A/N: OMG! Thank you for the reviews! You guys know who you are, so, give yourselves a kiss! LOL! So…here's the third chapter…

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Xiaoyu Kazama

By: Elie

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The Arranged Marriage

He eyed her leisurely. Every inch of how she expressed her boredom made his lips form a slight grin -the way sheplaced her chin on her hand, her lips pouting, and her sitting crossed-legged.

"What's taking the judge so long?" She whined softly, stretching her arms up.

The tone of her voice brought him back to reality, and he immediately faced her. She didn't bother to look back at him - instead, she watched the small ripples forming in the tea served in front of them.

"Just stop being a brat, Ling, and wait, okay?" he replied nonchalantly, shifting his gaze from her as he stifled a yawn.

She glared at him for the third time since they entered this small conference room located at the mansion's fourth floor. "I'm not a brat," she spat at him with gritted teeth.

He opened one of his closed eyes to peer at her enraged expression, and chuckled. "Then what are you – an ill-behaved child, maybe?"

"And definitely, I am not a CHILD!" she shouted indignantly, her chocolate eyes burning in vehemence.

With all the hatred she could muster, she took the overflowing teacup from the table – and spattered all the content over her fiancé's expensive white pants.

"H…h…HOT!" he yelped in concussion, standing up from the couch to begin jumping while fanning his soaked pants.

For the first time since arriving here in Japan, she had finally found herself in a very entertaining situation – staring at her fiancé flapping his legs about was way funnier than watching Li unconsciously pee in bed.

"I…I-ICE!" he cried frantically, his hand busy holding his pants out, while the other was fanning.

Xiaoyu laughed, lost in the bliss of vengeance. When laughter was almost drowning her, she stood up and walked over to him.

"See what Karma does?" she spoke amusingly, extending her hands out to him.

Jin glared at her once he had taken a pillow cushion and replaced his fanning hand with it. "It's your entire fault, Ling," he spat, now fanning harder.

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and ignored his accuse, as she merely grazed the wet part of his pants – and pulled her hand away.

"Oh, it is hot!" she said in shock, her mind panicking from what she had done.

But then again, an idea crossed her mind. Must be the only way, she thought. She shook the smutty thoughts away, and looked at Jin straight in the eyes.

"I have an idea!" she chirped, though only nervously.

"Then what is it?" Jin asked, his sweat dripping uncontrollably.

"Unbuckle your belt," she muttered.

"WHA - Oh…" The panic in hiss face turned into a cocky smirk.

Xiaoyu glared at him. "It's not what you think. Now, just take your pants off!"

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered hastily, the smirk spreading on his face as he unbuckled his belt in ease, and allowing his pants to fall down – revealing a SUPERMAN boxers.

"Superman…?" Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow, "You like Superman?"

Jin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, so got a problem with that?

The door opened, and in came Hitori and the Mishima Zaibatsu's CEO and Jin's grandfather, Heihachi Mishima.

Oh, you can imagine what their reaction was when they saw the to-be-wed couple groping each other under the –

"That can wait for tonight," Heihachi chuckled, completely misinterpreting the situation. What a dumbass.

"Okay guys, the judge is here." Hitori added, moving away from the door to make way for the judge.

All the couple could do was chuckle nervously, seeing Jin's pants roll down between his shoes.

"Uh, Hitori…?" Xiaoyu asked rather shyly. "I think we need new pants…"

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She was imagining herself being tied up on a pole, her head gripped tight, and was about to feel the wrath of torture as Jin held her hand with his.

"Xiaoyu, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity to you, as your husband for all the years to come," he muttered under gritted teeth, inserting a 24 karat gold ring in her ring finger.

She forced a happy smile, just to please her future grandfather-in-law, as she took a similar ring, only larger, and held Jin's hand with hers.

"Jin, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity to you, as your wife for all the years to come," she said rather harshly, doing what Jin did.

Contented with their vows, the judge then pulled out a paper from a brown envelope and sprawled it on the table.

"Now, once you sign this, you are OFFICIALLY married."

Xiaoyu closed her eyes as the pen was offered to her first. She opened them preferably in hesitation once her hand landed on the table, and onto the paper.

This is for you Grandpa and Li…

And there, she wrote her name in confirmation, immediately handing Jin the pen. Their eyes locked for a moment, and she secretly frowned at him.

He frowned back, taking the pen to do the same.

Once he lifted his hand up, the judge swiftly took the paper and then smiled. He silently cursed under his breath as he turned to his grandfather who had a triumphant grin plastered on the face.

"Well, congratulations boy!" Heihachi remarked, patting his grandson's shoulder proudly.

Jin shed a faint smile, his eyes solemnly looking at his wife. Xiaoyu nodded understandingly, although she hated this idea of marriage, she couldn't hate Jin so much.

The two of them didn't want this to happen in the first place. This was all arranged.

After a brief discussion, Xiaoyu and Jin were left sitting on the couch, looking nothing but frustrated.

And, due to the eerie silence around them, Xiaoyu made an attempt to break it.

"So," she began, her chocolate eyes staring down at the 24 karat golden ring on her finger. "What are we gonna do now?"

