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021;;Weekend Lover

Sat, 31 May 2008 05:46:45 GMT

Title: Weekend Lover
Focus: KAT-TUN and NewS (Kamenashi Kazuya, Akanishi Jin, and Yamashita Tomohisa)
Rating: PG-13; Yaoi
Words: 1,314
Other: I'm tired x.x; *Falls* wrote this on my birthday~ may 26... Um... Yea wrote for s7nluv because... Well, basically everything I write is for her XD and she wanted a Jin fic called Weekend Lover after hearing Cascada's Bad Boy (which I love by the way 8D just so everyone knows randomly XD). Um... Yea... x.x I dunno I don't really like it but I don't like much stuff I write =.=;;; But I hope you all like it <3

Monday

Jin climbed onto Kame’s bed and straddle-sat over said boy’s hips. His fingers ghosted up and down Kame’s sides until the boy woke up.

“What the hell, Jin, its 2 AM!” Kame stared at Jin with a very angry look after glancing at the clock to his side.

Jin pouted at the other boy. “Can I sleep with you tonight?”

Kame propped himself up on his elbows and looked over the other boy. His lips were bruised, slightly open, and his bottom lip jutted out slightly, eyes half-lidded and slightly puffy underneath as he looked down at Kame, pants button and zipper were undone and barely hanging to his thin hips, cheeks rosy, and oxford haphazardly buttoned… Barely buttoned, actually, just enough so it wouldn’t fall off. Kame licked then bit his bottom lip with a sigh, “Fine.”

Jin squealed a “Yay!” then got off the boy’s hips and crawled into the bed next to him.

Kame rolled on his side and put his arms around the other boy’s waist, “So, you just came from his house?”

Jin nodded into Kame’s chest as Kame sighed. “Sing me that song, Kazu-chan,” Jin requested, although it was more of a demanding tone of voice.

Kame sighed again then nodded. “Si, ore tachi wa…”

Tuesday

“Jin!”

Jin rolled over and pulled the pillow over his head in an attempt at more sleep.

“Akanishi Jin!” Kame stomped up the steps, into the room, and yanked the pillow off the boy’s head “Jin, wake up!”

“AH! WHAT?!” Jin yelled back, not opening his eyes.

“You parked your car in the driveway?!” Kame continued the shouting.

“You woke me up for that?!” Jin growled and reached around for something else to block the sun.

“Jin! If he sees your car here, not only will he hate me, but he’ll break up with you too!” Kame rolled his eyes before pushing Jin off the edge of the bed to wake the boy up.

Jin sat up after harshly hitting the floor and rubbed up and down his back. “It doesn’t matter anyway! He doesn’t love me like I love him!” Then he started crying.

Kame sighed, mentally kicking himself in the butt. “Shh, its okay, Jin. Hey, I made breakfast.” Kame tried to comfort Jin by kneeling beside Jin and taking the boy’s head in his chest and stroking his hair. “Shh…”

Wednesday

“Hey, Jin, watch it!”

Jin looked in the direction of the voice with confusion. Next he knew, there was a water bottle sitting in his lap and a Kame sitting beside him. Kame tiled his head back, wet hair settling in the towel around his neck, eyes closed, and Adam’s apple quivering with every gulp of the water that dripped down his face from the corners of his mouth.

Jin stared, waiting for Kame to finish wiping the corners of his mouth with the towel, before speaking. “You’re so beautiful, Kazu-chan.”

Kame blinked and stared at Jin for a second then laughed, more scoffed, and punched Jin lightly in the shoulder. “Jerk,” He huffed out another breath to create a faux laugh while turning his face away from the boy.

Thursday

“Kazu-chan! Help me!”

Kame rolled his eyes while turning off the heat on the stove. He then moved the pan to a cool burner and headed up the stairs. “What Jin?”

“Help me decide what to wear tomorrow!”

Kame sighed, “Why do I always have to help you decide your clothes for dates?”

Jin blinked, “… Because you love me?”

Kame sighed and walked to the closet, not looking at Jin, and muttering, “You don’t even know how much I do…”

“Huh, Kazu-chan?”

Kame shook his head, making Jin think he was just talking to himself about the clothes, and threw some clothes over his shoulder at the boy, “That looks good. And dinner is done.” Then he left, not even looking at Jin.

“I love you Kazu-chan~ Thank you!”

Outside the room, Kame closed his eyes, shaking his head and sighing deeply, before whispering, “I wish you wouldn’t say that if you didn’t mean it…”

Friday

Cold. Back pushed up against the cold bathroom tiled wall. Hot. Blood racing through his veins, through his body. More. His tongue wildly, hungrily searching the other’s mouth; hands running through the other’s hair; legs wrapped around his waist; wanting to feel more, taste more, touch more. Short. Breaths, names, moans, groans, all coming quickly in small, frequent intervals. Pain. Nails digging into shoulders, crying and yelling, anything to make it hurt less. Pleasure. The pain passing and names yelled, screeched at full volume as they collapse onto the cold tile floor, the last waves of bliss running through their bodies to maintain warmth.

“I love you, Pi,” he says, regaining his breath and voice.

Yamapi rolls over, cups Jin’s face, and kisses the boy with everything he’s got left. “Love you, too, Jin.”

Saturday

“Sirloin, medium rare, please. What do you want?”

“Um…” Jin looks over the menu once more. “Can I have the alfredo with shrimp, please?”

The waitress nodded, collected the menus, and asked if the want salad, to which they nod.

Jin always eats out on Saturdays. Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays… Weekends. Because Yamapi doesn’t cook, Kame cooks.

“So… How was your week?” Yamapi smiles gently at Jin from across the table.

“Good,” Jin nods. “Lots of dance practice, we have a battle on Tuesday…” Jin trails his voice, leaving the next part empty. He doesn’t want to be disappointed.

“Oh, I have to work; otherwise I’d go see you.”

Jin nods and stares down into the salad the waitress placed before him just a second ago. Jin didn’t ask Yamapi if he could come, so he shouldn’t be disappointed, right?

“How was your week?” Jin asks, smiling at Yamapi after regaining composure.

Yamapi shrugged, “It was busy… Lots of paperwork.”

“I could help you sometimes, if you want…” Jin offered.

Yamapi shook his head, “Its okay.” He said shortly.

“We would get more time together…” Jin insisted.

“We already have weekends,” Yamapi stated.

“Ah, thank you… It looks so good!” Jin gazed at the newly arrived food to avoid looking at Yamapi with his tear filled eyes.

“Yes, it does... Bon Appetite,” He laughed a bit, not even noticing Jin’s upset body language.

Sunday

Their tongues danced, and explored, with each other as their hands roamed anywhere, and everywhere, they could.

“I have work tomorrow.” Jin always dreaded that phrase in his mind; Yamapi’s gentle way of saying, “Weekend’s over, time to go.”

Jin nodded slowly, “I love you.”

Yamapi gave Jin one last, long kiss, “See you.”

Jin nodded again as he gathered his bag and belongings.

“Bye,” Jin kissed Yamapi on the forehead before walking out of the apartment and to his car in the parking garage.

Inside his car, he didn’t hold back and let out a loud, anguished scream which faded into sobbing. Jin didn’t understand why Yamapi couldn’t say “I love you” unless they were making love. Why he couldn’t see Yamapi any other time than the weekend. Why he was so in love with someone who didn’t love him. Why he was so stupid.

He pulled out his phone and pressed the second speed dial.

“Moshi moshi?” A tired voice cracked over the line and Jin knew the boy woke up just take the call.

“Can I come over?” Jin’s voice cracked too, except from crying, not tiredness.

“Your weekend lover just kicked you out,” It was more of a statement than a question.

“… Mm…” It was so hard for him to even make that little noise.

A deep breath, “You know how to get in.”

“… Thank you, Kazu-chan,” And then a soft sob slipped from Jin’s throat and through the phone line.

“… Mm…” It was hard for Kame to make the noise as well.

020;;Message Sent

Sun, 02 Mar 2008 06:14:37 GMT

Title: Message Sent
Focus: Ya Ya Yah (Yamashita Shoon and Yabu Kota)
Rating: PG-13; Yaoi
Words: 1,160
Other: It sucks, I am sorry T_T I don't even know why I wrote this since I don't really ship YamaBu x.x; but I've been on a big Yax3 kick and a semi-Yabu kick and I'm on a perpetual Shoon kick so yea XD;;;

Hey

Wide eyes stared at the screen for a few more seconds as a hard swallow went down his throat. Shoon’s fingers sat lightly on the keypad as he read the message for the fiftieth time. By now, he realized that it wasn’t suddenly going to change but he still watched it to be absolute certain it wouldn’t. A big intake of air before his eyes squeezed shut and his thumb pressed on the keypad. Slowly, he opened one eye then the other and found the message gone and the inbox screen displayed. After quickly shut the phone and shoved it in his pocket, he turned on his side and gazed distractedly at the television screen.

Jumping slightly at the wiggling in his pocket, his breath stopped as he frantically pulled out his phone, whipped open the screen rather harshly, and practically pounded on the keypad to get to his destination.

Yo~ ^~^ What’s up?~

Giggling softly while air returned to his lungs, he smiled as he read the note over a few times. Before writing his own reply, reading it over at least ten times, then sending it but this time he kept the phone in his hands rather than his pocket. Yabu had replied so that meant he was done with filming or at least had a few minutes of break for now.

Not much, you looked awesome. You’re not cold are you?

A few seconds later he received his reply so his theory that other was on break was confirmed by the promptness of the messages.

I’m not cold~ ^~^ I brought my jacket to wear over the costume~ And my costume is long sleeved and pantsed~ It’s the other boys you should worry about, like Chinen-chan~ Not me~ haha~ But thank you~~~

He shook his head a bit but smiled at the message. Yabu’s messages always put a smile on his face. Even that day he found out that Ya Ya Yah was separating and he didn’t do anything, even answer his phone, except cry. That day Yabu wouldn’t stop sending him messages, every two seconds at the latest he’d get a new message from the other boy. Finally, he opened his phone to hit the off button and saw a message from Yabu and he smiled through his tears.

Ne~ But even if it’s long, it’s not necessarily warm~ I’ve worn those so-called long costumes before, you know~ And oh yes, we can’t have Chi-chan getting sick, can we? Make sure you take care of all them as well… Make sure that Hi-kun stays warm too, okay? … Are you done for the day or just on break?

He had to debate before adding the last question and even then he hesitated on sending it. For some reason, his heart tugged whenever he wrote messages like that but he eventually sent it and continued to clutch his phone.

Hai hai~ I will!! I’m oldest so I need to take care of them all well, right? Hikaru says he misses you and that he’ll stay warm too~~ ^~^~~ and I am………. Dun dun dun! Did you get that? XD I am dun dun dun~ Done!!! For the day!!! ^~^ …. If my next message comes slow, it’s because I’m trying to get the others to put on their jackets because it’s BRR SO COLD OUTSIDE but they don’t understand that! Now I understand why you would get frustrated with us when we youngers wouldn’t put on our coats~ XD But sometimes we did it on purpose~~~

Shoon rolled his eyes and shook his head slightly. “Yabu…” The name came breathlessly from his mouth before his fingers flew over the keypad once again.

HEY!!! You did it on purpose! Is it funny to see my frustrated?! Grr! I am angry now! T~T haha, that looks really angry, ne?

He stared at the message for a while. His heart pounded while he took deep breathes while continuing to stare.

Have you eaten yet?

He finally added to the end of the message before closing his eyes and pushing send before he could change his mind and erase it.

It was fun~ You were cute when you got frustrated~~ hehe~ ^~^ And I think it looks more like sad tears than angry tears! hehe~ Shoon is bad at being angry! ^~^!!! And I haven’t eaten yettt~~ Well… I ate lunch…. 10 hours ago… Does that count? XD

Shoon quickly typed his message and hit the send button without looking it over since he knew that if he did, he probably would’ve erased it all and not sent it.

No, eating ten hours ago for lunch does not count as eating for dinner, Yabu! Lunch does not equal dinner! XD Do you want to come over for dinner? I miss you…

He had closed the screen. So when the phone started vibrating in his hand, he opened it with his eyes closed as his fingers worked on the keypad; they had memorized the way to the inbox.

Wait, have YOU eaten, Shoon?! O.O!!! oh oh! that sounds nice! I’m up for dinner! ^~^ Hikaru wanted to go to dinner but~ I can go to dinner with him anyday! and I had lunch with him!! I don’t get to see Shoon everyday… anymore…. I miss that… I miss you, too~ ^~^

Shoon’s breath caught when he read Yabu was choosing him over Hikaru. Yamashita Shoon over Yaotome Hikaru. That made him smile, a lot.

Aw~ Tell Hikaru I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean to take his dinner buddy!! And I ate a little bit earlier but I wasn’t that hungry… Also, if Hikaru gets upset, tell him I’ll invite him to dinner sometime too… Maybe not for a while~ But sometime! XD

With that, he got up from his couch, hit the controller to turn off the television, and made his way to the kitchen and began to rummage through his cooking and food supply after setting his phone on the island counter.

