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A Tekken Story: Through the Years - Volume I	By : DarkRomancer Category: +S through Z > Tekken Views: 4725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If you steal, be prepared to suffer. I am also making no profit from this story what so ever.

Chapter List
- 20
- 21
- 22
Chapter Summary: Akira has a weird dream and for some reason, she
believes that Jin is hiding something from her. She even goes to great lengths
just to find out what it could be.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If
you steal, be prepared to suffer.
Chapter Warnings:
Swearing.
Notes: Gah, such a long chapter. Still, I enjoyed writing it �
especially the Xiaoyu and Akira scene. I love writing humour as well, but I�m not
sure whether my kind of humour is good or not!
Extra Notes: I finally ordered TT2 but it hasn�t turned up yet! I
won�t be able to play it for a couple of weeks yet away because of university.
Bring on semester 2!

Chapter 22 � A Tragic Mind will be up soon!
A Tekken Story: Through the
Years
�You're so hypnotising

Could you be the devil, could you be an angel?

Your touch magnetizing

feels like going floating, leave my body glowing

You're from a whole other/another
world

A different dimension

You open my eyes

And I�m ready to go, lead me into the light

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien, your touch so far away

It�s supernatural, extraterrestrial�
�E.T.�
� Katy Perry

Chapter
21 � Devil or Angel?
Damn.
Dammit. Goddammit!
How could I
get involved in this?
Why did my
curiosity get the better of me?
How did I
not realise what I was getting myself into?

