hold. "...uh... so you want to play like that huh?"
To Asuka's shock, Daisuke had a menacing expression about him, a complete opposite of the calm and collected one he had earlier. He growled, his now beady eyes glaring up ominously into her worried oval ones. "I believe playtime is over now, you little bitch... I'll show you why you shouldn't have bothered me..."
He gave a powerful punch straight onto her stomach... followed by another one.
"Oh no! This isn't good!" Ayako said in all seriousness. "He lost his temper! He's going to really hurt her!"
"We got to do something!" Hazuki squealed. "It looks like he's going to kill her!"
Shun and Hiro only looked on, fear stricken.
"Oof!..." Asuka grunted as he continued his assault on her abdomen. This is really getting tired... and I really cannot take much more of this. She thought. Now it's time for her to get back on the offensive. Plus, now her temper's rising. She slowly swung her legs, giving herself enough momentum to...
Give him a mighty painful kick to his mouth with the blade of her right foot!
"Agh!" Daisuke yelled in pained as he dropped Asuka in order to clutched his now busted lips. "I... will not... allow... you to win! I won't!"
"Too bad! Because this is over!" Asuka proclaimed and rushed towards him. Daisuke disregarded his offended lips and dropped into another stance. But just as she thought that she was going for his legs, Asuka lowered her head a bit, spins in a full circle on her right foot and came out with a sharp, powerful back elbow as she shifted her weight on the right side of her body. The technique, called Exorcisor, landed directly on his nose and sent him blasting towards the ground in defeat.
A huge silence fell upon the scene. No one couldn't believe their eyes...
"Ugh..." The prone figure flinched but stayed down.
Asuka kept her stance...
The women look forward to Daisuke's defeat with pure anticipation.
Hiro and Shun looked on... and on...
"Ippon!" A sagely voice confirmed. "Daisuke has lost."
The women noticed the man with the formal clothes and briefcases in disbelief. "Sensei!"
Hiro and Shun scratched their heads nervously. They took that moment to try and slither away.
"Not so fast, you two!" The dojo master halted them. "For your animosity towards my students, you shall pay a price. You're starting with cleaning the entire interior of the dojo." Of course, the said two groaned in defeat.
Ayako ran up to the dojo master. "Sensei, we thought that you was going to stay in Hong Kong for at least another two weeks?"
"I decided to return shortly after the funeral." The master answered. "My cousin lived to be eighty-four, it was a long life. No need to mourn so much over it."
Asuka and Hazuki approached him and bowed respectfully. "It is an honor to meet you, Sir." Asuka greeted. "Please forgive me for the hassle I cause. I discovered one of your students was more likely going against the regulations of your dojo."
The aged man smiled. "Thank you, young lady. That lesson, was what he really needed. However, I did told him he could run the dojo in his own way..."
Everyone gasped.
"Why?" Ayako asked urgently.
"That was definitely a bad idea, Sensei." Sanae chimed in.
"It was." He admitted. "But I never thought he would degrade women and purposely break the rules. I see now that he was definitely the wrong person to give authority to. And to think... he was one of my best students that I had. He lacked honor and respect... a huge no-no in my book."
Hazuki tapped his shoulder, gaining his attention. "Sir, when he wakes up, could you please tell him that I'll apologize for all the things I said about him." She began. "He doesn't have any thyroid problems... and he has a nice print if you ask me."
Asuka rolled her eyes at Hazuki. "Hazuki..."
"Say young lady, that was a fascinating display of Kazama-Ryu you did just now." The master seemed impressed. "Perhaps you can come by sometimes and share it with us. In turn, I can teach you the ways of Jujitsu to your benefit."
Asuka's eyes widened. "Really? I would be honored, Sensei!" She looked over to the others and gleefully began chattering away. "My! It was so nice to meet you all..."
Unknown to everyone in the dojo, Jin saw the whole thing from a distance. He was right about the girl. Asuka possessed the familiar fighting spirit that his mother had. She was just the one he was looking for. "So... she's a Kazama as well? Maybe there's more to the lineage as I thought." He mused. "That woman is a symbol of hope."
He left the dojo shortly afterwards. Maybe he'll meet her again...
TEKKEN
It was nearly nightfall, and Hazuki was already in the comfort of her home. Thus, Asuka still had a little way to go, she had to go alone, as usual. She cursed herself for wasting time with Hazuki at the ice cream parlor... and the incident at the Jujitsu dojo. And speaking of that...
The pains of her body really started to kick in. Fortunately for her, she can rest at the park she was trekking through. She sat at one of the benches before a pond. "Damn it all, that guy really shouldn't have to hit me in the gut so hard..." Asuka sighed as she clutched her stomach.
"I bet my mom is wondering why I'm so late..." She chuckled to herself sardonically. "That woman is so going to lecture me when I get there."
The shrubbery not too far from where she sat suddenly shuffled.
Asuka sighed in a bored manner. "Listen, whoever you are. Go play with someone else. I'm not in the mood. If you insist on bothering me, then prepare for some serious repercussions." She warned.
A object was thrown towards her from the behind. She easily caught it in her palms nonchalantly. It was a pebble. "Wow. This is really your idea of having fun, isn't it?"
The mystery emerged from the shrubbery, revealing himself to her. "No. But I saw your performance earlier. You are not an ordinary fighter, that's for sure."
Asuka gasped in recognition. "It's you! You're that cute little country boy from the ice cream parlor!" She turned slightly pink in the cheeks after saying that.
Jin removed his hood. "In the flesh. But I'll prefer you call me by my name: I am Jin Kazama."
That name sounded terribly familiar to her. "Jin Kazama..."
Jin kept his demeanor steady. "We have to talk... Asuka Kazama..."
Asuka's eyes widened. "I believe we do..."
TO BE CONTINUED
Phew! That'll do for now. If anyone out there willing to help, I would like to know where to find any fanfics featuring Asuka (or may Asuka having some chemistry with, say Hwoarang). I read a lot of good Xiaoyu/Jin and Julia/Jin stories, but now I wanna read those featuring the new chick on the block. I'll appreciate that...
NEXT CHAPTER
Jin challenges Asuka to a spar, but Asuka seems to be distraught in facing him. What could be wrong. Also, Hwoarang is introduced... and he has a new secret admirer. Find out next chapter...
NEXT TIME: CLASH OF THE KAZAMAS