SUGOI!! I’ll be there in about an hour~ And Hikaru isn’t upset! ^~^ Well… He’s upset that you didn’t invite him this time! XD but he’ll get over it! ^~^ Yes yes~ See you in an hour~~

He set the timer on the oven as he set a pot of water to boil before walking to the island and checking his phone and typing one last message, quickly sending it lest his history of erasing messages strike again.

I love you.

After adding some noodles to the boiled water and observing them until they could lower to a simmer, he checked his phone once more.

This message could not be sent to the following recipients: Yabu Kota

Shoon sighed at the phone before closing it, setting it back on the table, and returning to his food preparation. “Some things are better said face to face than over a text message, ne?” He reasoned with himself aloud as he cooked.

019a;;Letters (part 1)

Sat, 01 Sep 2007 08:22:51 GMT

Title: Letters
Focus: Super Junior and DongBangShinGi (YunHo and DongHae)
Rating: PG-13; Yaoi and depression
Words: 981
Other: Yes, part one. Part one of a two part one shot... Sound weird? Oh well, deal with it ._. I'm dieing right now @_@ i'm so tired i'm seriously feel like i'm dieing because my head hurts and i've been having problems with my teeth and i ache all over @_@ So yes... There is no way in heaven or earth or under that i could type up the second part to this oneshot so... yea .____.; Here's part one for now... You'll have to wait for part two for when I get back from canada on monday/tuesday... Until then... Have a nice day/life... .______. *dies*

February 6, 2005

Hyung! Happy Birthday! How is Japan? I wish we could celebrate together T_TT But… I’ll just have to accept it, huh? Now that you’re debuted, we can’t play as much as before, right? T_TT Oh well… I can still send you a letter and gifts~ It’s not the same as giving them in person but… It’ll suffice, right?

I really miss you hyung!~~~ I have no one to talk to T_TT I mean… I call you but… For only 2 minutes because you’re too busy T_TT I can talk to HeeChul-hyung or Jay-hyung but… HeeChul’s busy because he has drama role offers so he’s at the studio a lot and Jay… Jay is always traversing the countryside or something…

It’s weird… I want what you have but… I also want to keep what I have. That’s really strang, huh? I want to debut like you! T_TT Why couldn’t we debut together? We joined SM on the exact same day… Why couldn’t we debut on the same day? But… I also like the privacy I have right now… I’m probably not cut out for being a star yet… I’m still too shy, right? ___----____;;;; Is there anyway to be a private star? Keke. That’s what I want to be. Then I can be a star like you but still have my private life. Keke. I’m strange, huh hyung? ___^

Ahhhh~~~ I shouldn’t be writing like this on your birthday! Call me as ssoon as you get this and tell if you like your gift!! __^

____^ DongHae

August 8, 2006

Hyung… You probably heard already even though you’re in Japan… Abuji died.

Hyung… It hurts to write… I can barely hold the pencil… But.. You can’t answer your phone right now… So I have to write…

I’m home now… I’m back in Mokpo…. How long has it been since I’ve been here? Do you remember? Too long. It’s been too long since I’ve been here. Just a little too long. Just not even 24 hours too long…

Hyung… You remember abuji, right? He was healthy, right? … Or… Maybe too long has passed and he’s not healthy anymore… I don’t know...

Hyung… Abuji is supposed to be here. Umma is saying he’s gone because he’s happy… I debuted so he’s happy… He died happy…

Hyung… I was going to record an album with him… His dream… My dream… No… OUR dream. His dream was to sing. To become a star. I once dreamed of playing sports but my dad… My idol… Convinced me to sing. Then, I dreamed of one day singing with my idol… It will never happen now… Will it?

He wasn’t supposed to leave… He never even got to fulfill his dream… And I never got to sing with my idol… Hyung… Why is he gone? Just a month ago… Just a little more than a month ago… Not that long ago… We won our first multizen… I cried so much… On television, I thanked abuji and told him to be healthy… When we got home, I called him and cried so much while I talked to him for a few hours… I told him to take care of himself… Hyung… Did God not listen to my wanting to bless my dad?...

DongHwa-hyung told me that abuji was hooked up to a lot of wires and tubes before he died… Before I came… I don’t want to see my abuji like that… I’m glad he doesn’t have to be in that situation anymore but… I also don’t like this situation… I wonder… If I had gotten to go back last week… Last week umma and DongHwa called me and told me abuji was in the hospital… But since we’re busy promoting U and Dancing Out and Full House… Doing everything… I didn’t have a change to come back and see him… I just sent him well wishes from many miles away… I wonder if I had gone back… If I could’ve just dropped what I was doing to come out here… Maybe even for a few hours… Would abuji still be here? … Hyung… Do you think abuji would still be here? … I don’t know if this was the right path for me…

Hyung… Am I selfish? I want everything… and nothing at all… I want abuji back… I want to be a singer… I want to be a dancer… I want to be an actor… I want to stay at home… I want to be on stage… I want fans… But I don’t want fans here. I want all that stuff… But I could gladly give it all away as long as abuji is back… As long as I can stay with abuji, umma, and donghwa my whole life… I’d give up stardom for just that… Am I selfish?

Hyung… Am I mean? I just told you that I don’t want the fans here… I want them to go away… They make me feel like I’m some sort of zoo animal… Today I went to see my father… In his casket… Outside the funeral home… There were people screaming… Screaming at a sacred place for rest… People screaming… Snapping pictures… Trying to touch me and block the way when all I wanted to do was see my abuji… See him one last time before they put him in the earth forever… Hyung… At those moments, I wish that they hadn’t existed… Even though I know they’re what gives me strength… I know they’re the ones that helped lift me up to where I am now… But… Then… I just wanted them gone… Am I a mean person?

Hyung… I really can’t write anymore… I know I said that at the beginning… I’m surprised I even wrote this much… But I really can’t write anymore… I’m shaking… Too much… So, I’ll end here… DongHae.

omfg *passes out*

018;; Outlook

Mon, 16 Apr 2007 02:53:24 GMT

Title: Outlook
Focus: SS501 (HyungJoon and HyunJoong)
Rating: PG-13; Yaoi and depression
Words: 817
Other: Can the baby-like HyungJoon change the pessimestic view of HyunJoong? (this is possibly the stupidest summary I have ever written ._.;) also, this was supposed to be a birthday present for s7nluv for her birthday... I wrote it on her birthday :X but only got around to actually typing and putting it up now T_T; So yea :x Happy late birthday, emily~ <333

“Hyung! Let me in~!”

“I’m developing! I can’t let you in. I’ll be out in an hour!”

“But Hyung~”

“You heard me!”

I heard him huff and stomp away angrily. I responded with a sigh before shaking my head and clucking my tongue.

I turned my attention back to the task in front of me. Carefully, I watched as the black paper became colorful in the acidic solution. Steadily, I waited in the dim light for my paper to become the desired shad. Quickly, I pulled the rectangle out of the acid and dipped it in and out of the dish of water beside me. Again, I dipped it into another dish of clean water. Finally, I clipped it vertically to the clothesline above my head.

I stepped back to admire the beauty in the dim light.

It was a picture of him. He was embarrassed because I caught him right when he woke up. Hair everywhere, eyes puffy and half-open, and his face just bloated overall. However, he still put on his crooked toothed smile and held up his two fingers for the perfect picture.

The perfect picture…

My eyes wandered towards the desk that held my photo albums. Every one of those photos had no people in them, not even myself.

I smiled as I began to develop the next picture in my roll of film. It was another picture of him. The colors hadn’t begun to change, but I knew it was of him because now I only took pictures of him. Sometimes of myself, but he would have to be in it as well.

I shook the dish to sweep more acid to catalyst the reaction.

I used to never take pictures of people. Back then, I thought people were ugly. The only beautiful things in the world were what you found around you. What existed form the beginning of time. That was what was perfect.

After hanging the picture next to the first one, I moved to developing the next photograph.

I believed that only things akin to the Garden of Eden were perfect. Why else would humans have been booted from perfection unless they were imperfect?

I watched with a smile as I saw his face appear through the dim light once again.

He was perfection. He changed my view of people. Now, I still think humans are flawed, but I’ve stopped thinking everyone is ugly. He taught me that everyone has at least one beautiful trait. He told me that nature was beautiful, but there were also some humans that were beautiful. He even pointed some out to me before and listed all the beauty traits they possessed. He even gave similarities between human beauty and natural beauty.

I lifted the trays of water and dumped the soiled water into the plastic sink before turning the faucet and letting the distilled water refill the tray.

He told me that humans may have been kicked out of the Garden of Eden for imperfection, but why would God allow humans to start anew on earth if there wasn’t something good about them? God could easily have just killed Adam and Even and kept the perfection for himself.

I smiled wide as I hung up the last development from the film.

I don’t know how he did it, but he changed my view on everything. My ideas of nature, humans, perfection, and even on life itself have been altered because of him.

“Hyung!!! It’s been an hour! Are you done yet?!”

I jumped slightly at the sudden pounding on wood before I started laughing.

“I’m coming!” I yelled as I pulled the curtain closed behind me to keep the light out before walking into the hallway.

“Hyung!”

The instant I walked out, a pair of arms were around my neck and a pair of legs around my waist. The force of the hug almost knocked me over but I regained my balance… After backing into the wall.

“HyungJoon-ah?”

He looked at me with his perfectly smooth and clear skin and big questioning eyes.

“Have I told you I love you, today?”

He jumped off me and stood straight. His arms crossed over his chest, lower lip stuck out, and cheeks full of air.

“No!” He said angrily. “You woke up then left to develop without even saying good morning!” He repuffed his cheeks because they lost their air by his talking.

“Well…” I slapped both his cheeks simultaneously and laughed as the air escaped through his lips and into my face. “I love you. Do you forgive me?”

He pouted further as his arms went down by his sides. “Of course, babo! Now… Go eat your breakfast! It’s starting to get cold!” He pointed down the hallway, towards the kitchen.

“Okay… Okay,” I laughed while complying.

It’s hard to believe that a big baby like him could change someone like me so drastically.
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__017;; Overlooked

Wed, 11 Apr 2007 02:46:18 GMT

Title: Overlooked
Focus: Super Junior (RyeoWook and DongHae)
Rating: PG; rejection and depression
Words: 2,123
Other: DongHae feels left out T_T Wah~ I wrote this because one day I really missed DongHae :x and got all angsty about missing DongHae :x especially after listening to Super Junior's new song with lots of DongHae rapping :x

He lay on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and staring at the television screen. Soon, tears are falling from his eyes.

“DongHae-ah?” RyeoWook asks him from the across the room. The magnae was watching the movie from the couch across from DongHae.

DongHae closes his eyes and turns so that his face is in the cushions of the couch, away from RyeoWook. “Yes?” He says after he has regained control of his voice.

“You alright?” RyeoWook watches DongHae’s head move up and down in a nod.

“Yea, I just started crying because of the movie.”

“Oh, okay,” RyeoWook knows when to drop the subject. DongHae started crying when all the actors and actresses were laughing, RyeoWook knows that the movie isn’t what made DongHae cry but RyeoWook also knows that DongHae will talk when he’s ready.

---

“1… 2… 3… 4…” The boy stares intently at his reflection in the mirror as he counts steadily.

“1… 2….. 3.. 4….” His counting starts to falter as his breathing becomes heavier and his mind strains to remember the next move.

“1… 2- AH!” He is on the floor.

“DongHae, are you ready for a break yet?” The shorter boy walks over and holds an outstretched hand to the other boy. After helping the older boy up, the younger then hands him the bottled water he kept in his free hand.

“Thanks, RyeoWook.” DongHae puts on a smile and tilts his head back and dumps the water into his mouth. Some of the water spills out and runs down his face and shirt, but he doesn’t care. He just wipes it off with the bottom of his t-shirt after he’s drained the plastic container of its inhabitants.

DongHae then takes uneven steps towards the bench with their duffle bags. Upon reaching the bags, he sticks his hand into his own and starts to feel around. Not finding what he wanted, he starts to take the contents of his bag and pile them next to his bag.

“Are you looking for the tape?” RyeoWook asks while staring at DongHae’s feet and observing the older boy’s unevenness.

“Yea, do you know where it is?” DongHae stops taking things out of his bag and looks at RyeoWook.

RyeoWook walks next to DongHae with a slight sigh. He bends down and picks the athletic tape up from next to DongHae’s feet and hands it to the aforementioned.

DongHae sits down on the bench and pulls his right shoe and sock off, revealing white tape already present from the middle of his foot to above his ankle. He pulls on the end of the athletic tape that RyeoWook gave him moments ago then sticks the end on the middle of his arch and reinforces the tape cast that he formerly made.

