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Hello! I'm back! See? I told you I would be updating quickly! Well, anyway, thank you so much for your reviews, and without further ado, I present to you, Chapter 7...which is, by the way, the last chapter! Thanks at the bottom, okay?
Xiaoyu had just finished tying the ropes around Nina when a gun shot rang through the air. Her head shot up in alarm and her body became really tense. That single shot made her feel a sense of foreboding and fear that she couldn't quite understand. Hwoarang touched her shoulder and she jumped. She swiveled around and glared at him, but he just smiled reassuringly and nodded his head, as if it to tell her it's okay.
'Bet you anything that that shot was meant for your darling husband,' Nina teased her.
Xiaoyu didn't reply. Balling her hands into fists, she took off down the alleyway without even a second glance at either Hwoarang or Nina.
'W-wait! Xiaoyu!' Hwoarang called after her, but she didn't stop.
Her mind was focused on one thing then. Jin. She had to find him before anything bad happened to him. Jin meant the world to her and she couldn't bear losing him. She had to find him. Without realizing it, tears were starting to roll down her cheeks. All the emotion she had stored inside her the last couple of days were breaking loose now. She quickly rubbed them off with the back of her hand; she knew Jin wouldn't like it if he were to see her crying.
'Xiaoyu!' Hwoarang sounded so close to her now, so she stopped to wait for him. He halted next to her, panting slightly. 'Why the hell did you take off like that? You shouldn't have let Nina's words affect you! She was bitter because you beat her; she probably just said I to get under your skin!'
'Yes, but…' Xiaoyu choked, not quite meeting his eye. '…but what if she was right? What if that shot was for Jin? What if he's seriously hurt now? What if he's already…?'
She stopped. She couldn't say it. She couldn't admit that Jin could probably be dead. It was too unreal. She had always imagined that Jin will always be there for her till the day she dies…she had never actually considered the possibility that he might die first…it was too much to bear.
'Jin isn't dead,' Hwoarang said firmly. He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around so she'd face him. 'You stop crying now, okay? Jin isn't that easy to kill…he's still alive, you'll see.'
Xiaoyu nodded. 'Y-yes,' she managed to squeak.
'Okay, so let's go look for that idiot now!' he exclaimed. Xiaoyu punched his arm. 'Ow! By the way, I have a suggestion you might like…'
Jin doubled over against the wall, panting. He had successfully managed to dodge all of his father's bullets, but he had gotten extremely worn out in the process. He looked up at Kazuya, whose gun was still aimed at him. A mocking sneer touched the latter's lips.
'A bit tired, are we, Jin?' he said softly.
'Shut up,' Jin muttered, as he slowly straightened up.
'So you're good at fighting. Big deal,' Kazuya said, and smiled as he rested his finger on the trigger. 'But you're no match for a gun, are you?'
Jin hated to admit it, but he was really no match for a gun. He was already getting pretty worn out, and he didn't know how long he would be able to dodge the bullets his father was firing at him. Not to mention the wound Nina gave him a couple of hours ago, which was really slowing him down.
'You won't win,' he rasped. 'I'm not gonna let you kill me so easily…'
Kazuya smirked. 'That's not for you to decide, my dear boy,' he replied. 'If I let you live, word will spread out and it would really ruin my reputation, don't you think? Such a frightful matter, isn't it?'
'To someone with your bloated ego, I suppose it is,' Jin retorted.
Kazuya smirked. 'I won't blame you for being so bitter,' he said softly. 'After all, we both know that you don't stand a chance…'
He pulled the trigger, and Jin immediately jumped out of the bullet's way. He had barely landed when Kazuya fired another bullet, and Jin did a sort of a back flip in midair, avoiding that bullet by inches. He wasn't quick enough for the other bullet, though, and it landed in his right leg. Wincing in pain, Jin crashed down to the ground. He brought a hand to his wound, and felt the blood seeping through his fingers. Jin knew he was absolutely done for.
Smiling, Kazuya slowly advanced on him, gun still raised. Ignoring his pain, Jin forced himself to get up to his feet. He leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.
'I finally got you, boy,' Kazuya whispered, his voice dripping with glee. 'There's no way out for you now…although I must admit that you've put up a pretty good show.'
Jin smiled shortly. 'Why, thank you, father,' he said sarcastically.
