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Chapter Summary: Akira struggles to sleep with all the problems
weighting on her mind and makes a final decision to hopefully end it all.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If
you steal, be prepared to suffer.
Notes: Long time, no see, yet again! Been busy enjoying
summer, revision and working on resubmissions! Trying to update as much as
possible and it’ll be different after August.
Chapter 27 – Hajimeru Deshou! will be up soon!
A Tekken Story: Through the
I'm wide awake
Yeah, I was in the dark
I was falling hard
With an open heart
I'm wide awake
How did I read the stars so wrong?
I'm wide awake
And now it's clear to me
That everything you see
Ain't always what it seems
I'm wide awake
Yeah, I was dreaming for so long
I wish I knew then
What I know now
Wouldn't dive in
Wouldn't bow down
Gravity hurts
You made it so sweet
Till I woke up on
On the concrete
Falling from cloud nine
Crashing from the high
I'm letting go tonight
Yeah, I'm falling from cloud nine
“Wide Awake” – Katy Perry
Chapter 26 – Wide Awake
Once again, I cannot sleep. It’s almost a usual
routine for me now – after I say goodnight to my family, I read, I watch a
movie and/or TV, I play a video game, but my brain seems to have lost it’s
‘off’ button. It’s been like this for the past five days and I dislike it a
lot.
It’s been four days since Jin and Sakura went
public with their relationship. The following day after the ball, they both
strolled in, clutching hands and announced they were an item at morning break.
By lunch time, the whole school was buzzing with the news. Of course, all of
Jin’s ‘fangirls’ were broken hearted and burning with a new type of raging loathing
for Sakura. Ichigo joked that it became the ‘Jin’s fangirls/Sakura’s enemies
club’.
Satomi was at a complete loss when we found out (or
rather they did). It was unneeded to know there was still no love lost between
Satomi and Sakura. They are civil towards eachother, but once one or both their
backs are turned, I hear never-ending bitching and insults. It’s boring.
“Why the hell would he want to date her?” Satomi spat in Government and Law,
“He could do – no, he deserves so
much better than that…that…that…witch!”
I should have defended Sakura when I really wanted
to agree with Satomi but I kept my mouth shut like I always do.
Since the ball and their publication of their
relationship, I haven’t stopped thinking about them, nor have I mustered up the
happiness I ought to feel for them.
Argh, this is
hurting my head. I’m going for a walk.
Bearing in mind it was 02:42 in the morning,
bucketing down with rain and rumbling with thunder, I went anyway. I needed to
get away and clear my head.
Slipping on an old, baggy hoodie, my rain-boots and
my dome umbrella, I crept out the house noiselessly.
Why can’t I be
happy for Sakura and Jin? My two best friends together…that
should make me happy. Why?
Is it because
I’m in love with Jin? I understand that, but surely if he’s happy, then I
should be happy anyway? It may not be me…but if he’s happy, then I’m
happy…right?
Perhaps it’s
because I always thought Jin would ask out Tae. They seem better suited for
eachother…at least that’s my opinion.
It can’t be
because I chose to confess but didn’t get the chance to? But…if I do it, it
could ruin everything. Sakura…Ryo…
Would
should I do? Should I
tell him? Or Sakura? Or Ryo?
I can’t
guarantee that I’ll feel better if I tell Jin…
And Sakura will
scratch my eyes out with her manicured nails if I tell her…
Ryo will just be
upset, he wouldn’t be able to let it go if I him.
Having no sense of where I was walking, I dwelled
on a street corner.
No, I shouldn’t
tell anyone.
I sighed. I would be breaking my promise to Ryo…
“Akira, will you
promise me something?”
“Of course I
will. What is it?”
“Just promise me
that whatever is on your mind, you’ll tell me from now on,”
“Yes,”
“I mean it
though, Akira. I want you to tell me everything…even if it hurts you or me,”
“I understand. I
promise I’ll you everything until we grow old together,”
“Thank-you,”
Sometimes, just sometimes, you have to break a
promise or two.
