Hey everyone! Here's the long-awaited Chapter 6!


Steve and Julia are waiting afterhours by the school for their friends to be released from their detainment.

"How much more time?" The blond asked his friends.

Julia looked at her watch. "Well, they should be out right about now-"

A scream was heard out the building's doors, followed by a flying Korean.

"Alright, man! I'm sorry I got you in trouble! No need to throw me out, though!"

"Maybe your dumb ass deserved it." Jin said in a dark tone as he stepped through the doors. It almost sounded as if he was about to go Devil on the poor redhead.

"Hey! How about we stop fighting and start going home!" Julia shouted at the two. Steve just stood there, grinning. He liked watching the two argue sometimes.

The bickering two immediately stopped and the four began to leave the school premises.

"So, where to this time? You know we have to start back up on that project, right?" Hwoarang asked, a little frost escaping his mouth. Although it didn't officially start yet, winter weather was sure in full swing.

"Of course. Just like any good teacher, we must be reminded we still have to work during break, with other projects on top of that," the blonde boxer grunted.

"We might as well get started. The sooner the better." Surprisingly, that comment left the mouth of the redhead, causing the other three to stop and gasp in shock.

"Oh my God, Hwo actually said something smart!" Julia said, covering her mouth and grinning.

"Wow, Doo San. I had my doubts about you," Jin joined in. Hwoarang grunted.

"Yeah, yeah, woo, I actually came up with something. Can we please stop teasing me for now, and hurry on home. I'm freezin' my ass off!"

"Alright, alright. Let's not be sensitive now, my dear," Julia giggled. "We're leaving now-hey, where's Steve?" She said, looking for the said boy.

"Oh…my…GOD! The new Chocolate Wonderland store finally opened, and, -gasp! - there's a whole stack of brownies in the window! Oh, I think I've found myself in heaven!"

"Uh, Steve?" Hwoarang began as he placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "You gotta chill, dude. It's only a candy shop."

"Well, excuse me for having a love and appreciation for all things sweet, especially brownies!" The blonde said, rolling his eyes.

Julia laughed at her friend's cute reactions. "Alright, Steve. I agree. Get a hold of yourself so we can go ho-"

"Ohh Jinnnnnn!" came a shrilly voice from afar.

"Oh, shit, she's coming!" Jin screamed. "C'mon, let's go!"


Steve's house

"Okay, so we decided to do you now right Steve?" Julia asked from his bed.

"Right-o!" He happily responded from his computer desk.

"So, who's gonna be filming then? 'Cause I sure as hell ain't." Hwoarang stated from the floor next to the braided girl.

"Well, you're lazy and can't do anything right, anyways, so you wouldn't have been asked anyhow." Jin said as he came into the bedroom from the bathroom. He sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Was anybody talkin' to you, Kazama? I didn't think so!" the redhead shouted back to him.

"Jin, now why did you have to go and get him started?" Julia looked towards her best friend, exasperated. "Now we'll never hear the end of it."

"And that wouldn't be fair to Miss Julia, now would it, Hwo?" Steve teased, with a sly grin on his face. The Japanese snickered.

"Sh-shut up! I could've sworn that this segment was all bout you, Brit-boy!"

"Aw, look, he's stuttering!"

"ALRIGHT, CAN IT!" Steve immediately stopped joining in the teasing, and Jin clamped his mouth shut.

"Yes, ma'am," came the reply.

"Good. And for once I actually agree with Hwo on this one. We have to get started on your story, Steve."

"Yeah, yeah, but my mum and aunt aren't here yet, so I guess we can do something to pass the time in the meanwhile."

"VIDEO GAMES!" the quartet shouted in an instant.

"Steve, hook up the Playstation! I got Mortal Kombat ready to go!"

"Roger, Hwo."


A car drove up in front of the house. Two females- a blonde and a brunette- stepped out of the vehicle and walked up to the steps.

"My god, these children play awfully loud music!" Anna complained, rubbing her temples.

"Yeah, I know. I've already told that boy to turn that crap down many times before. Swear he's gonna give me a headache." Nina said while she took the key out and opened the door. The music that greeted the sisters hit them at full blast.

"D-M-X

IF YOU WANT IT WE GOT IT

COME AND GET IT N***A WE WIT IT

ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS SET IT BABY!

RYDE OR DIE!

WHAT'CHA N***AS WANT? uh, uh

WHAT'CHA N***AS WANT?"

Nina walked up to her son's room and slammed the door open.

"Steve! Oh, hi kids-, turn that trash down now! The hell are you listening to anyways?"

"DMX," her son replied as he grabbed hold of a chocolate, white frosting-topped cupcake. "Isn't he awesome?"

"Oh, well, okay." Nina shrugged her shoulders.

"So, mum, how was yours and auntie's day?"

"It was alright. Got in a few kills for a client and made a huge wad of cash! But how was yours, son?"

"Great, I guess. The midterm went alright for me, although I can't say the same for some people," Steve tilted his head at the other two boys sitting in the room and snickered.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up Fox. It won't be funny when I'm kickin' your ass later!"

"Oh yeah Hwoarang, I'm pissing my pants right now," Steve teased.

