hi! you can call me ayame! I just wanted to write a story about my favorite game! Tekken! I have been there in the beginning and have even seen the movie and am currently waiting to buy Tekken 5! So as I wait...I had this awesome idea to write a kick butt story with two kick butt people attempting a love that can be fatal to them both. Depressing, huh? Well that's why I named it Burning. I'll give you more on the story later, but I don't want to ruin it for you!
Disclaimer: The only people I own so far are Grampa and Tomomoko Ikami as well as any one who works for her...every one else belongs to Tekken
Tomomoko knelt down and picked up a shell that sparkled in the moonlight. She wore a white satin sundress and matching white bandanna. A tough wind blew and her black lifted and sent her bandanna flying. Tomomoko's slender, athletic body set off after it. She grabbed it quickly before if fell of the side of the cliff and only her heels stayed on the edge for a second. Soon she was falling and she tucked her legs and did a flip easily landing in the soft brown sand.
"I thought I lost you for a second friend," she said and placed the bandanna back onto her dark hair.
Turning to walk way she heard the pained groan of a man. She turned her head slightly and saw a man trying his hardest to climb onto the land, but he kept being dragged back into the waters by the ocean. She touched his neck and he opened his eyes a little staring at her. His hand slid around her neck and he pulled her towards him kissing her on the lips. Tomomoko was a bit shocked as his lips pressed against hers and she pulled away from him angrily. She was about to punch him, but she saw that he was out cold. Carefully she slid his arm from around her and heard the buzz of a helicopter. Quickly she grabbed him and pulled him beneath the ledge as a light shined. She could almost hear the faint voice of a male saying something about can't see. She looked down at the man and guessed that these people wanted him dead.
"Well now…it seems you have been spared by my parents," she said.
After the sound of the helicopter passed overhead she began dragging him. She looked up to see the lights of her distant home and dojo. This would be a long walk.
Jin opened his eyes and pain seared through every part of his body. Almost lazily his eyes roamed around the room he was in until he caught sight of a figure moving in the room with him.
"Who's there?" he asked.
His voice had become rough with disuse, but it still had that strength and he used it to attempt to drive fear in whoever was out there whether friend or foe.
"Sh…I'm sure you're hungry…or even thirsty," said a woman.
Jin heard her step towards the bed and familiar scent of food made his mouth water, but he ignored the scream of his body for something to eat. She sat on the bed and lifted his head into her lap. Taking a spoonful of the broth she placed it near his lips. Jin turned his head and the liquid spilled onto his chest. Despite the burning sensation on his chest he managed a growl of distrust instead of pain.
"How do I know you aren't trying to kill me?" he asked.
"For one…I'll eat the broth myself. The second reason is why would I want to kill you? I don't even know who you are," she replied.
"Do it," he ordered.
"Do what?" she asked.
"Eat it," he answered, "The broth."
"Fine with me…" she said and took a big spoonful of it and sipped it.
Suddenly she dropped her spoon and her hands slipped around her graceful throat. She held it as if she was choking. An old man entered the room apparently not at all happy about the games she was playing. The girl had yet to notice his entrance.
"Stop playing Tomomoko," he said annoyed.
Tomomoko dropped her hands and sighed.
"Yes grandfather," she said.
"Tomomoko? Wait…are you-?" he began.
"Tomomoko Ikami at your service," she said with a smile.
Jin couldn't believe it. This young woman, younger than him, was second only to his grandfather when it came to business!
Profile time! woot!
Name: Kayasuri Ikami
nickname: grampa
sex: male
Age: 72
height/weight: 5 ft. 6 in./ 132 lbs.
style: basic karate
occupation: retired, but helps his grand daughter
hair: white
eyes: hazel
jewelry: large gold ring with a dragon on it with sapphire eyes
so...what ya think? well i had fun writing it! i should have three chapters up with in a week