“Hyung…” RyeoWook watches as DongHae pulls the tape as tightly as he can. “Hyung… Should we just stop for the day? That’s the fifth time you’ve reinforced that tape…”

DongHae shakes his head, “I have to prove to myself that I’m here for a reason.” He sets the tape on the bench before pulling his shoe and sock back on and heading back out to the middle of the dance studio.

“You’re already amazing though, hyung…” RyeoWook watches DongHae worriedly before walking over to the boom box and starting the music before making his way to dance next to DongHae.

---

“Ojekaniah Never back dawn!” He clicked his tongue disapprovingly as he shook his head.

“Ojekaniah Nebah back down!” He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he tilted his head around.

“Ojekaniah Never back down!” He nodded and scribbled some notes onto the paper before turning the page.

“Hyung, aren’t you taking this a little too seriously?” RyeoWook rolled over in his bed and grabbed his glasses from the bed stand. He rubbed his eyes before putting the glasses on his face and sitting up and facing DongHae.

“Sorry RyeoWook, did I wake you up?” DongHae looked apologetically at the younger boy.

RyeoWook nodded, “You did, but it’s alright.” He stretched before yawning. “Do you want to play a game, Hyung? You’ve been practicing those songs all day and into the night for the past three days, let’s play a game so you don’t get too stressed, okay?” RyeoWook smiled at the older boy.

DongHae looked unsure for a moment, looking at RyeoWook then at his note-ridden lyrics then at RyeoWook once more. He took a deep breath then set his pencil and lyrics on the bedside table. “Okay, what do you want to play?” He smiled at the younger boy.

“Um…” RyeoWook’s hand went up and covered his mouth as he looked towards the ceiling in thought. “Wanna play go fish?” RyeoWook internally hit himself in the head for suggesting such a stupid game.

DongHae laughed, “Sure, it’s easy so it’s good for stress relieving.” He smiled, realizing RyeoWook’s internal battle about whether or not ‘Go Fish’ was a stupid game.

RyeoWook smiled. It seemed to him that since DongHae and he started sharing a room, they became able to basically read each other’s minds. However, there were still a few things that they were still fuzzy about; for example, DongHae’s thoughts at that moment. RyeoWook knew that there was something bothering DongHae, but he couldn’t quite place it exactly.

“RyeoWook?” DongHae waved his hand in front of the younger boy’s face.

“Uh, huh?” RyeoWook snapped out of his trance.

“Are you going to get the cards or stare at sleeping Bada?” DongHae laughed.

“Ah~” RyeoWook laughed as well before he reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out the cards. After gracefully shuffling the deck, he handed each of them seven cards and set the rest in the middle.

“How’s Bada doing, by the way? Thanks for taking care of him because I’ve been a bit preoccupied lately,” DongHae asked while RyeoWook was fishing for his desired card.

“Bada’s doing well,” RyeoWook shook his head at DongHae’s request for an 8. “Go fish. And don’t worry about it; I’m not scared of dogs like SungMin.” He laughed. “And you’ve been stressed lately so it’s the least I can do since I can’t do anything else to help you…” RyeoWook shifted his gaze from DongHae’s face to his cards as he gave an awkward crooked smile. “Do you have any 2s?”

“Here,” DongHae handed RyeoWook one of his cards and watched as RyeoWook set down his pair then continued to gaze at his cards. “Do you have any sixes?” DongHae watched as RyeoWook shook his head, still keeping his gaze averted from DongHae. “RyeoWook… You help me so much just by being there. Also bringing the athletic tape and water to dance practice… Just little things like that help me. Right now… I just feel… I don’t know.”

RyeoWook finally looked up at DongHae and shook his head. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, DongHae.” RyeoWook said quickly, sensing some uneasiness in DongHae’s voice. RyeoWook never wanted his friends to think he’s forcing them to say something to him.

“No,” DongHae shook his head this time. “I need to talk about it. Even if it comes out awkwardly… I’ve been keeping it inside for too long.” DongHae took a deep breath and set his cards face down before facing RyeoWook seriously. He always knew he could talk to RyeoWook about it and that RyeoWook was waiting patiently until DongHae needed someone to talk to. However, it was just awkward for DongHae to talk to people about his problems since he usually just kept them inside while showing a smile on the outside. “Right now… I feel overlooked.” DongHae admitted. “I feel like I’m not good enough for anything. I feel like getting into Super Junior in the first place was a fluke. SooMan-sshi just put me in Super Junior because he felt bad for me. I came to this company…” He counted with his fingers. “I’ve been in this company for 7 years right now… I spent 5 of those years training… Although now it’s more like 6 years since I’ve been out for about a year. But, I trained for 5 years… At least once a month, I was told… No, I was lied to that I would be in a group. First it was PAX, then it was ALIVE, then it was… I don’t even remember because there have been so many lies about when I would debut and who I would debut with. But finally… Finally,” He paused, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. “Finally… I debuted with Super Junior. A real debut, not just a lie that SooMan-sshi fed me. I finally thought that all my hard work paid off. I actually though that I had something which made SooMan impressed enough to let me debut for real. When we won our first award, that’s why I cried so much. I felt like I could actually do something. But recently… I feel like I did whenever I was lied to about what group I would be in. When K.R.Y. first came out, I felt slightly betrayed. I felt like I was living in a lie. Of course, I was happy for you guys because it gave you recognition because I know you guys were underrated before. I thought that you guys would just perform while Super Junior was still going… It wasn’t until Super Junior got pulled away that I started to feel betrayed. But, I still tried to keep positive. I stayed happy because you guys finally got the recognition that you deserved. And I don’t know about you and KyuHyun, since you two haven’t been with SM as long, but I knew that for YehSung he must have had the accomplished feeling that I had when I got to be in Super Junior. So I just stayed happy for you guys and didn’t let the feeling phase me because you guys deserved it. I truly thought, and still do think, that you guys deserved recognition as K.R.Y. But… Then our album kept getting pushed back. First it was November, then it was January, then it was February, then it was March… Now it’s April and it got pushed again to June. Then we found out that our album got pushed back for another mini group… Super Junior T. A group that I, again, wasn’t in. Of course, others weren’t in it as well but the others have other stuff going on too. Like KiBum wasn’t in Super Junior T or K.R.Y. but he was filming his drama. He still had stuff going on. However, for me, there was nothing. Sure, I go on radio sometimes but I don’t know if that can really be considered as something important. I don’t know…” He paused and closed his eyes tight this time while he breathed. “I just feel like for this song… I have to try my best. I have to make it perfect. I have to prove it to, not only everyone else, but more to myself that I really do belong in Super Junior for a reason. Because, right now, I can’t see the reason I’m in Super Junior except that SooMan-sshi pitied me for training with him so long.” He let out a soft, superficial laugh. “Ah~ Sorry for saying all this, RyeoWook… I just… I just need to get it out.”

“Hyung…” RyeoWook was looking DongHae straight in the eyes. “Hyung, I don’t care what SooMan or anyone else things. You do belong here. Hyung, you are amazing. I know that I got it lucky… I’m not proud of it, but I acknowledge it. Hearing all the training stories… I think that you guys are amazing. You guys that had to go through all the training. Because, I feel that if I had had to go through all of that training… I would have quit. Even though I wanted to be a singer so badly, I honestly believe I would have quit if that had happened to me. Training every day for so long and then only getting hollow promises. DongHae… You’re amazing to have gone through all that and still be here. Moreover, you’re just amazing in general. Your dancing, your singing, your acting. You’re so well-rounded and I just find that really awesome.” RyeoWook gave DongHae a reassuring smile.

DongHae’s lips lifted back at RyeoWook. “Thank you, RyeoWook,” He laughed slightly. “See? You help me just by being there. Now where are those sixes?”

RyeoWook laughed, “I don’t have one so you’ll have to go fishing for one!” The younger boy smiled at the elder’s rejuvenated spirit as they both picked up their cards and resumed the game they started earlier.
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__016;; Rebirth

Wed, 21 Feb 2007 04:32:04 GMT

Title: Rebirth
Focus: SS501 (2HJ and JungMin)
Rating: PG-13; for yaoi and light kissing
Words: 1, 822
Other: For emily <3 becuase her KiHae is <3333 :D It's probably really typoed, and I won't get to editing it until like 2 weeks from since I have exams next week and won't have time until then =.=; Also~ See how many references to SS songs you can find :D hehe <3 *dork* XD;;; Also, it is AU about Fairies and Fairyland~ :D;

Fairies are perfect. They dance around on happy clouds and don’t have to care about anything. However, the reason they are perfect is because of all the rules they have to follow. Moreover, fairies are perfect because rule breakers were only issued three warnings before being kicked out of the land and are reborn as dirty humans with all their perfect fairy memories erased.

Humans are the opposite of fairies. Humans are dirty. Humans are disobedient. Humans can die. Humans are scary… Or so the stories said. None of the fairies had actually met a human. None of them even knew what humans look like. Those were just the myths that started when they were young and followed them to gongnil-ness; that is, grown fairyhood. Not until they grew to be courageous enough did any of them ever find out that the only difference between humans and fairies was that humans were freer and they were mortal. Humans and fairies looked exactly the same and thought exactly the same.

The biggest rule of Evryland, the land of the fairies, was: love is forbidden. If this rule was broken, it was bye bye for that unfortunate fairy. The reason was that this was said to be the ultimate rule and, thus, if broken, there was no chance of redemption. In the fairy’s view, after love was reached there was no turning back. This was because love caused lust which caused sin which was bad and defied the perfection that was fairies. Moreover, if love between two genders is forbidden, love between the same gender is even more forbidden. If you get caught even liking someone of the same gender then you instantly become a human. Not is love between the same gender lustful, and thus sinful, but it is also against nature. How could it be love be forbidden and bad when done by perfect fairies? No one ever questioned it but, secretly, it came from the scary stories about the humans.

However, in Evryland, there was one very mischievous fairy that was very curious about the humans and tried to make other fairies become human so that he could find out what being a human was like. This fairy’s name was Jung.

He had already gotten rid of his two best friends. He had exposed their secret love affair to the officers of Snoville, the town they lived in together, and they both got turned into humans. He thought that writing in pen on their hands that they were once fairies and to contact him after becoming humans and tell him what being human was all about. However, because fairies are so much smaller than human babies – of course, Jung didn’t know this – the writing on Kyu and Saeng’s hands just looked like little black freckles on their hands.

Bored because he had no more friends and sad because he never figured out what being human was really like, Jung decided to find new friends. He found these friends in the form of two male fairies named Hyung and Joong. Jung, being the observant little fairy he is with too much time on his hands, almost instantly noticed the connection between his two new friends. He could tell by the way the looked at each other that they really wanted to love each other, but they also knew it was the worst law to break.

This gave Jung a grand idea. He just had to put sticky notes onto Hyung and Joong and they would surely find those after becoming human and thus tell him what being a human was really like! That was the greatest plan ever! He thought. But, the problem was, how in Evryland was he going to make it happen?!

One day, while watching Hyung, he got a splendid idea! Jung, the fairy with too much time on his hands, noticed that Hyung twitched every time Joong got touched by someone. Not really understanding love, but at least understanding that touching had to do with it, Jung decided that Hyung didn’t like Joong getting touched because it had to do something with love. What exactly? Jung didn’t really care. As long as he could get his answer to what human life was like, he didn’t care about the logic behind the actions. It just had to work.

From that day on, everyday Jung would make sure to touch Joong somewhere. Everyday, it was a different place. Sometimes Jung would touch Joong’s face. Sometimes he’d touch Joong’s arm. Other times he’d touch Joong’s chest; Jung noticed that that was the place that Hyung most hated Joong to be touched.

One day, Joong confronted Jung and asked Jung, in naro (the fairy’s language) of course, why Jung touched him so much. Jung replied with a shrug and told Joong that it was fun. Joong then told Jung to stop because it made someone else uncomfortable.

So Jung stopped and started to observe Joong. Jung thought it was the most reasonable thing to do. He wasn’t getting a response from Hyung so he might as well just try the next to make the other half do something. Jung soon found out that Joong flinched every time that Hyung got kissed. Of course, this was a very common occurrence in Evryland. Since kisses had no romantic meaning behind them, they were used as a sign of greeting. However, Jung didn’t care about the reason behind why Joong flinched at the sight of Hyung getting greeted. Jung just said it must have something to do with love and left it at that.

From that day on, Jung started to kiss Hyung differently everyday. Someday, he’d just kiss Hyung on the cheek. Other days, he’d slip his tongue into Hyung’s mouth oh so discreetly. Of course, Jung didn’t know what that tongue meant; he just knew that he had seen Kyu and Saeng do it before. Moreover, Jung saw that whenever he slipped his tongue into Hyung’s mouth, Joong would ball his tiny star-shaped hands and walk away. Plus, Jung felt a satisfying spark go through him when he stuck his tongue into Hyung’s mouth. Jung didn’t know what that spark meant, but he knew that it was a new feel and it felt nice.

One day, Hyung decided to confront Jung about Jung’s habit. Hyung, being a coward, mustered up all his courage to ask Jung to stop. And, unable to deny the request of such a cute baby, Jung conceded.

