It's Blue, finally back with the 4th chapter! Sorry for the long update, had a short writer's block but luckily recovered :D. Personally, I think my vocabulary grew just a wee bit :P. Read and review, no review = no update!
Disclaimer: I do not own any Tekken name, event or item mentioned in this story. I only hope, wish and dream to own Jin and Hwoarang =P~
The princess was out in the balcony of her room. Her arms are resting on the smooth, wooden railing as she enjoys the calm breeze of night fall. Her mind though was on something else. Her brain is filled with restless thoughts of her Korean idiot.
I can't believe that I called him my idiot.
She giggled at the thought for two different reasons: calling Hwoarang an idiot for the umpteenth and calling him "her Korean".
She ran her hand through her blonde hair as she looked up in the night sky. The moon is shining down beautifully on everything around her. The glow of it reminded of the Korean's flawless skin, the color containing the perfect shade of fair. She explored the sky more, caught by amazement how many stars can be shown here in Japan during the night. She remembered Hwoarang's dark, intense eyes looking down on her own when he caught her during their fight. She laughed because she might remember the Korean fighter when she'll see a stray dog out on the road because of his copper-like spiky hair. Everything that she sees that moment can make her think of Hwoarang.
She felt a burning sensation on her cheeks despite the fact she was experiencing a cold night. She gently rubbed her right arm as she re-entered her white, majestic room. A bedroom fit for a real live princess. The best bed, dresser, closets and other furniture can be found here. She sat on the edge of her warm, cozy bed, still maintaining her flawless posture. Her eyes are slowly dropping, yet she manages to stay awake. She couldn't sleep and she knew it. But she also knew that sleeping very late and the need to wake up early was a terrible combination. With hesitation, she gracefully slid impressively herself in the middle of her bed and slowly prepared herself to sleep. She knew that she'll have a difficult time sleeping.
Although, she had one motivation to help her sleep: to childishly yet sweetly dream of a certain copper-headed Korean.
The following morning, Lili trotted down the stairs and headed straight into the dining room. She sat down and ate a gourmet, Monaco breakfast, something she missed dearly and something that tastes even better at her real home. Wasting no time, she drank her juice lady-like and maturely wiped her mouth with a small napkin before leaving her mansion home.
Lili passed by a small flower shop and a certain flower caught her eye: a white rose. It was very odd to notice and differentiate a white flower mixed with a bunch of colorful flowers. It really stood out for her yet she couldn't understand why. Without second thoughts, she grabbed the flower and entered the shop. She approached a counter and met a petite woman in her mid-50s handling a pot full with beautiful flowers.
"Um, good morning." the princess said as the woman glanced up with a pleased smile.
"Why, hello deary! What can I do for ya?" the middle aged woman answered Lili, causing her to grin as well.
"I would love to purchase this white flower please."
"Ah, a fine choice for a fine young lady." she said with an amused nod.
"How much do I need to pay for it?" Lili asked with manners, something she was very-well trained for.
The woman took the flower and tore the tag off before returning it to the princess.
"It's on the house."
Lili just stared in awe, as she just got one of the most special flowers she ever saw for free. She didn't bother to ask, just to show her very bright consideration. "Thank you very much…" her tone was questioning at the end.
"…Akina." she responded with that sweet, aged grin.
"Akina, I can't thank you enough!"
"Anytime, Lili." Akina said with a knowledgeable smirk.
"Y-You know me?" the princess asked, genuinely astonished.
"You're father is very famous, no? But don't worry because I don't give people free flowers just because of fame and fortune. I give for those special sapphires and rubies."
Lili always heard that line. She personally despised that ignorant statement. She always has that gut feeling that they are lying through their teeth. But, something was making her believe that she wasn't lying. Something about Akina made the princess uniquely believe her. The voice? The gesture? No, the gleam in the old woman's eyes.
With one last lovely smile, Lili walked out of the shop and continued down the pavement.
While taking a stroll through the park, she saw a familiar face practicing some dance moves while another familiar face was copying the other figure's move. Both girls spotted her and gave Lili a wave. The princess happily waved back and jogged towards them. Lili gave both of her friends a warm hug, giving the older one the flower she bought earlier. All girls squealed like the girls they are as Lili explained what happened earlier in the flower shop. Lili told both figures that she needs to go and gave them both the friendliest hugs ever before leaving them.
"That's a really, really outstanding flower!" Naiko exclaimed to her friend while savoring the softness of the flower.
"I know, it's so nice and utterly amazing." the Capoeira student, Christie Monteiro, answered her own student with a famous Brazilian smile.
The princess sought another new acquaintance at the exit of the park, in between two tall buildings. H was fighting some old guy and frankly, it looked like he was losing. Lili quickly positioned herself in front of the building, just peeking at the two men fighting. After a few minutes, her mind started to wonder off again.
Oh God, there he is. My tangerine-haired Korean.
She giggled again at her own statement.
What a weird guy, he's fighting an old man. Is this a Korean culture where young biker boys fight aged, meek men? I've got to update my Korean society and social skills. But who cares about that nerdy stuff? I. Just. Want. My. Hwoarang. Period.
She was so caught up with her thoughts that only after a few seconds she realized that she couldn't hear anything. No grunts, no groans, no punches or kicks being thrown. She shook her head, a sign that she's back to reality, to see that both guys bowing to each other. When they both stood up, the older man gave the Blood Talon a pat on the back and a smile. The man exited first leaving the young man lingering behind.
Wow, he was training. I thought he was too much of a bone-head and has like a bad boy attitude to be even disciplined enough to follow a master. He's one hot walking contradiction.
