Sorry for the late update. I was taking some me time :D

Now back to the story!

Asuka

A few hours ago, I let Hwoarang do something to me I never thought I'd let a man do. I don't even know why I allowed him to make me feel so vulnerable.

I could remember the mind-blowing sensation of my climax so vividly, I shivered at the thought of it. Ever time I closed my eyes, I could feel Hwoarang's fingers fondling me, his tongue swimming inside of me and look of pure desire on his face. Every so often when he was pleasuring me, Hwoarang would glance up at me smile. He enjoyed seeing me moan and gyrate. I was his sex object. I was his number one because I was so hard to get. Now here I am laying in bed with this perverted foreigner.

"What are we doing?" I asked the red-haired man lying beside me.

Hwoarang shrugged, kissed my shoulder and squeezed my waist tighter. "Spooning."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Grasping his forearm, I removed Hwoarang's arm from my body and got out of the bed. Hwoarang frowned and stared at me impatiently.

"What's wrong, Kazama?" he asked.

This bastard. Even when I gave him a piece of me, he still calls me "Kazama". Its like he only uses my name when he's trying to seduce me.

"We can't be together. I won't allow you to have me." I exclaimed, putting my hands on my hips.

Hwoarang hopped off the bed and approached me.

"What are you talking about? You weren't saying that earlier today." he teased, lifting the bottom of the large t-shirt I was wearing.

I smacked his hand away and stepped back from him. "I let you sweet talk me, but it won't happen again."

Hwoarang ran his fingers through his hair and his brows furrowed. "Even after all I done for you...you can't even do this for me."

I suddenly remembered that he never told me what happened. "What did you do for me? What exactly is 'this'!"

I was furious. I hated that he made me so angry. Hwoarang sighed and shooed my words, fanning his hand dismissively.

"Don't worry about it, Kazama."

He turned away from me and started into the living room. Before he could pass the doorway, I grabbed his bare shoulder, spun him around and pushed him into the wall.

"Looks like the tables have turned." Hwoarang joked, cupping my face in his hand.

Once again, I slapped his hand away. Seeing how serious I was Hwoarang's face became blank.

"What the hell happened to me last night!" I demanded.

"A gang of tekkenshu drugged you and almost raped you, but I fought them off."

I pushed off of Hwoarang and shook my head in denial.

"You're lying, I feel fine."

"Yeah, you would feel fine. You healed yourself...somehow."

I looked at Hwoarang with incredulous eyes. I healed myself? What kind of lie was that to tell? I threw my hands up in mock surrender and walked away from Hwoarang into the living room.

"What? Was that not the answer you were expecting? Well, its the truth! You're some type of magical freak just like Jin Kazama! There's something strange with you people."

I turned around and glared at him.

"So now I'm a freak?"

Hwoarang bit his lip. He knew what he said was wrong.

"...and you put me in the same category with that evil man? How dare you!"

Hwoarang tried to verbalize his apology but I hushed him. When he reached out to hold me, I slapped him.

"I'm going home, Hwoarang. This is over! Do you understand me?" I yelled pointing at his face, that was still turned away from me.

I grasped Hwoarang chin and forced him to look at me. "You and me are done."

"Alright." he said. "Good riddance."

My hand dropped from Hwoarang's face and I brushed past him to retrieve my skirt from last night. I couldn't find my shirt or shoes, so I settled with Hwoarang's large t-shirt and my mini-skirt. As I was getting ready to leave, I noticed that he was watching me, but I ignored him. He excused himself when I made a phone call to Hatsumi, but I could still feel his gaze through the living room wall.

"Hello?" Hatsumi answered.

"Hi, it's -"

"Asuka! Oh my gosh! I thought you were hurt."

"I'm fine, Hatsumi. I just-"

"The Tekkenshu were everywhere! They were looking-"

"The Tekkenshu?"

"Yeah, they almost caused a massacre! Hwoarang got into a fight with them and you disappeared. Daisuke and I were so worried for you!"

I gasped. Hwoarang wasn't lying. I just could not remember.

Hatsumi continued. "Dai and I left you, but Hwoarang took care of you last night. He made sure you were safe. Are you with him now?"

Just then Hwoarang walked passed me and into the bathroom. When he slammed the door, my focus returned to the phone conversation.

"Yeah, I am. I kind of slept in his room."

Hatsumi squeaked. The little scream made me wince.

"You and Hwoarang-kun were in the same bed? Did anything happen?"

She was too excited for my taste. "No, of course not." I lied. "Hatsumi, that's not why I'm calling. I need you to come pick me up from Tokyo."

"Sure, no problem, but doesn't Hwoarang-kun have a motorcycle."

"Yeah, but he and I aren't exactly on good terms at the moment."

"Aiiyyah, Asuka, you really ought to give Hwoarang-kun a chance. He really isn't that bad, you know."

"Whatever, Hatsumi, can you just some to the motel please?"

Hatsumi sighed. "I said sure already! I'm actually with my aunt in Tokyo, so we'll both come to get you."

"Alright, I'm at Center Hotel.:

"Okay, but seriously, Asuka, I hope you at least said 'thank you'."

At the end of the conversation, I got up and knocked on the bathroom door.

"I'm leaving." I said, practically taking to the running water of the sink.

"And you're telling me because?"

"I'm telling you because I wanted to say thank you."

Immediately, the door flew open. Hwoarang stood in the doorway a toothbrush in his mouth.

"You were welcome last night and this morning, but not so much right now." he said, the scent of mint rushing to my nose.

"Nevertheless, I'm still grateful to you. For saving me, for protecting me, for everything."

"So you believe me now? That's so great to know." he mumbled.

Hwoarang went over to the sink to spit out the the spirment foam forming in his mouth. He rinsed off his toothbrush and tapped it against the sink before setting it down and coming back to me.

"And by everything, do you really mean everything? Including this morning?" he questioned.

I felt my cheeks get warm and my mouth started to water at the thought of Hwoarang in between my legs.

"That's not what I meant." I half-lied.

"That's too bad, 'cause to that, you are more than welcome."

Hwoarang put his hand behind my head and his thumb on my chin. A part of me wanted to pull away, but the other part me wanted to kiss him so bad.

"Hwoa-"

Before I could even form the rest of his name, Hwoarangs lips were over mine. I put my hands on his bare back and held as tight as I could. Hwoarang's tongue tasted like sweet mint. I moaned my approval of the taste and he wrapped his arms round my waist. I didn't want to stop, but I knew that this was going to end in something more sexual. I reluctantly pulled my mouth away and sighed. Hwoarang bit his lip and stroked my bottom lip with his thumb.

"I can't. I'm not ready." I confessed pulling away from him. "I can't give you what you want."

"I only want you." he whispered, holding my fingers in his large hands.

"Goodbye." I replied, sliding my hand out of his.

As I was leaving, I saw the look of pure heartbreak etched on his face. I tried to ignore it, but the sad expression left an impression on me.

HWOARANG

I watched the Osakan beauty walk out of my room and couldn't contain my anger any longer. I hollered loudly and punch a hole into the dry walk of the cheap motel room. How could she just walk away from me like that? Doesn't she feel the same way?

"I will get even with those bastards." I growled. "For the both of us."

What will happen to these two? Is it really over? Stay tuned!