"Alright you two," Nina laughed as she leaned against the door. "Enough. If you guys want anything, Anna and I'll be downstairs." With that the blonde assassin turned on her heels and headed back downstairs.

"So," Julia started, "Steve, did you tell her about the project?"

"Um, no," came the response.

"Why not? You know we have to do it."

"Well, it's pretty simple. Because my mother and aunt are wanted assassins. What do I look like discussing that as their profession in my part of the project? Tanaka would probably think I'm advocating killing or something."

"Aw, c'mon! I doubt it!" Hwoarang waved a dismissive hand. "He, and chances are, the rest of the class, would think your folks are awesome! I mean, come on! Two smokin' hot, well endowed babes who won't hesitate to kick some ass! Who wouldn't want that living in their house? Besides, there's a lot of people who're wanted but aren't known."

"Um, thank you…?" the blonde said. "Well as much as I would love to talk of my mother and aunt's nice curvaceous figures, I don't believe that's the focus of the project.

"Maybe not, but it's probably an attention-grabber," Jin finally spoke up.

"Anyway, I think I agree with Steve here," Julia butted in, slightly irritated. "I swear, Hwo, you're the biggest womanizer I know! And shame on you Jin, for even agreeing!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Julia. Didn't know it was against the law to be a man and think like one," at Jin's simply-stated comment, Hwoarang fist pounded him.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about! See Chang, even Kazama here knows that it's in a guy's nature to fully appreciate a woman's body! Thank you, Jin, for complementing Steve's family!"

"AHEM! I think it's time to get to the point, not fantasize about my family!" Now it was Steve's turn to be a little peeved. "Look, we came to do a segment about my life, and that's what we're going to do! So let's not waste time please, especially you, Hwoarang!"

The redhead muttered. "All right all right, jeez."

"Thank you," the blonde sighed. "Okay, I'm gonna go downstairs and get my folks ready. Julia will you hold my camera this time?"

"Sure thing!" The Native American grabbed the said device, resting on its owner's computer table.

Jin looked up to the ceiling in thought. "I'm actually curious as to how this will turn out." The tae kwon do artist nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I mean, it's cool and all that both sisters made up-somewhat-but how long do you think that's gonna last?"

Julia shrugged. "Who knows? Let's just hope nothing goes wrong in this segment that'll hinder our grade."

"Hey, if anything, Steve'll edit it. I'm sure he doesn't want anything too embarrassing reaching the class, so he'll probably do something about it."

"I guess you're right, Hwo."

"I know I am!"


Both women were quietly having tea in the kitchen until their little boy came in.

"Hey mum, auntie. Could you guys do me a fa-ooh, brownies!" Steve immediately ran towards the counter were the tray of the warm, freshly baked treats were resting, the moist smell of them momentarily gracing his nostrils. He grabbed one, and scarfed the whole thing down.

"Ahem, son?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, that's right! Brownies-I uh mean, could you two do me a favor? My friends and I have a project to work on-about our daily lives and-families- and I need you two to join in on my segment."

"Oh, of course sweetie!" Anna complied gleefully. "Anything to help our little Stevie get a good grade."

"Uh, thanks aunite," Steve nodded, blushing at his aunt's pet name for him. He turned to Nina. "Mom?"

"Why not?" the blonde smirked. "Just like sis said anything to help my son with his project."

"Great!" the boy said as he clapped his hands. "Alright, I'm gonna get my camera, you guys just stay here." Steve made it to the bottom stair until he suddenly froze in his tracks, turning quickly to the two women. "Oh, and one more thing."

"What is it?"

"Could you two, eh, at least try not to squabble? Or do anything embarrassing for that matter? Steve muttered the last part in his mind, "Please?"

"Of course!"

"We wouldn't want to embarrass you in anyway, son."


The rest of the gang was in the Williams' dining room while Steve was making the final preparations.

"Alright, you gals ready?" he asked his mother and aunt.

"Sure!" Anna quipped. Nina just nodded.

"Alright then, Julia, roll it!"

"Rolling it! In 5…4…3…2…1!"

"Hey there everyone! And welcome back to another segment of "A Day in Our Lives." I'm Steve Fox, which most of you know as "that quirky British kid with a sweet tooth." He waved as his friends laughed. "And I'm here with the two most beautiful people in the world, and most important in my life, Nina and Anna Williams." Steve pointed in the direction of the sisters as Julia directed the camera the same way.

Both women smiled at the camera, before the said device returned to a certain blond. Before he began to speak, Hwoarang opened his mouth.

"Hey, Fox. I think everyone would like to know where daddy is in this operation. " Steve glared at the boy as he snickered.

It got quiet for a while, and after regaining a calm face, the blonde said with a smile "Well, Hwo, I could only wish to say the same for you. Last I checked, Baek isn't your real father, so I wonder who that is."

Julia snickered behind the camera while Jin smirked as the redhead fumed. Steve's aunt and mother followed suit.

"Touché" he said through clenched teeth. It would be a while before he opened his mouth again.

"Ahem so, back to what I was previously stating," Steve continued. "These beautiful bombshells here are my mother and aunt, Nina and Anna Williams."