I was alone.
In the dark. Just a black, empty
space.
I had been
lying on my front, my right cheek leaning on the floor. It wasn�t cold or warm.
It was just�something. It was floor, but it wasn�t at the same time.
�Where am
I?� I raised my neck to get a better look around, clutching my head, �What the
hell happened?�
I slid my
palms down and pressed myself up, my body feeling heavy.
Like in that dream of the shadow boy.
Is he here?
Why is he back in my dreams?
�Hello?� I
called out but my voice rang through the vacant opening surrounding me.
I waited,
but received nothing back. All I met by was stillness and darkness.
I scrambled
into a sitting position. I didn�t feel scared but goosebumps covered my skin and
the hairs of the back of my neck stood on end. I was confused. I was somewhere,
alone�but it wasn�t a place.
I was just
a�hollow cavity.
How was I
meant to get out?
Then out of
nowhere, a horrible, screeching noise pierced my ears, like a high-pitched alarm.
I clamped my hands over my ears and screwed my eyes shut to block out the
noise, but it just increased in volume and frequency. It echoed in my eardrums,
making them feel as if they were going to burst. I cried out in agony and grit
my teeth to concentrate.
Stop it,
stop it! Block it out! It�s just a dream!
A very surreal dream.
My eardrums
felt like they were going to start to bleed when the sound came to an abrupt
end.
I pried my
hands away and unsealed my eyes. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
Jin was
stood infront of me, but there was something�different about him. His aura was
dark and menacing. But he appeared different.
His skin was
not the usual peach-tanned shade. It was paler with a greyish tint. His lips
were almost black and his irises were gold, like churning butterscotch. Thick,
black tattoos decorated his face and upper body and two, brittle horns
protruded from either side of his head.
But it was
the two, midnight-feathered wings that curled from his back that caught my eye.
I no longer had
the ability to speak. I couldn�t ask what had happened to him, if it was truly
Jin.
What the
hell?
�Akira,� his
voice was deeper, almost as if it reverberated.
I attempted
to speak, but my mouth wouldn�t speak. I couldn�t make a sound. I was paralyzed.
His taloned hand cupped my chin, the tips of his claws pricking
my cheeks. I squirmed which made him smirk, baring two sharp fangs.
What the
world is he?
�You�,�
I tried to
get him to release his grip but my whole body felt numb.
He lowered
his face towards mine, our combined breathing caught in a vortex, his mouth
inches from mine.
What do you
want? What happened to you, Jin? What the fuck is going on?! I tried to speak,
but no avail.
He dropped
his mouth onto the side of my neck, making me gasp. His lips moved against my
skin, sending electric surges down my spine.
What are
you�doing? What are you doing to me?
My body
relaxed, filling me with�a feeling. An amazing, euphoric
feeling. It clouded my mind and senses.
This feels�
I�ve never
felt this way before. That�s what scares me.
I wanted to
push him away, tell him to leave me alone, but I couldn�t.
I didn�t
want to.
I wanted to
grip his hair, bring him closer � if it was possible. I wanted to feel his body
against mine, skin-on-skin contact. I wanted to taste that mouth with mine.
Oh, God�
His lips
pulled back so his teeth could gently graze at the muscle. His iron-strong hand
locked me in place so I couldn�t move. It wasn�t painful, but it was forceful.
He wanted
it, and I did too.
His sharp
teeth, acting like daggers, punctured my skin, eventually inflicting some pain.
I screamed, but it faltered in my throat as I struggled. That wonderful,
addicting feeling I felt moments ago�had completely disappeared.
Let me go!
Please, let me go!
I could feel
his incisors in my neck, but I could feel something else. Something�pulling me.
It hurt, but that feeling that dragged under my skin�it was weird.
A tingling
grew in the tips of my fingers and gradually worked its way up my hands, my
arms�
I looked
down and choked on another scream.
A mystic
purple mist latched itself onto my hand and crawled up my arm, scarring my skin
in the same colour. It burned like fire climbing up my arm, licking my skin.
It hurt so
much; it was the most painful experience I had.
I could feel
something inside of me change. Something not good.
Thank God I woke up before I found out what.
I felt disorientated whenever I thought back to
it � my dream.
What did it
mean? Was it related to what Jin had told me about the �Mishima Gene�? Or was
it related to my own hypothesis?
The more I thought about my realisations
� that Kazuya was a fallen angel, therefore Jin was a Nephilim
� the more it didn�t make sense to me. Kazuya was reported missing when he was
around five years old, then around twenty years later he appears again, then
another two years later he disappears again, and is claimed to be dead. Was it
possible that Kazuya was killed as a child, became an angel then became a
fallen angel?
That
just�doesn�t sound right.
Ever since I was little, I had always believed in
angels, but even that idea to me sounded�wrong, bizarre, completely out of this world.�
In my dream, Jin had wings � like a fallen angel
� but they were black, not grey like most Nephilim I
had read about. And Nephilim didn�t have tattoos, or
golden eyes, or fangs like a vampire.
Could it be
something completely different? Something linked to the�what did Jin call it?
��the Fatal
Lightning�,�
Maybe the
�Fatal Lightning� transformed Jin into something, something�evil.
No, Jin would
never be evil, even if he is a half-Mishima�he�s the most pure, kind, caring
person I�ve ever met.
But still�
I switched my laptop on again like I had done the
previous night, and once the search engine loaded, I typed in the words �the
Fatal Lightning�, but all it came up with was reports on lightning strikes and
tips on how to avoid them, and such.
Dead end.
I thought back to my dream. Nephilim
have wings, but not horns, or fangs, or tattoos.
Could the
tattoos mean something?
I typed in �tribal tattoo angels� into the search
bar, and after a few pages, I found something worthy in the news section.
A man was sentenced to life imprisonment yesterday for
murdering a local artist-writer.
The victim was Alexander Larsson, aged 26, who was
originally born in Sweden, but was raised here in Shinjuku. He had recently
opened an art gallery below his apartment building that he shared with his
long-term girlfriend that displayed his own work.
Larsson was murdered on his way home from shopping by
Fukuoka Denbe, a builder and suspected devil
worshipper. Larsson was stabbed six times in the upper torso and many
lacerations were many to his face and arms post-mortem. The murder took place
in downtown Shinjuku.
Ms. Aichi � the victim�s girlfriend � reported Larsson missing
the following day and his body was found three days later.
Fukuoka was arrested after CCTV footage was captured of
the incident.
I looked at the photo the police force had taken
when they arrested Fukuoka. He was tattooed from head to toe, but the ones of
his face�
�they bore some resemblance to the ones Jin had in
my dream.
A devil worshipper? Could�could that mean that�Jin�s �special gene� was
somehow related to the Devil?
For real?
�that sounds
as ridiculous as me thinking Jin was a Nephilim!
Man�
I closed the lid of my laptop and pushed myself
away from the desk in my chair, poised in deep thought.
I should stop
this. It doesn�t concern me. Better yet, I should stop trying to make sense of
something that Jin truly explained to me, and a stupid dream.
Yes, I believe
in angels�but more in a spiritual way � like Dad and my grandparents. They look
down on you, watch you, look out for you, like a
spiritual energy that is always with you. But physical
angels? Like guardian angels? I�m so sure.
I should stop
this. I�m not Bella trying to figure out what or who Edward is, or Nora and
Patch/Jev, or Luce and Daniel, or Willow and Alex, or
Ivy and Tristan, or Grace and Daniel, or Beth and Xavior. Hell, I wasn�t Masaya
trying to be a part of Ichigo�s world, or Risa and Dark, or Riku and Daisuke, or anything like Sakura
and Sasuke. No. I wasn�t going to try and figure this out�
Because there
is nothing to figure out!
But�that name.
Alexander Larrson�it sounds familiar.
�Class, before
our lesson finishes, I�d like to read to you a short story written by a Swedish
artist called Alexander Larsson,�
Was that the
artist/writer Mrs. Hayashi was talking about in our
lesson?
I
shook my head. Don�t think about, don�t think about it! It doesn�t matter!
Next
I�ll be thinking that the short story he wrote is about Jin and the Mishima
family!
I�m
crazy. I�m official insane.
But
there�s nothing I can do.
I-
My cell phone shrieked, making
me jump out of my seat and breaking my train of thought.
Man,
I�ve become so jumpy lately�this isn�t good.
I glanced at the caller ID.
Kazama Jin.
Hm,
wonder what he wants? I
flipped it open and bought it up to my ear.
�Yo, what�s up?�
�Hey, Akira.
How are you?�
�I�m good, thanks. How are
you?�
�I�m good,�
�Good. Anyway, how�s it going? Something up?�
�Well, I wanted to ask you something,�
Uh-oh,
this doesn�t sound good!
My heart jittered against my chest.
�U-Uh, sure. Fire away,�
�Well, um�you see�er�,�
�C�mon, Jin. Whatever you need to ask me, ask me. I
guarantee you I�ll give you an answer,� I pushed my doubting thoughts to one
side, �By the way, �what the hell do you mean� counts as an answer,�
I heard a faint chuckle on the
other end of the line, �OK, well�there�s
this exhibit at the nearby museum, and I was wondering if�maybe you wanted to
come with me?�
Wait,
what? Like a�date? �What
kind of exhibit?�
�It�s an IUCN exhibit,�
�A�what?�
�It�s an exhibit promoting endangered animals. I bought two tickets
because someone from my Environmental Health class wanted to come with me, but
they caught a sickness bug or something, so they can�t go. I was wondering if
you wanted to come with me?�
Me?
Why me? �What about Tae,
or Xiao? I�m sure they wouldn�t mind going with you,� I hope I�m not the first person you asked.
�I would, but�I think you would appreciate it more,�
�What do you mean?�
�You�I know you appreciate Mother Nature.
When you told me about growing up in Ōsaka, I
could tell that you care about the Earth. I know you would�appreciate it more
than Tae-san or Xiaoyu,�
I remained silent.
He was speaking the truth�but�
�But if you can�t make it, or you have other
plans, then I understand. I�ll go by myself,�
�No! I
mean, er, I don�t have any plans today so�sure, I�ll come along with you,� This is not a date. I�m dating Ryo. This is
just an educational�outing. An education outing outside of
school. �It might be a good experience,� I added.
�Great! I have some errands to run before the
exhibit so I�ll meet you at the train station at one?�
�Sure,
no problem,�
�I�ll see you then,�
�Yeah,
bye,�
�Bye-bye,�
I pushed
the �end call� button. What had I just agreed to?
Just as
I placed my phone back on my desk and started ringing again.
Ling
Xiaoyu.
Oh crap! I don�t what to talk to her, but
if I don�t answer, she�ll just keep harassing me.
�Hello?�
�You have a date with Jin?! Why didn�t you tell me?!�
�Er,
because it happened like ten seconds ago. Besides, this isn�t a date!�
�Of course it is! It�s just you and him-,�
�At
an exhibit that we both happen to be interested in. That�s it!�
�Then why did he ask you?�
�Because
the person he was originally supposed to go with got sick, so he asked me,�
�But why didn�t he ask me? Or someone else
from his class?�
�Because
he knows I have an interest in the environment and endangered animals,�
�Hm, sure,�
�Xiao�,�
�Have you decided what you�re going to wear?�
�Um
no, because it�s not a date.
I have a boyfriend, remember?�
�I�m coming over to help you choose then!�
�No
Xiao, don�t-,� but it was too late. She had already hung up on me.
Shit. Crap. Dammit. Drat. All the other
curses I can think of!