'Any last words, then?' Kazuya asked, raising his gun so that it was in level with Jin's face. Jin watched the nuzzle of the gun warily, considering whether he should try and snatch it out of his father's hand, but he doubted that he'd be quick enough. 'None? Well, then, I think it's time to say goodbye.'
Kazuya had barely looked a fraction around, when he was tackled to the ground. Bewildered, Jin looked around and saw Xiaoyu trying to wrestle the gun out of Kazuya's hand. He stared at her for a few moments, and only moved when he felt someone step up next to him. He looked around and his eyes widened in surprise.
'H-Hwoarang!' he exclaimed. 'What are you doing here?'
'Isn't it obvious? We came to save your sorry ass,' the red-hair replied with a mock sneer. 'Your wife really is something else, isn't she?'
'Wha…?' Jin said, switching his attention back to his wife, who was locked in a furious wrestling match with his father. 'Xiaoyu!'
'Keep out of this, Jin!' she said furiously. 'This is my fight! I'm gonna teach this bastard a lesson because he forced you to run away from home!'
'Er…' Jin said, baffled.
'You little…bitch!' Kazuya shouted, giving her a sharp blow across the face. Xiaoyu gasped and fell back to the ground. He grasped her by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. He held her against him and pressed the nuzzle of the gun to her forehead. 'I believe I've found myself a hostage.'
'No! Xiaoyu!' Jin shouted.
'Damn…we're in a bit of a tight spot, aren't we?' Hwoarang said, uneasily.
'You think?' Jin said furiously. He clenched his fists and glared at Kazuya. 'Let her go. Your fight's with me; leave my wife out of this.'
Kazuya smiled. 'Don't be such a spoilsport, my boy; everyone likes a bit of drama, don't you think?' he said mockingly. 'It's not my fault your wife wanted to be included in this particular drama.'
'Don't you dare hurt her, do you hear me?' he growled.
Kazuya continued to smile. 'Oh, but I don't think that you're in a position that allows you to argue, Jin,' he said. 'Not when I have your pretty wife at gun point.'
He was right. Jin didn't know what to do. He was afraid to do something which might result in Xiaoyu ending up hurt. And besides, he didn't think he was able to do anything…not when both his arm and leg had been shot. Hwoarang stood next to him, also, obviously, completely at loss at what to do. This was just plain annoying. He couldn't deal with this. It would've made him feel better if he was the one being held at gunpoint. The whole point of him running away from home was to keep Xiaoyu out of danger. But, unfortunately, Xiaoyu had came looking for danger herself.
'Leave Xiaoyu,' Jin said quietly. 'Take me instead. I don't care. Just leave her out of this.'
'Well, isn't that touching?' Kazuya said.
'No! Jin, don't say that!' Xiaoyu cried desperately.
'Shut up, girl!' Kazuya snapped at her. He turned his attention back to Jin. 'But that's an interesting offer you've got there. Although…are you sure there are no tricks involved?'
'No…no tricks,' Jin murmured, and it was the truth. He couldn't even think of a suitable trick at the moment.
'Well, if you say so,' Kazuya drawled.
Hwoarang grabbed hold of Jin's arm. 'Kazama! Are you crazy?' he yelled at him. 'You can't just give in yourself like that! He'll kill you!'
Jin wrenched his arm away from him. 'Well, excuse me, but I don't see you coming up with a better idea,' he hissed. 'I would never risk Xiaoyu's safety for mine. End of story.'
'Ehm. Excuse me, but I beg to differ.'
They all looked around and stared at the owner of the voice.
'Hey! What the hell are you doing here?' Xiaoyu exploded. 'I tied you up pretty well! I'm sure I did!'
Nina smiled at her. 'Oops, I guess I forgot to mention that I also specialize in being an escape-artist…I'm not only good at killing, you know,' she said. She glanced at Jin. 'I see you're doing okay, Kazama.'
'Whatever,' he growled. 'What's this to you, anyway? What's your position to differ?'
'Well, for one thing, if you give yourself in to him, I lose my five million bucks,' she said. 'Such a waste, don't you think?'
Kazuya smirked at her. 'You idiot, there was no five million bucks to start with in the first place,' he informed her. 'You didn't really think I'd waste such a huge amount of money on him, did you?'
The smiled slipped off Nina's face. 'And what were you planning to do if someone came and told you that they'd have gotten the job done?' she demanded.
'Kill him or her, of course,' Kazuya replied, saying it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Nina scowled. 'Really,' she murmured. It was more of a statement than a question. 'So, what you basically mean, is that I've been looking around and wearing myself out for…nothing?'
