A/N: Here is the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy it.

A/N2: I will not have an update for this story any time soon. I'm sorry to say it but I've been busy a lot laity and I only have time to work on my main two stories. Rivals, Love, and Tag. And One Sky, One Sea, One Love.

I will be however updating Dark Times this month and Just Face It. I also hope to have Blue and Brown Pebbles updated sometime in the beginning of November. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken.

Chapter 2

Hwoarang ran as fast as he could down the dark streets of Tokyo. His breathing was heavy and swat was running down his face. Behind him was a large creature with black wings, quickly gaining up on him. He glanced back every chance he got and each time he did the creature was closer.

"Shit," Hwoarang cursed as his tripped over broken pieces of the street, falling hard to the ground. He took in a deep breath and took a look behind him. His eyes widened when he noticed the creature was even closer now.

Quickly, Hwoarang got back to his feet and made another run for it. He took in a deep breath and turned the next corner, jumping over a trash can. "Damn it, JIIN! WHERE ARE YOU!?"

~*~

Jin turned to Hwoarang when he heard his lover moan; quickly he sat up and moved closer to the bed, grabbing Hwoarang's hand. It's been three day's since Jin himself woke up, and though he was still immediately in the hospital himself he continued to stay by Hwoarang's side. The red head continued to toss and turn as he slept, indicating he was either in pain or having a nightmare.

The doctors had said Hwoarang was no longer in a coma, since he was moving about, but was still trapped in a deep sleep. Jin could only sit in worry, wondering what was going on in his lover's head. Or was Hwoarang really sick, and this was pain he was feeling? Either way it was killing Jin inside just watching him.

"Hwoarang, come on and wake up," Jin whispered, rubbing the Korean's forehead gently, brushing away the long bangs.

Lee stepped into the room just then a frown on his face. He sat down in a nearby chair and watched Jin for a moment before asking "Still didn't wake up?"

Jin only shook his head and leaned back away from Hwoarang and into his chair. "Cursed a few times but that was it, the doctor said that's a good sign, but I don't know."

Lee nodded. "Give it time Jin. He's a strong fighter, he'll snap out if sooner or later. ; Hoping sooner, than later."

Jin could only nod as he stared at the sleeping man next to him, a deep frown on his face. "Any word of his master, yet?"

Lee shook his head. "Yes, he's back in Korea at his Dojang. He'll be here in Japan by tonight."

"What about family, does he have any?"

Lee shook his head. "I can't find a single trace of the name Sojin anywhere. It's like Hwoarang's family listed anywhere in Korea. Hwoarang is the only one."

"Damn," Jin said and glanced over at the sleeping red-head who seemed to be calm again. "Were going to have to wait for Master Beak then…."

Lee nodded. "What about you? When do you get out of the hospital?"

Jin frowned. "In two days. There all surprised and suspicious, at how I recovered so quickly. I told them it runs in my family genes."

Lee chuckled at that. "Literally."

Jin nodded and stared up at the ceiling. Things got quiet then, when a thought struck him. "Lee."

"yes?"

"Who won the tournament?"

Lee was a bit surprised about the question and wasn't sure how to answer his nephew. "Um, no one…, it was canceled out or something. Steve Fox said no one was allowed to enter the last round. Even your father and mine. Steve had said something exploded in the fighting ground and no one was aloud there. The Tekken Five tournament won't continue until further notice."

Jin's brows forward as he stared at his uncle. This is unusual, when does grandfather ever stop a tournament? Does this mean someone else was hosting it? When I get out of here I must find out what is happing. I wouldn't be surprised if it has something to do with Hwoarang's condition either…. "I want to check it out."

Lee nodded and grinned. "As soon as you get out of here, I'll drive you there. We may not be able to get close, but at least you can see what is going on."

"Yes, and I hope it doesn't have anything to do with Hwoarang's condition," Jin said, glancing once more at the sleeping Korean.

"I thought of that too. I also thought of asking Dr. Boskonvitch coming down and checking him over," le said and stared at Jin for a moment before adding: "To bad we didn't have Doctor Gregory House on our side."