Xiao
turned up about twenty minutes later and barged into my room while I was still
dressed in my pyjamas.
�What
are you doing?� she demanded and swivelled the door shut behind her, �C�mon, you
need to get dressed!�
I
flicked my bangs out of my eyes, �Why? It isn�t a date � I�m dating Ryo-kun,�
Xiao
puffed out her chubby cheeks and narrowed her eyes at me, �But this Jin we�re
talking about!�
I
scratched the side of my head and stretched my arms above my head, �So? We�re
just friends, that�s all,�
She
rolled her eyes at me, �Whatever. C�mon, I�m gonna help you choose what to
wear,�
I
sighed, beaten. If we kept this up, we would just go round and round in endless
circles, so I decided to humour her this one time. Man�
As I
made my bed, Xiaoyu towed my wardrobe door open and inspected the contents,
�What time are you meeting him?�
�He�s
meeting me at the train station at one,�
�How
come he�s meeting you there?�
�He has
some errands to run or something,�
�Wow,
what cute clothes! I�m kinda jealous�,� she flicked through hanger after
hanger, getting closer looks at my clothing.
I placed
a hand on my hip, �Y�know, I�m pretty sure I can pick something out by myself.
I don�t need a thirteen-year-old girl�s help,�
�I�m not doubting you Akira, but I just wanted to have a look
through your clothes,� she smiled in that sweet, innocent way that made me flip
out.
For real?!
�Besides,
it�s a date-,�
�It is
not!�
�It is
too!�
�Is
not!�
�Is
too!�
�Not!�
�Is!�
�Not!�
�Is!�
�Xiaoyu,
I�m in a serious, committed relationship with Ryo-kun. Even if I wasn�t, this
still wouldn�t be a date � not to me anyway. I don�t have feelings for Jin, not
in that way,� We�re just friends, very
good, very close friends�
Xiao
indicated she was ignoring me, �Aw, this is cute! Try this on!� she threw my
old pink summer dress with white ribbon lining at me.
I held
it up against my torso, �I can�t wear this! It�s too cold outside,� There was a
cold breeze flowing through my open window even though the sun�s rays were
filtering through as well.
�OK,
we�ll find something that�s suitable as well as cute,�
What is it with her and cute?
After
much deliberation, a few temper tantrums and continuing arguing about whether
it was a date or not, we agreed (more like Xiao comprised) on my outfit (even
though I kept insisting that I didn�t need help seeing as it wasn�t a date) � my
dark olive dress that stopped just above my knees, my cuffed avocado-coloured
cardigan, a pair of thick black three-quarter-length pantyhose and my leather
peep-toe high-heeled shoes. I teamed with up with my oversized beanie hat and
my black canvas bag.
Xiao
stepped back to admire me when I finished my hair and make-up, �Akira, you
look-,�
�Cute?�
I interrupted, soothing my curled locks.
Xiao
smiled and nodded, �You should thank me,�
�For
what?� You cannot be serious�
�For helping you, of course,�
�I didn�t ask for your help,�
�I still helped you out for
your date,�
�For the last
time � it. Is. Not. A. Date,� I growled through gritted teeth.
Xiaoyu waved her hand in a
dismissive manner, �You can thank me by telling me everything afterwards,�
I blew out a heavy breath, once again defeated,
�Whatever. I need to leave so I can meet Jin at the train station,�
Is this a
date?
The thought suddenly hit me as I sat on the train,
waiting for the other passengers to mount inside too.
I mean, we�re
a boy and girl who are good friends, meeting eachother outside of school.
Friends meet up, but�
Well, it�s not
like he�s buying me lunch or anything, otherwise that would be a date.
Xiao was wrong
� this isn�t a date. It�s just two friends visiting an exhibit together. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides, I�m in a relationship.
No, this isn�t
a date. Even if it does remind me of the first episode of
Tokyo Mew Mew.
Stop it, stop
it! It�s not a date!
Jin was going
with someone else, but they couldn�t make it, so he asked me instead � his
friend.
Friends. We�re just friends.
Then why am I
checking out my reflection in the window?
Startled, I blinked at my reflection - my
fingertips were running through my hair as my other hand hitched down my dress.
What the hell
am I doing?! This isn�t a date! Why should I care about my appearance?
I blew a harsh air out of the corner of my mouth.
Man, this is
going to be a long day�

