Oh my goodness!!! It's the final chapter! sob I wont say anything else,
I'll just let you read!!!
One week later
The apartment was still completely trashed. Hwoarang sighed miserably and stared out the window upon the streets of Seoul. It would take him at least a week to clean it up entirely, and to make matters worse, Bernie had a huge rant at him when he got back for leaving the place in such a mess. Mr Lee next door was complaining about wild parties going on.
'That old swine will do anything to get me evicted' Hwoarang thought bitterly. Jin appeared behind him and wrapped his arms around Hwoarang's waist, clasping his hands across the redhead's toned stomach.
"It's going to take ages to clean this place up," Hwoarang muttered. Jin made a sound of agreement. The coffee table was in pieces on the floor, and there were still blood marks on the wall from Hwoarang's head. Jin held him tighter.
"You could just leave it and move out" he suggested.
"Oh yeah? Where to? I'm not going to find apartments with rent this cheap anywhere in Seoul, or Korea in general for that matter" Hwoarang replied, and went back to staring at the street.
"Well, you don't have to live in Seoul" Jin said. Hwoarang turned around to face him.
"What are you getting at, Kazama?"
"Move somewhere else. Let's face it you hate your neighbour and your landlord, so what have you got to lose? And I thought you were out of the habit of calling me that."
Hwoarang apologised and thought about this briefly, then shook his head.
"The gang" he said "I don't think I could just leave them like that. Moving away from people you're close to isn't easy."
"I wouldn't know" Jin said, "I'm not really that close to anyone, except you. I would hate it if you moved away from me though."
"See my point?" Hwoarang asked, "I can't leave them, they're like family to me. And there's Baek too. They all mean a lot to me."
"I know they do" Jin said softly "and I would never dream of making you leave them in a million years. You can leave this apartment though, easily right?"
"Sure, no problems there except I doubt I could afford to keep up a more expensive place on my own."
He looked around the tiny sitting room and sighed.
"Who said anything about doing it on your own?" Jin asked. Hwoarang looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Are you suggesting that we..."
"Yes."
Hwoarang grinned. He threw his arms around Jin's neck and held him tightly.
"I like the idea" he said "in fact, I love it."
"Good, I'm glad" Jin said, smiling. He kissed Hwoarang and whispered, "I love you" to him.
"I love you too" Hwoarang replied, giving Jin a cute smile "Come on, there's someone I need to go and see."
They walked to the cemetery together. It was quiet in there, as it always was, and Hwoarang led the way to Wing's grave.
"Hey man" he greeted. Jin stood a little way back and Hwoarang sat in front of the headstone. "I've brought someone for you to meet. This is Jin, and yes we're 'involved' if you must know. Don't frown at me; you know how these things go. Anyway, you wont believe the way the past few weeks have been for me, but I know you watched it all happen, and I've got a sneaking feeling that you had something to do with the fact I'm still alive. Maybe you're my Guardian Angel? Hey who knows".
He paused and Jin came up behind him. Hwoarang felt Jin's hand on his shoulder and he stood up.
"Got to go Wing. I promise I'll behave myself, and I'll let the others know I'm okay tomorrow. Right now we're going home. See you soon."
They walked back out of the cemetery and made their way back to the apartments. Bernie was waiting for them when they arrived with a sour expression to challenge any lemon. He tapped his rent book with a biro impatiently.
"Look man" Hwoarang started "I've had a shit past few weeks and I'm moving out just as soon as I find a new place, which should be relatively soon actually, so I'll pay you tomorrow and then I'll pay what I owe and that's it, okay?"
Bernie looked at him.
"Fine" he said, "It'll be nice not to have Mr Lee complaining about all your wild parties. Just keep the place in one piece, got it?"
Hwoarang nodded, and gave Bernie the finger as he waddled back to his room. Jin laughed softly at this and Hwoarang grinned.
"Bed time I think" Jin said. Hwoarang agreed and they raced up the stairs to the apartment. Hwoarang had barely got the door open before Jin kissed him deeply, and they made their way to the bedroom, tugging at each other's clothes.
Two hours later
Hwoarang lay in Jin's arms, playing with his lovers raven hair. Jin tightened his hold on Hwoarang's slender waist.
"I love you Hwoa," he said gently. Hwoarang grinned; he would never get tired of hearing that.
