A/N: Sorry it's late but here ya go! Enjoy!

Hwoarang: The authoress does not own Tekken or any of the characters that make an appearance in this fanfiction except for the Nagashima family.

Hwoarang looked around groggily, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He rolled out of bed and stretched, muscles rippling under his bare torso. He stumbled to the bathroom and washed his face, wincing when he got soap in his eyes.

"Dammit," he muttered under his breath, wiping his eyes angrily.

He froze when he heard shuffling in his bedroom. He poked his head out of the bathroom door, peeking into his bedroom. A girl was sleeping in his bed, her long black hair fanned out around her. She was curled up under the sheets with a soft, angelic smile on her face.

"Kiyoko," Hwoarang breathed when he saw her.

To say Hwoarang freaked out would be an understatement; the Korean had a panic attack. Hwoarang did not do well with commitment and surely Kiyoko would want a committed relationship after what happened. So Hwoarang did the only thing he could think of in his frantic state of mind: he left.

He threw on a pair of jeans with a black muscle shirt and left in a hurry, grabbing the keys to his motorcycle on his way out.

The wind whipped through his coppery hair as Hwoarang sped down the country roads. Trees and the rest of the landscape flew by him in a blur. He finally stopped and got off his motorcycle. He pocketed his keys and left his motorcycle where it was, strolling into the forest.

Hwoarang eventually came to an enclave of trees that encircled a small waterfall that cascaded into the stream below it. He took a deep breath and listened to the roar of the waterfall. He didn't know what to do. Hwoarang wasn't a one-woman man, but he liked Kiyoko and she was a good friend. He didn't want to hurt her or lose her friendship, but he didn't want to be in a committed relationship either.

Hwoarang shook his head in annoyance. He was thinking too much. She had changed him a lot; he had been acting more sensitive in the past weeks that he's know her than he had in his entire lifetime.

"Strip clubs," he muttered to himself, determined to return to normal.

He walked back to the road and revved up his motorcycle, then sped off towards the shadier side of downtown.

Kiyoko jolted awake when she heard the slam of a door.

"Hwoarang?" she called out, slowly getting out of bed and picking up her clothes from the ground to get dressed.

"Hwoarang? Where are you?" she tried again.

No answer.

Kiyoko tilted her head in thought. Where could he have gone? Maybe he realized he had something to do and didn't want to wake her up.

Kiyoko shrugged off the nagging sensation in the back of her head, insistent on giving Hwoarang the benefit of the doubt. What she was more concerned about was what she was going to tell Jin about her whereabouts last night. He was probably worried and infuriated at the same time. Only Jin could experience such a broad range of emotions so quickly and hide them just as fast.

She sighed and left, weaving through the throngs of people in the busy streets. She finally reached her destination and pushed the door open softly.

"Where have you been?"

"Oh, hi Jin-sama," Kiyoko said cheerfully.

"Kiyoko, where were you? You were gone all night," Jin scowled.

Kiyoko sighed, settling for the truth, "I stayed the night at Hwoarang's place."

If the situation wasn't so serious, the expression on Jin's face would've made Kiyoko laugh out loud. She had to fight to suppress the giggle that threatened to come out.

Jin just shook his head. This was not something he wanted to dwell on.

"Just go shower and get into some clean clothes. Your match is the last one today so you have time to explore the city if you'd like. I have the second match so I need to leave now. I'll see you later," Jin said, disappearing out the door.

Kiyoko finally giggled and went to the bathroom of the two bedroom apartment Jin had rented for the tournament. Jin was so weird sometimes.

Kiyoko was bored. For such a large city, there wasn't much to do. She ended up downtown, wandering the streets curiously. She was about to ducked into a bar when she saw a flash of coppery red out of the corner of her eye.

"Hwoarang?" she asked herself incredulously, "What would he be doing down here?"

She whirled around and immediately spotted her redheaded lover…going into a strip club. Kiyoko took a deep breath, calming herself. Maybe there was a good reason for him to be going to a strip club. Maybe he was meeting a friend there…or he wanted a drink…or he wanted more sex. Her eyebrows furrowed as her thoughts became more and more depressing.

She followed him.

Kiyoko knew it wasn't polite to follow people. What people did in their spare time was their own business, not hers. But this was Hwoarang…the only person she had ever given her whole self to. She had to see what he was doing.

All of the understand thoughts that swirled around in her head flew out the window when she pushed that door opened and entered the strip club.

How could he?

"HWOARANG!"

The Korean leapt up, stumbling away from the woman that was on her knees before him.

"Kiyoko!"

"How could you?" Kiyoko asked, gritting her teeth, forcing the tears away, "I trusted you!"

"Kiyoko, I-"

She interrupted him, "I loved you, Hwoarang. I guess you didn't feel the same way. My mistake."

Her eyes had turned cold and her voice no longer held the ever present hint of musical laughter behind it. Hwoarang had screwed up big time…and he knew it. She had changed him for the better and he struggled against it.

"That's ok," she continued, turning to leave.

She paused, not turning around, and added, "I wasn't going to participate in my match that's later today…I was going to forfeit. But I've changed my mind."

"Wha-?"

"I'm going to fight Brian Fury."

Hwoarang's blood ran cold as Kiyoko left without another word to him. She was going to be fighting one of the most violent fighters in the entire tournament. The chances that she would escape uninjured were slim…very very slim. It was more likely that she would be mortally wounded.

"Kiyoko," he whispered after her, "I'm so sorry. I messed up."

He had to do something.

A/N: WHEW! Can we say DRAAAMA? I know all of you are thinking, "WHAT? HWOARANG WHY'D YOU DO THAT?", but that's how I see Hwoarang. He's sweet, but he has commitment issues so he ran (its just something I see within his nature). He was in denial about not being a one-woman man wasn't he? Does Hwoarang love Kiyoko? Will Hwoarang be able to stop Kiyoko from fighting Brian Fury? Will Satoshi show up at her match? What about Daisuke? Or Ace? We haven't seen anything about him yet! Tune in next time on A Little Piece of Heaven!

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