Jin grinned and chuckled. "Yeah, too bad, Dr. Boskonvitch will have to do."

~*~

Hwoarang was finally able to stop running as the scenery changed. He was now standing in a field of red roses that were blooming all around him. He looked around; sweat still bedding down his face. "What the fuck is going on? Is he playing mind tricks on me?" he said looking all around the place.

Something defiantly didn't seem right here. Hwoarang couldn't help but wonder if this was a dream and he was knocked out somewhere, or if the monster that was chasing him got into his mind somehow. "Shit," he cursed, keeping his eyes opened.

Slowly Hwoarang backed up and turned around. Everywhere he looked there seemed to be roses, and it was making things hard to move. "ow, shit," he cursed again as several thorns pricked at his skin. Taking a deep breath Hwoarang stopped himself from screaming in frustration and pressed to move, trying to find his way out of this mess.

"There's got to be a place I can rest for a moment. Gah! This is so stupid," he said, rubbing his head messing his hair even more.

"Are you lost," said a soft voice to Hwoarang's right.

Hwoarang stopped and looked around. "Huh? Who's there?" he said and spun around quickly, his eyes shifting back and forth looking for the person who spoke.

"Down here," they said again, this time getting Hwoarang to look at them.

Hwoarang stared at the thing that spoke and couldn't believe his eyes. It was one of the red roses, and it was looking up at him smiling. "What the fuck…, I must be dreaming."

The rose giggled. "I can help you if you're lost," it said again.

Hwoarang shook his head. "I'm not talking to a rose," he said and turned away, looking around once more.

"I promise I can help you, if you listen," said the rose, frowning up at Hwoarang.

Hwoarang shook his head. "I said I'm not talking to a rose. I can't trust a talking rose. For all I know you can be that damn monster in disguise," he said and shook his head.

"No really, if you listen to me, I can help you find him?"

Hwoarang glanced at the rose and raised a brow. "The monster? Why would I want to find that?"

The rose giggled and its smile grew. "No, not the monster," it said in a low voice. "But your lover, Kazama Jin."

Hwoarang's eyes widened when hearing Jin's name and turned his full attention to the rose. "You know where Jin is?"

The rose nodded. "Yes, he is in the white castle," it said and pointed to a large white castle further away on top of a hill.

Hwoarang stared at it his eye's narrowing. He still wasn't sure if he could trust this talking 'rose' but if Jin was in there, he had no choice. "How do I get there?"

The rose smiled and grew larger, its thrones sharpening. its leave pointed to the path filled with baby roses and spoke. "You have to fallow that path," it laughed and its smile grew into razor sharp teeth. "That is, if you can get passed us!"

Hwoarang's eyes widened and backed up several feet. "You son of," he started and lift a leg sending a kick toward the flower's 'head'. The flower dodged however and before Hwoarang can do another attack vines wrapped around both his legs, pricing threw his skin. Hwoarang screamed and the next thing he knew he was hanging upside down. "Ahhh, Shit!"

The rose laughed and more roses came flying at Hwoarang. One long vine wrapped around Hwoarang's waist and pulled him upward. Hwoarang screamed in pain, and cursed loudly.

"LET ME GO," he shouted trying to pull away from the vines and flowers. He tugged at one of the vines with his only free hand and pulled it away from his right leg, another vine coming up and wrapping around Hwoarang's waist squeezing harder before throwing the Korean hard into the ground.

Hwoarang spat out blood his nails digging into soil trying to stop himself from being dragged away. However more vines and roses grabbed onto his left leg and pulled him into the air once more. Hwoarang screamed a piercing scream.

~*~

Back in the real world Hwoarang's real body was also screaming doctors and nurses were surrounding him, trying to calm him down. Both Jin and Lee were pushed out of the room as the doctor's did their job. Jin slowly turned to Lee and angry, but worried look on his face.

"Think you can call Doctor Boskonvitch?"

Lee nodded and walked on down the hall, pulling out his cell phone. "I'm on it," he said and let Jin there to watch the doctors work on his lover.

To Be Continued…