A/N: This chapter was revised…hope you consider…
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Shattered Soul
By: Elie
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Christmas. It's coming soon. A sad day…a very sad day…
"You're almost late, Jin," Taka Eumatsu, Mishima High's most notorious prankster, said.
Jin ignored him as he checked his watch. It was almost seven-thirty and he should be in the classroom for the silence period.
Obliviously groaning, he smugly followed Taka behind, watching his frizzy blond hair bounce in midair.
Taka halted, and tried to stir up a conversation. He pushed his slick dyed hair back and stared at Jin like a nutcase.
He laughed, saying, "Do you know the news?"
Jin raised his eyebrows, "What news?"
This time, Taka rolled his eyes and stared at Jin like a drunkard.
"Look who's returned, dude. Had a reunion already?" He mused.
Jin paused, his lips churning. He opened his mouth in protest, but Taka ran off immediately. He was engulfed in bewilderment.
God knows what that Taka meant – he could never be trusted, anyway - fucking prankster.
His wristwatch beeped again. It was 7:35, and his mental alarm was banging him in the head to get walking. Shit really…
Not to his surprise, everyone was staring at him as usual. He paid no attention to them at all, nonetheless. Curse popularity.
He caught a glimpse of Xiaoyu carefully staring at him with a nervous grin.
Everything was weird today.
He heard them being blatant before he came in, but when he did, they suddenly shrunk into their seats.
They weren't this way…What was happening to them? Weird, much -
"You're almost late," Xiaoyu muttered quietly.
Jin huffed in agreement, "I know, I know."
"The news…do you know?" She said uneasily, though trying hard to keep her cool.
He saw her fists clench nervously, and her lips churned, "He's back."
His eyes snapped. Now he knew what Taka meant – but, it was impossible, he thought.
I thought he's back in Korea…Why did he…return? Jin rolled his eyes up and shut them. His day couldn't get worse.
"Jin, we have to talk." She urged him.
She directed him to follow her outside later after she had gotten out first. Ugh. Why did they have to struggle?
Jin obliged, letting a few seconds pass.
He stood from his seat, but, he felt eyes glaring at him. It was Miharu's.
He sighed, going out.
…
Xiaoyu could feel Jin's muscles tense up in a way she didn't want to know.
After all, she couldn't tell if the news was really a shocker or not. Hell, maybe it was, but then again…
"Xiao, how did you know?" Jin asked huskily, pinning her against the wall. His trembling voice echoed along the narrow corridor.
She was quiet as she stood against the wall, pierced. Then, his hand found her hip and rested there.
"Tell me something…" he asked awkwardly.
"I…I know him, Jin." She swallowed, unable to look at him.
His other hand landed on her other hip, and they slowly encircled her waist. With this, he found the opportunity to thrust himself on her –
- No one was around, anyway – naughty.
But no, they were stranded dramatically. Nothing was in there mind but drama!
Her head automatically rested on his shoulder, and he breathed in her lavender scent.
"Why?" he asked tenderly.
"I was almost raped back then," She paused, but to her surprise, he didn't react violently, "…and, he was the one who saved me…"
He grinned on her hair, "That's okay. But, why are you telling me this?"
"Well…we…" she swallowed and started to cry, "…we kissed. I'm a slut," She mouthed.
"No, you're not, now stop crying…"He stroked her cheek, and kissed her tenderly. "Why? Do you want me to be angry or jealous? What do you expect from a man whom you don't even love back?"
"But I thought—"
"You thought that I'll be angry because I'm jealous?" He cut her off and stared at her fervently, "Of course, Xiao. I am jealous. Especially if he is no other than Hwoarang…"
The bell rang, and the two of them jolted from each other in surprise.
"You' have to get back before the teacher does. I'll be at the student council's office." Jin said, leaving.
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The teacher arrived, donned in his usual geek attire.
She remembered cursing every second when they had first met. Ugh, his nosiness made countless embarrassments for her.
Ah, she just hated him.