At five to one, Jin Kazama had arrived; leaning
against the pole that hoisted the giant clock, ignoring the sniper-quick
glances and embarrassing giggles other girls as they pasted him.
Maybe he
doesn�t notice?
Before I could stop myself again, I drew my
handheld mirror for a last quick examination. A mirror didn�t have to tell me
that my cheeks were burning cherry-red.
This isn�t a
date. This is just two friends hanging out.
I packed my mirror away, straightened myself out
and marched towards him.
We�re just two
friends hanging out, not going on a date.
I was only a few yards away from him when he turned
and noticed me.
I smiled and lifted my hand in greeting, �Hey,�
He smiled in return and made his way towards me,
�Hello. Did you have any trouble getting here?�
I shook my head, �No, it was fine. Did you get your
errands done OK?�
�Yeah, thanks,� he lifted his eyes away from me to
glance at the clock so I inspected his ensemble. He was dressed in a thin,
white shirt, a black leather jacket and black drainpipe trousers. He looks a bit like Zac Efron from 17 Again.
I mentally slapped myself. How can I say
that?
�Shall we go?�
I could feel every inch of my skin from my neck up
to my hairline heat up with a red blush, �Sure, let�s go,�
I ignored the burning, death glares from jealous
eyes as we exited the building.
It only took a five minute walk to get to the
museum and another five minutes to join the queue, walk through the scanner and
enter the exhibit.
It wasn�t particularly busy, which made me a little
sad � this was a serious issue that people should take notice of. I recognized
a few students from school and other locals, but I guess the majority of people
must have known who Jin was because they kept staring and moving out of his way
wherever he moved, reminding me of the story of Moses and the Red Sea.
What the hell
is their problem? Are they acting like this because he�s the grandson of
Heihachi? Geez�
The exhibit itself to me was really interesting �
more than I thought it would be. It was informative and, in a way,
heartbreaking. I guessed I had a good knowledge of extinct animals and the
damaged environment, but I was proved wrong.
�Ah, I never knew how many animals are truly
endangered,� I commented, reading the leaflet I picked up at the entrance, �It
says here that one thousand, one hundred and forty-one of the five thousand,
four hundred and eighty-seven mammals on Earth are threatened with extinction.
That�s so sad,�
Jin aligned up to full height but he was focused on
the display, �It doesn�t really surprise me. We humans are selfish and
destructive. With the revolution of the technology, it makes it easier for us
to destroy whatever is in our way � whether it be cutting down the trees in the
forests, polluting the oceans with chemicals or killing animals for food or
medicine. We believe that animals do not have any rights, but they live and
breathe the same way we do. It�s their callous ignorance that clouds the truth.
That�s why I want to help make a difference � whether it be myself or with
other people,�
Wow,
that�s�amazing. He sounds so passionate, so determined, so�
I shook my head clear. No, don�t do there again!
�It�s hard to believe that humans can cause so much
damage, especially to something so beautiful and
amazing as Earth,�
�Yeah. But we can also try to stop the damage we cause,�
�It�s a shame we can�t reverse it all together,�
�Maybe with time and technology, we can,�
�But what about all those
ignorant people?�
�Hopefully the message will get through to enough
people to make a difference,�
�I hope so,�
Jin smiled genuinely and gently gripped my
shoulder, making my knees turn into Jell-O and my insides into mush, �Have
faith,�
�I have a few environmental books back at the
Mansion for you want to borrow them,� Jin offered as I paid for my book in the
gift shop. It was written by a photographer and contained many of his photos of
near-extinct animals.
�Thanks, I may take you up on that offer,� I took
my bag and wandered back outside with Jin.
I quickly checked my cell for the time. It was
about three o�clock � we had been at the exhibit for about two hours! Not to
mention, I had dozens of text messages from Xiao, probably asking how my �date�
was going. I also had one from Ryo, telling me he would call me later.
Shit.
�Have you had anything to eat this afternoon?�
Does a
chocolate bar count as I was waiting for the train? �No,�
�Let me buy you a late lunch then,�
This is bad!
He�s buying me food! This is a date! �Oh no, it�s fine-,�
�Please, I insist. My way of saying �thank-you� for
coming with me today,�
Well, if you
put it that way� �O-OK then,�
�Ramen sound good to you?�
�Yeah,�
�So, did you enjoy the exhibit?� Jin enquired as we
sat down in Ippudo, flipping through the menus.
I nodded, smiling animatedly, �Yeah. I thought I
knew quite a lot about the environment, but the exhibit was very helpful. When
I get home, I think I�ll follow some of the tips,�
Jin smiled back, positivity gracing his features,
�I�m glad. I was hoping you would understand the exhibit the same way I would,�
�I guess you were right about me � growing up
around forests made me realise how important the
Earth truly is. Like you, I want to fight for it now,�
�I�m glad to hear it,�
Quietness stretched over us as we looked over the
menus, contemplating on what to eat.
�I-,�
�Wh-,�
We both laughed under our breaths from speaking at
the same time.
�What were you going to say?�
�No, it�s OK, you go first,�
�No, you go first,�
�It�s fine,�
�Well, I-,�
�Hi there, are you both ready to order?� the
waitress interrupted, her eyes only seeing Jin and only him, nobody else.
I rolled my eyes. Man, they�re always like this. I kinda understand why, but�
�Akira, do you know what you want?�
A gentleman, as always. �Yeah. May I have the Takayama
ramen with a lemonade please?�
The waitress scribbled down my order without
looking at me again and turned to Jin, flicking her hair over her shoulder and
batting her eyelashes at him, �And you, sir? What would you like to order?�
�I would like the Zaru
ramen with a mineral water please,�
�Certainly, sir,� she removed the menus from our
