A/N: WARNING: A sexual situation ahead…this chapter was revised.
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Shattered Soul
By: Elie
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The sky was already dark and the stars had found their places up there. The full moon was smiling down on Jin as he cradled Xiaoyu's body protectively.
He tried to reminisce what he had said to her. Those five short words that could mean everything he felt.
He loved her.
But did she love him too?
Oh, why of all time did she have to black out like this? Come to think of it – she fainted a hell lot of times.
Jin stared at her sleeping form. She looked like an angel. Her skin was porcelain, her hair matched the night sky, and her lips were –
- meant for kissing.
Jin smiled at the drowsing girl he was holding. He felt good at the same time – no, he felt great.
He was able to tell her how he feels towards her. And no man would ever be so happy than that.
He looked down at her again. Shuddering, he realized that the feel of her plausible skin against his made him drift to hysteria.
His desires were tempting him. She just looked so damn good when asleep. In fact, she looked so good that he was getting hard again.
He allowed his eyes to look over her chest. He observed it move up and down as she breathed tenderly.
He wanted her so badly, but he couldn't possibly bear it. He couldn't touch her. He just couldn't. It was all wrong.
But he can still have her, right? She was sleeping at ease in his arms. She was nuzzled comfortably in his chest. So, he could still do anything with her as he pleased.
Jin leaned down until his face was near hers. His lips touched hers and then – he pulled away.
He was satiated at once. Her lips were all that he needed. Hell, the kiss just felt so damn good.
…
Xiaoyu showed signs of swerving as her fingers began contracting against Jin's shoulder. Moaning, her eyes fluttered open, and it took them a while to adjust to the moonlight.
The first sight that she saw was Jin looking down on her. His hazel orbs stared profoundly at her chocolate ones.
She was beginning to be mesmerized by his face. He was so fucking perfect. And, she fucking hated it. Like, it gave her no choice but fall for him.
Five more, Jin
I love you so much
Damn. She remembered it all right. Those five words meant a lot of Jin's emotions. But, were they real?
"Xiao, are you all right now?" Jin's voice woke her back to reality.
She rubbed her eyes with a frail hand, and nodded. "Yeah…"
Strong hands circled her waist and she blushed at it, realizing she was being held by Jin.
She weakly looked up at him and said, "Umm…can you… put me down now?"
Jin squinted. He noticed he was still cradling her. "Sorry."
Xiaoyu landed softly on the floor as Jin released her. She smirked at him, "For what?"
Jin had a lot of questions in his mind too. It was just fair for him to ask also. After all, Xiaoyu gave him a really hard order earlier.
"I think it's my turn again to be answered," He smirked.
Xiaoyu snorted amusingly. "Like…?"
He moved closer to the spot where she was seated until his body was next to hers. Xiaoyu stared at him, hopeless.
Jin breathed deeply. This one question was bugging him a hell lot since, and if Xiaoyu answered this just as he had expected, then he wouldn't had to have insomnia anymore.
Xiaoyu quivered when Jin's hot breath tickled her ears. He seemed to be drawing her to him. And, luring was somewhat – effective.
"Do you want to win the tournament so badly, Xiao?" He whispered in her ears, and she shuddered under the feeling.
Oh, right – the tournament. Why hadn't she thought of it? Maybe, she didn't care anymore. Or, she hadn't given it a damn since she started dedicating herself to live life.
Both
"No, I think." She answered, simpering.
Jin raised an eyebrow. He doubted it.
He sighed. He was hesitant to ask another additional question, but he had to do it anyway. "So, would you… hate me - if I win?"
Xiaoyu fought the urge to stifle a laugh. She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Well…if I want the prize like crazy that is. But, I guess I'm passing on that."
"You don't want the prize, then?" Jin was astounded. But he thought this was the reason why she was here in the first place. "So, why are you – "
He shut his mouth when he noticed her eyes looked down. They were very weary, but at the same time, there were things pondering them.
Xiaoyu thought for a moment and finally made her reply, "My mood can change. But, I really, really want to build my very own –"
She paused at that sentence and then frowned. Why was she talking comfortably with Jin, anyway?
Sighing again, Jin stood up and closed the sliding doors. It was dark and going back to the mansion wouldn't be so wise enough. Besides, he loved the company he was blessed with right now.
"I know your reasons," He said plainly, taking his position near the doors as he stood up and pried up the skies through a small crack.
