Mishima Zaibatsu/West Wing, 침대 Room
Lee's POV
"Aaaaaah, what a beautiful day!" I said pulling the curtains. The sun beamed in lighting up everything. The birds twited, the streets were quite, and best of all Me and Kazuya had the WHOLE manshion to ourselves...well actually; Jin's still here. But beggers can't be choosers.
"I think I'll take a nice bath."
I grabbed a white towel and a purple silk 옷, 가운 from my dresser. The 일 is perfect...sorta. I walked down the long hallway humming.
"This party will be great." I thought, "Jin will have his prized Korean, I'll dance with Kazuya-" I stopped in front of the bathroom door.
I smiled to myself, "Yeah...me and Kazuya..."
I was so deep in my thoughts that I forgot to knock on the door. I froze when I saw Kazuya with a towel rapped around him. My 심장 skipped several beats. Then Kazuya noticed that I was at the door; he stared at me. I stared at him.
I blushed and laughed, "Ahahaha, Sorry bout' that!" then I closed the door before he had a chance to replie.
I ran down the steps to the livingroom then stopped at the corner. I couldn't beleive I saw Jin trying to dance; he cursed himself when missed a step.
"Ah Jin, trying to sway your way to Hwoarang's heart?" he jumped went he noticed me.
"Lee! I'm not- I mean... uh." he mumbled.
I covered his mouth, "Say no 더 많이 Jin-chan, I'll always help 당신 in troubled times." I smiled. He glared at me then sighed heavilly.
He shocked me when he asked, " Could 당신 help me...d-da...da-"
"Dance?" I jumped in.
"Uh, yes." he squeezed the skin between his eyes.
"Of course, Jinny-chan!" I laughed.
Jin glared at me, "I swear, if 당신 say that again-"
I rolled my eyes. "You'll what? 당신 wouldn't dare-"
"I'll choke the life out of you!" he growled deeply covering his mouth. I blinked and shuck my head, "Darn Mishima's. Them and their 'Devil Gene'. I can't work like this..." I thought. I started walking off.
"Don't be late tommorow, Jin!" I called back. Jin merily sighed.
I look awesome! My ruffled white 셔츠 and black pants-I'm sooooo glad Jin needs help! I'd probablly would'nt be able to wear this any other time...
I'm suprised Jin needs any help with dancing; I mean It's just a waltz! But hey, not everybody is talented. I stared dancing with myself. "A coo coo ra cha, A coo coo ra cha..." I sang spining. I stopped when I saw Jin at the door wide eyed.
"Welcome Jin! Let us begin!" I said dramaticly. Jin tried to turn heel and run but I caught him. Hehe.
I chose the west wing basment for several reasons:
One, because Kazuya doesn't come over this way.
Two, because the large space.
Three, because the low window gives the room a yellowish glow thats romantic. In this case; all those are perfect in helping Jin. I made Jin stand stright up and face me. Jin looked nervous...
I felt a little bad for him. Jin's a high class mobster and his desirable Korean is a 거리 punk. The balance is way off. But there must be something that attracts Jin to him; what, I don't now.
"Okay, Jin." I started holding my arms out, "Put your hand to my right hand."
Jin hesitated but did as told.
I smiled good, "Now, put your other on my hip-"
Jin's face burned, "WHAT?!"
I glared, "You heard me! Hand:Hand; Hand:Hip."
Jin turned away. He was sooooo adorable!
"Listen, 당신 want to dance with Hwoarang right?" I said, "Then suck it up and do this; otherwise Steve'll-"
Jin perct up and growled, "Fine..."
I smiled, "Excellent!"
The rest of the 일 we practiced. Jin got way better and seemed less nervous. We deceided to take a break. Jin sat at the 표, 테이블 while I searched the frige.
"Hey Lee," Jin murmed. I replied with a 'hm'
"W-why are 당신 so happy about the party?" he asked.
I grabbed the 주황색, 오렌지 주스 and looked at him.
"Because....you know, I really don't know..." I walked to the talbe and sat. "Do I need a reason to be happy?"
Jin shrugged. In truth I was happy because Kazuya was going to be there. Not only that....
Jin gasped, "Oh crap! I forgot my suit!!" Jin dashed out befor I got to tell him my birthday is comming up.