table, �Your meals will be with you shortly,� she bowed, swaggered off, casting
a look over her shoulder at Jin with keen eyes to see if Jin was following her
with his own eyes. Instead, he looked straight at me.
�So, what were you saying before we were
disturbed?� Jin asked.
I wiggled a bit, trying to ease the uncomfortableness of my kneeling position, �Well, I�I was
just wondering what you�re plans were for after we graduate,�
�I plan to attend University to continue to study
Environmental Health while I continue to learn my grandfather�s business,�
Jin�s the
apprentice to Heihachi Mishima so he can take over the Mishima Zaibatsu? �Which University would you like to study at?�
�Perhaps the University of Tokyo, or maybe Tokyo
University of Science,�
I nodded. The most elite universities, what a surprise. �What will you do with your degree?�
�I want to become an environmental lawyer.
Hopefully I can work on trying to save the planet while working with my
grandfather,�
Geez, that�s
one way to put yourself into an early grave.
The waitress returned with our drinks, completely
ignoring me yet again but she leaned over the table as she placed down Jin�s
drink a little bit too much, trying to show off her cleavage but Jin paid no
attention, �What about you? What are your plans after high school?�
�Me?� I swallowed my mouthful of my fizzy drink and
watched the waitress saunter away before turning back to Jin, �I never really
had an idea about my future, but�,�
It was true. When I entered high school, I didn�t
decide what I wanted to do when I left like most people had. I thought that as
long as I did well, got good grades and had a part-time job to fall back on, I
would eventually discover what I wanted to do. But I didn�t.
Until a few weeks ago.
I gave it a lot of thought � it seemed like a good
idea, but was it logical?
�But what?� Jin urged.
�Well�something made me change my mind. I think I
know what I want to do�,�
I can�t tell
him�
�What is it?�
I haven�t discussed
it with Mom, or Ryo, or anyone�
�If I tell you, will you promise not to laugh at me
or anything?�
�Of course not,�
�Well, er�you see�,� Just tell him! He can tell you if it is or is not a good idea.
�Ever since my father died a few months ago, the police in England and here
haven�t made any new developments in his case, so I was thinking�maybe I should
become a detective to help out his case,�
Jin nodded, looking slightly dazed.
I continued, �I mean, I could go to university and
study Law and Criminology, then when I get my degree I can enroll in the police
academy to get training, become a uniformed police officer for a few months
before I take the detective exam,� I waited for Jin to say something � to
encourage me, or dishearten me, or have no opinion at all � but for a while, he
didn�t say anything. �Well, it�s just an idea anyway,� I couldn�t help but let
my disappointment bled into the tone of my voice. I knew it wasn�t a good idea. I guess I�ll have to come up with a
better idea after I�ve finished school.
�Akira,� Jin called me gently, but I didn�t look
up. I knew what he was going to say � it was a bad idea and that I shouldn�t do
it. The police would sort out my father�s case sooner rather than later.
When I didn�t meet his eyes, he lightly rested his
hand on mine, �Akira, look at me,�
I obligatorily made myself lift my eyes to link our
eyes and was astonished to see Jin smiling at me like before, �Akira, I think
it�s a great idea,�
�You�do?�
Jin nodded, �I�m sure your father would be proud of
you for thinking that way, and I�m sure you can achieve your dream,�
�Even with my grades?�
�Of course you will � you always come out on top
when the report cards are issued,� he skated his thumb
across the back of my hand, making me feel warm, �I believe in you,�
Tears almost sprang from my eyes, �Thank-you, Jin,�
Then the damn waitress came in, ruining our
�moment�. Jin rapidly detached his hand from mine, but the waitress had already
noticed � I could tell because she gave me a livid, bitter glare, almost as if
she was saying �You�re with him? Really?�
as she practically slammed my plate in right of me.
There�s no
need to be mad, we�re not a real couple � just good friends like I keep telling
everyone else.
�Here you go,� she slid Jin�s plate infront of him
but didn�t smile at him like before. Guess she was mad at the both of us, �If
there is anything else I can help you with, please let me know,� and in a
flurry, she was gone.
Acting like nothing happened, I pulled my wooden
chopsticks apart and clasped my hands together, �Itadakimasu!�
Jin copied my actions
and began to eat. I arched an eyebrow at his meal.
�Did they get your
meal right?�
�Yes. Why do you ask?�
I swallowed a mouthful
of noodles, �There�s no meat with your ramen,�
�I don�t eat meat,�
I tittered, �You�re a
vegetarian,� Of course he is � saviour of planet Earth!
�Yeah,�
�Since you were a
kid?�
�Yes, my mother was
one too,�
�I guess your mother would approve of your dream of
becoming an environmental lawyer,�
Jin nodded, �I would hope so. My mother had always
believed that the Earth was so precious, something to protect, so I adapted her
beliefs too,�
Understandable, seeing as she raised him alone, �You never really talk about your life with Jun, apart from the other
children avoiding you. Tell me about it,�
�Mother and I lived in the forests of Yakushima �
you would love them. They�re filled with stunning forests and really clean
water. We lived in a small cabin out there and when we needed supplies, we
would walk into the town square. It�s such a peaceful, beautiful island. Then
when I turned twelve, we moved here and lived in another cabin, until�,�
Don�t think
about Toshin, please. I know how much it pains you. �How did you learn to play piano then?�
�I had lessons once a week with
the owner of the local music shop. I started learning when I was about
five or six,�
�You didn�t go to school or anything?�
�No, my mother educated me, as well as taught me
how to fight,�
�I�m a little jealous; it sounds like a nice life.
It reminds me of the holiday we take every year � my grandparents moved to