"I love you too," he said back. A knock at the door made him stiffen, and the voice that followed made him want to cry with irritation.
"Hwoarang? Hwoarang get your ass out here!!" Bernie yelled. Hwoarang groaned and got out of the bed and dressed quickly in anything he could find. Jin did the same, and followed Hwoarang to the door. Beyond it were Bernie and Mr Lee.
"Fuck..." Hwoarang mumbled.
"What are you doing in there?! Mr Lee woke me up saying it sounded like you were trying to knock the wall down! And he said he heard screaming! I want an... what are you smiling at?"
Hwoarang looked back over his shoulder at Jin who was unable to keep himself from smirking. It made Hwoarang grin too, and it wasn't long before Bernie and Mr Lee caught on.
"Oh God...you're not..." the old man started.
"We'll see you later" Hwoarang said cheekily, grinning as he closed the door. The last image he saw before it slid into its frame was the look of total horror on their faces. Jin burst into laughter immediately and Hwoarang's eyes sparkled with mischief. He stood right next to the door and began to moan and scream. Jin got the idea, and joined in. Soon, they heard footsteps hurrying away down the hall, and burst into laughter again.
Hwoarang calmed down first, and a rare look of seriousness crossed his face.
"Hey, I've just thought. Do you think Kazuya went through with it?"
Jin looked up; teas of laughter streaming down his face.
"I don't know" he managed to say "probably, but I couldn't say. He's a weird guy."
"You're telling me..."
"If he didn't kill him, then I should imagine he hurt him a lot."
"Do you think he'll come back? Kazuya I mean... do you think we'll see him again?" Hwoarang asked. Jin put his arms around Hwoarang and held him.
"I don't know," he said, his voice wavering a little.
"If we do" Hwoarang said "I'll hit him, then buy him a drink."
Jin laughed. The redhead grinned in his usual cocky way.
Within the next hour, they were both blissfully drunk and sat on the couch in the sitting room eating breadsticks.
"This brings back a few memories," Hwoarang said with a cheeky grin.
"Yeah" Jin agreed "Maybe we should rein act it all?"
"I'm up for that" Hwoarang said, his grin turning into a seductive smile "right after I answer the door."
Jin hadn't even heard the knock, but Hwoarang got up, taking his beer with him, and stumbled to the door. After a bout of giggling from nearly falling flat on his face, Hwoarang finally managed to get the door open.
"Oh hello Kazuya!" he said, a little too loudly "Want a beer?"
Jin appeared behind Hwoarang and looked curiously into the hall.
"Hwoa... there's no one there."
"There is! Look, say hi to your dad Jin!"
"I think you've had a little too much to drink" Jin said softly, leading Hwoarang to the bedroom and setting him down to on the bed. The Korean fell asleep almost right away.
Jin lay next to him and clicked off the bedside lamp. Hwoarang fidgeted a bit then lay still. His mind ran away with him, and old memories came flooding back in his dreams.
flashback
"Where did you live when you were younger?" Sister Rose smiled warmly as the memories came back. The redhead sat in front of her had grown into a real young man, he would be leaving soon. She thought carefully about her answer.
"I've lived in many places" she said "but I like it here best."
"So where are you from then?" the youngster asked, his jade eyes full of curiosity.
"Oh, here and there" she said "just here and there. There are parts of me all over the world, but the biggest part is right here."
end flashback
Kazuya watched from the fire escape outside the window, his arms folded across his chest. The moonlight flowing through the window highlighted the two figures in the bed, wrapped in each other's arms. He should disapprove of this, as a father, but he knew Jun would have been supportive. He had always taken her side in the end anyway, and old habits die-hard. He smiled and left.
Hwoarang woke, wondering what the noise had been. It was only very slight, outside the window. Jin slept beside him, breathing gently. Hwoarang took a quick look out the window and smiled.
"He didn't kill him," he whispered to Jin, who didn't reply. He lay back down and closed his eyes.
Aww! It's done! I feel quite sad...grabs Kleenex And Kazuya does have a heart! I don't know why I didn't kill Heihachi... I guess it just didn't seem right, plus I didn't want to end this with more death! I think that's justified Well, I enjoyed writing this, and it's taken a while to do but I'm quite proud of it. Thank you to everyone who has given me support, including both people from ff.net and those from school who read this too, this one's for you guys.