"...Oh well."
Lee's POV
"Aaaaaah, what a beautiful day!" I said pulling the curtains. The sun beamed in lighting up everything. The birds twited, the streets were quite, and best of all Me and Kazuya had the WHOLE manshion to ourselves...well actually; Jin's still here. But beggers can't be choosers.
"I think I'll take a nice bath."
I grabbed a white towel and a purple silk 옷, 가운 from my dresser. The 일 is perfect...sorta. I walked down the long hallway humming.
"This party will be great." I thought, "Jin will have his prized Korean, I'll dance with Kazuya-" I stopped in front of the bathroom door.
I smiled to myself, "Yeah...me and Kazuya..."
I was so deep in my thoughts that I forgot to knock on the door. I froze when I saw Kazuya with a towel rapped around him. My 심장 skipped several beats. Then Kazuya noticed that I was at the door; he stared at me. I stared at him.
I blushed and laughed, "Ahahaha, Sorry bout' that!" then I closed the door before he had a chance to replie.
I ran down the steps to the livingroom then stopped at the corner. I couldn't beleive I saw Jin trying to dance; he cursed himself when missed a step.
"Ah Jin, trying to sway your way to Hwoarang's heart?" he jumped went he noticed me.
"Lee! I'm not- I mean... uh." he mumbled.
I covered his mouth, "Say no 더 많이 Jin-chan, I'll always help 당신 in troubled times." I smiled. He glared at me then sighed heavilly.
He shocked me when he asked, " Could 당신 help me...d-da...da-"
"Dance?" I jumped in.
"Uh, yes." he squeezed the skin between his eyes.
"Of course, Jinny-chan!" I laughed.
Jin glared at me, "I swear, if 당신 say that again-"
I rolled my eyes. "You'll what? 당신 wouldn't dare-"
"I'll choke the life out of you!" he growled deeply covering his mouth. I blinked and shuck my head, "Darn Mishima's. Them and their 'Devil Gene'. I can't work like this..." I thought. I started walking off.
"Don't be late tommorow, Jin!" I called back. Jin merily sighed.
I look awesome! My ruffled white 셔츠 and black pants-I'm sooooo glad Jin needs help! I'd probablly would'nt be able to wear this any other time...
I'm suprised Jin needs any help with dancing; I mean It's just a waltz! But hey, not everybody is talented. I stared dancing with myself. "A coo coo ra cha, A coo coo ra cha..." I sang spining. I stopped when I saw Jin at the door wide eyed.
"Welcome Jin! Let us begin!" I said dramaticly. Jin tried to turn heel and run but I caught him. Hehe.
I chose the west wing basment for several reasons:
One, because Kazuya doesn't come over this way.
Two, because the large space.
Three, because the low window gives the room a yellowish glow thats romantic. In this case; all those are perfect in helping Jin. I made Jin stand stright up and face me. Jin looked nervous...
I felt a little bad for him. Jin's a high class mobster and his desirable Korean is a 거리 punk. The balance is way off. But there must be something that attracts Jin to him; what, I don't now.
"Okay, Jin." I started holding my arms out, "Put your hand to my right hand."
Jin hesitated but did as told.
I smiled good, "Now, put your other on my hip-"
Jin's face burned, "WHAT?!"
I glared, "You heard me! Hand:Hand; Hand:Hip."
Jin turned away. He was sooooo adorable!
"Listen, 당신 want to dance with Hwoarang right?" I said, "Then suck it up and do this; otherwise Steve'll-"
Jin perct up and growled, "Fine..."
I smiled, "Excellent!"
The rest of the 일 we practiced. Jin got way better and seemed less nervous. We deceided to take a break. Jin sat at the 표, 테이블 while I searched the frige.
"Hey Lee," Jin murmed. I replied with a 'hm'
"W-why are 당신 so happy about the party?" he asked.
I grabbed the 주황색, 오렌지 주스 and looked at him.
"Because....you know, I really don't know..." I walked to the talbe and sat. "Do I need a reason to be happy?"
Jin shrugged. In truth I was happy because Kazuya was going to be there. Not only that....
Jin gasped, "Oh crap! I forgot my suit!!" Jin dashed out befor I got to tell him my birthday is comming up.
"...Oh well."