Maebashi in Gunma when me and Hana were really small,
so we use to go out there once a year during the summer holidays to help them
out with their farm and chores. It�s always so much fun. You would definitely
like it,�
Jin nodded, �It does sound nice,�
I get the
feeling Jin�s not telling me something about his past. Something he wants to
hide.
Something I
want to find out.
I decided to go back to the Mishima Mansion with
Jin � no doubt Xiao wanted to know everything
from our �date� I guessed from my twenty text messages she left me. Jin got a
limo to pick us up.
Lee was in the living room when I arrived, watching
some sort of soap opera on the (around fifty inch) plasma TV mounted on the
wall. When he heard Jin shuffle in, he shut it off and greeted as both.
�Jin, Akira, what a pleasant surprise. I wasn�t
expecting you both to be here and so
early after your date,�
My entire face reddened as if I had been sunburnt,
�It wasn�t a date!�
�Oh? What would you call it then, Akira-san?�
�It was just two friends hanging out,� I spun round
to Jin, �Right?�
His cheeks coloured a
little, �O-Of course,�
Why is he
acting like that? I huffed and made my way to
the stairs, �I�ll going to go and find Xiaoyu,�
Xiaoyu must have known I was here because when I
was about to knock on her bedroom door, it flew wide open.
�There you are!� she exclaimed, �Did you get any of
my messages?�
�Of course I did!� I stormed in and threw myself
onto her bed, alarming Panda (Xiao�s new bodyguard who was actually a panda)
who was nestled between the wall and the bed, �I got all twenty-two of them!�
Xiaoyu tilted her head at me and closed the door, �What�s
wrong? You shouldn�t be in a bad mood,�
I hugged Xiao pink, fluffy cushion to my chest,
squeezing it tightly, �It�s all Lee-san�s fault,�
�How? What did he do?� she took a seat next to me, sitting
Indian style.
�When me and Jin walked
in, he too said we were on a �date�. I don�t understand why everyone keeps
saying that � we�re just friends and I�m in a relationship with Ryo-kun,�
Xiaoyu tapped the back of my neck, �I�m sure Lee
was just teasing you, like I was earlier,�
Of course you
were. I stroked Panda�s nose to calm me down, �I guess
so,�
�So? How did it go? Your,
er, outing with Jin?�
�It was good, thanks. It was really interesting,�
Xiaoyu bent an eyebrow intriguingly, �So, any dirt
to spill?�
�I think you mean �any dirt to dish out?� or �any
beans to spills?�. I don�t know,�
�Akira!�
�What do you mean?�
�C�mon, I was counting on you!�
�For what?�
�To get Jin to tell you things like his favourite colour, what he likes to eat, you know, things like that!�
�You�re the one who lives with him! You should be
able to find out me than me!�
�Are you kidding me? I rarely get the chance speak
to him � he�s either at school, with Grandpa Heihachi or walking the forests by
himself!�
�Really? That�s so strange�,�
�Jin�s a very private person � he likes to keep
himself to himself. That�s why I was hoping you could find out something about
him. He thinks very highly of you, so I thought you would be the one he would
talk to,�
He thinks
highly of me? I know he talks to me more than anyone, but I don�t understand
why � does he feel more comfortable around me because of what happened before
he started Mishima High? Because I was the first true friend he made?
But it�s
strange that Xiaoyu doesn�t really know anything about him, especially seeing
as they live under the same roof. I wonder why that is?
�So?� Xiaoyu urged as I remained silent, �Did you
find anything out?�
I assume that
Xiao knows absolutely nothing � his time in Yakushima, the child avoiding him, Toshin�s attack, the Mishima Gene. What should I tell her?
�Well�he didn�t tell me much. He spoke more about
his future than his past,�
�That�s something to go on � what did he say?� she
asked eagerly.
�That he wants to enroll into university when he
graduates so he can become an environmental lawyer and work alongside Heihachi,�
�Wow, that sounds amazing!�
Xiaoyu entered full fan girl mode: big, sparkly eyes; blushes cheeks and the �admirable
pose�. If this was an anime, she�s have the pink, soft flower background and
that stupid tinkling music, �Of course Jin would aim for something so great! He�s
so cool!�
Not you too,
Xiao. I gaze at Panda for an explanation, but she merely
growls and jerks her head as if she�s shrugging.
�So, what else, what else?� she looks so happy,
excited and expectant.
I shrug and hold up my hands, �That�s it. That�s
all he told me about himself,� He�s told
me more, but I can�t tell you � I promised I wouldn�t.
�That�s it?�
I nodded.
�I see! Jin just wants to keep up his dark and
mysterious image � it only makes him more desirable!�
Oh please, I smack my forehead with my hand.
�Akira, please!� Xiaoyu seized my hand and looked
at me with huge, pleading eyes, �You have to help me! I know a way we can find
out more about Jin!�
I don�t like
the sound of this�but I want to find out more about Jin too, �How?�
�Grandpa Heihachi has files on all his students at
Mishima High. If we can get onto his office computer, he can take a look at Jin�s
file! The file will have everything
about Jin,�
I really don�t
like the sound of this � she sounds like a crazy stalker and now she�s dragging
me into it too! �How do we do that? Heihachi�s
usually in his office all school hours, and I bet he has it a password-enquired
entry,�
�This is where I come in � Grandpa Heihachi has
kept nagging me about taking an Open Day at Mishima High so I know what to
expect after I finish junior high. If I tell him I want a tour of Mishima High,
he�ll definitely come with me to show me around, so that gives us a chance to
look through his files,�
�Us�? Great, now I�m definitely getting involved! �But, what about passwords and things like that? How can we gain access
through the computer if we don�t know his passwords?� Now I�m using �we�! Snap out of it, Akira!
Xiaoyu winked at me, �Don�t
worry! Leave it to me!�
This is bad � how can I be thinking like this? �What part do I play then?�
�While I�m busy with Heihachi,
you can sneak into his office and look at his computer,�
What?! No, no, no, no, no, NO! No way! I�ll get in big, big trouble if I do