Kaine xx
One week later
The apartment was still completely trashed. Hwoarang sighed miserably and stared out the window upon the streets of Seoul. It would take him at least a week to clean it up entirely, and to make matters worse, Bernie had a huge rant at him when he got back for leaving the place in such a mess. Mr Lee next door was complaining about wild parties going on.
'That old swine will do anything to get me evicted' Hwoarang thought bitterly. Jin appeared behind him and wrapped his arms around Hwoarang's waist, clasping his hands across the redhead's toned stomach.
"It's going to take ages to clean this place up," Hwoarang muttered. Jin made a sound of agreement. The coffee table was in pieces on the floor, and there were still blood marks on the wall from Hwoarang's head. Jin held him tighter.
"You could just leave it and move out" he suggested.
"Oh yeah? Where to? I'm not going to find apartments with rent this cheap anywhere in Seoul, or Korea in general for that matter" Hwoarang replied, and went back to staring at the street.
"Well, you don't have to live in Seoul" Jin said. Hwoarang turned around to face him.
"What are you getting at, Kazama?"
"Move somewhere else. Let's face it you hate your neighbour and your landlord, so what have you got to lose? And I thought you were out of the habit of calling me that."
Hwoarang apologised and thought about this briefly, then shook his head.
"The gang" he said "I don't think I could just leave them like that. Moving away from people you're close to isn't easy."
"I wouldn't know" Jin said, "I'm not really that close to anyone, except you. I would hate it if you moved away from me though."
"See my point?" Hwoarang asked, "I can't leave them, they're like family to me. And there's Baek too. They all mean a lot to me."
"I know they do" Jin said softly "and I would never dream of making you leave them in a million years. You can leave this apartment though, easily right?"
"Sure, no problems there except I doubt I could afford to keep up a more expensive place on my own."
He looked around the tiny sitting room and sighed.
"Who said anything about doing it on your own?" Jin asked. Hwoarang looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Are you suggesting that we..."
"Yes."
Hwoarang grinned. He threw his arms around Jin's neck and held him tightly.
"I like the idea" he said "in fact, I love it."
"Good, I'm glad" Jin said, smiling. He kissed Hwoarang and whispered, "I love you" to him.
"I love you too" Hwoarang replied, giving Jin a cute smile "Come on, there's someone I need to go and see."
They walked to the cemetery together. It was quiet in there, as it always was, and Hwoarang led the way to Wing's grave.
"Hey man" he greeted. Jin stood a little way back and Hwoarang sat in front of the headstone. "I've brought someone for you to meet. This is Jin, and yes we're 'involved' if you must know. Don't frown at me; you know how these things go. Anyway, you wont believe the way the past few weeks have been for me, but I know you watched it all happen, and I've got a sneaking feeling that you had something to do with the fact I'm still alive. Maybe you're my Guardian Angel? Hey who knows".
He paused and Jin came up behind him. Hwoarang felt Jin's hand on his shoulder and he stood up.
"Got to go Wing. I promise I'll behave myself, and I'll let the others know I'm okay tomorrow. Right now we're going home. See you soon."
They walked back out of the cemetery and made their way back to the apartments. Bernie was waiting for them when they arrived with a sour expression to challenge any lemon. He tapped his rent book with a biro impatiently.
"Look man" Hwoarang started "I've had a shit past few weeks and I'm moving out just as soon as I find a new place, which should be relatively soon actually, so I'll pay you tomorrow and then I'll pay what I owe and that's it, okay?"
Bernie looked at him.
"Fine" he said, "It'll be nice not to have Mr Lee complaining about all your wild parties. Just keep the place in one piece, got it?"
Hwoarang nodded, and gave Bernie the finger as he waddled back to his room. Jin laughed softly at this and Hwoarang grinned.
"Bed time I think" Jin said. Hwoarang agreed and they raced up the stairs to the apartment. Hwoarang had barely got the door open before Jin kissed him deeply, and they made their way to the bedroom, tugging at each other's clothes.
Two hours later
Hwoarang lay in Jin's arms, playing with his lovers raven hair. Jin tightened his hold on Hwoarang's slender waist.
"I love you Hwoa," he said gently. Hwoarang grinned; he would never get tired of hearing that.