Mishima Zaibatsu/West Wing, 침대 Room
Lee's POV
"Aaaaaah, what a beautiful day!" I said pulling the curtains. The sun beamed in lighting up everything. The birds twited, the streets were quite, and best of all Me and Kazuya had the WHOLE manshion to ourselves...well actually; Jin's still here. But beggers can't be choosers.
"I think I'll take a nice bath."
I grabbed a white towel and a purple silk 옷, 가운 from my dresser. The 일 is perfect...sorta. I walked down the long hallway humming.
"This party will be great." I thought, "Jin will have his prized Korean, I'll dance with Kazuya-" I stopped in front of the bathroom door.
I smiled to myself, "Yeah...me and Kazuya..."
I was so deep in my thoughts that I forgot to knock on the door. I froze when I saw Kazuya with a towel rapped around him. My 심장 skipped several beats. Then Kazuya noticed that I was at the door; he stared at me. I stared at him.
I blushed and laughed, "Ahahaha, Sorry bout' that!" then I closed the door before he had a chance to replie.
I ran down the steps to the livingroom then stopped at the corner. I couldn't beleive I saw Jin trying to dance; he cursed himself when missed a step.
"Ah Jin, trying to sway your way to Hwoarang's heart?" he jumped went he noticed me.
"Lee! I'm not- I mean... uh." he mumbled.
I covered his mouth, "Say no 더 많이 Jin-chan, I'll always help 당신 in troubled times." I smiled. He glared at me then sighed heavilly.
He shocked me when he asked, " Could 당신 help me...d-da...da-"
"Dance?" I jumped in.
"Uh, yes." he squeezed the skin between his eyes.
"Of course, Jinny-chan!" I laughed.
Jin glared at me, "I swear, if 당신 say that again-"
I rolled my eyes. "You'll what? 당신 wouldn't dare-"
"I'll choke the life out of you!" he growled deeply covering his mouth. I blinked and shuck my head, "Darn Mishima's. Them and their 'Devil Gene'. I can't work like this..." I thought. I started walking off.
"Don't be late tommorow, Jin!" I called back. Jin merily sighed.
I look awesome! My ruffled white 셔츠 and black pants-I'm sooooo glad Jin needs help! I'd probablly would'nt be able to wear this any other time...
I'm suprised Jin needs any help with dancing; I mean It's just a waltz! But hey, not everybody is talented. I stared dancing with myself. "A coo coo ra cha, A coo coo ra cha..." I sang spining. I stopped when I saw Jin at the door wide eyed.
"Welcome Jin! Let us begin!" I said dramaticly. Jin tried to turn heel and run but I caught him. Hehe.
I chose the west wing basment for several reasons:
One, because Kazuya doesn't come over this way.
Two, because the large space.
Three, because the low window gives the room a yellowish glow thats romantic. In this case; all those are perfect in helping Jin. I made Jin stand stright up and face me. Jin looked nervous...
I felt a little bad for him. Jin's a high class mobster and his desirable Korean is a 거리 punk. The balance is way off. But there must be something that attracts Jin to him; what, I don't now.
"Okay, Jin." I started holding my arms out, "Put your hand to my right hand."
Jin hesitated but did as told.
I smiled good, "Now, put your other on my hip-"
Jin's face burned, "WHAT?!"
I glared, "You heard me! Hand:Hand; Hand:Hip."
Jin turned away. He was sooooo adorable!
"Listen, 당신 want to dance with Hwoarang right?" I said, "Then suck it up and do this; otherwise Steve'll-"
Jin perct up and growled, "Fine..."
I smiled, "Excellent!"
The rest of the 일 we practiced. Jin got way better and seemed less nervous. We deceided to take a break. Jin sat at the 표, 테이블 while I searched the frige.
"Hey Lee," Jin murmed. I replied with a 'hm'
"W-why are 당신 so happy about the party?" he asked.
I grabbed the 주황색, 오렌지 주스 and looked at him.
"Because....you know, I really don't know..." I walked to the talbe and sat. "Do I need a reason to be happy?"
Jin shrugged. In truth I was happy because Kazuya was going to be there. Not only that....
Jin gasped, "Oh crap! I forgot my suit!!" Jin dashed out befor I got to tell him my birthday is comming up.