Xiaoyu closed her eyes and allowed the slight winter breeze to hover around her body. She just felt damn hot when Jin was around. It was – unexplainable.
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He conceded the wind to rock him back and forth. It was a nice, soothing feeling – especially when you were alone in a room with someone who was making you horny.
Yeah, he was having a hard time keeping it. And, he was trying to ignore it.
Leaning his side on the paper made door, the moon illuminated his body in the dark. Xiaoyu bit her lip. It was dark, and they were alone.
"…you still want to win, yes?" Jin uttered out of nowhere.
Of course, I do. Xiaoyu thought, irritatingly. Come on, who wouldn't want to win from a competition which provided heavy cash as a grand prize?
- Losers, anyone?
She stood up and went toward the opposite side of Jin's. She leaned her back on the wall, while sharing stares with Jin.
"I supposed so…I mean, you also want to, right?" She answered and asked.
Jin stifled a laugh, and it made her eyes shot at him in surprise. Did I say something funny?
"Actually, yes – but if you thought it was for the money, then no." He replied.
Xiaoyu glared at him, "Could you just say what you mean?"
Jin rolled his eyes and then shrugged. "I want to win because," he hesitated a bit, but then spilled it anyway. "- there are just a lot of things I have to prove."
"Whatever." Xiaoyu mumbled behind his back. It was quite difficult for her to understand such goals and shit. That was why she couldn't even stick to her own.
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The leaves outside the dojo house danced with the breeze, as there was also a mild rattling sound of water collide with the ground. It started to rain.
Jin concealed his yawn. There was silence between them, and it suffocated him.
He watched the small shadow afar him as it fell on the tatami floor and held its knees against its chest.
Moving from the door, he walked over that direction. A sly grin was plastered in his face.
Xiaoyu eyed him morbidly. He was standing right in front of her, and she didn't know whether she'd shove him away or just let him – stand there.
Oh, they were jaded for god's sake. But…just but…it didn't keep them from feeling a bit torrid.
"So," Xiaoyu broke the silence, "you want to tell me what those things are?"
Jin rolled his eyes and took his place beside her. "I doubt you want to listen,"
Yeah, like I'd listen, Xiaoyu nodded, her body felt the heated sensation between them. She overlooked the feeling and tried to focus more on her words.
"Really?" she raised her eyebrows, "I bet they are nonsense, contorted and…enticingly evil?"
Jin didn't understand a goddamn word she meant, but they were hot.
"Could you…repeat it again?" he mustered.
Xiaoyu squinted, "Nonsense?"
"Say everything," he muttered.
"Contorted?" She swallowed as his eyes urged her more, "Enticingly…evil?"
Jin gulped hard and dragged her ruggedly against him. Their faces met and their lips kissed vehemently as he crushed her against the door.
Their warmth battled the cold.
Jin broke the kiss as he trailed his tongue down her neck. God, she tasted like peaches.
Rain fell stronger down the earth. It was inaudible to their ears. Their breathing was the only sound they could hear as of the moment.
Xiaoyu shook her head and threw it against the wet door. She moaned to the addictive kisses Jin blessed her with.
This wasn't the right time. But hey, it was already night time. So, they were alone, and the rattling rain made the atmosphere even more erotic.
It was sort of necessary for them to do this. After all, they couldn't even count the days they hadn't been together. This, this was just so intoxicating – healthy.
Each nip on her skin sent electrifying results enough to make her nerves tense. And it did. She was shaken to delirium, and all she could do was to feel and be felt.
Jin pulled away and pushed her roughly on the ground. He eyed her clothing and smirked. Those definitely had to go.
Xiaoyu gave him a grin, "You get naked."
"Ladies first," he smirked.
"Not fair." She muttered.
"Okay, okay," he smiled down and untied his belt, "Mind if you do the same?"
"Well, I'm doing it now," she showed him how she'd tugged her sweatshirt off.
"Then, can you remove that as well? It blocks my eyes painfully." He teased, pointing his fingers at her sports bra.
"You can manage that," she kissed his biceps.
Jin licked her lips, as his hands snaked at her back and unhooked her bra.
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Their clothes piled on the corner and it was soon followed by Xiaoyu's panties flying on that stack.
"A…ah…" she emitted in bliss against his lips.