Jung sat on his special cloud and stared into the sky as he tried to think of one last way make Hyung and Joong into humans so he could find out what these humans were really like! He sat and thought. And thought. And thought some more. It took him until nightfall, but he stood up on his cloud and snapped his fingers, thinking of the perfect idea.

The next day, he picked the prettiest cloud flowers he could find and left one in Hyung’s room with a note saying to take the flower to the high cloud on the other side of Snoville. Jung left a similar flower and note combination in Joong’s room.

As the note commanded, the two addressees’ went to the high cloud with their flowers. Of course, they couldn’t see each other because it was too dark. But, as soon as they got there, Hyung found a pair of lips on his and Joong felt the star hands on his chest. They both wanted to resist but, somehow, Jung – they both assumed it was Jung because it was just so characteristic of him – had gotten quite good at figuring out what was most pleasurable for both of the. It was probably the bored observing that he always did.

However, both were shocked after they hear a voice, Jung’s voice, from far off before a flashlight blinded them and they found themselves intertwined in a touching-kissing frenzy. The supreme fairy leader condemned to become humans the next day, saying that their passions could not be let lose upon the perfect Evryland.

Also, like Kyu and Saeng, Hyung and Joong were to born at different human times so that their love would never happen again. Of course, before they were banished, Jung gave them both sticky notes that told them to call him. Surprisingly, Hyung and Joong later found the notes in the human world, but the notes were writing in naro. To the human eye, naro looked like tiny handprints, not words and, so, Jung never got to know what being a human was really like… Or did he?

The fairy leader found out about Jung’s meddling in Kyu and Saeng’s case, as well as Hyung and Joong’s case. The fairy leader then banished Jung as well. However, the fairy leader allowed Jung to keep his fairy memories because Jung just would not shut up and the fairy leader could not get any work done! The fairy leader had to do something to get the boy to shut his mouth.

Jung learned that even humans were even more prefect than fairies. He also learned that all the rumors about humans being horrible and not being able to be happy while human were false. He learned that being human was actually a second chance. Although humans didn’t have visible wings like fairies, fallen fairies of the world somehow kept their bond, even if they weren’t close to each other. Of course, Jung never learned if the second chances of fairies were coincidences or if it was really just the fairy leader being nice and allowing the fairies a chance for starting fresh

JungMin didn’t know how many years ago he had been the mischievous fairy Jung, but he knew it must’ve been long enough. He smiled cheekily as he looked around at the people he used to know. Even if they didn’t remember, he remembered. They looked exactly the same as they did when they were fairies. He watched as KyuJong and YoungSaeng whispered back and forth to each other. Occasionally pulling away to look each other in the eye and giggle before sending another whisper. He watched as HyungJoong and HyunJoong hold hands when they think that no one’s watching. However, JungMin, still bored and observant like Jung was, sees the hand holding session. JungMin smiles as he thinks that he unlocked the door for these beautiful relationships to bloom. Although his friends’s fairy forms hated him for his meddling because it got them kicked from Evryland, JungMin knew that if those that surrounded him knew of their sheltered past life, they would actually thank him. Profusely. Actually, JungMin had confessed to them that were fairies in their past life, but they all stared at him and laughed at his “silly joke,” as they called it. But, being thought of as insane was just a small price to be able to stand by what he really believed in.

__015;; Resolution [one-shot]

Tue, 02 Jan 2007 04:59:11 GMT

Title: Resolution
Focus: YehSung
Rating: G
Words: 144
Other: HAPPY NEW YEAR <3333 This is the entry for 1/1 :D YAY! my challenge is over! But now that means I have school soon T_T BOO!!!! T_T

10. Get coordis to let me dye my hair red again because I really liked it that way.
9. Practice everyday to make my voice better.
8. Drink more healthy tea to make my voice better even though I hate healthy tea.
7. Tease RyeoWook more because it’s fun to tease magnae number 1.
6. Tease KyuHyun more because I can’t tease one magnae and not the other.
5. Laugh at DongHae more because I get to enough this year.
4. Become less anti-social.
3. Take more pictures and post them on cyworld.
2. Block cyworld when HweeChul comes over so that I can optimize my computer time.
1. See how many nerves I can get on this year.

YehSung set his pen down and nodded approval to his list of resolutions. “This is going to be a great 2007,” He smiled as he folded the paper up and stuck it in his drawer.

__014;; Apology Accepted [one-shot]

Mon, 01 Jan 2007 03:41:34 GMT

Title: Apology Accepted
Focus: KyuMin (KyuJong x JungMin)
Rating: PG; yaoi
Words: 1,282
Other: This is for s7nluv because she's the one who gave me the plot for this story~ ^^ And she helped me beta <33 Thank you Emily~ <333

Monday

There was screaming. Screaming that filled the whole house and everyone just rolled their eyes.

“Hyung~ My ears hurt,” Baby whined, digging his head into HyunJoong’s lap as the older covered his ears.

“It’s alright, it’ll be over soon,” HyunJoong reassured Baby while smoothing the younger’s hair.

“KyuJong! KyuJong!! KYUJONG!!! Are you even listening to me?!” JungMin started throwing stuff from the bed to the ground.

“Yes, I’m listening JungMin,” KyuJong said, nodding soflty.

“I don’t think you are. I don’t… You know what?” JungMin looked around angrily, looked everywhere but in Kyujong's direction. “You know what?” He asked again, finally looking at KyuJong. “I’m going to sleep with YoungSaeng tonight.” He nodded a few times, still angry as he gathered the blankets and pillows he had just thrown off the bed into his arms. “I’m going to sleep with YoungSaeng,” he repeated as he walked out, slamming the door behind him.

The screaming stopped, KyuJong just leaning back in the chair he was sitting in. He let out a sigh with his closed his eyes.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, JungMin.” He sighed before getting up and fixing the bed Jungmin had ruined moments before.

Tuesday

“KyuJong~” JungMin almost sang as he came up behind KyuJong while the older brushed his teeth. The younger wrapped his arms around his hyung’s waist as he placed his head on the older’s shoulder and kissed the older’s neck. “KyuJong-ah~ I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Can you forgive me?”

KyuJong turned to JungMin with a smile and nodded. He turned back towards the sink and rinsed the toothpaste out of his mouth as JungMin thanked him and continued to apologize over and over while placing small kisses along the older’s neck.

YoungSaeng rolled his eyes at the two as he walked into, pushing them aside gently so that he could fix his hair and brush his own teeth.

Wednesday

The yelling started again.

“YoungSaeng, can you please do something about that?” The Leader nodded towards the hallway JungMin and KyuJong were currently standing in. He would have done it himself, if the Baby wasn’t hiding in his lap again.

“JungMin,” KyuJong reached out and tried to hold the younger’s elbow.

“Don’t touch me!” JungMin yelled angrily as he forcefully yanked his arm back towards himself.

“Calm down, JungMin-ah,” KyuJong’s voice remained calm.

“Calm down? Calm down?! You think I can be calm?!” JungMin crossed his arms over his chest and gave KyuJong an astonished look. He huffed, letting air escape haughtily from his lips as he continued to stare angrily.

“You know what?” JungMin started. “You sleep with YoungSaeng tonight." He took in a few more breaths, unable to calm down. “Go sleep with YoungSaeng,” he said, walking into their shared room and slamming the door, letting the other know he wasn't welcomed.

KyuJong let out a breath and shook his head when he saw YoungSaeng on the other side of the hallway. “Tomorrow,” he said to YoungSaeng with a smile. The other boy just shook his head and clicked his tongue, almost disapprovingly.

Thursday

KyuJong rolled out of bed and stretched before ruffling his hair and going to the door. He yawned widely once before stepping out.

The moment he closed the door behind him, he was pushed up against the door, JungMin’s tongue forcing itself down his throat.

“KyuJong-ah, I’m sorry,” JungMin said as the broke apart. “I love you,” he continued as he pulled the older boy into another kiss.

“It’s alright, JungMin.” KyuJong pulled the younger boy into a hug. “I love you, too," he said as he smiled into JungMin’s chest.

HyungJoon smiled a goofy, half-asleep smile as he stumbled down the hallway past his two hyungs.

Friday

The fighting resumed once more.

“Why do they always do this?” YoungSaeng complained to himself, being the only one left with the fighting couple as the eldest and youngest had gone out for a movie.

“KyuJong! Do you even understand how I feel?!” JungMin ran his hands through his hair, grabbing and pulling as he did so.

KyuJong nodded understandingly. “JungMin-ah, just calm down, okay?” KyuJong’s voice was able to sooth anyone else, but somehow Jungmin was defying nature at the moment, seeing as it had no effect on the younger of the two.

“No, no. I can’t calm down. It’s not okay. ARGH!” JungMin let out an angry cry as he tried to remove his hands from his badly tangled hair. “I’m going out for air,” JungMin stated after getting his hands out of his hair.

“Be careful,” KyuJong called after JungMin as the younger threw on a coat and left in a huff.

After he left, KyuJong began to count on his fingers. “Last fight for the week,” he said to himself, falling onto his bed and waiting for Jungmin to return.

Saturday

“KyuJong-ah~”

KyuJong groaned as he attempted to roll over and pull the blanket over his head. However, he found he was unable to move and his blanket was gone.

“What?” He asked in a husky voice as he slowly opened his eyes and wiped the sleep away.

“KyuJong-ah~ I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” JungMin told him.

“Mm, it’s alright.” KyuJong tried to lift himself off the bed but found he couldn’t as JungMin was still straddling his waist.

“I’m really sorry,” JungMin said again and again as he leaned down and placed kisses on KyuJong’s lips.

“It’s alright,” KyuJong smiled understandingly.

Sunday

There was never any yelling on Sunday, nor were there apologies. Sundays must be the day, then, when everything reset again, ready for the next day to continue and things to repeat. Sunday was the day when all could rest, have fun, and be happy.

KyuJong was out with YoungSaeng decided to go shop for food, seeing as most of it was already gone.

“KyuJong-ah,” YoungSaeng suddenly said while they were looking at vegetables.

“Hm?” KyuJong turned to YoungSaeng.

“Why do you put up with it?” YoungSaeng asked, after hesitating a few moments.

“What do you mean?” He knew what the other was talking about, but didn't want to say something, think about it, and want to take it back because he had thought of something better to say.

“JungMin,” YoungSaeng said. He paused a moment before deciding to explain further. “He always yells at you and then apologizes afterwards. Why do you forgive him every time?”

KyuJong shrugged, shoulders lifting slightly. “I don’t know.” He pulled some carrots into a plastic bag, JungMin’s favorite. “We balance each other out, you know?” KyuJong added after a few seconds thought.

YoungSaeng half nodded, not quite understanding as he answered, “Kind of.”

“JungMin always gets angry really easily,” KyuJong began, wanting to explain, feeling he needed too.

“Yea, we all know that… Too well,” YoungSaeng laughed.

“I'm not as easily angered as Jungmin is and so I think we balance each other out. He'll always get angry and being the other half, I'll always wait patiently for him to understand things from clearer perspective."

YoungSaeng nodded, understanding more of the situation. “I kind of understand that. But, if I were you," he continued after a pause, "I would only be able to take so much of JungMin’s explosive personality.” He sighed then shook his head.

“Well,” KyuJong paused for a moment. “I guess it works for us because I know that, no matter how much he yells and screams and throws tantrums, he loves me. And I love him just as much."

YoungSaeng shook his head and ruffled KyuJong’s hair. “JungMin’s probably waiting for you so we should pay now,” YoungSaeng said as he pushed the cart towards the check out lanes as a smiling Kyujong followed.

__013;; Warmth [one-shot]

Mon, 01 Jan 2007 01:15:46 GMT

Title: Warmth
Focus: JungSu
Rating: PG; drinking
Words: 223
Other: Entry for 12/31~ :D Nothing else to say T_T;

JungSu sighed as more and more nostalgia kicked in with every drink he took. He remembered how he would always spend New Year’s Eve exactly like this. However, it was different this time because he wasn’t with his hyung and his hyung’s friends.

He remembered that every New Year’s Eve, their group would sing karaoke at the top of their lungs, usually getting kicked out of the karaoke bar for being so loud and rambunctious. Then, they would eat until they were stuffed. Then, they would just ran around the park setting off fireworks and just causing a grand ruckus.

He sighed to himself once more as he finished off the bottle and set it down. It felt really warm back then because of the bond he shared with those guys which made them like family.

“Yah! SungMin! You’re going to blow your hand off if you try to set it off like that!” JungSu yelled at SungMin before running over and helping the younger boy.

The atmosphere was different now. It was warmer than before. As much as he loved being with his brother and his brother’s friends, he had to admit that he loved being with his new family better. It was bigger, but that didn’t mean it was any less bonded. And, the larger the bond, the warmer it feels.