The women waved and nodded, awaiting Steve to begin.

"Alright, mother, auntie; as you both well know, the gang and I are to produce a video project with which we give the audience a glimpse into our lives. So if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a question. First of all…" the Brit hesitated a little before finishing his query.

"Look, Steve; you know we have to ask the question. So just go with it," Julia whispered from behind.

"Yeah, yeah. Fine," he sighed. "Eh, can you two ladies tell me of your professions?" Oh God, pleasedon'tsayassassin pleasedon'tsayassassin pleasedon'tsayassassin

"Well, that's confidential for the most part, but let's just say we work for hire for those who pay the right price."

"Oh, so, you're sort of like bounty hunters, correct?"

"I guess you can say that, sweetheart," Anna smiled.

Yet again, Steve blushed. Man, I wish she won't keep calling me these things, especially in front of others. "Alright, so tell me a little about yourselves."

"Well that depends on how much you want to know." Nina said with a shrug. "As much as I would love to disclose some information in order to help you out, son, I don't feel it necessary to tell all there is about me."

"Yeah, especially since we're assas-" Anna made a quiet yelp as she covered her mouth. Her sister glared at her.

"Idiot."

Steve butted in. "Ahem! Well, anyways, could you tell me what you will allow the audience to know? How about a little about your sisterly bond? I mean, this is a personal project, after all."

"All right, Steve," Nina smiled at her son. "Fine. Where to start…Okay, how about this. I admit, Anna and I may not have had the most "sisterly" of bonds one might expect. We did have arguments and disagreements that have gone a bit too far."

That's an understatement. Steve almost had the urge to voice that thought, but fought against it.

"And those said disputes may have done more harm to others then just us…" Anna continued.

"But we learned to set aside our differences -somewhat- and decided to live together. We mainly did this for the sake of our little Stevie."

"Mom!" A smirk came across Nina's face as she teased her son with his pet name.

"Yep, even though Nina still acts the occasional bitch." Anna smiled, then all when silent. Steve gulped. Oh boy.

Nina's eye twitched for a split second before she quickly regained her posture. She simply smiled and said:

"And Anna still acts like the little slut she is, but hopefully she'll work on that."

Steve face palmed. "Here we go."

"A little slut?"

"I believe you heard me correctly," the elder said with a smirk. The following response was a hard smack.

"How dare you? You're just mad 'cause I have more of a body to show off! That's part of why Lee loves me more anyway!"

"You can have that womanizing faggot! Men like him don't interest me much anyway!" Nina held on to her bruised cheek, pulling a roundhouse her sister.

Anna seethed, recovering from her fall. "It's easy to say that when the man leaves you for something better!"

"You mean the something better that has to wear scant clothing to gain attention? Please!"

"Um, mum, auntie, the project please? A-and you're really offending Jin's family," the boxer tried to ease the situation, but to no avail (partly because he's frightened of these women when they get angry, and was attempting to keep his friends and himself safe).

"Oh, no, don't worry about it; it's not like I'm actually capable of emotion," the said fighter replied with obvious sarcasm.

Julia giggled at her friend's mumble in the background, lens still focused on the family squabble.

"Mom! Auntie! Please! You're in front of the cam-Julia!" Steve turned towards his friend. "You don't like it when I taped that scene with your mother; don't do it to me!"

"Fine fine," she shut the camera away, a slight pout on her face. "Party pooper."

"He has a point."

"Shut up Hwoarang-WATCHOUT!" A glass vase flew across the room, zipping right past the redhead's face, smashing a wall.

"Woah-what the hell?" he screamed in anger.

"Nice going bimbo! You almost hit Baek's kid!"

"T-that was my favorite vase you blonde skank!"

"Good thing it's gone then!"

The younger-owner of said vase- pounced on her elder, continuing even more of a big mess within the house.

"C'mon guys, stop! For your own safety and ours." Steve jumped in the middle of the fight, but, unfortunately for him, at the most inopportune time.

Anna pulled out a knife from under her Chinese-style dress and just barely missed slicing her nephew's cheek.

"Ahh-Sweetie, you gotta watch out! I don't wanna ruin that adorable face of yours!"

"Auntie!" said nephew whined. "Please stop-"

"Dammit bitch, did you hurt my son?"

"No. Besides, he's a big boy. He doesn't need his sad excuse for a mother to help him."

They're not listening, they're just not listing. Steve shook his head and sighed, leaving the women to their squabble. He looked up, noticing that Julia still had the camera on. Jin and Hwoarang, however were betting on who would win the catfight, all while trying to find a safe place from the line of fire.

"Oh, just cut the tape already." The blonde face palmed, gesturing the command with a wave. I need a brownie…


I know I know I know, probably not as good as the last chapter, but that's what I get for not writing for forever. *sigh* Anyways, tell me what you think, review, criticize, whatever! And next time, I promise to try to do one in a timely fashion, and improve.

P.S. As you can see, I like DMX! And for those who do, don't you also find his hostility somewhat (if not very) comical? Or is that just me? Especially in "What's My Name?" (As you can also see, I figured I'd just play it safe, and censor the N-word a bit.)