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Chapter Eight - Return
Jin smiled happily at the thought of the fireworks show. He and Hwoarang were going out, much to Ling and Steve's delight, but something kept bothering the Japanese youth. What ever happened to that guy?
He shuddered at the thought of that perverted old man.
(As Jin stepped onto the elevator, a strange man stared lustfully at him. "Hello there, boy." The man said seductively. Jin backed away from him; there was no one else in the elevator. The man smiled evilly, "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you..." He paused for a moment as if thinking over this statement, then he returned to his previous state, "I'm not going to hurt you.....much..." he added.
Jin glared at the man, "Leave me alone, old man." He growled.
The man cocked an eyebrow, "Kitten has claws.." He said to himself. "The fiestier they are, the better the sex." He said, shrugging his shoulders.
Jin's eyes widened at the man's statement. "You..You wouldn't dare." He said venomously. The man smiled, he began to close the distance.
"I would, and I shall." He replied, pressing himself against the Japanese teen.
"Do..Do you even know who I am?" Jin growled. The man shook his head.
"Why should I? I don't really like to stalk my boys; I just choose a pretty face." He said, thrusting his hand down Jin's pants. Jin pushed him away.
"Don't touch me." He yelled at the man. "I am Jin Kazama. Kazuya Mishima's son, and Heihachi Mishima's grandson." he growled. The man was unperturbed by this.
"Oh.. A rich boy? Hmm...that's even better." He purred, he had once again gotten close to him. Jin threw a punch at the man.
"I am a master in the Kazama fighting style." He growled at the man.
The man pushed Jin against the elevator wall, "Good, try and attack me...you pretty..." He began to press kisses against Jin's neck, "Delicious thing.." Jin kicked him away.
"I said not to touch me!" The elevator's bell sounded signalling that they had reached the first floor. And as soon as the doors opened, Jin took off running. The man smirked and chased after him.
"Why run, little one?" He called. "I shall make you mine!" Jin ran out of the building to the busy street in hopes of losing the man.)
Jin sat up in his bed, shaking away the horror filled memory. Leaving his room, Jin decided to grab something from the kitchen to snack on.
As he stepped closer to his destination, Jin overheard Kazuya and Heihachi talking. "I'm finally glad my son has finally made some other friends besides that hyper active Ling." Kazuya said laughing. Jin smiled as his father said this.
"Agreed. But who? Do you know?"
Heihachi said, but continued. "I mean, I'd like to meet them." His grandfather said sternly, yet happily.
Jin took that moment to walk in, "Hello, Dad, Grandpa." He said happily.
Heihachi turned to Jin, with a smile on his face he told him, "I would like to meet your new friends, Jin." Jin nodded.
"I can have Hwo come over if you want." He informed him.
"Hwo?" Kazuya asked.
"Hwoarang." Jin said with a laugh. "Hwo is just a nickname." Kazuya nodded. "Is Uncle Lee coming over today?" Jin asked them.
"I don't think so." Kazuya replied. Jin nodded. "But, knowing him, he just might show up."
"Alright, I'll call Hwoarang now, kay?" Jin said running out of the room.
Kazuya and Heihachi's eyebrows at that moment, touched their hairline. "Doesn't he realize that there is a phone in here?" Heihachi said with an amused grin.
"I think he does. He just doesn't want us to hear. Must be his boyfriend." Kazuya said with a laugh.
"Really? I didn't know he was gay." Heihachi mused.
"Think about it dad, he's never had a girlfriend." Heihachi gave him a look that could easily be read as 'What the hell does that have to do with anything?' Kazuya laughed, "Alright, I bribbed it out of Ling and Steve." Kazuya replied, still laughing.
Heihachi started to laugh as well, "Well, this doesn't mean I'm getting any grandchildren, now does it?" replied Heihachi with a depressed sigh.
Kazuya patted him on the back, "We could force him to adopt." Heihachi nodded.
"Better than nothing."
Jin quickly dial Hwoarang's number, he was very excited to be able to hear his lover's voice. After several tries, Jin hung up the phone. Hwoarang wasn't there. "Dammit..." Jin sighed. He turned to look out of the window, 'Where the hell are you?' He mentally added.
The Japanese boy grabbed his jacket and headed out of the door of his mansion. 'If you won't answer my calls, I'll just go to you.'
Hwoarang pulled out the keys to his apartment. 'I wonder what Jin's doing right now...' thought Hwoarang as he opened the door.
He looked over at his phone, there were a few missed calls. Hwoarang walked over to the machine and began to check, there weren't any messages, but the caller ID clearly read, 'KAZAMA.' Hwoarang smiled, "So you tried to call me?" He asked to himself.
Picking up the phone, he dailed the number on the caller ID. "Hello?" Came Kazuya's voice from the other end.
"Can I please speak to Jin?" Hwoarang asked, suddenly very nervous.
He could hear Kazuya chuckle to himself, "He's out right now, Hwoarang."
"Oh, okay. Will you tell him I called?"
"Sure. Bye, Hwoarang." With that they both hung up.
Hwoarang sighed, "Gah...Oh well. I'll catch up with him later." He said as he stretched out on the couch. Gently drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
The sun had slowly begun it's decent. As Jin Kazama stepped off of his mansion's grounds, a man with long raven-coloured hair smirked evilly. With every step, his smile grew more and more malicious.
His hair was neatly tied back into a ponytail, and he wore something a businessman might wear. His long overcoat nearly touched the ground when he walked, he was much taller than the Kazama boy. His facial expression was that of a loving father, but his ice blue eyes told another story.
As he neared Jin, he quickened his pace. Falling right into step behind the boy. Jin darted into an alleyway, but to no avail, the man followed.
Jin turned around when he met a dead end, sealing his eyes shut, he yelled;"What the hell do you want?!" But, when he opened them, no one was there. Jin sighed and collapsed against the wall.
Suddenly, the man stepped out from behind a corner. "Well, my darling kitten still bares his fangs at me, eh?" he chuckled as he stepped closer to the boy. "Well, boya, do you not remember me?" he said, his icy eyes locking with Jin's.
The malicious smile had found it's way back to it's owner. "Wh--who are you?!" Jin yelled as tried to stand, but the man was obviously faster. One of his strong hands had clamped itself over Jin's mouth.
"Shhhh..." The man cooed at him, "I won't hurt you, boya. Not yet anyway." He smirked as he said this. "I want you to relay a message to someone for me....that's all." He said, his eyes began to glow a brilliant shade of emerald.
Jin began to shake violently, the man leaned closer to him, placing a delicate kiss on Jin's forhead, "Worry not, boya. It will all be over soon." He ran a hand along Jin's neck, "Baibai, be good for me, boya." With that the man headed towards the opposite end of the alleyway.
With a slight wave, the man was gone. Leaving Jin to wallow in pain. The Japanese boy stood, taking every step as if it could be his last. He began to make his way to the end of the alley, but the man was gone. Jin reached inside his pants pocket, fishing out his cell phone, he called his dad.
Within a few minutes, Jin was on his way home. He propped his head on the car door, trying to erase the memory from his head. But it just kept replaying in his mind.
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