__012;; Stupid [one-shot]

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 18:46:46 GMT

Title: Stupid
Focus: 3Baby (HyungJoon x KyuHyun x ChangMin)
Rating: PG; yaoi, 1 bad word
Words: 2,363
Other: Whee~ This is for s7nluv because she's my new friend and she's really fun~ <3 And she supplies me with SS501 fic-ness~~~~ haha :D; The beginning is awkward T_T My beginnings are always awkward :EEE *eats beginnings* T_T;;; The ending is awkward, too T_T *eats endings as well*

KyuHyun always had to go to ChangMin for help on his homework. This was for two reasons. The first being that, because of fate, they ended up going to the same college in the same major in the same year and in the same company and thus could communicate easier. The second reason being that RyeoWook wouldn’t help him. Even though he and RyeoWook aren’t in the same major, RyeoWook would still help him. Until RyeoWook decided that he was too busy playing with YehSung to help KyuHyun anymore, that is. But it was alright, KyuHyun liked going over to ChangMin’s better anyway.

When KyuHyun went over to ChangMin’s, he could concentrate better because, instead of having 9 other loud boys running around, ChangMin only had 4 other, not-so-loud boys not-really running around. Plus, he liked being around ChangMin. Not only had he always felt a special bond with ChangMin since their birthdays were a mere 17 days apart, but also ChangMin didn’t laugh at him if he messed up. However, lately, HyungJoon had started coming over more and more often and, thus, took up most of ChangMin’s time.

However, KyuHyun didn’t dislike HyungJoon for it. Actually, KyuHyun couldn’t bring himself to hate the other boy. Even from the beginning he couldn’t hate the boy, even though he remembered wanting to.

The first time that KyuHyun had seen him, HyungJoon had come from his practice and, thus, was make up-less. Instantly, KyuHyun envied the boy’s perfect skin, so smooth and white. KyuHyun even turned his head down towards his books to hide his skin.

“I’m going to take ChangMin for a while, okay?” Was the first thing that HyungJoon said to him.

That question made KyuHyun instantly bring his head up and face the boy with big eyes; of course KyuHyun wouldn’t give up his time with ChangMin. For some reason, though, he couldn’t deny when the boy smiled at him with that crooked toothed smile. Afterwards, HyungJoon would always come by and play with ChangMin and take him away while KyuHyun struggled with the problems in front of him. Yet, KyuHyun still couldn’t bring himself to hate the boy, because he always gave KyuHyun that crooked toothed smile, and he always treated KyuHyun really nicely. Because of this, KyuHyun always just put on a smile and nodded whenever HyungJoon asked to steal ChangMin.

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“KyuHyun.”

KyuHyun blinked a few times as he looked around, almost frantically.

“KyuHyun, are you alright?”

KyuHyun looked up at the boy standing over him. “Oh… Yea…” He nodded then put on an awkward smile. “I just… Spaced out,” He continued that awkward smile while he kicked himself on the inside.

“Okay. Here, you should be hungry from studying.” HyungJoon set a bowl of noodles in front of the boy with a smile.

“Oh… Thanks, hyung,” KyuHyun bowed his head slightly before he began to eat.

“I’m going to go watch a movie in ChangMin’s room now. Good luck with your homework,” HyungJoon showed off his crooked teeth as he messed up KyuHyun’s hair and walked off down the hall.

After HyungJoon had left, KyuHyun threw himself back in his chair, bending his neck back to look at the ceiling. He let out a heavy breath as he asked himself why he always let HyungJoon take ChangMin away. He really wanted to be with ChangMin, but HyungJoon was always with ChangMin. Why couldn’t he just deny HyungJoon?

“HyungJoon, I want to be with ChangMin today.” It was as easy as that. But, if it’s so easy, why did KyuHyun always have such a hard time saying that to the other Baby?

“You like them both, don’t you?”

KyuHyun instantly straightened up at the sound of the voice. What was with people scaring him today?!

“What are you talking about, JaeJoong-hyung?” KyuHyun tilted his head confusedly at the oldest boy in the house.

“You want to be with ChangMin, right?”

KyuHyun nodded, “Yea, I want to hang out with him.” He clarified his meaning of ‘be with.’

“But you don’t want HyungJoon to be sad, right?”

KyuHyun nodded again, “HyungJoon is too nice to make sad.” He, again, added his opinion on the questions JaeJoong was asking him.

“Then, you like them both.”

“They’re my friends, of course I like them.” KyuHyun said bluntly.

“KyuHyun, KyuHyun, Baby KyuHyun.” JaeJoong clucked his tongue and ruffled the boy’s hair before sitting across from the boy. He took a drink of the juice box in his hand before continuing. “And I thought you were smart.”

KyuHyun pouted at JaeJoong, obviously not following anything that JaeJoong said.

“ChangMin didn’t understand when I tried to explain to him the first time either. It must have something to do with going to KyungHee University.” JaeJoong sighed and shook his head before pointing at the baby of Super Junior. “Listen carefully,” He smiled at KyuHyun’s deeply interested expression.

“It’s like this. You,” He paused for emphasis. “You, like ChangMin. You… Like… Him.” JaeJoong emphased the word ‘like.’ “Not like a friend, you…” He searched for a more exact word to use. “You, are attracted to ChangMin.”

“I…” KyuHyun started then stopped, his face showing lines of thought. “Oh, god, I am.” He looked around then held his forehead as realization kicked in.

“Wait!” JaeJoong snapped his fingers in KyuHyun’s face a few times to get the younger’s attention back. “There’s more.” He smiled confidently at KyuHyun’s distressed face. “You also are attracted to HyungJoon.”

“But-”

“That!” JaeJoong interrupted KyuHyun loudly so that he could continue. “That is why you don’t want to make him sad. If you weren’t attracted to him, then you wouldn’t care if he got sad because you wanted to play with ChangMin. If you weren’t attracted to HyungJoon at all, then you would’ve told him since the very beginning to, excuse my language, fuck off.” JaeJoong nodded once more.

KyuHyun stared at JaeJoong for a few moments, thinking over what he had just been told. He leaned back in his chair more and more as he reality began to sink in bit by bit.

“JaeJoong-hyung,” KyuHyun started. “What have I gotten myself into? How do you get attracted to two people who aren’t attracted to you as well?”

“How do you know that they’re not attracted to you as well?” JaeJoong took another drink of his juice box.

“They never invite me to play with them as well,” KyuHyun said after a few seconds of thought.

“Why does that immediately cancel out the possibility that they like you, too?”

“Because…” KyuHyun paused as he tried to think of a good reason. “Because, don’t you want people you like to be around you? That’s why they’re always playing together.”

“But, if they didn’t like you, why would they ask you before leaving you all alone? And if they didn’t like you, why would HyungJoon make you food and make sure you’re alright when you space out?”

KyuHyun opened his mouth to say something the closed it again, finding nothing to object with. “How did you become so smart about this kind of stuff, hyung?” He asked instead.

JaeJoong smiled and stood up. He patted KyuHyun on the back as he left saying, “When you have 8 sisters with numerous boyfriend problems, love triangles become a daily topic of discussion.”

KyuHyun smiled, “Thank you, hyung.” He said as he watched JaeJoong leave.

But, even though he couldn’t find an objection to what JaeJoong was saying, he still didn’t believe it. Just, something deep inside his gut told him that there was a flaw in JaeJoong’s reasoning; he just couldn’t find it at that moment.

KyuHyun shook his head as he went back to his homework in an attempt to shake off what Jaejoong just told him.

---

KyuHyun stared back and forth between the paper and the book in front of him. He stared at it for 7 minutes, but still nothing clicked in his mind. He looked down the hall in the direction of ChangMin’s room before shaking his head and turning back towards his homework.

“I can get this. I can,” He told himself as he gave the problem another try.

Finally, he realized that he just couldn’t get it and stuck his paper into his book before heading for the baby’s room with the homework.

He knocked on the door a few times, but got no answer. He wasn’t surprised, though, because of how loud the television was. He could hear it clearly from his spot in the hallway. He tried knocking once more before debating on weather or not to just open the door.

He didn’t want to disturb them, but he really needed to do this problem. He stood outside, contemplating the pros and cons for a few seconds before deciding to open the door.

“ChangMin? HyungJoon?” KyuHyun asked as he poked his head into the dark room and looked around but saw no sign of the two boys.

“ChangMin?” He stepped into the room and looked around once more. “HyungJoon?” He took another step deeper into the room as he reached over for the lights with the hand that wasn’t occupied by books.

“Chang-”

He was cut off suddenly when he heard the door slam shut then he felt two lips crash onto his own and heard his book fell to the ground with a loud ‘thud.’ He was then pushed back against the now closed door.

“Wah?!” His eyes widened greatly as he realized that the other babies were now both on his lips.

How could both of them fit on one of his lips? He had no idea; all he knew was that it was happening.

”Ah,” He started to wiggling about, trying to get out of the grasp of the other two.

“Shut up, KyuHyun.” He heard HyungJoon’s voice from one side.

“Just close your eyes,” ChangMin said from the other side.

KyuHyun didn’t know why, but he gave in. He stopped fidgeting and closed his eyes as tight as he could.

It was awkward. KyuHyun had experienced a kiss between two people, but never one between three people. He didn’t know how to move because every time he tried to move, he ended up either running part of his face into ChangMin or part of his face into HyungJoon. After hitting them for the third time, he decided to just stay still, the other two seemed to know what they were doing. After KyuHyun had decided to stop moving completely, the awkwardness wore off.

Soon, the kiss ended. The two babies disconnected their lips from KyuHyun’s.

KyuHyun pouted as he felt them leaving him and he slowly opened his eyes to find himself looking at a smiling HyungJoon and ChangMin.

“You’re too smart, KyuHyun.” HyungJoon poked KyuHyun in the stomach. HyungJoon also wore a pout.

“Yea, KyuHyun! When did you get so smart?” ChangMin added, showing KyuHyun a pouting face as well.

KyuHyun looked back and forth between the two, confusion on top of his pout.

“Do you know how long we waited to do that?” ChangMin continued.

“I had to help ChangMin devise that question to make it really hard and irrelevant to the subject yet still sound like it was from that book.” HyungJoon shook his head at the smart baby.

“What are you guys talking about?” KyuHyun was still utterly confused, not only by what happened, but also by what HyungJoon had just said.

“JaeJoong-hyung is right, KyuHyun! You may be really smart at books, but you suck at relationships,” ChangMin laughed at his friend.

“KyuHyun, do we just have to say it straight out?” HyungJoon sighed and rolled his eyes.

“Say what?” KyuHyun was starting to get annoyed. He didn’t like how the other two babies had just included him in their playtime and not were basically having a conversation between the two of them.

“We like you, okay?!” HyungJoon was also getting annoyed. However, he was getting annoyed at the second oldest’s stupidity.

“What?” KyuHyun asked. He had heard HyungJoon, but he didn’t believe that he heard correctly.

“What did JaeJoong say to call it?” ChangMin searched his mind quickly. “Oh yea. Okay, KyuHyun. We, that is, HyungJoon and I, are attracted to you.” ChangMin said calmly.

KyuHyun blinked a few times, “So… We’re all attracted to each other?” He looked around their triangle.

“Yes, KyuHyun. We are all attracted to each other. I am attracted to ChangMin as well as you. ChangMin is attracted you and me. And you are attracted ChangMin and I. We are all one big bubble of attraction.” HyungJoon said, trying to hide his annoyance but not doing a good job of it.

ChangMin punched HyungJoon in the arm. “Don’t worry about hyung’s tone, he’s just a spoiled brat.” He laughed at HyungJoon’s angry face. “And he really wanted to kiss like that. He’s the one who devised it,” ChangMin nodded, giving an approving look at HyungJoon. “But, before he would leave, he’d always ask me if you got a brain implant or something.” ChangMin laughed once more. “Before he came, he said, you would always ask questions, but after he came, your questions stopped, as if your brain got bigger or something.” ChangMin shook his head disapprovingly at HyungJoon. “He has some very good ideas and then… He has some really stupid ideas as well.” ChangMin explained to the smiling KyuHyun.

HyungJoon pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, “Well~ You would wonder the same thing if you were me~” He wiggled back and forth trying to look tough, but he just ended up looking ridiculous.

At HyungJoon’s wiggling, KyuHyun just began to laugh. “Okay, okay,” He smiled at the two’s antics. “I understand now.” He nodded.

“Great~ Now we can go back to watching the movie~ This is a good part!” HyungJoon said, his annoyance fading as he kissed KyuHyun on one cheek and grabbed the hand on the same side.

“C’mon, KyuHyun,” ChangMin kissed the other cheek and too the other hand as the eldest and youngest babies lead the middle baby to the bed where they all snuggled together under the blanket and watched the rest of the movie.

