A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing this story. I admit I was in fact a bit nervous of writing this, because I'm not sure of the whole plot yet. As for the romance, the first start is in this chapter. I might as well include some more pairings.

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Xiaoyu Kazama

By: Elie

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Chapter 5:

Highschool Dilemma

The gentle ray of sun pried behind the folds of the immense curtains and escaped toward the bed of a sleeping, no - SNORING, Xiaoyu Kazama.

A groan escaped her lips when she heard loud, thudding footsteps coming outside her room. As if she really cared though, and probably, Jin was still fast asleep and snoring like she was.

But how come the only sound of snoring was coming from her? Jin didn't snore? That was so unfair!

And then, the door slightly slammed open, revealing a slightly pissed-off Hitori. From what it looked, she frantically ran over the king-sized bed and started pushing Xiaoyu to wake up.

"Come on, it's already seven o'clock! You'll be late for school!" she cried, "Didn't Jin wake you up?"

Xiaoyu let out a moan, rolling to the edge of the bed just to get away from Hitori's evil hands. She heard the word school alright, but she didn't give a damn.

"Your husband already left," Hitori said, and Mrs. Kazama definitely heard that.

In a snap, Xiaoyu kicked off the comforter and jumped out of bed, staring at Hitori with a dumbfounded expression. "He… WHAT?"

Hitori smirked, almost exiting the room. "He went to school already…Now if you please, I'll wait for you to change."

When the door shut close, Xiaoyu deliberately grabbed a pillow, pressed her face on it…and screamed.

Jin was probably the only person who could get her mad and humiliated like this before, not even her little brother. So, it was somehow official - Xiaoyu hated him.

He could've woke me up this morning…that selfish moron, Xiaoyu thought angrily, just in time to remember that she needed to change for school.

…

Haha…he ditched her for the first time, and it felt super great. Maybe he should do that more often…just to feel great. After all, he wasn't most of the time. And now that he'd come to this school taken, he couldn't come up of anything worse other than that.

Come on buddy, you can do this…just pretend the marriage didn't happen, he thought bluntly, walking in the hallway rather charmingly like he'd used to. Think you're still a bachelor…think you have no wife…think that Ling never existed.

Stopping on his tracks, he pondered on the thought and grinned. His life was becoming more miserable as it was, and so maybe he could let his wife feel a bit of it? Well, why not? Xiaoyu obviously hated this idea more than he did.

Then what more way could he get even with her? School…and that's about it.

With those evil yet well-cogitated thoughts, he resumed on walking when a hand grabbed his shoulder. Turning to the person in a stolid manner, his dull expression suddenly snapped vivacious.

"Hey, how's it going?" It was his best friend, Hwoarang…the soon-to-be official school bachelor heartthrob, if the campus finds about his marriage. Damn it.

"Nah…nothing much," he said, receiving a manly pat on the back. Running a hand through his soft, spiky hair, he noticed something different about Hwoarang. First, he checked the ears.

"Where…is…your…earring?" He gasped, noticing the small, empty hole on Hwoarang's ears.

Hwoarang only shrugged. "Asuka told me to get rid of it. Well, I thought she was the kind of girl who'd love this style…but I was wrong," he smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. "So, what about you, man? You left for a week and didn't even call me. You sure are lucky I don't give grudges."

"Like I said, nothing much…same old business trips I don't even care about," Jin lied, "I haven't even dated…all I did was move here and there and…you know, the usual cycle of boring, typical business trips?"

Hwoarang nodded, although he didn't understand one bit. He realized, however, that Jin must've hated the whole China trip and didn't want to talk about it, so he just smiled.

"What's with the face?" Jin raised his eyebrows, seeing the unnatural pleasant smile creeping upon his best friend's lips.

Hwoarang smiled some more, loving the way how it confused his best friend. His lips returned to normal, saying, "Uh nothing," and then, he smiled again.

Jin started to feel nervous, as in, real nervous as if he felt his insides were about to hurl out. And his assumptions were getting the best out of him – What if Hwoarang knew this? What if Hwoarang knew that?

He thought his best friend was hinting as if he knew something about the whole marriage stuff. Then, his feet dragged him to a near corner where he tried to think things out. Should I tell him the truth?

Hwoarang shrugged his shoulders and followed mindlessly - still with a smile.

Jin grew silent, unconsciously rubbing his fingers together nervously…and then felt the wedding ring on his ring finger. Did he see this ring? If he did, then I'd have no reason to hide things anymore.

"To tell you the truth…"He croaked, looking at Hwoarang who listened with still a stupid smiling expression on the face, "I'm…" he held back, thinking it might not be bright to say this openly and loudly. He had to be quiet and fast.

Hwoarang raised an eyebrow. Yep, he was still smiling. "You…what?"

"I'm married," Jin whispered desperately…at last.

Hwoarang's unknown reason to smile finally had a reason…and it turned into laughter.

"Are you kidding me?" he laughed.

Jin grew pale. "You're saying that…oh shit," he slapped his forehead. Hwoarang actually didn't know nor had a clue. What a dumb mistake. Sighing heavily, he pointed at his wedding ring.

As if someone had hit him with bricks, Hwoarang stopped laughing but his mouth remained ajar, gaping at every second Jin showed off a plain, golden ring. So, it was true.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked in disbelief.

Jin pulled his hand away immediately and placed it inside his pocket, whistling like nothing had happened. "Because…well, it's complicated. It's all arranged."

