A/N: This chapter was revised for the sake of improvement.

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Shattered Soul

By: Elie

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Leaves scattered on the grounds of Mishima High as the autumn breeze had arrived. And, it was quiet outside the school buildings except for the roaring gust of wind.

Everybody was in their respective classes already and the only one who walked toward the main building was Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu intended to be late at times. She would always feel inferior towards her schoolmates.

The paleness of her skin really attracted attention. It was goddamn annoying. Her frown left them in wonder - as if there was something beneath it.

The hallway was empty and she felt her heart at ease. Every time she'd be early at school, teenage prejudice was inevitable.

Cheerleaders and school jocks would whisper behind her back. The fact that she was a Mishima wardress, and that they were not, made her the center of envy.

It was a compliment – maybe.

She moved smoothly along the corridor, pretending nothing had happened last night and she just woke up in a sterile mood.

The door opened, and the teacher with the whole class faced the door. Their attention was drawn to her.

Someone muttered, "She's late again."

She bowed her head and ignored them. Jin was seated next to her, looking so happy.

She rolled her eyes up and shut it, proceeding to her desk and groaned.

After a short silence, the teacher mumbled his usual curses to her and returned to his lesson.

Fuck Math, she thought as she pressed her thighs together.

Jin grinned and leaned to her, whispering, "I'm not that bad, am I? You never thought badly of me, right?"

Xiaoyu remained silent. She couldn't believe she told him that. But, she reminded herself she had trusted him…that was the reason why. So, no need for hard feelings.

"Okay, now I'm going to call on a pair to remain here after class to work on this." The teacher pulled out a book and placed it on his desk. "One pair will be called per day. This activity will be graded as your project, so, never write dumb answers. I assume that you will find this a bit hard that's why I paired the boys with the girls."

The boys howled in jubilation while the girls ended up being frustrated. Xiaoyu just prayed in her mind not to be paired with anybody but Jin.

As she continued on her petition, the teacher scanned the class's names. Everyone was then called to attention.

She felt her hands sweating. Her breathing was gapped and all she wanted to do was to let her face fall on the desk and sleep. She gripped her skirt and kept squeezing her legs together vigorously.

Jin watched her silently. He wasn't amused anymore and he felt a sweat trickle from his forehead.

"Our first pair for this day would be…" The teacher announced while she pleaded in her mind. "Ling and…" Not Jin…not Jin please… not Jin…'

"Kazama."

Her eyes spread in horror. She turned to Jin who was grinning in contentment.

The girls sighed in disbelief. They were obviously jealous of the fact their dream of pairing up with Jin was consumed by a mere nobody. Then, the class continued.

I was raped last night! Please help me keep myself away from him!' She wanted to shout those words desperately, but she bitterly couldn't.

Cursing under her breath, she compressed her face on her desk. And then, she felt a hand brush through her raven strands.

She tilted her head up and saw Jin. God, she wanted to scream and rip him off in front of the whole class.

Jin shook his arm off her back and began to listen to the lecture. He finally had informed her of his presence after she had ignored him.

If you just comply Xiaoyu, you wouldn't feel pain, he thought, his grin spreading wide.

When class had ended, the only students left were Jin and Xiaoyu. Hell, it could've been fairer.

She wanted out – away from this maniac.

"You start answering from here up to this page. See, it's easy." The teacher pointed the pages where they should be answering in a paper provided. "Now, I'll be back after 30 minutes, all right?" Then, he left, closing the door behind him.

Xiaoyu stared blankly at the book on her desk. She flipped the assigned pages over and over again. Thirty minutes was fucking short especially in problem solving.

A shadow blocked her view and she glared at the guy who owned it.

"Move out," She sneered.

Jin grinned when he handed her the same paper provided for them, except it was already filled with answers.

"All you have to do is write your name," he offered her a pencil.

She gasped, "But, how could you –"

"I knew this was going to be the project, so, I finished it." He plainly cut her off.

This was Jin Kazama after all – an aggressively rich and perfect guy - and, a sex fiend as well.

Xiaoyu hesitantly wrote down her name on the paper. Jin smirked and took it from her, "See? We're done in a flash."

He placed the paper on the teacher's desk neatly. He turned back to her.

She remained glued to her seat and bit by bit she was becoming numb. She was cornered and the only way out was the door right to where Jin was standing.

She kept her cool, thinking for an escape. Another minute here, and I know it's not going to be good.

Jin motioned to her. Though the swollenness inside her had dispersed, he was going to make it happen again.

He plucked her up and seated her on his lap. Her scream was in vain as his mouth impeded hers and shoved his tongue in.

She shuddered when Jin broke away and continued kissing down her neck. His kisses were soothing, yet it made her angry. She didn't want them, anyway.