__011;; Freedom [one-shot]

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 05:09:13 GMT

Title: Freedom
Focus: Hangeng
Rating: G
Words: 389
Other: This is the entry for 12/30 ^^ The last sentence/paragraph is kind of awkard =.=;;;; Okay T_T VERY awkward =.=;;; Becuase I couldn't figure out the perfect way to word it =.=; so I just worded it like that and gave up XD;;;

He rubbed his mitten-ed hands together then held them to his cold cheeks as he looked at the endless white in front of him. Back in China, he would always do this. The first day it showed, he’d find a very wide open space, so wide open that all he could see was white for miles and miles on end reaching the horizon. After finding his special place, he would admire it for a while and then when he got cold, he’d do something to warm himself up.

He nodded to himself; it was time.

He closed his eyes and took in as deep a breath as he could manage and let it out calmly before nodding his head to the beat he heard in his mind.

“1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2, 3, 4.”

Then, he took off. He released a graceful array of kicks and flips through the air. If anyone had been around to see him, they probably would have thought he was some kind of bird because of how much he flew. Twisting, flipping, kicking, bounce, turning, stepping, he continued to move around and around in the open field, displacing snow with every movement.

Then, the beat in his head stopped and so did he. He stood frozen in his final position, breathing heavily. He closed his eyes and relished in the accomplishment he felt from executing such a dance as he just had.

After catching his breath and detaching his mindset from the work he just preformed, he stepped back and looked out at the field once more. He smiled as he realized that he preformed the procedure correctly. There, created by his movements, laid the picture of a bird in flight. It was the symbol of freedom, which was the emotion that was put into every one of his previous movements. He nodded at the picture in the snow once more before smiling as he walked away.

He didn’t care if anyone didn’t see him or if he didn’t get praise for what he did. What he did wasn’t about praise. It was about putting your whole heart into something you love. It was about conveying a message through your love. It was about being free, because only when you show what you really want through your heart, then you can be free.

__010;; The Fun of Skirts [one-shot]

Sat, 30 Dec 2006 05:41:38 GMT

Title: The Fun of Skirts
Focus: SungMin
Rating: PG; for cross-dressing and flashing
Words: 372
Other: I'm about a half-hour behind =.=; This is the entry for 12/29 :D I'm almost done T_T WAH! That means that school is coming back soon! wah T_T

SungMin pouted as he heard the laughter of everyone around him. He wondered how in the world he was chosen, and made a note to himself that he would never volunteer for anything ever again.

“Fine, fine, fine!” SungMin’s volume rising with every ‘fine’ he said.

“I’m sorry, SungMin,” RyeoWook said softly as he passed SungMin. SungMin didn’t have to look over but he knew RyeoWook was doing one of his closed mouth smiles while glancing at SungMin numerous times like RyeoWook always did.

SungMin took a deep breath as he braced himself for what would happen next.

“Okay,” RyeoWook said as he turned back face SungMin. He held up his fingers as he counted, “3… 2… 1!”

RyeoWook then pushed the play button on the stereo next to him.

As the music started, SungMin instantly recognized the song that was blearing through the speakers as Love by S.E.S.

SungMin took another breath as he put on a smile and started dancing around and mouthing the words, both of which he had learned from watching so many S.E.S. DVDs with RyeoWook.

SungMin spun around, a little too fast. The instant that he realized he was going too fast, he shoved his hands down in a feeble attempt to keep the skirt he was being forced to wear to fly up. However, it was too late and everyone got a flash of SungMin’s pink boxers and laughed while SungMin hung his head, trying to hide his face from the group.

SungMin didn’t really care about doing embarrassing things in front of Super Junior, because they were so close. However, this was all of SM Town that he was in front of. Although many of them he felt comfortable with, some of them he didn’t feel too comfortable with. But, all his Hyungs and Noonas still made him go through with the embarrassing act, reassuring him that it would help him become less shy around others, and thus less shy around the camera.

SungMin took another deep breath as he lifted his face once more with a smile and resumed his dancing. This time around, though, he was sure to pay attention to wear his body was going and how his skirt was following.

__009;; Awkward [one-shot]

Fri, 29 Dec 2006 04:31:51 GMT

Title: Awkward
Focus: RyeoWook
Rating: G
Words: 414
Other: YAY! I'm on track! :D This is the entry for 12/28 :D

RyeoWook stood in the hallway, staring at the door in front of him. He had been standing here for about 3 minutes already, just staring at the door.

Okay, RyeoWook. You can’t stand out here all day. You need to go to practice. You need to walk through this door sometime. You need to go… Now. RyeoWook told himself.

He walked towards the door, hand outstretched for the doorknob. However, when he saw the knob start to twist because of someone on the other side, he pulled his hand back instantly and spun around.

He turned back around slowly. He nodded in greeting as he waved and smiled awkwardly at Sunday, who had just come through the door. As the door closed, he glanced angrily at the piece of green foliage that mocked him everyday he came to practice.

Why? Why? Why did someone have to suggest putting that mistletoe up? Now I have to come a half hour early so I can get into practice on time. RyeoWook hung his head as he stared at the now closed door.

Why do crazy little girls insist on kissing unsuspecting boys while the boys are coming down slides and then it scares the heck out of the little boy for the rest of their life? RyeoWook hung his head more as he let out a sigh.

Why me? He pouted with another sigh.

Okay. He looked up at the door with a determined expression.

I am going now. I am going now for real. In 1… 2… 3! RyeoWook reached for the door again then saw it opening and spun around once more.

“RyeoWook!”

RyeoWook instantly turned around when he heard the familiar voice.

“KYUHYUN!” He held his arms outstretched at the boy. “You’re a life saver!”

“Sorry, RyeoWook,” KyuHyun bowed a few times. “YehSung started talking to me and I lost track of time so I forgot to come out here to get you because I know how you hate going through this door.”

“Life saver!” RyeoWook repeated with a big smile.

“Okay, I’m going to close this door and make sure that no one comes through so you can come. Just count to 3 after I close the door.”

RyeoWook nodded in agreement then KyuHyun shut the door.

1… 2… 3… RyeoWook twisted the door handle and walked through without a problem.

“Thank you KyuHyun~” RyeoWook threw his arms around his friend. “Let’s go to practice now~”

KyuHyun nodded, “YehSung’s waiting for us.”

__008;; Slow~ [one-shot]

Thu, 28 Dec 2006 05:07:34 GMT

Title: Slow~
Focus: HyukJae
Rating: G
Words: 421
Other: Ew T_T I'm 5 minutes late :EEEE This was supposed to be for 12/27 T_T; I thought I would actually finish ON 12/27 but I ended up going 5 minutes over =.=;

“HyukJae-ah!” A little voice called as HyukJae felt discomfort from constant movement near him.

HyukJae groaned and rollwed over in his bed, not bothering to try and figure out what the voice was.

“HYUKJAE-AH!!!” HyukJae was pushed off the bed by the little voice and landed on the ground with a loud ‘thud.’

“Eh…” HyukJae sleepily sat up and rubbed his eyes. He opened them as far as they could go in the morning, which wasn’t that far, and stared at the blurry figure on his bed.

“HYUKJAE-AH!” The little voice was now very loud and it began to wake HyukJae up.

“Yes… DongHae-ah?” HyukJae asked, the blurry figure coming into focus as his eyes allowed him to open them further.

“THERE’S SNOW OUTSIDE!” DongHae began to bounce around on the bed.

“Snow? Outside?” HyukJae looked around the room, confused. “Where DongHae-ah?”

“Not here, HyukJae-ah~ Outside!” DongHae forgot how slow HyukJae could be in the morning.

“Outside?” HyukJae looked towards the window.

“Yes, outside, want to play?” DongHae began to bounce again.

“Outside? Play? Snow?” HyukJae continued to look around the room. “Let me clean up first.”

He nodded a few times then slowly got up and made his way to the bathroom, leaving DongHae to bounce on his bed.

HyukJae said his “good morning”s to the other members as he passed by them on his journey to the bathroom. After using the toilet and splashing cold water on his face, he was finally awake and could open his eyes to their normal capacity. He walked over to the window as he patted his face dry and looked out.

Outside, he saw everything in sight, save for the roads, covered with a beautiful shining white blanket. He blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes, then looked out again. He quickly put his towel back on the rack and ran back to his room; again, greeting the members as he saw them.

He ran into his room and over the bed that DongHae was now laying on.

“DONGHAE-AH!” HyukJae shook DongHae.

“Yes, HyukJae-ah?” DongHae asked casually.

“It snowed!” HyukJae was very excited now.

DongHae nodded, “Yes, HyukJae-ah. I just told you that.” DongHae smiled at his slow friend.

“You already… Told me?” HyukJae asked, a sad expression on his face as he searched his memory for the time that DongHae informed him of the new-found snow.

“Let’s just go play in it, okay?” DongHae smiled, sat up, and looked directly at his friend.

HyukJae nodded eagerly, “Yes, yes! Let’s just go play~”

__007;; Memorable [one-shot]

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 07:01:43 GMT

Title: Memorable
Focus: KyuHyun
Rating: G
Words: 874
Other: Catching up~ This is the entry for 12/26 :D

KyuHyun was smart; he always knew when something was up. However, he also knew that when something is up, he should keep his mouth shut until someone else says something first. But, when it comes to his own presents, no one else will speak up first. So, then, when should he speak up?

The Super Junior family decided to open their presents to each other the day after Christmas because it would be too hectic doing it at the SM party the day before. They all sat in a circle and passed presents around and around the circle until everyone had 12 presents in front of them and there were no more boxes going around. Afterwards, they went around the circle and one person would open all of their gifts and everyone would take a few minutes to marvel then they would move to the next person.

When it came to KyuHyun, however, something weird happened. Something that no one expected, or maybe only KyuHyun didn’t expect it.

KyuHyun opened his first gift, from DongHae. It was a scarf, of course. DongHae had gotten really into wearing scarves lately and rubbed his interest onto KyuHyun a little as well.

He thanked Donghae with a smile and set the gift aside and opened his next gift, from KangIn. He looked at it for a second then looked at DongHae’s gift.

It must just be a coincidence, He thought to himself. Anything can happen 2 times, when it happens 3 times, then I should be worried.

He nodded to himself before smiling at KangIn and thanking him for the knit scarf. The scarf KangIn had gotten him was made of yarn and stripped various shades of red. It was identical to the one that DongHae had gotten him.

KyuHyun laid the scarves side by side and affirmed that they were, indeed, the exact same scarf. He shook his head and picked up the next gift from RyeoWook and opened it.

His eyebrows drew closer together as he looked at RyeoWook’s gift then at the two previous ones he had received.

Okay, this is the third time. I think I should start being worried now, KyuHyun thought.

He had already sensed that something was up when he got the scarf from KangIn. KangIn wasn’t exactly the kind to go and buy stuff that was the same as DongHae’s style, even if it was for a gift.

KyuHyun continued to open his gifts one by one. Everytime, however, he had to stop and looked at the new item in his hand then back at his growing pile of identical scarves. He looked around the circle but didn’t see any sign of amusement which worried him further.

Okay, this better not be another scarf… KyuHyun thought as he opened the last gift in his pile.

KyuHyun looked sadly at the 12th scarf to be added to his collection of knit, red stripped scarves. He stared at his pile of scarves for a second as he slowly added the last scarf to his collection.

He jutted his bottom lip out as he looked back at the other members of his family. “You guys aren’t serious, are you?” He finally spoke something other than a “thank you” that night.

“What do you mean?” SungMin had to be the one to speak. The reason being, the others would definitely NG if they had to say it with a serious face.

“This,” KyuHyun pointed to his pile of scarves.

“What about it?” SungMin continued, making an expression as if he didn’t see anything wrong with KyuHyun’s gifts.

KyuHyun pouted more. “C’mon guys~ For real, what’s up? Is this a joke?” He looked around then stopped on HanGeng.

KyuHyun knew that HanGeng couldn’t keep a straight face for too long when something funny was going on. KyuHyun stared hard at HanGeng for a few more moments before HanGeng quickly turned to the side and stuck his head in ShiWon’s shoulder, obviously hiding giggles by how his body was shaking.

KyuHyun sighed. He now knew there was something up, but he didn’t know what. He went back around the circle and stopped on JungSu this time.

JungSu tried to look away and not speak, but that plan never lasted long with JungSu.

“Okay, okay~” JungSu waved his hand in the air. The leader took a deep breath before smiling at KyuHyun, “This is our first Christmas with you, KyuHyun, so we wanted to something special that you’ll always remember.”

“So you give me 12 identical scarves?” KyuHyun arched an eyebrow. “Why scarves? Do they mean something?”

JungSu shook his head, “They were the cheapest thing we could buy in bulk.”

At JungSu’s bluntness, everyone, including KyuHyun, began to laugh.

“We have real gifts for you,” RyeoWook told his friend, offering his gift first. “We just had to give you your memorable gifts first.”

KyuHyun smiled, “Thank you guys, it was… Very memorable, weird, but memorable. But…” He stretched his neck and looked around the circle, “I can’t wear 12 identical scarves around~ you guys should’ve at least gotten me different colors~” He put his smile back on and began to laugh with the rest of his family. It was a very memorable first Christmas indeed.