Jin scowled slightly, ruffling his super straight hair. He was baffled by his own guts, and he ceased to think about it.

Realizing he had said the vow, placed the ring inside her finger, and signed the marriage contract, there was no right for him to complain. Things happened.

"I think we should make out or something," he replied apathetically, twisting the ring on his finger round and round as if it was just an object he sees everyday and had seemed to grow tired of.

Xiaoyu snorted at the crude, unfunny statement of her husband and tried not to think of something else other than that. Make out? Who was he kidding?

Actually, he was kidding alright as he stood up on his feet and intentionally passed by her. He opened the door, but looked at her one more time before going out.

"By the way, this conference room is haunted," he mused, running out of door to slam it shut.

Xiaoyu heard an irking laughter coming from the hallway, and she rolled her eyes nonchalantly. If there was anything that could frighten her, that would be her grandfather sleepwalking at night – definitely not her husband.

When she decided to leave, the teacups began to rattle against the glass table, making her hair stand out a bit. She sighed in relief once the rattling stopped, and she wasted no time to come up the door –

-and there was clattering again. Shrieking, she opened the door and ran outside.

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If there was anything that could possibly thwart her mood each day - that would be her husband's sinister smile. She hated those white, straight teeth of his, and she admit that she could melt anytime with his simple – grin.

And there she was, mentally fanning herself in order not to melt to his, what seemed to be, insidious yet sexy smile as she turned her head away from him.

Sometimes, she had to be true to herself. She partly kind of liked this whole arranged marriage thing – and its positive attributes.

It was time for her to discern the profitable reasons of their marriage. Oh - she was married hours ago to this hot, handsome guy, though he's really a major jerk, that wouldn't matter anyway, as long as the Ling Conglomeration would keep breathing.

And, as for her, she would be wealthy for life. Even possibly, she could have the most beautiful children someday. That is, if the marriage wouldn't slide up to divorce.

"Do you believe me now?" Jin asked, interrupting her serene concentration regarding her future – their future, since he had married her recently, making him a big part of her.

Xiaoyu huffed irritatingly; the images of her feeling scared and shrieking at the conference room came rolling in her mind. "Yes, dear," she replied darkly.

Jin couldn't help but stare at his wife in sheer amusement. He smirked, throwing his head against his seat while his feet came to rest on a small table.

They were lounging at their very own private jet, feeling incredulously bored since none of them would feel free to watch T.V, play video games, and listen to music - all because they refused to do it together.

Finally, one of them flinched to the eerie silence going on.

"I'm gonna turn this on," Xiaoyu said to no one particular as she pressed the high-tech DVD player on.

Then, a Vaness Wu song played, and she rocked her head to the beat, glad to rid off the quietude earlier.

Jin resisted grabbing a pillow and covering his ears. Grunting, he reached for the player and switched it off. "If you want music, then we'll hear from L'ArcenCiel. If you don't, then it is better if we not," he muttered.

If they fought for music, what more if they watch a movie? This left Xiaoyu to groan in exasperation, crossing her arms over her chest in an unfeminine way.

Jin chuckled, loving how his wife was annoyed with him. Leaning deeper on his seat, he watched her hum quietly, her hand supporting her chin.

"You know what Ling," He paused, automatically correcting himself, "or should I say, Kazama?" he grinned, "We agreed to start getting along in public, didn't we? So you need to stop feeling so angry at me all the time."

Mrs. Kazama felt that she was hit by a brick. Glaring at her husband, she forgot to decipher what he meant. "Then, stop pissing me off you jerk!"

"I am not pissing you off!" Jin retorted.

She grimaced. "Yes, you are!"

A loud speaker interrupted their heated discussion as they felt the jet getting heavier and heavier by the second.

"WE'RE LANDING SOON, SO GET READY MR. AND MRS. KAZAMA," the pilot said from the speaker.

They glared at each other one more time, and immediately snapped their heads at the opposite directions without further adieu.

The jet had successfully landed while the door opened automatically, and in came Hitori with two luggage men who were taking the couple's stuff up their shoulders.

"Hi guys!" Hitori greeted cheerfully, removing her shades from her eyes. She turned to Xiaoyu and pulled her up.

"Welcome to Okinawa, Ling!" She coughed, and corrected, "I mean, Mrs. Kazama! Come, let us go."

Mrs. Kazama rolled her eyes from the common statement. Why does everyone have to correct themselves and say the word 'Mrs.' Or 'Kazama' or 'Mrs. Kazama'?

She noticed this, but why was Hitori so cheerful today?

"Umm…Hitori, why are you so happy today?" she asked, though her head was looking at the back just to make sure that her husband was following them from behind.

"You see, Okinawa is my hometown." Hitori replied gracefully, as they walked together at the airport station. Jin was staring at them from behind, glumly.

Xiaoyu stopped too when her P.A stopped and looked at her, and her husband.

"WHAT?" the couple asked in unison.

Hitori just grinned. "I'm sure you'll both have an amazing honeymoon here,"

Well, let's see about that…

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A/N: So, this chapter was long…maybe tedious too. I love your reviews, and they encourage me to write more! So don't forget to give me one! TC!