They were so sinful. But, could she care less?

Her hands tried to push his chest, but he seized them easily by one hand. He grinned on her nape, and suckled on its pale flesh.

Damn, she tasted like vanilla - sweet and creamy – in a nice blended way.

The sensation was electrifying, and her frail hands shook in exhilaration. Jin's touch was absolutely addictive, in a wrong way.

There was this conflict in her heart and mind which made her either like the feeling or hate it. It was damn confusing.

His lips move up to her chin and then back to her mouth. He licked, bit, and suckled her lips in an arousing way which made her head threw itself in lust.

Ah, lust.

But, she kept convincing herself she didn't want it. It was fucking wrong.

After one more squeeze on her breasts, her muscles tightened and she felt dizzy. Her vision darkened and her breath was soon nearing its climax.

Her head fell on his shoulder and her whole world started to collapse.

"Yes, thanks very much. I'll be sure to take this." Xiaoyu told the school nurse when she got out of the clinic.

"Not –" She muttered, letting the pill fall on the floor. Evil girl…

Sunset was nearing and it seemed that everyone had already left the campus.

The autumn air blew a cold breeze and it contracted to the sky's color, turning gold to purple.

She gazed up the sky and placed a pale hand over her forehead to cover from the sun's illumine radiance.

Jin was leaning on the front bunker of his navy-blue Mercedes. He was obviously waiting for her to emerge from the front lobby of the main building.

He chuckled to himself. He tried to remember the scene where he had to tell Billy to go on so he can take her home by himself.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated and he drew it out from his pocket.

"Grandfather…" Heihachi called him three times already since lunch and all the missed calls piled up this afternoon.

He sighed, closing his cell phone. From afar, he saw a hint of figure just about to immerse from the building.

He smiled to himself and drove nearer, leaving his car's engine on.

Xiaoyu saw his marvelous figure saunter toward her. She bit her lip and remained standing outside the building.

As Jin reached her, he expelled a vicious laugh, and said, "What are you standing there? Let's go."

Rolling her eyes, she ignored him and kept on prying for the black BMW which was her fetch.

Jin didn't think twice. He got to her and pulled her by the wrist.

"What the fuck are you doing? You sick arrogant wretch!" She screamed, removing her wrists from his firm grip. "Let me go!"

"You're riding with me. Billy isn't coming today." Jin muttered, opening the car's front door and shoved her inside.

"You're a fucking ass, you know." She hissed, both arms wrapped over her chest.

"Why did you…" She can't bear the words anymore and started to sob, "…took advantage of me?"

Jin turned his attention from the road, to her. "I just feel like it."

Her eyes were widened in disbelief. She glared at him and shouted, "You what? Felt like having someone to fuck? Get a real whore Jin! You dick!"

Out of rage, she lost control and began punching his arm. "You sick, sick fuck! Damn it!"

Jin immediately pulled over in a corner near the Mishima mansion. He blocked another one of Xiaoyu's punches and seized her shoulders.

He took her chin which made their eyes lock. "Look at me Xiao, look!"

She reluctantly obeyed him, looking at him.

Jin's grip tightened as he snarled at her. "I am sick! I am sick of this goddamn life - A life of a lonely heir of a stupid financial empire!"

She finally cried as Jin released her. She placed a hand over her mouth and sobbed. But, why me? My life is already as miserable as his…

"I once lost everything Xiao…everything…" His tone was serious.

She snorted, looking out the window. She clenched her fists and murmured, "I never thought badly of you…because I trusted you…I TRUSTED YOU!"

Jin slammed the wheel and started the engine. He turned the wheel to the left and joined the streets. After what had happened, none of them said anything.

Jin Kazama's room had a concealed aura. Its wallpaper was red-orange with pictures of black calligraphic animals in the wild.

The lights were always dim. Windows are open all the time, eager to let the fresh breeze enter the room, and the moonlight to pay a visit.

Jin sat near the terrace rails, one knee bent up and drawn to his broad chest. He couldn't stop thinking of what had happened this afternoon.

Tension was rising between them, and lust was cornering him.

"What a reserved girl she is…" He mumbled, landing his forehead onto his knee.

Then again, Xiaoyu's word hit him.

I never thought badly of you…because I trusted you…I TRUSTED YOU!

Why would she trust him in the first place? She was too naïve to even notice his desires for her.

However, she was facing the real Jin Kazama - the enigmatic orphan and heir of the Mishima Zaibatsu.

Upon lifting his head, Jin looked up the skies. There were a lot of stars this evening and it matched the pitch-black background.