I hadn’t slept again last night and decided I
couldn’t be bothered to be Nice Akira, “What the hell are you doing calling me
at 6 o’clock in the morning?!”
“Idiot! I bet you forgot, didn’t you?”
“Forgot what?!”
“Yoga class. It’s Saturday, remember?”
Without sleeping, I seemed to have forgotten what
day it was.
Argh, yoga class with Sakura was not something I did
not want to face today.
“I knew it!
You forgot! How the hell could you forget something that we do every week?”
“Shut up! I haven’t been feeling like myself this
week,”
“Yeah, Jin
mentioned something like that. What is it? Finals? Ryo?”
Crap, “I guess
finals stress is getting to me. I hate it,”
“Tell me
about it! All the teachers are expecting us to be miracle workers or something!”
“Yeah, it’s…horrible,” Man, I can’t believe this.
“You should
come to yoga; it’ll help with the stress,”
“Really?”
“Of course! Mom says it helps her, hence why she’s so
pro-active,”
That explains a lot, “I don’t know…,”
“Please
Akira! I’m gonna have to lose another five pounds now that I’m dating Jin,”
I winced, “…Alright. But I will warn you, I’m not
in a very good mood at the moment,”
Sakura laughed smugly, “What else is new?”
I scampered into the room, not really looking where
I was going until a hand
clamped around my wrist and pulled me down into the floor next to them.
“You’re
on time. I’m surprised,” Sakura raised an eyebrow at me.
I
ignored her and rolled out my mat.
Ueno-sensei
beat the golden gong to indicate there would be no talking from this point
forward. After warming up my limbs, we all drew to full height, feet apart,
arms stretched above our heads and hands gripped together in the Mountain Pose.
“So, is
there trouble in paradise with you and Ryo?” Sakura whispered discreetly.
I kept
my eyes firmly on the wall to concentrate, “Of course not. What makes you say
that?”
“Jin
said that when he asked about how your relationship was going, you got very
defensive,”
I frown
and followed Sakura’s movements into the Chair Pose.
“And Ryo
mentioned to me that you two haven’t seen eachother outside of school for a
while,”
Oh, you would love that, wouldn’t you? Sakura thrives
on drama and gossip, “I’ve been busy studying and so has he. He’s in the
library when I’m not and vice versa. We haven’t had a chance to see eachother,”
“What
about after school?”
I
straightened out my back and leaned forward into the Halfway Lift Pose, “I’m
usually studying,”
“God,
you’re such a square. No wonder you and Tae get along well,” Without looking I
knew she was rolling her eyes.
The
woman infront of me turned around, put her finger to her lips and shushed us. I
bowed my head in apology but when her back was turned, Sakura stuck her tongue
out like a child.
“Akira,
you should make an effort to see Ryo during
studying, you know,”
“Why
should I make an effort? Why can’t he make an effort?” I spoke in a much
more irritated tone that I should have done.
“Oh, you
know Ryo. He hates causing trouble for other people. That’s why he hasn’t asked
you because he thinks he’ll be interrupting your studying. He knows how
important your finals are to you,”
Damn you for being his best friend before
me, “Then he should
understand that it’s only for a little while longer. Then after our exams, I’ll make more of an effort,”
Sakura
shrugged, reached down to rest her fingers on the mat into the Forward Roll
Pose, “Suit yourself,”
God, she is making me really angry, “Do you follow your own advice then?”
Sakura
unnoticed the glare from the teenager beside her, “You mean see Jin outside of
school and studying? Sure,”
“Oh,
how to do that then?”
“I do
all of my studying at school, that way I have after-hours to do whatever I
want,”
Bitch.
Thinks she doesn’t have to do any work to pass in life…It must be nice to think
that way.
“Of course I spend time with Jin, at least
when I’m not fighting with that stupid little Chinese girl,”
Huh?
Does she mean Xiaoyu? “Are
you talking about the girl Heihachi adopted, Ling Xiaoyu?”