this!
�So, are you in?�
Most definitely not! �Sure, you can count me in,� What did I just say?!
�Thank-you, Akira!� Xiao threw
her arms around me.
Am I out of my mind? I swear I�ve turned completely crazy over the past
couple of days! But, this may clear up some of the confusion I�ve had about Jin
and his �Mishima Gene�. I�ll give it one last try � if
we don�t discover anything, then I�ll just leave it. Forever.
�Alright, the plan will
commence next Tuesday!�
�Xiao, you�ve been planning
this for a while, haven�t you?�
After I said goodbye to Xiao,
Lee and Jin (I thanked him for the exhibit and late lunch too), I was going home
when Ryo phoned me.
�Yo, how did everything go?�
�I had a nice time, thanks.
The exhibit was cool,�
�I�m glad to hear it,�
�But�um, well�Jin did treat me
lunch,�
�That was a nice thing for him to do,�
�Wait, you�re not mad?�
�No. Why would I be mad?�
�Because�well, it seems like a
couplely thing to do, you know?�
�Akira, I know you would never do that to me � you love me too much to
hurt me. I understand that Jin gets on better with you; after all you meet him
before any of us did. You two are just good friends, that�s all,�
I breathed a sigh of relief, �Thank
goodness. I�m glad you understand. And I�m glad you heard it from me first and
not someone else � I�m sure they would have seen it differently,�
�I trust you, Akira-chan. And I love you too much to let you go now,�
I�m doing this for Xiaoyu, not for me. I�m doing this for Xiaoyu, not for
me, I repeated in my head on Tuesday morning as I
made my way to the library for study hall.
Xiao had texted me earlier to
confirm that the plan was underway, so I made it look like I was going to the
library, but in reality I was going to the girls bathroom near Heihachi�s
office. Last night, Xiao called me to confirm Heihachi was personally giving
her a tour of the school and to go over the plan.
Step 1: Find the girls
bathroom near Heihachi�s office and hide out there until Xiaoyu left with
Heihachi for the tour.
Step 2: Try and slip past his PA
(if she�s not there) OR make up an excuse to wait in Heihachi�s office.
Step 3: Locate Heihachi�s
computer and, using the passwords Xiaoyu gave me (I still have no idea how she
got them, but I thought best not to ask her) gain access to the mainstream.
Step 4: Locate Jin�s student
file and print out a copy.
Easy, right? Wrong! If I get caught, I could be in big trouble, and
seeing as I�ve already been in trouble before (back when my dad died, you
remember, right?), the punishment could be even worse than it would have been.
Xiaoyu owes me BIG TIME for this!
I located the girls� toilets
and ducked inside, texting Xiao that I had completed my part of Step 1. I hid
inside a stall just in case, but by the time Xiao text me to let me know she
and Heihachi were on their way out of the office, no-one had come in. I headed
for the door but leaned my torso out, peering around the doorframe so Heihachi�s
office was in my line of sight. I waited for a while, my eyes trained on the
door, until it opened. I bowed back, making sure Heihachi wouldn�t catch a
glimpse of me, but Xiaoyu kept him occupied.
�Grandpa Heihachi! I have
already heard so many great things about this school! Where shall we head to
first?�
I heard Heihachi release a
booming laugh, �Yes, it is true. First, I shall take you to the kumis before
taking you to the Maths department,�
�The Maths department? You cannot be serious Grandpa Heihachi!� Xiaoyu wailed like a small child
as they disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
I postponed any moment until I
was sure they gone and not coming back and, as casually as I could, I advanced
towards Heihachi�s office. When I reached the door, I inspected Ms. Nakagawa�s
desk through the small window only to discover she wasn�t there.
Yes, fate must be on our � wait � I mean Xiao�s side!
I opened the door; let myself
in but when I reached Heihachi�s office door, I heard a voice behind me.
�Excuse me, what do you think
you�re doing?�
I whipped around. Shit, it�s Ms. Nakagawa! I�m in trouble!
I couldn�t answer her at
first, so she questioned me again, both hands on her hips, �What do you think
you�re doing?�
�Er�,� C�mon, think! Think! �Well, you see, I�m�Mr. Mishima invited me to have
breakfast with him,� Good thinking! Lots
of students get invited to have breakfast with him every morning, �You
weren�t here, so I thought I�d let myself in. Sorry,�
Ms. Nakagawa relaxed a little,
but still looked pissed off at me, �I�m afraid Mr. Mishima has stepped out to
give a promising student a tour of the school,�
�Is it alright if I wait in
his office then? Mr. Mishima made it clear that he urgently what to speak with
me about something,� When did I become
such a good liar?
Ms. Nakagawa sighed but sat
down behind her desk, �Alright,�
I nodded in thanks and slipped
into his office.
Step 2 complete!
The office wasn�t as big as I
thought it would be � it was certainly smaller than any of my classrooms. In
front of me, a couch was situated on a colourful rug,
with two leather seats opposite it and a
rectangle-shaped wooden table flanking inbetween them, in the middle. Along the
wall opposite me, a few cabinets and a bookcase stacked with papers, a small
shrine and books were lined up against it. A large photograph of Heihachi hung
above the bookcase near the window. �Beside
me there was a shorter but longer bookcase that was adorned by a black horse
statue, a brown bear statue, a vase with yellow and pink lipped tulips and a
photo of Kuma (Heihachi�s bodyguard who also happened to be a bear). The
Japanese proverb �Better than a thousand days of diligent study is one day with
a great teacher� was framed on the wall. Next to the window at the far end of
the room, was Heihachi�s mahogany desk.
And his
computer.
Setting my school bag on one
of the leather seats, I paced over to it and waved the mouse so it would switch
back on.
Yes!
Heihachi had left his computer
on but had logged out. Xiao had already thought ahead, so I plucked my phone
from my pocket and opened the text message she had sent me containing the
passwords.