Kazuya cocked his head to one side, while still maintaining a firm grip on Xiaoyu. 'Yes, I believe that's the case,' he finally said.
Nina's scowl deepened. 'You know, Kazuya, that really doesn't particularly make me happy,' she said angrily, pulling her gun out and aiming it at Kazuya.
'Oh, crap,' Hwoarang muttered.
'You dare threaten me?' Kazuya said angrily.
'Don't talk to me like you're king of the world…I can talk however I want to whoever I want!' Nina snapped. 'And you were fooling around with me! I don't like that!'
'Why, you…' Kazuya growled, shoving Xiaoyu away. He aimed his gun at Nina. 'I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget!'
Jin hurried towards Xiaoyu, with Hwoarang close at his heels. 'Hey, are you okay?' he said, pulling her into his arms.
She smiled weakly up at him and gave him a thumbs-up. 'Never better,' she murmured, and threw her arms around his neck. 'I'm just glad I found you!'
'Hey, you guys, I hate to break the moment, but don't you think the situation's sort of…' Hwoarang said, trying to keep a straight face.
Xiaoyu broke away from Jin and grinned at him. '…gone funny?' she said, and he nodded. They both laughed.
Jin was looking perplexed. 'It's not funny,' he said quietly. 'They could end up killing each other…I don't want to be witness of that.'
Xiaoyu smiled and touched his face. 'I don't think you will, don't worry,' she assured him.
'Huh?' Jin said confused. He couldn't understand what she possibly meant, for Nina and Kazuya seemed determined to pull the triggers of their guns.
'Alright, drop your weapons! Both of you!'
Jin couldn't help the grin which crept onto his face as the cops forced Kazuya and Nina into their cars. Xiaoyu snuggled close to him and he smiled down at her. Smiling back, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
'See? Everything's fine now,' she said softly. 'You don't have to run away from home anymore!'
'Yeah, I guess,' Jin replied. 'But you're gonna have to tell me all about your little adventure with Hwoarang.'
'Not before you do!' she shot back. 'I wanna know everything! Did you fool around with anyone while I was away?'
Jin smiled. He was happy to be able to hold Xiaoyu again. He had just left her a few days ago, but he had missed her like anything! Without a warning, he leaned down and kissed her again. He took her by surprise, but she soon melted into his kiss. It felt so good to be back with her again.
Hwoarang came back towards them after having a conversation with one of the cops, and they broke away. He grinned at them. 'Who's your man, eh?' he said. 'Thinking of getting the cops here was a stroke of genius, don't you think? Everything's turned out pretty nicely.'
Jin smiled. 'I gotta give you this, Hwoarang, but you did good,' he said. 'If it weren't for you, well…I could've lost Xiaoyu…'
'Aww,' Xiaoyu said, grinning at him.
'Yeah…' Hwoarang said slowly. 'You aren't going to cry now, are you? I can't stand tears.'
'Shut up,' Jin snapped.
The later laughed. 'So, how about a fight?' he asked eagerly. 'Eh, Jin? Or are you too scared to fight?'
'You wish,' Jin replied. 'Let's do it.'
'Over my dead body!' Xiaoyu said heatedly. 'You're going to the hospital! I'm not letting you out of my sight! Now, come on, there's a hospital down the block, and I'm taking you to it!'
As she dragged him down the street, Jin took one glance back at the car which was holding Kazuya in handcuffs. Kazuya was glaring back at him through the window with a look of pure hatred. But…Jin didn't care anymore. He didn't care whether he hated him or not, because he wouldn't be able to do anything to him now. To him, or Xiaoyu.
He was just glad the five million hunt was over.
A/N: Oh, thank God! I'm finally done! You know, I don't think I did such a good job in this chapter, I'm not sure about the way I ended it, but the point is, I finished! This story has been hanging around long enough, hasn't it? I'm just glad I'm done. Well, anyway, if you did like this chapter, then would you please review?
Oh, and before I go, I'd like to thank…
Black slashed dragon, PinkxLemonade, skipster-chic, Karisan-karisan, Shimmering Tear, JanqanshiTheAssasin, Grace 07, Billy/ "jin fanatic and Dev... , Thee Slushee, Snowbunni3z, The One and Only Birdie, -Kyona-, Jeebus Dirtface, Hinata Kimazaki, joann, Hibeki, henred5
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