"I love you too," he said back. A knock at the door made him stiffen, and the voice that followed made him want to cry with irritation.
"Hwoarang? Hwoarang get your ass out here!!" Bernie yelled. Hwoarang groaned and got out of the bed and dressed quickly in anything he could find. Jin did the same, and followed Hwoarang to the door. Beyond it were Bernie and Mr Lee.
"Fuck..." Hwoarang mumbled.
"What are you doing in there?! Mr Lee woke me up saying it sounded like you were trying to knock the wall down! And he said he heard screaming! I want an... what are you smiling at?"
Hwoarang looked back over his shoulder at Jin who was unable to keep himself from smirking. It made Hwoarang grin too, and it wasn't long before Bernie and Mr Lee caught on.
"Oh God...you're not..." the old man started.
"We'll see you later" Hwoarang said cheekily, grinning as he closed the door. The last image he saw before it slid into its frame was the look of total horror on their faces. Jin burst into laughter immediately and Hwoarang's eyes sparkled with mischief. He stood right next to the door and began to moan and scream. Jin got the idea, and joined in. Soon, they heard footsteps hurrying away down the hall, and burst into laughter again.
Hwoarang calmed down first, and a rare look of seriousness crossed his face.
"Hey, I've just thought. Do you think Kazuya went through with it?"
Jin looked up; teas of laughter streaming down his face.
"I don't know" he managed to say "probably, but I couldn't say. He's a weird guy."
"You're telling me..."
"If he didn't kill him, then I should imagine he hurt him a lot."
"Do you think he'll come back? Kazuya I mean... do you think we'll see him again?" Hwoarang asked. Jin put his arms around Hwoarang and held him.
"I don't know," he said, his voice wavering a little.
"If we do" Hwoarang said "I'll hit him, then buy him a drink."
Jin laughed. The redhead grinned in his usual cocky way.
Within the next hour, they were both blissfully drunk and sat on the couch in the sitting room eating breadsticks.
"This brings back a few memories," Hwoarang said with a cheeky grin.
"Yeah" Jin agreed "Maybe we should rein act it all?"
"I'm up for that" Hwoarang said, his grin turning into a seductive smile "right after I answer the door."
Jin hadn't even heard the knock, but Hwoarang got up, taking his beer with him, and stumbled to the door. After a bout of giggling from nearly falling flat on his face, Hwoarang finally managed to get the door open.
"Oh hello Kazuya!" he said, a little too loudly "Want a beer?"
Jin appeared behind Hwoarang and looked curiously into the hall.
"Hwoa... there's no one there."
"There is! Look, say hi to your dad Jin!"
"I think you've had a little too much to drink" Jin said softly, leading Hwoarang to the bedroom and setting him down to on the bed. The Korean fell asleep almost right away.
Jin lay next to him and clicked off the bedside lamp. Hwoarang fidgeted a bit then lay still. His mind ran away with him, and old memories came flooding back in his dreams.
flashback
"Where did you live when you were younger?" Sister Rose smiled warmly as the memories came back. The redhead sat in front of her had grown into a real young man, he would be leaving soon. She thought carefully about her answer.
"I've lived in many places" she said "but I like it here best."
"So where are you from then?" the youngster asked, his jade eyes full of curiosity.
"Oh, here and there" she said "just here and there. There are parts of me all over the world, but the biggest part is right here."
end flashback
Kazuya watched from the fire escape outside the window, his arms folded across his chest. The moonlight flowing through the window highlighted the two figures in the bed, wrapped in each other's arms. He should disapprove of this, as a father, but he knew Jun would have been supportive. He had always taken her side in the end anyway, and old habits die-hard. He smiled and left.
Hwoarang woke, wondering what the noise had been. It was only very slight, outside the window. Jin slept beside him, breathing gently. Hwoarang took a quick look out the window and smiled.
"He didn't kill him," he whispered to Jin, who didn't reply. He lay back down and closed his eyes.
Aww! It's done! I feel quite sad...grabs Kleenex And Kazuya does have a heart! I don't know why I didn't kill Heihachi... I guess it just didn't seem right, plus I didn't want to end this with more death! I think that's justified Well, I enjoyed writing this, and it's taken a while to do but I'm quite proud of it. Thank you to everyone who has given me support, including both people from ff.net and those from school who read this too, this one's for you guys.
Kaine xx