Username:
HMishima
Password:
77915040

I typed them in, hit the �enter�
button and internally had my fingers crossed that this would succeed. And it
did.
Yes, I�m the mainframe! Step 3 complete!
After exploring the whole of
Heihachi�s computer, I managed to find the student files and discovered Jin�s.
Kazama Jin (風間仁)
Full name: Jin Kazama
Sex: Male
Nationality: Japanese
Date of birth: 18-09-95 (18^th September 1995)
Place of birth: Onoaida, Yakushima, Japan
Blood type: AB
Height: 186cm/ 6�2�
Weight: 75kg/ 165lbs
Occupation: Mishima Polytechnical School
student (Grade 1) and martial artist
Fighting style: Kazama-ryuu Kobujutsu
(Kazama Style Traditional Martial Arts/ Kazama-Style Self Defence) and Mishima-ryuu Kobujutsu (Mishima Style
Fighting Karate)
Family: Jun Kazama
(Mother, deceased)
Kazuya
Mishima (Father, deceased)
Heihachi
Mishima (Paternal Grandfather)
Kazume Mishima (Paternal Grandmother, deceased)
Lee Chaolan
(Adoptive Uncle)
Background: Was raised in Yakushima by his mother, alone. Moved to Tokyo when he turned 12 years of age. His mother
taught him Kazama-ryuu Kobujutsu.
When he turned 15 years of age, he was attacked by a creature named Toshin and his mother was killed in the process. Sought out
Heihachi Mishima, who agreed to take him in and teach him Mishima-ryuu Kobujutsu to avenge his
mother�s death. Is also currently training to become the next
Mishima heir.
Medical history: Was diagnosed with epilepsy, including tonic-clonic seizures, at the age of 4. Tends
to also suffer from migraines with aura.
Student number: 43634063
That�s it? I thought
he was hiding something from me�that there was something else. So, he�s told me
everything. In that case�I�ll drop it.
Jin told me
everything, like he said. It all makes sense. My ideas are just�crazy, insane.
Just drop it. Just drop it all.
Sadly, I texted Xiao to let her know that I had found Jin�s
file and I was printing her a copy. I couldn�t help
but feel a bit of disappointment � I had risked my neck for this, but all I
found out was that Jin had told me the truth.
I viewed Jin�s picture as I waited for the print to be
finished. The photo contained only his head and shoulders, but his face was sloping
away from the centre. His eyes were determined and his eyebrows were arched in
a way that made him seem angry, like he was full of hate.
I had never seen him like this. Although, I
couldn�t help but consider the fact that Jin looked more Kazuya than I had ever
seen him before.
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