Hwoarang shook his head. "No shit,"

"Yeah," Jin nodded, "And I only met the girl for a day,"

"Is she pretty?" Hwoarang sounded excited now, because he really didn't have a goddamn clue.

Jin paused for a moment. Well, he admits. He was a bit attracted to her…only in a tiny bit of bit though. And it was physically and nothing more personal.

"Let's just say…you'll know later," Jin grinned. If you can find and guess her, that is.

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Stupid Hitori, Xiaoyu thought and grimaced, sitting in a corner where no one could spot her easily. How can she push me out of the car and force me to walk to school alone? I thought she's my assistant or something!

With those annoying chattering and giggling noises the students made, she lowered her head and pretended to be looking for something in her pink backpack. But it felt empty. Oh drat, I forgot to pack my school things last night. Way to go Xiao…

Sighing out of boredom, she began observing her watch just to kill time. She had twenty minutes before her first class starts, so apparently, she could still find her husband and…wait, what did she need him for? She could totally handle this first day of hers herself…or so she thought.

I don't need him…I don't want to bother him flirting with other girls…I don't want to meet his friends…I don't want –

Denying the slight jab of jealousy she felt inside, Xiaoyu shook those miserable thoughts away. Why did he leave just like that? Why didn't he wake me up? Was he mad at me for sleeping in the couch?

But the least thing she'd expected occurred. All of a sudden, she felt a trickle of tears on her cheeks. And the more she stopped them, the more they kept on gushing out.

How could he be so mean? Why did I do to him to deserve less attention…oh god…what am I saying?

She felt like a battered wife…literally. And like those poor, helpless, yet stunningly beautiful heroines in Chinese soap operas she loved to watch, Xiaoyu buried her head against her backpack and cried some more.

"Hello there!" A high-pitched voice tingled above her.

Tilting her head while squinting, she saw a pretty, red-haired girl wearing the same uniform as hers. Flushing a vivid shade of pink due to the shame of being such a cry-baby, Xiaoyu sat up abruptly and let out a hand.

"Hey there, call me Xiao," she said friendlily, rubbing her eyes a bit.

"They call me 'Wonder Babe'," the girl grinned, shaking Xiaoyu's hand, "…Just kidding! I'm Miharu Hirano, and it's nice to meet you!"

"Yeah, nice meeting you too," Xiaoyu smiled. She loved making new friends…too bad…Jin didn't take the offer. Stupid Jerk, she thought out of the blue.

"So," Miharu began, "You're new here, aren't you? Why don't you come with me and I'll introduce you to my other friends."

Xiaoyu's face lightened up. Who thought girls here in Mishima High could be so kind after all. Or maybe, she was wrong.

From afar, a girl with big-framed glasses passed by some group of hot girls and suddenly tripped, falling face first, when the seemingly leader of the group with long, blonde hair, extended her leg. They all started to laugh.

Miharu seemed to notice where Xiaoyu was mindlessly staring at. "Oh, you're looking at Lili…the certified female counterpart of," she stopped, realizing her new friend had no clue about these prep things yet.

"What did you say?" Xiaoyu acted a bit, although she knew what Miharu meant. Lili was like the queen bee of Mishima High, just like what she saw in an American movie called 'Mean Girls'.

"Don't mind it," Miharu laughed, feeling silly, "Let's get inside the building now. By the way, you're Chinese, right?"

Xiaoyu nodded, her gaze still transfixed at the pretty girl named Lili.

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Although he told Hwoarang he was married, he never revealed anything about his wife. The way she looked, where she was, and the way she was. Here he was…standing near the window rails with his friends who were oblivious of his ring finger.

They were obviously waiting for the school bell to ring, in which they had hoped to never would happen.

Jin falsely stifled a laugh, just to get by with Taka Eumatsu, the clown of his group. He was unbelievably preoccupied with worried thoughts about his wife. Now, he felt rather guilty for not waking her up.

Don't blame yourself for her tardiness…it's her fault. She should've woken up by herself…besides, she was the one who slept on your bed, and he allowed his inner demon to interfere with his righteous thoughts again. It made him feel better and less guilty, though anyway.

"Well, I hope she's interested in me, too." Steve Fox, their British friend, finished. Jin groaned inside. He'd been hearing enough of girls, girls, and girls! And that meant single girls only.

Why couldn't they talk about wives, wives, and wives? Jin helplessly cried inside.

"Wow, me too, and I can't believe we have so much in common!"

The guys, including him, spun to Miharu's annoying high-pitched voice while inserting a pinky in their ears…and saw not only a hyper-active Miharu, but also a new girl.

And what did hot guys do upon seeing a cute and innocent new girl? They gossiped like girls do! That is, in the exception of Jin Kazama.

"So, what do you think of her? I'm so sure she's Chinese!" Raiker Sendoh, who also happened to be half-Chinese, whispered excitedly.

Steve and Taka stared at each other, nodded as if in agreement, and then replied, "She's cute,"

"Yep, she's cute," Hwoarang agreed, turning to Jin, "Hey, did you know about this whole transferee thing your granddaddy planned? Did you happen to know her?"

Jin stood frozen. Xiaoyu did look good in their school uniform. He felt guilty again and he shook his head. "Nah…I never saw before," he smirked.

In all terms, it was possible to sue a person who denies his married life. As for Jin, well, the whole school would know soon…whether he liked it or not.

TBC

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A/N: Yes, yes, I included Lili from Tekken: DR. Sad to say, I haven't played her. But I think she's cool. Review please!