A Woman Behind These Clothes
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CHAPTER 2: The Return of the
Daddy (The Mommy's Return Really)
"Hello Master Baek, it's been a while."
The said man looked up and his sharp eyes widened when he saw who it was… spiky yet flowing red hair brushed back and calm Brown eyes, a stranger wearing a Crimson and Black leather vest zipped down just below the collar with a buckle at his collar, Necklace with a skull and star pendant, Orange-Gemmed Tiara on his forehead, Crimson leather fingerless gloves, Belted Black jeans with a big silver buckle, Crimson leather chaps with orange designs, and Black leather boots with a metal toe cap and spurs.
'It can't be…'
The stranger in the corridor had a strong resemblance to the woman in the portrait could this stranger be…
"Seung? Seung Haneul Rang?" He murmured.
The stranger smiled that same smile and nodded.
"It had been 15 years since the last time I saw you master." The voice was deep and smooth.
Baek couldn't believe it, his very first student whom he treated as his own daughter is alive, and where had she been all this time? He couldn't help but shed tears of joy and embraced the woman, she had embraced him back and had tears of joy as well.
"Come inside, you had lots of explaining to do young lady." He smiled and invited her inside.
Even after all these years she still couldn't stop obeying her master, who was she kidding this man had been more like a father to her than a master, she sat down at the couch while her master was preparing her favorite tea, she looked around she already had an idea why her Master and her Son is in this Hotel along with those fighters, she could tell nearly everyone in this Hotel is a fighter since she herself had been a fighter along-side with her husband in those days.
Baek had returned with a tray filled with Green Tea and Biscuites.
"Now start explaining…" He said.
Obediently she explained how things goes in Los Angeles Military Base, the Missions in every corner of the world, how hard it was to fight and go to missions every other day, until they reached Phoenix Nevada where it all began, he explained how the General betrayed them and toyed them after all those years being with him, she explained how her husband fought the General and lost, then how she stood up on the said General and fought him to the bitter end and won, but she was mortally wounded and how she collapsed not far from her husband. She explained all the things she could explain and even told the Master that she was in a coma for a year and told him about Zackary's death and she had stayed in a friend's house for recovery.
"I have no idea what else had happened, but I'm glad that I managed to find you…where's Hwoarang?" Seung asked putting down the mug.
"He went out with a friend, he'll be back soon…" Master Baek answered as he takes a sip of his tea.
Seung had to raise a brow on that one…
"Out with a friend? Are you sure it's not a date?"
Baek choked and nearly spitted his tea but managed to swallow the warm liquid and looked at his Former Student.
"He's out with a male friend, Steve…Steve Fox…and some others, he had been depressed after he found out you and Zackary had gone missing, but I know he'll be shocked to see you."
"We'll see…" The Redheaded cross-dresser smiled.
Hwoarang was heading back towards his and Master Baek's room along with Steve, he had drink a little beer today, he doesn't want his Master to scold him, so he ended up chatting with some of the guys it did cheered him up a little, but the thing that could cheer him up is to see either his Mom or his Dad, even at least one of his parents would be here. But little did he know that his wish is already granted and was now waiting in his room. As they turn the corner and passed few more doors and stopped at room 44, Hwoarang swore he heard his Master laughed, so quietly he opened the door and he along with Steve slipped inside.
"Mate? Why are we sneaking in like robbers on a mission to steal?" Steve asked curiously.
"Shh…" Hwoarang hushed his friend to be quiet.
The two tiptoed until they reached the edge of the door where the living room is and took a peek. There in the couch a blazing redheaded stranger talking to his master and the master was chuckling at whatever the stranger said. The two strained their ears to listen.
"So…is Hwoarang been dating someone among those pretty female warriors? I hope he chose the right one." The redheaded stranger asked.
Master Baek had to laugh at the playful tone of his former student.
"No…I think looking for a date is not in his mind yet."
"So the boy is still naïve, hmm…much like when he was 8 years old…wait…was it 7? Yes…that's it he's as naïve as his 7 years old self…how cute, but how can I get grandkids if he's as naïve as a 7 years old?" the redheaded stranger sighed.
Hwoarang blushed at the statement and tilted his head to the side and ignored Steve's silent snickering…Wait…Grandkids? Why was this stranger asking for Grandkids?
"Why would a total stranger expect Grandkids from me?" He called out and slapped his hands to his mouth for blowing his cover.
Master Baek looked at his direction but the stranger didn't, surprisingly his Master smiled and somehow he could feel the stranger was smiling. But then the stranger stood up and turned to look at his direction slowly. But every few seconds the young redhead felt his heart stops and soon the stranger was fully facing him, it looks like he was facing his older self, the stranger was smiling at him that same smile that his mom had in the portrait…his voice seem to have vanished as he tried to open his mouth but closed them when he couldn't find his voice.
"Hello son…it's been a while." The redheaded stranger said the voice was deep and smooth.