She giggled at another lame statement she made herself. He was approaching quickly and she didn't know what to do. Then, a quick idea popped into her sweet little, sometimes devious head. Since his mind was just fresh with new training moves, she figured that he still had that training mood. With that kind of mood, he could dodge anything as fast as possible. The guy's mind has to be like that, right? He is, as Lili said, a walking contradiction.
She prepared herself to do a kick, a high kick to be exact. A kick enough for him to think that he HAS to dodge it. Surely, she thought that she wouldn't hit him since she'll just kick in front of his face. There's no chance that she'll actually hit him, is there? Well, no more time for second doubts!
Hwoarang, oblivious to the lady who was watching him, had a few moments by himself.
Well, I be damned. Master Baek still has the moves. Well, the strength, speed, coordination and technicality as well. But the old man can't stop bragging!
The Korean just chuckled at himself. He turned around and just stared at the metal fence, the kids playing beyond it. He smiled, the happy hearts of kids always amused him in a weird way. He started to walk backwards with his hands behind his fiery hair. He loved the city life, his hardcore, bad-ass biker boy life. That's until, he felt something…
BAM.
Biker boy was just knocked out by a fighting princess from Monaco.
"You were supposed to duck, idiot! My God!" Lili yelled at him, who was now on the ground unconscious.
"Come on, you just had training yet you can't avoid a measly little kick?! What is wrong with you?" she exclaimed again, forgetting that he'll never answer her at that state.
She gave an un-ladylike grunt and groan when she struggled to drag him to her as she sat down, leaning against the wall. His tangerine-haired head was placed on her lap. She ran her fingers through his fiery, yet surprisingly soft hair, considering all the times that he removed and put on his goggles every time he rides his bike. She took this chance to caress his flawless cheek. She fingered his perfectly-shaped nose, almost in a loving way. She let the tip of her finger hover over his tenderizing lips, eager to touch it with hers. She even admired his dark eyebrows, seems like everything about him his just… perfect, mesmerizingly perfect.
After a few minutes, and a lot of recovering, Hwoarang battered his eyelids, still closed. He slowly opened his dark eyes, catching a blurry glimpse of a female face staring at him with worried orbs of light brown. Taking another moment, his vision was refocused as he repeatedly opened and closed his eyes to see a crystal clear vision of the young Lili. His eyes were shocked, his voice was lost, his mind was buzzing inside his slightly delirious head. To him, this is just a tad ironic.
"P-princess?"
"The name is Lili, not princess. Remember?" she responded so sweetly, forgetting her silly anger at the young biker.
"I know, but I tell what I see in my eyes. And they don't lie." he said with the same amount of sweetness as hers.
Her cheeks flushed a shade of light pink, not to many genuine guys can make her do that.
"Hey, your beauty intensifies when you blush like that."
"Speaking poetic words, I see." Lili said with a small smirk.
"Well, that's me." Hwoarang said with a slight laugh. She loved his laugh heavily.
"So, any particular reason why I saw your angelic face when I woke up?"
She giggled with such affection. Lili loved the fact that he says things with his heart. She knows, because of his gentle eyes.
"You got knocked out. Guess whose boot hit your nape." the princess responded with a full smirk.
"You knocked me out cold? How embarrassing to the princess." Hwoarang said, catching Lili's eye to his burning cheeks.
"It's not, 'cause it's fate."
"Fate?" The Blood Talon questioned.
"Yeah, because when we're both knocked down we have each other to catch us. Am I right?" she said with a loving smile.
"That makes a huge amount of sense." he, too, responded with a heartbreaking smile and sat up slowly, her hand guiding his back as he moved up.
"So, does it still hurt?" she asked, guilty of her actions.
He rubbed the back of his neck, turning to her with a small grin. "It's still stinging, but I'll survive." he answered her question and sent her a playful wink.
"I'm so sorry…" she said as her voice trailed off.
"Don't apologize or give me the real reason why you have to kick me with those tough but expensive boots, I guess." he said, laughing at the end.
"Great! No more stuttering for a fake excuse." Lili responded with a nervous laugh and stood up. She held out her hand to him while scolding herself in her head for saying a stupid thing to him.
He gratefully grabbed her hand and stood up. As he settled his weight on his feet, he purposely added a stronger force to pull himself using her hand to kiss her right on her cheek, few inches away from his lips. He stroked her cheek and smiled. He was surprised himself, as he would never do something so sensitive like that.
Her cheeks glowed in massive red, yet she kept a steady smile on her face. His touch, so loving and gentle made her knees weak and sent a million chills down her spine. A feeling she experienced the first time they met. A perfect moment right there and she didn't want it to stop.
His hand stopped caressing her cheek but kept his hand on her face. "I'll see you around, my princess." Hwoarang said without any doubts.
"I can't for that perfect moment, again." The princess answered as she fingered his cheek with her thumb. She let her hand fall next to her as she lost herself into his gaze.
He kissed her forehead, immediately sweating after the contact. His simple gestures towards her makes her body do unpredictable things.
She sighed and briefly closed her eyes, savoring both of his kisses she received from him. Her eyes flew right open when he dropped his hand from her face.
With one last mesmerizing smile, he turned around and walked away. The smile never moving down an inch as he left his princess.
She just watched the back of his head, already contented with that. She lingered from their moment, now realizing that he was hers and she was his. And she loved every minute of it.
AN: I noticed myself that most of my chapters start with the lovely Lili. I think that happens 'cause I'm a girl, and it's easy to start off a chapter from a girl's POV. So yeah... XD