__006;; True Beauty [one-shot]

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 06:34:40 GMT

Title: True Beauty
Focus: ShinDong
Rating: G
Words: 464
Other: I fell behind again =.=;;; MERRY (late) CHRISTMAS EVERYONE <33333 This was supposed to be the entry for 12/25 @_@; T_T I promise I'll do better at staying on track now T_T;;;; *Falls* :X

Everyone gathered together for a party. Everyone loves this time of year because it’s the only time they get a break. Even if it’s only for a day, everyone will take full advantage of it. Everyone will just get to relax. Sometimes, they don’t get to relax because they’re too busy cooking for almost 50 mouths but it feels more like over 100 mouths with the ‘growing’ trainees and ‘growing’ boys like Shim ChangMin. But it’s still relaxing because even the cooks get to be together to play and relax.

If a stranger was allowed to walk into the studio on this day, they would be very surprised. In reality, how many times can you walk in and find about 50 people of all heights and ages and varying ethnic background together in one place getting along so well? Moreover, although most of these people are different, one thing is generally the same; most of them are thin. Because of this, one person would immediately catch the eye of the stranger. Not only was this eye-catching person a bit bigger than everyone else, but he was also in the center of the room with his loud voice and hardy laugh; making himself known to all.

A stranger might not understand how this bigger boy could sit comfortably in the middle of all these people and make them all laugh, but all of those laughing could. No one cared that he was bigger than them. Even if the newspapers cared, they didn’t care. They treated him exactly the same. It wasn’t his fault he was bigger. He had gone through the same thing as them; no one got special exemptions here. He was just born bigger. Could you blame him for the way he was born? Besides, what does looks have to do with anything, anyway? Sure, maybe looks were the first thing that got you into this business, as anyone could see by looking at this lively bunch. However, your personality is what makes you stay in the business. Even if you start out bigger or not as pretty, as long as your personality is good, your true beauty comes out.

That is why a stranger might not see it, but everyone else could. Everyone else could see that even if this boy was a big bigger than themselves, he was probably the most beautiful one there. He was the one that brought the gift of joy and relaxation to the bunch through his jokes and his laugh and just his personality overall. He was always there to give a joke to cheer someone up or just listen to their problems, whatever the situation called for. This, his inner self, was why he was beautiful, and everyone knew it and loved him for it.

__005;; Defeated [one-shot]

Mon, 25 Dec 2006 06:47:23 GMT

Title: Defeated
Focus: HweeChul
Rating: G
Words: 347
Other: I caught up... Then I got behind again T_T But I was watching SOS! Can you blame me? T_T;;; Well T_T;;; Anyway :x; XD This is the entry for 12/24 :D and I guess I kinda cheated :x because it doesn't directly address the prompt like all the other stories have :X but it's more like mentioning/alluding to/talking about the prompt subject :x So I guess it's alright, right? XD;;;

“You’re going today? Are you insane? Do you know big that crowd will be?” KangIn stared at the boy across the table.

“Yea,” HweeChul shrugged and took a bite of his cereal.

“It’s the day before Christmas, HweeChul, those crowds are going to be HUGE. What if you get caught by some mob of fans? Or antis? You’re done for,” KangIn shook his head as he took a bite of his cereal as well.

“KangIn, KangIn, KangIn. That’s exactly why I’m going to do my Christmas shopping today. I am Kim HweeChul! Kim HweeChul always thinks things through! I don’t do things at random! I always think things through and know exactly how stuff will happen!” HweeChul pointed his spoon at the other boy. “The way I see it, if I go shopping today, then there will be lots and lots of people, right?”

Without waiting for an answer, HweeChul continued. “So, since there’s lots of people, it’s impossible to tell one person apart from another. “

He waved his spoon around as he spoke, “And since it’s impossible to tell anyone apart from each other, no one will recognize me!”

He took another bite of his cereal. “See? My dear, dear KangIn-ah, I am Kim HweeChul. I think everything through.”

He sighed and shook his head, “I… Am so smart. Kim HweeChul was not blessed with only a handsome face, but also a good brain.”

He smiled and faced KangIn, “Don’t you wish you were the good-looking, smart Kim HweeChul?”

KangIn stood up, pushing his chair back as he did so. “Oh, yes. I so want to be the handsome and smart Kim HweeChul who thinks everything through. I also want to be the Kim HweeChul who plans out calling people poodles and getting hit in return. I want to be that amazing Kim HweeChul.”

KangIn made a forced-looked a smile and nodded towards HweeChul before grabbing his bowl and walking to the sink to wash it.

“Kim HweeChul…” HweeChul started at KangIn’s back at the sink. “Was just defeated,” He sighed and hung his head.

__004;; Because You Love Them [one-shot]

Sat, 23 Dec 2006 08:21:47 GMT

Title: Because You Love Them
Focus: ShiWon
Rating: G
Words: 544
Other: See! I said I'd catch up and I did! haha *falls* :x Yes, so this IS supposed to to be the entry for 2/23 :D I used 2nd person for this fic :x It's my first time using 2nd person ever T_T; So I'm sorry if it's awkward and/or not written correctly in terms of grammar T_T; I'll get better :x I promise? *Falls* <3

You put your ear to the door while slowly pushing the lock button on the doorknob to make as little noise as possible.

After successfully, locking the door, you turn on the light and quickly spin around to make sure you’re roommate doesn’t wake up.

You let out a breath of relief when you see the blonde boy pull the covers over his head and turn away from the light, still sleeping.

You hate doing stuff so secretly but you really can’t get much more privacy than this, living with about 9 other loud-mouthed boys. But, you can’t complain because they’re your family and you love them like your real family. But… They can get annoying like real family sometimes.

Sudden shifting in your roommate’s bed reminds you of what you’re supposed to be doing. You nod, also remembering that you have to do this quickly or else there won’t be any surprise happening in a few days.

You walk over to the dresser by your bed and lay flat on the ground, looking under it. You reach your long arms underneath, turning your face the other way to get further under the bed. You move your arm around until you hit something, then wrap your arm around a pile of stuff and sweep it out into the open light. You then repeat the process a few more times until everything is out from under your bed.

You stare at the piles of stuff for a few moments. The piles consist of so many things; anything from DVDs to crystal figurines can be found in your piles, all unopened too. You sigh once more, thinking of how much everything cost you. But, again with the ‘but’s, it’s totally worth it because they’re your family and you love them with all your heart.

You finally decide to get started since it will take you so long. You can see this just by looking at the oodles and oodles of stuff in front of you. It might be another night of minimal sleep, but it’s alright, you love them enough to sacrifice your sleep for them; you’ve done it before.

You quietly open the drawer next to your bed and feel around for the scissors, tape, and tags. After retrieving all of the items, you grab the long tube of gift wrap from one of the piles and set to work.

You carefully set a variety of objects into a box, tape the box shut, and wrap with care. You then carefully write their name in the “To” slot of the tag and carefully sign, “From: ShiWon” in your beautiful handwriting. As a final touch, you creatively tie together a graceful bow and tape it right next to the tag. You give the box a satisfactory nod before getting back down on your stomach and carefully setting it under your bed before getting back up and going to next gift.

Every once in a while, you look behind your shoulder to make sure that your roommate isn’t waking up or you hold your breath as you hear footsteps out in the hallway.

Maybe it takes a lot of effort to do this, but it’s alright. You love them; they are your family; they are worth it.

__003;; I Don't Easy! [one-shot]

Sat, 23 Dec 2006 06:30:20 GMT

Title: I Don't Easy!
Focus: KangIn
Rating: G
Words: 291
Other: I'm slow by about an hour and a half again T_T This was supposed to be the story for 12/22 =.=;;; I'll get on time now! I promise T_T;;; And, oh how I love Full House <3 All the Engrishy goodness~ And KangIn's famous "I Don't Easy!" line <3

KangIn stretched and let a yawn as he walked his bedroom doorway and into the living room.

“KangIn-ah, go pick up the Christmas tree from the studio for the apartment.” EeTeuk said from his couch.

“I haven’t even been awake for 10 minutes and you tell me to do something, Hyung? Why don’t you do it?” KangIn stared at the lazy boy. He already knew the answer, but he decided to ask anyway.

“KiBum-hyung told you to.” EeTeuk said plainly.

“You mean KiBum-hyung told you then you told me to?” KangIn started making his way towards the kitchen once more.

“Nope, this time he actually told you. He said,” EeTeuk cleared his throat and lowered his voice to imitate their manager. “‘JungSu, go pick… Wait… You won’t do it anyway. So, go tell YoungWoon to come and pick up the Christmas tree from the studio if you guys want one.’ And,” JungSu returned to his normal voice. “I want a Christmas tree. So, as your leader, I command you go pick it up.”

KangIn rolled his eyes, “Okay, I’ll pick it up. But only because I want a Christmas tree, not for you!” He said as he went into the kitchen to get his breakfast.

KangIn didn’t know how or why, but EeTeuk always got him to do things for. Actually, everyone could get him to do things. He remembered the time that HweeChul got Yaamchae and made him carry all of Yaamchae’s pet supplies. Then there were the numerous times that EeTeuk got him to peel his oranges and feed him grapes and other stuff.

KangIn glared angrily into his bowl of cereal. “At least cereal can’t take advantage of me,” He said before taking a noisy bite of cereal.

__002;; Christmas Lights [one-shot]

Fri, 22 Dec 2006 05:34:02 GMT

Title: Christmas Lights
Focus: It's supposed to be mostly DongHae :x But it ended up only be like 5% more DongHae than EunHyuk T_T;
Rating: G
Words: 429
Other: Second entry to the 12 days of x-mas challenge~ The first day of x-mas :D This was actually supposed to be posted on the 21st T_T But I'm a slow poke T_T;;;

EunHyuk and DongHae were given the task of decorating the apartment in a Christmas-like fashion.

Actually… KangIn gave the task to EeTeuk. Afterwards, EeTeuk made his long journey of two feet from the kitchen to the couch. After making it to the couch, he found DongHae and EunHyuk playing video games. He promptly commanded them to remove themselves from the couch and to decorate the apartment. When the two boys asked if EeTeuk was supposed to do it because they heard KangIn tell them not to do it for EeTeuk, EeTeuk threatened them with removal of all their precious games and game consoles. That was more than enough incentive for the two to go about decorating the dorm. Of course, while they were decorating, EeTeuk merely laid on the couch watching television and telling them if something looked ugly.

EunHyuk sighed as he wrapped the garland around the two-foot fake Christmas tree that was to sit on the desk of their shared room. “How did we get dragged into this, DongHae-ah?”

“Don’t you like decorating, EunHyuk?” DongHae asked with a bright smile as he hummed Christmas tunes while hanging lights around the window sills and walls.

“Yes, but I don’t like decorating all the rooms, DongHae-ah~” EunHyuk pouted. “I need lights for the tree DongHae.”

“Eh… Okay…” DongHae’s awkward tone came back.

A few seconds later, DongHae had still not given put the lights in EunHyuk’s outstretched hands. “DongHae-ah? Lights? Please?” EunHyuk asked again.

“Just a minute~” DongHae’s tone remained awkward.

“Lee DongHae! What in the world are you do-” EunHyuk stopped mid-sentence as he turned around and found DongHae tangled in a mess of Christmas lights.

“EunHyuk-ah~ Help me~ Help me~” DongHae wailed and he tried to free himself but ended up getting more tangled.

EunHyuk started at the boy for a second then started laughing.

“Don’t laugh at me, EunHyuk-ah~” DongHae pouted.

“DongHae! How do you get yourself tangled in Christmas lights?! That are tangled!” The older one continued to laugh.

“I was putting them on the window sill and they fell,” DongHae continued to pout. “Are you going to help me, or what? EunHyuk-ah?”

EunHyuk let out one more laugh before taking a deep breath in and out. “Okay, hold still, I’ll help you.”

Within a few minutes, EunHyuk had freed DongHae from the web-like confines of the Christmas lights.

“EunHyuk-ah~ How about now you do the lights and I’ll do the other stuff~” DongHae suggested.

“Okay, just you don’t do garland either, okay?”

DongHae nodded as the two continued their task of decorating the apartment.

__001;; Stages of Love [one-shot]

Wed, 20 Dec 2006 03:58:52 GMT

Title: Stages of Love
Focus: Kim KiBum and Yoon EunHye
Rating: PG; for mention of depression and high school girl mean-ness
Words: 6, 948
Other: YAY! First part to the 12 days of christmas challenge~ I actually finished this on Sunday but just got around to posting it now =.=;;; and, I totally tweaked people's ages more than a little T_T; Don't hate me :x

Stages of Love

Beauty

The sound of the door sliding open caused sudden “Shh”s to be passed around the room. Everyone’s backs straightened and eyes stared forward as the older woman walked calmly to the front of the room, behind the podium. “Good Morning, Mrs. Han,” The varying voices pronounced in unison.

A tall, slim girl, about 5 feet and 6 inches, stood up. She pulled at the bottom of her pink sweater and fixed the nametag on her uniform quickly before clearing her throat.