“Yes,” I swear I almost saw Sakura snarl.
“Why are you two fighting?” I put all my
body weight onto my hands as we overextended out into the Plank Pose.
“When Jin and I told Heihachi, Lee and…that girl about our relationship, she
asked if we could have a private word. Wanting to make Jin happy, I said yes so
I followed her up to her room. As soon as the door closed, she started shouting
at me, screaming in my face about how she loves Jin, that she’s the only one
who can be with him and that I’m no good for him,”
What
is she saying? I was at a
loss. Would Xiao really say something like that? No way. I know she attacked
me, but I don’t think she would ever start a screaming match with Sakura.
Sakura continued, “I got angry so I shouted
back at her. She told me I would never make him happy. So I told her to get
lost, butt of Jin’s business. I’m with him now, so I did want her to go
anywhere near him,”
“But isn’t that kind of impossible seeing
as they’re living together?”
Sakura elongated her left leg up, “That’s
why we meet at my house now. I don’t like him being near her,”
“Have you told him?”
“No. I don’t want to upset him with me
falling out with his friend,”
“I see,”
Really
though? Would Xiao really say that?
“You’re the only one who can make him
happy. And if he’s happy…then I’m happy too,”
Sakura
is known to lie sometimes, but why would she lie about this? Because
she’s jealous Xiao’s attachment to Jin?
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” I bent my left leg to spare my body
weight and hard-pressed my other leg into the Lunge Pose.
“I know you and Jin are good friends, and I
completely respect that but…would you mind not visiting him at the mansion for a
while? It’s only because our relationship is new and I’m in that insanely
jealous stage. Maybe in a few months I’ll be OK, but would you mind for the
time being?”
Yes, I think Sakura is completely capable of lying about something like this.
“Would you mind if I visited Xiao?”
Inside, I chuckled gleefully.
Sakura narrowed her eyes at the MintI didn’t bat an eyelash and regarded her normal
mixed berries and cream order, “Yes. I’m not on a diet,”
Sakura flourished her hand towards me,
“Whatever. You if die from cholesterol or diabetes, don’t blame me,”
Trust
me, I won’t.
“Dad’s picking me up,” Sakura told me when
we left the store, “Would you like him to drive you home too?”
“No. I’m going to run some errands,” I
lied. Being with Sakura for another five minutes would surely kill me or make
me insane enough to kill her.
“You’re going to run some errands in your
yoga clothes?” Another eyebrow rise. What a surprise.
I shrugged, “I might as well, I’m here now,”
“It’s your choice,”
Damn
right it is! I won’t allow you to dictate how I should live my life.
“Oh, before you go, I need to tell you something!”
Great. I took a
spoonful of my frozen yoghurt to aid me.
“My parents are travelling
to Yokohama this afternoon and won’t be back until Monday evening so I’m having
a party tonight. Please come!”
Double great. “I don’t know, Sakura…I’m pretty tired…,”
“Ryo
wants to go and you know he won’t go without you,”
“I’ll
talk to him about it,” Triple-fucking-great.
“Great!
Hopefully see you tonight! Bye!” she waved and hopped off in the opposite
direction. I didn’t even bother saying goodbye.
Great, now I’m in an even fouler better
than I was before. I’m not surprise though with Sakura’s company.
I
deposited an extra-large dollop of frozen yoghurt into my mind and regretted
it. Ow, sensitive teeth AND brain freeze!
Not good, not good!
After I
had endured the ache of my delicious snack, my phone started to ring in my bag.
I groped around in my handbag (I had a lot of important stuff in there!) and
answered it without checking the ID.
“Hello?”
I tucked my phone between my ear and shoulder as I zipped up my bag and
balanced my frozen yoghurt.
“Akira,” I distinguished Ryo’s voice
straightaway.
I
faltered for a second or two. Ryo and I hadn’t really spoken outside of school
for a while now and I knew that I had been doing it on purpose.
“Hello?”
“Hey,
what’s up?” my voice was breathy.