"Good morning class. I have news," The teacher said, motioning to the door. "An old student from last year will join us again. Well, do you know who he is?"
"Hwoarang is back. We know…" The class, except for Miharu and Xiaoyu, chorused and sighed.
Her body tingled at the name 'Hwoarang'.
Hi, I'm Hwoarang. You might be wondering but yes, I'm Korean-
He just seemed like the usual guy who had just came back from vacation. But, for Jin, he was a threat.
"Who's Hwoarang?" Miharu blurted in utter confusion.
Xiaoyu realized that Miharu wasn't familiar with Hwoarang, yet. Not to mention that he was her dream boy.
…
A guy entered the classroom, running a hand through his slick auburn hair.
He grinned, sauntering as if in midair—stunned eyes watched him curiously.
"Class, here he is," the teacher introduced him, graciously. "I believe that he won't have a hard time making any friends…"
"Yo, guys!" Hwoarang exclaimed. Then, some guys stood up instantly and greeted him enthusiastically.
Xiaoyu hid her face under her arms in nervousness. God, she wanted to go out. Where was Jin anyway?
"Xiaoyu, is that you?" A familiar voice asked, and she gritted her teeth.
Please…not in front of everyone! She pleaded in her mind.
"You know her?" A girl asked. "Ooh…got some tournament connections, eh Hwoarang?"
Hwoarang shrugged, and poked her head. But, she pretended to feel nothing.
"Come on Xiaoyu, it's me, Hwoarang. The alleyway and the rapist remember?"
Oh wow – Hwoarang and his BIG MOUTH.
She felt she was screwed right in front of everyone. And, she felt the familiar feeling of…
My head hurts again, she thought.
"Ling Xiaoyu!" Miharu yelled, angry.
Was Miharu mad at her again? Oh, boy…
Xiaoyu tilted her head up and saw Hwoarang plaster a smirk in his, well, pretty face.
Her cheeks flushed at this, and she couldn't hide it anymore. Eyes watched her stagger nervously. And, they feasted on this.
"Xiao, what's wrong?" Miharu asked, concerned. She quickly went beside her, pulling her head down on her shoulders.
She just sat there, numb. Her eyes were desperately struggling for sight. Her vision darkened as soon as she couldn't see everybody's faces anymore.
Everyone stared – just stared in wonder, including Hwoarang.
Miharu started to panic, "Do you want me to call—?"
"No," she cut her off.
They would be suspicious if she'd call 'Jin' of all people for help.
"Is she okay? What did I do?" Hwoarang asked Miharu.
Miharu shrugged, "I don't know why either…"
Xiaoyu felt her breathing clog for a moment as soon as she struggled for air, I can't…breath!
Before her mind blanked, she heard Miharu's last words.
"XIAOYU, WAKE UP!"
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Jin burst inside the classroom, panting. He had this eerie feeling that made him go back immediately.
"Jin, you're late!" His classmate said, excited, "Look who's back –"
He ignored the guy as he went to the crowd. And, by instinct, the crowd separated themselves in half for him to see.
He didn't bother to ask what was going on. His eyes were already fixed on Hwoarang.
But, they soon traveled to Miharu and Xiaoyu's direction – and, they widened in shock.
"Jin!" Miharu shrieked, holding Xiaoyu. "She fainted just a second ago! Let's take her to the clinic!"
Jin swiftly held Xiaoyu's body up. He heard whispers everywhere, but, he didn't care anymore.
It was maybe about him and Xiaoyu, or, him and Hwoarang.
"Kazama…" Hwoarang murmured, his eyes darted at him. A grin escaped his lips.
Jin didn't pay much attention to him. He was more preoccupied with Xiaoyu.
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Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light. The first thing she saw was – WHITE?
"You're awake?"
She turned to the voice and saw Jin, sitting beside her. He was smiling.
"Why are you here?" she asked, trying to sit. "What happened? Where's Miharu?"