"Hwoarang…meet your Dad (Mom really)…" Master Baek said.
Hwoarang felt his jaw hang for a moment and back from its place. This person wasn't really his dad, his dad was dark haired man, this person in front of him is none other than…His Mom in men's clothing…
"Ah…uh…" Hwoarang couldn't form a right word.
The older redhead walked up to the young yet tall man, he reached out and touched the young man's cheek and smiled happily.
"Hwoarang…you've grown." He said gently. "I missed you so much…my son."
He doesn't know when he started crying, this person in front of him is truly his mom…his mom, and she's here! She's alive and was touching him like the way she soothes him every night.
"D-Dad…" Even he was shock he managed to call out without giving out his Mom's secret.
"Hwoarang…my Hwoarang, for 15 long years of waiting I can finally be with you, my dearest son." The older (Albeit a few inches shorter) redhead said lovingly.
Hwoarang felt more tears falling from his eyes and hugged his mom tightly like he wasn't letting her go.
"Dad…dad…" He sobbed for the first time in 15 long years he finally cried.
Since the day both of his parents left for the training in overseas he had sworn he'll become stronger like his Mama and Papa, he never cried that day and for 15 years. But now he finally can, his mom is here and he missed her more than she had.
Master Baek and Steve left the two alone for a while to let them have a reunion.
"Dad Zack is gone?" Hwoarang asked in shock.
Seung looked at her son sadly…
"Your father had protected me with his life, I tried the best I could to recover but whatever that crazy scientist injected to me stopped me from recovering, and when I did recover it was too late…I'm so sorry my son…I'm so sorry."
Hwoarang tried to accept the death of his father, he loved his father as much he had loved his mother, it's hard but he had to accept his death.
"I-It's alright mom, at least I had you. I don't blame you, I know you tried. If dad had protected you with his life, he wants you to live so you could come back home…so we could be together." Hwoarang stated sadly.
Seung couldn't help but cry sadly, her son was right. They're finally together Mother and Child, it may be hard to move on but she had to for her son's sake.
Later that night Hwoarang had invited his mom to have dinner with him, he ignored all the looks he gets from the other fighters whom are present in the said restaurant. At the corner is Steve along with the others.
"Who's that guy is Hwoarang with?" Marshall asked curiously.
"Is he a new fighter?" Xiaoyu asked.
Steve shook his head and smiled to himself, he saw Hwoarang showed emotions aside from his usual ones, it's rare to see Hwoarang other emotions aside from being cocky and arrogant, but few hours ago he saw the other side of the redhead when he saw his dad.
"Steve…ya okay man?" Paul asked curiously. "You've been smilin' like you know somethin'."
"Yeah…" Steve answered.
"Do you know who's that man Hwoarang having dinner with?" Julia asked.
The blond Brit grinned.
"That man…is his Dad…" He replied and laughed at the looks he gets.
The other's faces scream 'Are you serious?' looks and looked at the two redhead again.
"But…But I thought he's orphaned?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Well…scratch that, his dad is right there eating dinner with him." Steve said looking at the two redheads enjoying their dinner.
"His dad's handsome." Anna purred.
All cringed to that statement, but upon looking at the older redhead who glanced on their direction and smiled upon recognizing the Blond Brit who came along with his friend that time. Steve waved in recognition and received a nod from the older redhead.
"Let's leave them be to have their Father and Son bonding time before the fight." Steve said turning to his food happily, he was happy for his friend.
He noticed how Hwoarang chided his father (Mother really) that he (Hwoarang) is the one who's going to pay for the dinner and dragged the older yet short man out of the restaurant to show the man some places he likes.
They're at the corner not far from the G-Corporation, one of Hwoarang's favorite places.
"Wait here dad…" The young Redhead said and ran inside the shop.
Seung could only smile at her son's action.
'He's much like his, dad when he does that.' She thought.
She missed her husband so much.
'If you're only here to see our son, dear…he had grown into a fine young man.' She smiled and looked up at the sky.
Kazuya Mishima the current CEO of G-Corporation, he was a busy man and was still plotting on killing his father whom he despised so much. And he still had to get Devil's other half on his son's body and make Devil whole again so he could control the said being and cause so much chaos in the world.
Right now he was heading out of the corporation for a little bit of relaxation before the tournament, as he steps out of the premises he noticed a faint presence of a Devil Gene it couldn't be his son's but from whom? His own Devil Gene stings in response, he looks around for the source of that faint presence but couldn't find any. He tried to look around and when he turns to the store not far from the Corporation, he saw blazing red tresses of hair owned by the person who was standing at the side as if waiting for someone inside.
Then he couldn't help but to notice some street insects approach the Redhead who was innocently waiting for someone.
For someone like her, she knew patience is a virtue and so as a mother she patiently waited for her son.
'For whatever he is even doing in there…' She chuckled. 'Yup…much likes his Father, those two are similar…whenever they're up to something they are much worse than girls.'