“I was thinking about you so I thought I’d
call you,”
You were thinking about me at 8 o’clock in
the morning? No doubt
Sakura put him up to this after we separated.
“Oh, is
that so?” Man, when did I feel so awkward speaking to boyfriend of nearly two
years?
“Yeah. I was wondering if you had
any plans for today?”
Dismay
hit my stomach like a full-powered punch. I
shouldn’t be feeling this way, this isn’t good.
“Uh
well, I just left my yoga class with Sakura so I’m going to run a few errands
out here then go home to study,”
“Oh, I see. Do you think you could spare an
hour or two today?”
Inside I
made a noise of wavering – I didn’t want to disappoint Ryo yet I didn’t want to
face him. At least, not yet.
“I don’t
know, Ryo…,” God, I should just hang up!
“I don’t think your studies will suffer too
much for an hour or so. C’mon Akira, we haven’t seen eachother for ages,”
“We saw
eachother at school yesterday,” I bit back, trying to keep the anger from my
voice. I feel like he’s getting needy,
and it’s annoying me.
“You know what I mean, Akira. We haven’t gone
on a date for a month now. I want to see you outside of school as well as
inside,”
My anger
fared from him keeping count but I squashed it down. Before I knew, words I
wasn’t even thinking about burst out, “I don’t know if I can make time if I’m
going to go to Sakura’s party tonight,”
Oh shit. I didn’t mean to say that! Too late – I couldn’t take back the words.
“Wait, you’re going?”
Shit, shit, shit! “Er, yes,”
“Where you planning on telling me?”
“Yeah,
when I got home,” Now I’m trapped.
“Are you sure you want to go?”
My chance to weasel out of it! “I haven’t got a choice when it comes to
Sakura, have I?”
“No, I guess not. How about I come pick you
up? We can walk there together,”
“Sounds
good,”
“Does quarter to eight work?”
“Perfect,”
“Great! I’ll see you then. Love you,”
My
throat involuntarily closed but forced myself, “Me too,” OK, I didn’t say it back completely but…
…That’s all I could manage.
I“What do
you think?” I asked, doing the mandatory twirl.
Ryo, who
was dressed in a red and blue striped polo shirt; beige three-quarter length
chinos and red lace-up plimsolls, nodded and grinned, “You look great,”
“Will it
be OK for the party?” he understood how judgemental Sakura could.
“Akira,
you could turn up in a potato sack and still look amazing,”
Suddenly,
old-me flickered through as I giggled, “Good job Mom buys our potatoes from the
supermarket,”
I rolled
my eyes at the memory of Gaku’s party back when I was
in ‘bitch mode’ (Sakura’s words, no-one else’s. That’s probably obvious
though), “Me too. I guess it’s because it’s Sakura and we all know what a
goody-goody she can be,” I jested.
Even if
I had been a stranger, I would have known there was a party going on – it could
be heard from at least five blocks
away. The door wasn’t open we arrived so Ryo knocked instead. We were stood for
a few minutes and hadn’t been let in.
“You’d
probably get her attention better than me, sucker puncher,” he indicated the
door and allowed me to bang on the door with my knuckles.
What has gotten into me tonight? It’s like
it’s the old days…like nothing’s ever happened.
My
thoughts were disbanded when Sakura opened the door for us, “Oh hey, guys! I
was being to think you weren’t going to show!”
Oh…my…God…
She was
wearing a tomato-red off the shoulder bodycon dress
that rested above her knees and clung to her body like a second skin. Even
though Sakura had a ‘killer’ body (once again, her own words), she had always
struggled with five extra pounds (as she had mentioned before) that seemed to
stay in her middle. She kept it hidden with her clothes, both school and
non-school, but it was largely (no pun intended) evident in that dress. The
shoes didn’t help much either: heavy platform heels (she was nearly as tall as
Ryo) with a golden buckle on each strap.
Oh dear…
She bent
down (with no grace or caution) to hug us both and ushered us in, “Come in,
come in! The party’s only just started!”
