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Hands Clean
Chapter Five - First Kiss and Arising Complications
Hwoarang lied on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He felt bad for lieing to Jin, but he had to. And if he told him that he did in fact have feelings for him, he might reject him. What was he to do?!
A faint knock came at the door. Hwoarang sat up, wondering who was there, "Who is it?" He called.
The door pushed open to reveal Jin. Hwoarang's heart skipped a few beats. "J..Jin...what are you doing here?" He asked not too sure of him self.
Jin smiled innocently as he walked over to Hwoarang. Hwoarang moved over as Jin sat next to him. "I..I know I have a girlfriend...but.." He said, leaning closer to Hwoarang.
"Ji..Jin, what are you.." His statement stopped when Jin had captured his lips in a passionate kiss. When they parted, Jin looked away. Hwoarang was stunned.
"I..I'm sorry. I had no place to do such a thing." He said, getting up. As he began to walk away Hwoarang caught his hand and pulled him ontop of himself.
"Don't be, Kazama...Jin." He pressed his lips to Jin's. Jin felt Hwoarang's tongue at the entrance of his mouth, asking for permission to enter. Jin parted his lips, letting the Korean explore his mouth as he did the same.
As the broke the kiss, Jin stood up. "I..uh..I really must be going. Good bye, Hwoarang..." he said, leaving his apartment.
Hwoarang smiled, he just had to figure out how to tell the Japanese boy the 'secret' about Hana. Things were going to work out.
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 had escaped him, but only for now. That boy was going to be his. And no one elses. The man laughed and walked out of the apartment building, heading for his own. Later; time will make it even sweeter.
As Jin came closer to his house, he began to slow his pace ever-so- slightly. He could not tell anyone, it would only make them worry. As the roof of his house became visible, he sighed.
A black corvette drove closer to Jin; it stopped when the driver recognized him. As he rolled down the window, Kazuya greeted his son. "Wanna ride?" Jin laughed and nodded.
Kazuya smiled as his son climbed into the passenger seat. "Heihachi's home." He said, Jin nodded. "Where'd you go today?" He asked quietly.
Jin smiled, "To a friend's apartment." Kazuya nodded.
"Hana-chan's?" He asked.
Jin shook his head. "No, Hwoarang's." He answered honestly, Kazuya stared at him.
"I thought you two hated each other."
"We're trying to be friends. We see each other a lot, so why not on friendly terms? Plus, I'm getting tired of him challenging me in public. If we're friends; he can have my cell number..." Jin paused, thinking about what he just said. "I'm not really sure that's a good thing though..." Kazuya laughed.
"That's good, son." Jin nodded, and stared out of the window. "There's a firework show tonight, why don't you invite your 'new' friend and some of the other ones." Kazuya said, laughing.
"I think I'll do that." He said, thinking of being able to see Hwoarang again.