"You fainted, remember? I brought you here and after lunch, Miharu isn't allowed here anymore except for me." Jin said, helping me up. "And during this afternoon's dismissal, she just passed by to check on you. She found you sound asleep so she left early."
She squinted in disbelief. She watched him stood up and closed the white curtains for privacy.
"So, you were here all day?" she asked.
He nodded, and sat again. "Why did you faint anyway?"
She frowned, "Hwoarang is our new classmate, and I instantly didn't feel well. Jin, the two of them are here! And, I believe they're entering the tournament too next year."
"You mean those traitors. Yes, they are. And I don't care. They're desperate." He said calmly. His expression was cool and profound.
"Honestly, I'm scared of Hwoarang. Maybe he'll open his fucking mouth and tell everyone about our…"
He came closer to her, "About our what?"
She hesitated but…, "Our secret…"
He shrugged, looking away, "I guess they know already. It was obvious when I carried you in here. I was in a panic. And they must've seen my expression."
Her heart squeezed.
Hell, she could describe themselves as - desperate lovers…
"Hwoarang will be a threat to some in the tournament…"Jin continued, and she followed him talk, observing him. "…he's good in taekwondo. Julia's good in…"
The way he talked. His handsome face, gorgeous body, amazing mind - Everything about Jin was so perfect.
He truly was God's masterpiece if she was exact. Ugh. Why didn't she fall for him before?
"I hate them…" he muttered.
Oh God, he really was breathtaking! Now, she considered herself lucky to have been loved by this man.
Ah, she couldn't even remember on how many times he said he loved her…But now, she felt it…she loved him, too…
"Jin," she said, interrupting him talk, "I have…umm…Jin?"
She leaned to him closer. Their faces met and they kissed passionately, as she pulled him with her on the bed.
He moaned on her mouth, and she loved the way his tongue stroked hers.
His hand traveled up and up her skirt, until it cupped her –
"Ahh!" she shrieked in pleasure.
Unfortunately, the nurse tapped the curtain.
"What are you kids doing there?" she asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, I just bit my tongue accidentally" Xiaoyu replied in a panic.
She reluctantly shoved Jin away. And, he chuckled to her statement. But, for the last time, he leaned in and kissed her swiftly.
What a damn expert!
The nurse opened the curtain checked on them. "Hi, Mr. Kazama, is she fine now?"
"Uh…I guess…I mean, yes, she is." Jin said, wanting to laugh.
"Hmm…" The nurse stood beside her bed. "Okay, I think you can go now." Then, she left.
"Come, let's go home." Jin said, pulling her up from the bed.
To her surprise, he embraced her tenderly.
"I know…you love me, too…that's what you're trying say, right?" He said happily.
She couldn't help but smile, holding his hand.
Come, let's go home
She had a home after all…with the one she loved. And, she couldn't deny this love…she didn't have the power to do so.
"Is Billy coming?" she asked.
"No…" Jin said surely, "We're walking home…together."
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Hwoarang stood outside just near the clinic. He grinned, looking at the happy pair move out.
He peered down the balcony and saw them walk happily toward the school gate. Finally, they were gone out.
He smiled as Julia touched his shoulder. She kissed his nape and hugged him.
"Hey babe," He said, holding her hands together in place.
"Let's go celebrate our reunion, shall we?" She exclaimed, "We don't need him anyway…he has that pigtailed brat with him…"
He ignored her words and kissed her rapidly on the lips, almost losing control. But, she backed him off.
"Come on, let's go." She hissed.
"I miss you babe. Please give me this time…" He proceeded down her neck.
Irritated, she got out of his hold and started to walk away. "Cut it out. First, we need to plan out something, shall we?
He glanced at the school gate where Jin and Xiaoyu had left earlier and groaned.
"You have your Xiaoyu, Kazama, now let go of Julia. She's mine. If you don't…then you'll give me the pleasure of stealing that Xiaoyu from you…" He cursed, following where Julia had left.
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A/N: Okay, please review…