She was about to head to the bench not far from the store when some shitty bastards blocked her way.
"Hey babe. Want to have fun with us?" asked bastard A.
"Yeah, we thought you looked a little lonely." said bastard B.
"Did your boyfriend stand you up?" bastard C laughed.
'Annoying…' Seung thought.
She ignored them and started to walk away.
Suddenly there was an arm stopping her from doing so. She looked back and said:
"Let go!"
"You know it's not nice to ignore someone like that." said bastard B.
"Yeah, entertain us, girlie…" chirped bastard C.
Seung glared his 'you-called-me-a-girl-now-I-kill-you' glare.
"I'm no girl. Are you blind or what? Idiots!"
"The hell did you just say you little bastard!" yelled bastard A.
Bastard A was about to hit Seung, but she blocked bastard A's hand and hold it in a strong grip. She pulled her free hand back and hit bastard A in the face, sending him flying far across the pavement. Seung wasted no time spinning around and delivering a powerful kick to bastard B's jaw, sending him flying through the air and landing on the ground a few feet away with a resounding and highly painful crack. And as fate would have it, he landed directly in front of his friends who gathered, his current state of unconsciousness acting as a warning to them.
"You better leave." She growled in her deep tone. "Take your friends with you and leave before I change my mind and kill you all."
"You and what army," Bastard D challenges.
A hand with sharply trimmed fingernails in reminiscent of a Hawk's claw bolts out, faster than lightening, and the claws lick the bastard D's face. Blood pours from the deep gashes upon the man's cheek, matching the blazing red hair painted on his attacker's face.
"My army of five," She grinned almost evilly. "Would you like to meet the reinforcements?"
"Let's fall back," Bastard C calls.
"But…"
"That guy is a fighter! We're no match on someone his caliber…" Bastard C called out while picking his unconscious friend who now bears a broken Jaw.
The street insects ran back to where they belong leaving a slightly peeved she warrior, then she caught the gaze of a man she knew just by the looks.
'Kazuya Mishima…' She hissed mentally.
She knew the man because he had been the talk of the military in her days in Los Angeles Military Training Facility, she hate's this man. She caught his gaze with a very heated gaze and looked away in spite not wanting to see the man's face.
"DAD!" Hwoarang called out.
And before the man could react he was caught in a long scarf around his neck, the scarf was Black in color and there are several Crimson Hawk Embroidery like their Family Emblem in the scarf…it's really beautiful! The scarf was made of fine silk and linens, she loved it, it's warm and cozy, she looked at her son happily, all traces of annoyance are gone.
"Did you like it?" Hwoarang asked grinning manly.
"It's so lovely…I loved it at first sight! Thank you, son." Seung smiled whole heartedly.
As the two redheads heading back to the Hotel, the black scarf around the older redhead flows as she moves, as they got closer when a voice stopped them from taking another step.
"Sergeant!"
Hwoarang let out a small gasp as some Korean soldiers started to circle around them with their guns drawn and completely ignoring his Mom.
"Desertion is an offense punishable by court martial!"
Crap, Hwoarang thought, Not Again.
The soldiers closed in on Hwoarang as he looked down, helplessly.
"Give yourself up, soldier," the major said.
Give myself up, Hwoarang thought. That's all I can do now.
Just when he thought that it was all over, an unexpected voice from behind startled Hwoarang.
"Major Kang was it?"
Mom?
The Major looked at the other redhead and double take between him and the other, though the older albeit shorter man (Woman)…
"Who are you?" The Major cried out.
Seung glared at the Major…
"So I see you have grown old and had forgotten the person whom you often bully…how sad."
The Major looked like he was in an epiphany and then his eyes widened when he realized who he was talking to.
"Y-You're Seung Rang! The Blood Hawk of Los Angeles Military! The Traitor!" He snarled.
Seung snarled fiercer…
"Who do you think is the Traitor in the first place? I trusted your Brother yet he betrayed me and entered MY SON in North Korean Army, WITHOUT my permission, Your Family betrayed the Rang Clan and now you shall pay for your family's transgression!"
Hwoarang stepped back, never before he had seen his mom so angry and she's frightening when she's angry.
"It's better that my son had left your Military…because if I find it out, I'll break him out of that so called Military of yours!" Seung snarled as she advanced.
But before she could speak more…
"What's going on here!?" Lars Alexandersson called out as he appeared behind the shadows along with some of his men.
It seems that some securities had seen what was going on and had called for help.
"You're Hwoarang's father I assume?" Lars asked as he steps close to the two redheads.
Seung nodded.
"Yes I am, I am here to see my son and this North Korean Military decided to chase my son…again and try to arrest him for desertion right in front of a father. My son was forced to join Military without My Permission!"
Lars nodded in understanding and gave Major Kang a very Hard Glare.
"I see… you and your son are free to go, let me and my men handle things from here." he said.
The Two redheads nodded and left leaving Major Kang at the Mercy of Lars Alexandersson.
To Be Continued
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