They were once again lost in a world of euphoria, and it was drowning them. She wanted him to fuck her so badly.
He told her he loved her, but she didn't return the same. She was a sex-addict. She was in love with his sex, more than anything in the world.
Jin was different. He loved her wholly. He just wanted everything about her. She was too ecstatic for him, and he liked the way it was.
He grinned on her nape and said, "Do you want to tell me something?"
"Fuck me," she murmured against his hair, and he felt disappointed.
But he'd do it to her, anyway.
He broke away and took her legs, clutching them around his hips. His hand rubbed her cheek tenderly as he gazed at her eyes.
Jin's hazel eyes seemed to be saying something to her. Xiaoyu looked up at him and grinned.
His eyes stared at hers intently, and they were indeed saying something, I love you, Xiao -
- And, she was his once again. He plunged inside her deeper, more powerfully.
She yelped from the feeling as she slammed her head against the floor. It was damn great.
Jin went in and out, with rhythm. He was getting in faster, and deeper, sending galvanizing messages to his brain which made it want to explode in hysteria.
Unable to hold it, she pulled his face to hers and screamed against his mouth. Jin caught her lips before she could pull away and kissed them possessively.
He broke away and panted, "I know we're competing for something, but I don't give a damn…I just want you." He breathed onto her neck.
After one more spasm, Jin grunted and fell on her body, spurting his seed inside her vagina. She arched in ravishment, and then slumped back again.
Drained, she kissed his lips once more and shoved him beside her. He was fucking heavy.
"Jin?" she asked, "Jin?"
She looked over at him and realized he was fast asleep. His chest slowly moved up and down as he breathed. He looked so drop dead gorgeous.
Closing her eyes, she moved in closer to him and buried her body against his sweaty chest. His breathing also made her move up and down in rhythm.
The moonlight, creeping through the small door crack, illuminated their naked bodies. And, not for long, Xiaoyu felt her eyelids collapsing.
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The ride to school was hell. Thanks to traffic.
Xiaoyu got out of the car and slung her pink bag pack on her shoulders. She ignored the students staring at her as she passed by them.
When are the exams coming? Well, I'm not intrigued much about it, but it's just bothering my mind, sheshrugged as she closed her eyes in dismay.
"So, how are things with Jin?" Miharu interrupted her thoughts as she suddenly caught up with her.
"Fine, nothing new," She replied lazily. Truly, she was tired after last night's event.
"Come on Xiao, you could tell me!" Miharu frantically beamed, "I'm watching you guys one on one."
She rolled her eyes and continued to walk, totally ignoring her best friend.
"Mhfrgrrrzz…" Miharu grumbled as her hands clenched at her sides.
She stopped to look at Miharu. "Now, is that a problem?"
Miharu ignored her best friend and gasped at the sight behind her back. Xiaoyu smirked and spun around.
"My dream boy…" Miharu murmured dreamily.
"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows, "What on earth are you talking about now?"
"He has the sexiest motorcycle to grace this school!" Miharu added, "There, see?"
She shrugged, "Mi-chan, you're a hopeless romantic –"
Miharu cupped her chin and made her eyes dart at the school's parking lot. Arrays of bikes were parked in the area and there was no way she could see a motorcycle that fitted Miharu's description: sexiest?
"So, do you see him now?" Miharu asked.
I don't give a damn, she thought and sighed, "No, just give it up."
"No, no, no! Look at that guy with a blue helmet marked with flames. He's about to hop off his ride!"
"Whatever…"
"Ling Xiaoyu, just look at that parking lot spot thingy again! For me…"
And damn, Miharu was giving her a puppy pout. This sucked.
"F…fine…" she gave in. "But, just this once!"
Her eyes followed the description: a guy with a blue helmet marked with flames. Motorcycles – motorcycles – motorcycles -BINGO.
"So, it's he one?" she asked.
"Uh-huh!"
"You don't even know if he's got the looks or what!"
"Give me a break Ling. Look at the fit of his uniform…it indicates that his body is almost a decimal from Jin Kazama's!" Miharu drooled.
She gave her a disgusted look. "Let's go inside now Mi-chan, or else we'll be late…"
"Ling?"
She turned, "Yes?"
Miharu diverted her gaze back at the guy. And, she gaped.
Auburn hair, auburn hair…
He looked goddamn familiar…Oh, why yes. Wait – was that HWOARANG?
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