The moon was crescent shaped and it seemed like frowning or smiling down on him. He suddenly remembered why Xiaoyu was here in the first place…

"Yes, I'm here because I want to build an arcade." Xiaoyu smirked, not paying much attention to Jin who was sitting beside her outside the Tiger Dojo.

"I knew it all along…"Jin said, staring blankly at the cute girl instead of the stars that glittered magnificently. "You got everyone fooled at school except me. Coming here to Tokyo all away from Nanjing just to study the Japanese language? Oh please…"

"I know it's a lame excuse. But you know what; I'm a very bad liar!" She stomped her feet and continued to gaze up the night sky. "Hey Jin…"

Jin diverted his attention from the skies to her. "What is it?"

"How long has it been since I'm here?" She asked, scratching her head, and then looked at the Jin. She sighed and hugged herself. "What a silly question…Boy, it sure is cold."

"You're here for two weeks already." Jin replied, placing his hands inside his sweatshirt. "So, what are you planning to do now? We're finished practicing anyways."

"I don't know…play video games, I guess." Xiao got to her feet, smiling. "Hey, we've met for already two weeks…and look at us."

Jin jerked up by the remark and stood up as well. "What do you mean?"

She slowly walked ahead of him, turning at the same time in his direction. "I think we're closer…as friends. I never had one before…" She murmured.

'I think we're closer…' was all that he heard when she walked into the shadows.

Jin woke up. He was lying on the terrace floor while the moon's playful light kept dancing around his body.

Groaning, he got to his feet and went back to his room. He lied on his bed, reached for the night lamp on the side table, and turned it off.

Xiaoyu ate her recess in silence. Fortunately, Jin wasn't able to appear at their class for over two periods because of some student council meeting.

The incident gave her an easy heart. She couldn't get over about their fight yesterday.

It wasn't really that intense, but, the words they both spat were enough to break a shell.

Taking another bite of her sandwich, she saw one of her classmates approaching her table.

The person was a red headed Japanese girl whose skin wasn't as pale as hers, but, white enough to keep her face glow. She was carrying a tray along with her.

"Hi Xiao, do you mind if I share your table?" The girl asked, taking a seat first.

Xiaoyu shook her head. "No, it's free anyway."

"Thanks." The girl replied, and then suddenly asked out of nowhere, "Why are you looking so…dumped?"

"Excuse me?" Xiaoyu choked.

Miharu Hirano was a very aggressive girl and was rumored to have had dated almost all the guys in school. Well, certainly except for Jin.

But, that didn't mean she didn't have the hope or guts to carry on, though. She was hopeful to win his affection.

She smiled, "Come on, what's wrong? Tell me. You know what? I think you need a friend."

I think you're the one who needs one, Xiaoyu thought, replying, "Nothing's wrong, really. I think you're the one who has a problem."

In direct answer, Miharu responded, "Well actually…yes. Can you help me? I mean hear me out? That's the reason why I'm here…"

Rolling her eyes, Xiaoyu agreed groggily. Then, Miharu started to spread all her headaches to her classmate, which in return, made her feel better.

"Man, you sure have a lot of problems coming from the opposite sex." Xiaoyu said, wide-eyed. "Don't worry, if you still have a lot to come out from you mouth, I'd be happy to hear."

Then, she stood up and bowed, leaving her tray. Staying with Miharu, who still had another story to tell, would of course make her deaf.

Actually, she hadn't understood – anything, at all. But she liked Miharu.

Miharu also stood up and walked toward her. She was grabbed by the wrist and was turned face to face.

She smiled at her sincerely and said, "Look, I know you're always alone and stuff…and I don't want to interfere with any stuff that you're doing…but if you'll want me as a friend, I'm just here."

Xiaoyu thought about what Miharu had said for a moment and shrugged. Honestly, she wanted a friend.

She thought Jin could be one…but no. Then there was this Miharu Hirano who was a happy-go-lucky teen. A girl, who got average grades, got on dates and relationships, acted girly in class and… normal.

Miharu waited patiently for her reply. Her depth thinking state was being stared at intently. She was serious. "Xiao, have you decided?"

She shook her head back to reality. She looked at Miharu who was watching her anxiously…waiting for her answer, her signal, and decision.

Smiling, she said, "Why not? You can hang out with me if you want."

"Yes!" Miharu squealed. But then, a sad frown suddenly crossed her face. "My best friend passed away last week. She died of a car accident. That's why I'm so glad you're here to fill up for her."

"Megumi…she was nice." Xiaoyu understood. The news about their classmate's accident was all over Japan.

The bell rang and the two of them instantly went together side by side to their next class.

Jin stared at them quietly during their break. He wasn't listening to his peers' bragging – he was concentrating at her.

He stared at her intently. She looked as if thinking of something really hard.

God, he would pay anything to know what was in her mind.

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