This Can't Be Right!

It was a breezy evening, the sun was already setting. The wind swept through the short cropped hair of a certain young lady as she rode her bike swiftly through the streets of Osaka. The said girl enjoyed the feeling greatly until she heard an odd noise when she rounded a corner. Now, being the curious woman she was, she skidded to a halt and got off her bike, strolling it towards the sound. She suddenly stopped when she saw the figure of a man; he was kneeling down and seemed to be in pain, clutching his arm. He had hood on so it was hard for her to get a good look at his face. The girl knew better than to talk to strangers but she also knew that leaving a person in pain was inhumane, so she decided to offer a hand.

"Hey, are you OK? You look like you need some help. My names Asuka" said Asuka to the kneeling man. She thought best to only tell him her first name in case he really was a psycho. She held out her hand for him to take, however he didn't respond. Asuka stood, feeling a little awkward and even more curious, decided to take a step closer and continue.

"I don't think I've ever seen you around here, you must be new, but thats alright, I know this area like the back of my hand, I could take you to the closest hospital" rambled Asuka, attempting to get some kind of reaction out of the man. Whats with him, is he deaf thought Asuka but as soon as that thought came she brushed it aside when she saw him tilt his head slightly in her direction.

"Get away from me, I'm fine" a deep voice came from the man. Asuka frowned and titled her head to the side. She felt a little insulted, he could have said it in a nicer way she thought, actually scrap that, he's lying, he's clearly in pain, but why is he refusing my help? So rude and arrogant! Why should I even bother helping such a man? Inner Asuka huffed.

During Asuka's little mind rant, the man had risen from his position and turned away from her starting to walk away.

"Hey, you're clearly not 'fine', why won't you just accept my help?" fumed Asuka, annoyed with the obvious ignorance radiating from the man in front of her. She noticed his height was about 5'11" and could tell that he had a muscular build under the material of his clothes. She was about to follow him when he stopped in his track causing her to freeze. Asuka knew she was pushing her luck but her pride as a Kazama just didn't allow her to leave a person in pain to deal with it on her own right in front of her eyes. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was reminded of the stories she heard from her father about her aunt who had apparently constantly tried to help or rather free a man from his own personal hell (A/N no pun intended). Asuka now understood a little of what her aunt felt but was immediately brought back to reality when she heard the man's voice again.

"Leave. You understand nothing" his voice was cold and left Asuka feeling outraged. What the hell! Whats with the superior attitude? She knew it was best to leave him as she could tell he was man that could take care of himself but the demeaning flavour in his tone made it look as if she was dumb. She felt he was hiding something big and was clearly out of the loop, it didn't help that the intensity of her curiosity was rising.

The man continued walking away from her, but Asuka couldn't shake the feeling that this wouldn't be the last time she saw this man.

"Fine, suit yourself" yelled Asuka "prick" she whispered under her breath. She hoisted herself back on her bike. She was going in the same direction the man was walking in and just to give herself a little satisfaction, stuck her middle finger up at him behind his back until she passed him. Feeling a little lighter, she increased her speed and after a few more turns, recognised the gates to her home. She sighed in relief when she thought about snuggling in her bed.

"Tadaima" Asuka said as she walked over the Kazama threshold. She took off her shoes and lined then up amongst the other already neatly placed on the floor.

"Asuka, is that you"? a female voice called out from the lounge area.

"Hai okaasan" Asuka said as she walked into the lounge to find her mother and father sitting on the sofa watching news, something about nuclear weapons, war and laws the same thing over and over again sighed Asuka internally. "Well…not that this isn't interesting, I don't think my mind is going to process such long words at this time, so I'm going to have an early night so…" she kissed the top of her father's head and her mother's cheek "Oyasumi"

Asuka's mother smiled "Oyasumi Asuka chan".

"Oyasumi, oh and Asuka, don't forget that your taking the lesson tomorrow" he said as Asuka started making her way to the stairs.

"Hai hai, wakatteru" yawned Asuka as she took her first step.

"And that means no getting into trouble at school and getting detention" added her father for emphasis.

Asuka sighed but didn't answer, she didn't want to make any promises she couldn't keep. God knows what tomorrow would bring. In the midst of her thoughts, she had reached the door to her room. A feeling of uncertainty filled Asuka as her fingers wrapped around the handle. It was odd to say the least, going into her own room was never a difficult feat, but tonight felt a little different. Her thoughts returned to the events that took place a while ago, the same uncertainty she felt with that man. God, that guy sure knows how to give people the creeps she thought savagely whilst opening the door.

What Asuka didn't realise was the shock that she would receive as she opened her bedroom door. She stood, rooted to the spot in the doorway, a chill running down her spine. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly to what she thought must be her imagination…