Before stepping
inside, Ryo and I couldn’t help out look at eachother as Sakura swayed off in surprise,
despair and shock.
None of the
lights had been turned on in Sakura’s large and glamorous house. The only
visual lights we had were the rotating rave lights bunched together in various
corners of rooms and few large glittering disco balls hanging from the ceiling.
In the living room, Aida Firu, who is in my music
class was on a multi-lit platform, twiddling and scratching CDs through his DJ
set, occasionally pumping his fist or banging his head in time with the techno
beats. I noted as I scanned the room and Ryo hung up both our jackets that
Sakura seemed to have invited everyone in our grade at school (minus Mabuchi, Leiko and the others), over half of which she didn’t even talk
to. What a surprise.
“What would
you like to drink?” Sakura shouted in my ear.
I shrugged, “Whatever,”
“One Hoppy
Black and Cherry Ramune coming up,” she scuttled away
towards the overtly big kitchen.
I blinked
after her. She bought Hoppy for the party? I know it’s a non-alcoholic beer,
but still. What the hell?
When Ryo
came back, his eyebrows shot up, “I wasn’t expecting something like this from
Sakura,”
I shook my
head, still scanning the chatting, dancing, generally having fun crowds, “Me
neither. She’s even got Hoppy,”
Ryo’s
eyebrows shot up even higher, “Geez,”
“Hey, can
you see Satomi, Tae or Ichigo? I can’t see them,”
Ryo perused
through the hordes too but shook his head, “No, I can’t either. That’s strange
because Sakura told me she had invited everyone from our grade…and some more by
the looks of it,”
On cue,
Sakura returned with our drinks. Ryo didn’t say anything when she pushed the
Hoppy into his hand but didn’t take a sip straightaway either.
“So, what do
you think? Party of the year, right?” she smiled arrogantly as she surveyed our
surroundings and I knew those weren’t questions.
“Where’s Satomi, Tae and Ichigo? You invited them, right?”
“Of course,”
she didn’t look at as she sucked at her straw of her Strawberry Ramune, “I sent them texts like everyone else,” She finally
turned to us and her smirk said it all, “Guess they didn’t reach them,”
I said nothing
because I knew if I did the immature retort “Liar, liar, pants on fire!”
would be let loose.
“Hey, where’s
Jin?” Ryo asked.
“Here,” said
a quiet voice.
Even with
the rapidly alternating neon-lights and thunderous melodies, I felt like I was
trapped in a frozen moment in time as everything became quiet and still.
Jin was
dressed in a navy blue shawl neck jumper that buttoned up at the side, black
flannel trousers and black leather brogue boots. Is it even legal for
someone to look that good?
“Yo, Kazama!” Ryo greeted animatedly, clapping him on the
shoulder.
“Hey, it’s
good to see you,” he turned his eyes to me, “You look lovely, Akira,”
Thank
goodness for no lights otherwise my blush would have been noticeable to not
just my friends, but everyone in my entire grade. Probably
the whole world.
“I’m glad
you came, I was hoping to talk to you,” when the words left his mouth, Sakura
give his hand a possessive tug but he ignored her.
“Oh? What
about?” my heart skipped a few beats.
“About our
training agreement,”
Ryo
sniggered beside me and curled his arm around my waist, “You want to train with
Akira-chan? It’s your funeral, dude,”
Jin laughed
in response but it didn’t reach his eyes. You’ve got that completely wrong;
I could almost hear him say in my head.
I kept myself
composed, “What about it?”
“I was
wondering if perhaps you wanted a sparring session next week after school? Just to get an idea of where to start and what to
work on,”
Oh boy, could I handle that? Well, for
the sake of my training, I was going to have to suck it up and get on with it.
“Sure. Name
the place and time,”
“School gym
on Tuesday, half-past three,”
“I’ll be
there,”
“Good,” His answer
sounded like a promise of more. Holy crap, what is he doing to me?