"...Oh well."
Lee's POV
"Aaaaaah, what a beautiful day!" I said pulling the curtains. The sun beamed in lighting up everything. The birds twited, the streets were quite, and best of all Me and Kazuya had the WHOLE manshion to ourselves...well actually; Jin's still here. But beggers can't be choosers.
"I think I'll take a nice bath."
I grabbed a white towel and a purple silk 옷, 가운 from my dresser. The 일 is perfect...sorta. I walked down the long hallway humming.
"This party will be great." I thought, "Jin will have his prized Korean, I'll dance with Kazuya-" I stopped in front of the bathroom door.
I smiled to myself, "Yeah...me and Kazuya..."
I was so deep in my thoughts that I forgot to knock on the door. I froze when I saw Kazuya with a towel rapped around him. My 심장 skipped several beats. Then Kazuya noticed that I was at the door; he stared at me. I stared at him.
I blushed and laughed, "Ahahaha, Sorry bout' that!" then I closed the door before he had a chance to replie.
I ran down the steps to the livingroom then stopped at the corner. I couldn't beleive I saw Jin trying to dance; he cursed himself when missed a step.
"Ah Jin, trying to sway your way to Hwoarang's heart?" he jumped went he noticed me.
"Lee! I'm not- I mean... uh." he mumbled.
I covered his mouth, "Say no 더 많이 Jin-chan, I'll always help 당신 in troubled times." I smiled. He glared at me then sighed heavilly.
He shocked me when he asked, " Could 당신 help me...d-da...da-"
"Dance?" I jumped in.
"Uh, yes." he squeezed the skin between his eyes.
"Of course, Jinny-chan!" I laughed.
Jin glared at me, "I swear, if 당신 say that again-"
I rolled my eyes. "You'll what? 당신 wouldn't dare-"
"I'll choke the life out of you!" he growled deeply covering his mouth. I blinked and shuck my head, "Darn Mishima's. Them and their 'Devil Gene'. I can't work like this..." I thought. I started walking off.
"Don't be late tommorow, Jin!" I called back. Jin merily sighed.
I look awesome! My ruffled white 셔츠 and black pants-I'm sooooo glad Jin needs help! I'd probablly would'nt be able to wear this any other time...
I'm suprised Jin needs any help with dancing; I mean It's just a waltz! But hey, not everybody is talented. I stared dancing with myself. "A coo coo ra cha, A coo coo ra cha..." I sang spining. I stopped when I saw Jin at the door wide eyed.
"Welcome Jin! Let us begin!" I said dramaticly. Jin tried to turn heel and run but I caught him. Hehe.
I chose the west wing basment for several reasons:
One, because Kazuya doesn't come over this way.
Two, because the large space.
Three, because the low window gives the room a yellowish glow thats romantic. In this case; all those are perfect in helping Jin. I made Jin stand stright up and face me. Jin looked nervous...
I felt a little bad for him. Jin's a high class mobster and his desirable Korean is a 거리 punk. The balance is way off. But there must be something that attracts Jin to him; what, I don't now.
"Okay, Jin." I started holding my arms out, "Put your hand to my right hand."
Jin hesitated but did as told.
I smiled good, "Now, put your other on my hip-"
Jin's face burned, "WHAT?!"
I glared, "You heard me! Hand:Hand; Hand:Hip."
Jin turned away. He was sooooo adorable!
"Listen, 당신 want to dance with Hwoarang right?" I said, "Then suck it up and do this; otherwise Steve'll-"
Jin perct up and growled, "Fine..."
I smiled, "Excellent!"
The rest of the 일 we practiced. Jin got way better and seemed less nervous. We deceided to take a break. Jin sat at the 표, 테이블 while I searched the frige.
"Hey Lee," Jin murmed. I replied with a 'hm'
"W-why are 당신 so happy about the party?" he asked.
I grabbed the 주황색, 오렌지 주스 and looked at him.
"Because....you know, I really don't know..." I walked to the talbe and sat. "Do I need a reason to be happy?"
Jin shrugged. In truth I was happy because Kazuya was going to be there. Not only that....
Jin gasped, "Oh crap! I forgot my suit!!" Jin dashed out befor I got to tell him my birthday is comming up.
"...Oh well."