Sakura
stepped in, “Could you excuse us for a minute or two? Compulsory party-holder
duties,” She yanked Jin’s wrist and hauled him towards the other side of the
room.
“So, you and
Jin are training partners now?” Ryo smiled and his tone was happy, not annoyed
or jealous like I anticipated.
“Y-Yeah,”
“That’s good. At least you can carry on with your training now,”
I nodded, “Yeah,”
How the hell am I going to concrete and learn anything when spending time
alone with someone I’ve fallen in love with despite the fact that we’re both in
relationships?
A welcomed distraction
bumped into Ryo from behind, “Oh, Kikukawa-san! Akira!
I didn’t see you there!” Hirota patted Ryo on the
shoulder as an apology.
“Ah,
Sugimura-san. Are you alright?”
I blocked
out Ryo and Hirota’s engaging conversation and
followed to where Jin and Sakura had wandered off to. They were at the very far
corner of the room, shaded by darkness and the infrequent raving light. They
seemed to be in an active discussion – Sakura gave off the impression that she
was angry, with her hands on her hips and nodding her head vigorously while Jin
appeared like his usual calm and collected self.
Then out of
nowhere, Sakura grabbed Jin’s face and smashed their lips together.
An arrow
sliced through my heart. Time stood still, but not in a good way like before.
As if my sight had been sharpened, I noticed every moment they made as kissed –
the way Jin’s hands flexed on her hands as he held them, the way Sakura crawled
her fingers into his hair, the way they acted like their
were lost in their hunger for eachother.
It was
breaking my heart.
How could I go on like this? See Sakura
and Jin happy while my heart feels like it’s going to explode…hear about how their
relationship is going…acting like everything is fine. How?
It’s easy –
I can’t.
An electric
pulse filled my ears and room with a song I had heard many times before.
And get drunken off your tears
Don't you share your smile with anyone else but me
“Oh, I love this song!” Hirota clapped her hands excitedly, breaking the haze
surrounding me.
She gripped my hands, “Akira,
let’s go dance!”
I wanna crush it in my hands
Make you plead and cry as you give up all the
lies
Ryo caught my eye and
nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” she took my drink out of my hands, “Go and
enjoy yourself,”
Oh, how can you be so good to me? If you truly knew what I’ve been thinking
and feeling recently…I don’t deserve it.
I couldn’t smile, “Thanks,”
“Let’s go, Akira-san!” she
tugged me to the middle of the room, closer to Jin and Sakura.
But more than friends
Put a flame to every single word you ever said
I didn’t look at them but IBut I have to let it go.
No more cryingTo get me through
I'll keep dancing till the morning with somebody new
Tonight I'm getting over you
Listening to the lyrics, IIt’ll be like starting anew.
A new part of mine and Ryo’s
relationship was about to begin.
“Mmmm,”
I threaded my fingers through the hand over my shoulder.
“Seeing as tomorrow – or rather
today – is a new day, would you like to come over and watch Hanamizuki?”
Shit. Ryo was asking to come
over and watch one of my favourite movies. One of my favourite
romantic movies.
Since understanding my
feelings towards Jin, I’ve been avoiding all romantic aspects of life – books, mangas, films, TV shows, everything. Including Ryo and dates. It
seemed…wrong to a degree. Like I shouldn’t be allowed to.
I wrinkled my nose, “I don’t
know…,”
“Wait,” Ryo actually ceased walking
and spun around to look me square in the eye, “You don’t want to watch Hanamizuki?”
I shook my head.
“Seriously? Why?”
I shrugged, “Guess I’ve
watched it too many times. Can we watch Casshern instead?”
I made a decision that day.
I acknowledged my feelings towards Jin, but from now on, whenever I felt that
way towards Jin, I would ignore it. Hopefully in ignoring my feelings, they
would eventually disappear. I have someone – someone I’ve been dating for
nearly two years – and I was foolish for ever thinking of leaving him.
Our relationship was going
to be starting anew yet continuing on its graceful and exciting path.
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