“Class president, I have an announcement first so may I have the right of way?” The woman at the front of the class smiled to the standing girl.

She nodded and sat back down with a sigh. The lady smiled at the class president before turning towards the door. “Come in and introduce yourself, please.”

“Yes,” A male voice came from outside, making everyone’s backs straighten once again. Following the voice, a tall and slim boy of about 5 feet and 10 inches ducked through the doorway, since it was too short for his tall frame. He straightened up as he entered the taller room and looked around briefly. After becoming satisfied with his reconnaissance of the room, he smiled and revealed a perfect set of teeth which only added to his appearance.

A girl in the back of the room, a bit heavier than most of the other girls, turned to her left and mouthed behind her hand to her friend. “He’s like a model. Tall. Perfect teeth.”

“Nice skin, nice hair,” The friend mouthed back, continuing the list.

“Nice to meet you,” His deep voice made both the girls turn their attention back to the front. “My name is Kim KiBum,” He had a nervous expression as he moved his head and sucked in some air from one side of his mouth. “I just got here from America two days ago so I don’t know really know where anything is so I apologize if I ask to borrow too many things from any of you.” He did a closed mouth smile, revealing a dimple in his right cheek, as he looked up at the ceiling for the next thing to say. “I’ve been in America for three years, so I grew up in Korea but went to America for middle school, and now I’m back for high school.” He scratched his head a moment. “I hope we can become good friends. I look forward to being in your class.” He bowed politely and gave another smile that showcased his teeth.

The girl at the back of the room felt like melting every time she saw his smile. As she glanced around the room, she realized that almost all the other girls felt the same way. No chance for her.

“Does anyone have questions for Mr. KiBum before we start?” Mrs. Han looked around the class.

“Do you play sports?” A boy spoke after getting his raised hand acknowledged by KiBum’s facing it.

KiBum nodded, “I play basketball and soccer, also high jump.”

“Woah~”

KiBum had won the approval of the boys, as well.

Mrs. Han looked around the room again. “Well, if there are no more questions,” She stated after seeing no more hands. “You can go back and sit next to Miss. Yoon EunHye.”

“ME?!” The girl at the back of the room stood up suddenly.

“Is there a problem Miss. EunHye?”

“Uh… Uh…” EunHye looked around and shook her head with an awkward smile. She waved her hand around in the air. “ShiYoung… Just told me something surprising. Sorry… For the interruption.” EunHye continued to smile awkwardly as she quickly sat back down.

“Yea… Just keep it down, okay?” Mrs. Han laughed then turned back to KiBum. “So you may go sit back there.”

“Thank you,” KiBum smiled and bowed politely before making his way to the desk on the right of EunHye, who was lightly thumping her two fists on the sides of her head with her eyes closed.

“Stupid, stupid.” She muttered to herself as she thumped her head.

KiBum smiled and sat down in his seat, placing his book bag on the floor next to his seat.

“Okay, Miss. Go Ara, you may go on with the morning announcements now.”

The class president nodded and stood up, straightening out her sweater and name tag again. She cleared her throat, “So, you all know that the fall festival is coming up, right?” She looked around at the class with her bright, light brown eyes.

“Yes~” Everyone said in unison.

“So we need to decide what we’re going to do. We can do anything, so how about everyone who has an idea writes it on a piece of paper and gives it to me today? Tomorrow during lunch period, we’ll have a vote, okay?”

“Yes~” Everyone nodded.

Ara turned back to the teacher and bowed. “That is all, Mrs. Han.”

“Thank you, Miss. Ara, you may sit now. Now, everyone, pull out your Math books for class. Mr. KiBum, pull your desk next to Miss. EunHye and share her book.”

“Yes,” KiBum nodded and pushed his desk next to EunHye’s and moved his chair over as she pulled out the math book and placed the binding where the desks met.

“I’m KiBum,” He smiled, making a person introduction.

EunHye nodded. “I’m EunHye.”

KiBum smiled, “Nice to meet you.”

EunHye merely nodded in response, again.

Development

It was the day of the fall festival. The class had decided to do a skit. They had even gotten really excited about it after discovering a new element of Kim KiBum, his acting skills.

It was a unanimous vote to cast KiBum as the lead male role in the cliché plot of a mean boy who falls in love during the fall festival. Even though they had found out that his personality was anything but mean.

“EunHye!”

EunHye jumped at her name being called so loudly, so suddenly. “Y-yes, KiBum?”

“Uh…” He pointed at her and looked at the ground then continued to point at her, not quite sure of what to say. He looked up with his hand drawn back and pointing towards the sky. “Script.” He said and pointed back at her as he paced around.

EunHye, having horrible acting skills, has gotten casted as the sole stage manager. It didn’t bother her, though. She enjoyed just helping people, a lot more than going on stage in front of hundreds of people to recite a few lines.

“Here,” She unlatched the bag that hang at her side and pulled out a paper-clipped packet of papers.

“Thanks,” He nodded vigorously and he paced around, flipping through the script.

“Are you nervous, Mr. KiBum?”

He glanced around then nodded. “Right now, I can’t even remember my opening line.”

EunHye opened her bag again and pulled out a small item wrapped in gold-shiny packaging. “Eat this, it’ll make you feel better.” She smiled and stuck it in his outreached hand before going to the next person that called her name.

KiBum stared at the package for a second. After reading the “Hersey’s” label on the top, he realized what it was and smiled. He unwrapped the package quickly and stuck it in his mouth; anything was worth a try, right now. The moment he swallowed the last of the melting candy and ran his tongue over his teeth and lips, he suddenly felt more relaxed and all his lines were coming back to him. A look of awe overcame his face then a smile.

“Are you ready?” Ara smiled.

KiBum nodded. “Yea, now I am.”

“That’s good, because we’re on now.” She locked her arm with his as she claimed her spot as the main female role as his girlfriend.

Depression

SiYun permed her hair for her birthday and it turned out really nicely. Not only did EunHye notice, but so did everyone else in class.

“SiYun!” The praise was non-stop. “Your hair is so pretty~ How did you get it like that?”

“SiYun-sunbae! You’re so pretty! You could become Miss Korea when you grow up!”

“SiYun!”

EunHye turned her back towards the crowd around her best friend’s desk as she tried to eat her lunch in as much peace as she could.

“EunHye! You’re so lucky to be friends with SiYun~ She’s so pretty.”

EunHye nodded reluctantly. What he really meant was, ‘EunHye! I can’t believe you’re SiYun’s friend since she’s so pretty and you’re so… not…’

EunHye pursed her lips then shook her head of thoughts and continued to eat.

She knew that SiYun was pretty and she always really did wonder how SiYun and herself could be friends. If there was a vote, SiYun would probably be either tied for first or close second in the popularity and prettiness contest. Her only opposition would be Go Ara. EunHye, on the other hand, would probably be at the bottom of the list for prettiest. She may be a little higher in popularity because she was funny and liked making new friends, but she still would have lost the beauty pageant.

EunHye sighed as she set down her eating utensils and returned her containers to her lunchbox. Not feeling quite hungry anymore, she closed her lunchbox and placed it on the floor next to her desk.

“EunHye…”

EunHye didn’t look up; she didn’t want to hear something else about how SiYun was so pretty and so much prettier than herself.

“EunHye…”

EunHye stared intently at her desk.

“Yoon EunHye!”

“What?!” She finally snapped and looked up at the person in front of her desk with a deadly stare.

“Are you done eating?”

EunHye stared at the boy for a second. “Kim KiBum, did you forget your lunch again?”

KiBum sighed and slowly nodded.

“So you’ve been sitting around waiting for me to finish my lunch to give it to you?”

KiBum sighed again and nodded. “EunHye~ You don’t have to make it sound so… bad… I know you always pack extra~ Because you know someone always forgets their lunch~”

“That someone being you?” EunHye stared at the boy.

He sighed and nodded once more. “Can I eat or what, EunHye-ah?” He pouted.

EunHye’s hard stare lightened. Actually, it turned into a smile. She picked up her lunchbox from the side and set it in front of the boy. “Eat well.”

“YAY~” He took the lunch box and scurried back to his seat next to her and began to eat ravenously.

She shook her head and smiled at his actions then turned her face towards the crowd around SiYun’s desk.

KiBum must not have been listening, but EunHye heard it.

“SiYun~ You’re so pretty~ You would look great with Kim KiBum!”

“Yah! Are you crazy? KiBum is Ara’s, remember?! SiYun would look good with KiBum, if KiBum was up for grabs.”

EunHye looked at SiYun then at the boy eating her lunch then at Ara, who was at the front of the room. The both of them really did look good with KiBum.

Attraction

It was SiYun’s birthday party. It was what she got her hair permed for. It was what everyone in their class was looking forward to. It was where everyone wanted to get popular.

For EunHye, however, it was just another ordinary day; it just happened to also be the same ordinary day that her best friend was born on.

SiYun and EunHye were walking around SiYun’s house together, just talking and mingling. But, it was the one time they got alone together in a while because of SiYun’s sudden rocket in popularity because of her hair.

“EunHye, do you like KiBum?”

EunHye stopped and looked at her friend with a puzzled face. “Why would you ask such a weird question?”

“Because you two are always laughing and joking with each other.”

EunHye shrugged, “He’s a funny kid.”

“But do you like him?”

“He’s my friend.” EunHye said sternly. “Only a friend.”

“Are you sure nothing more?”

“SiYun. Listen to me. Ki.Bum. Is. Only. My. Friend. Period. Dot. The. End.”

SiYun laughed, “Okay, okay. I get it EunHye, I get it.”

“EUNHYE!” EunHye was semi-tackled by a taller-than-her person.

“YAH!” She turned angrily towards her attacker.

“EunHye~” The tall boy made his wiggling v-sign of greeting.

“Kim KiBum. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL SOMEONE?!”

“No~ Just surprise them~” KiBum smiled then turned to SiYun. “Happy Birthday, SiYun! I put your gift on the table.” He showed one of his award-winning teeth-filled smile. “I’ll catch you two later.” He did his v-sign of leaving then scampered off to socialize with everyone else.

“You invited KiBum?” EunHye turned to SiYun.

“He is in our class. And you did say that you don’t have any attraction to him… Right?” SiYun gave one her sly, mischievous smiles.

EunHye raised an eyebrow and hesitated. Even though they had been friends for so long, she still couldn’t tell what SiYun was up to when SiYun gave one of those smiles. “I don’t like him, SiYun.” EunHye said for the millionth time.

“Okay~ Let’s go socialize.” SiYun dropped the subject suddenly and walked off, implying that EunHye should follow her.

EunHye stood in her spot for a few more moments. Was she attracted to KiBum? Or was it just friendship like she said?

She shook her head. It was just friendship. Friendship is friendship and nothing more… Unless she was lieing to herself… Was she lieing to herself?

“EunHye!”

She was snapped out of her trance by SiYun’s voice. “Coming!” She called back and followed her friend.

It was just friendship… Attraction.

Misplacement

EunHye walked down the hall, sight slightly obstructed by the large box of books that she was carrying to the classroom.

She smiled as she heard a beautiful, melodic sound coming from the piano room as she neared it. However, when she got less than a foot from walking past the door, the sweet noise stopped and was replaced by un-euphonic key pounding.

Worried, she neared the room a little faster then stopped when she heard voices.

“Ara-yah.” Said a voice in an exasperated tone.

EunHye noticed it immediately as KiBum since he always begged her for food in that voice.

“Ara-yah.” KiBum repeated, “Please stop asking me. My answer will always be the same.”

“KiBum… Why? Can you just tell me why?”

“Ara-yah. I’ve told you so many times before! It’s because I like someone else. Now, please leave, I would like to continue my practicing in peace.”

“Who, KiBum?”

“Someone else, Ara. Please stop asking.”

“KiBum…”

EunHye decided that she had listened for too long; she shouldn’t have even listened from the start. So she started back on her way to the classroom. However, because of the large box, she couldn’t see in front of her and thus tripped over something that was left in the middle of the hallway and fell to the ground with a very loud ‘thud,’ thanks to the books.

“Stupid, stupid,” She muttered to herself as she tried to quickly recollect the books and set them in the box.

She heard the door creak open which only prompted her to pick up the books faster.

“EunHye?” She heard the boy call her.

She closed her eyes and took an internal breath. “Yes?”

She continued to pick up the books, mentally cursing herself.

“Do you need help, EunHye?” The boy continued.

EunHye immediately shook her head. “Right now is your practice time, isn’t it? You practice at this time everyday.” She made it seem as if she had just walked past and heard not a word the conversation.

There was a hesitation on the other’s part, “It’s alright. I’m done practicing anyway. Here, I’ll help you.”

He crouched down and helped EunHye pick up the heavy books back into the box then picked up the box himself, handing a few books to EunHye. “Let’s go,” He said before starting down the hall.

EunHye started after him. After taking a few steps, she turned her head back towards the practice room. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ara fallen to her knees, legs sprawled apart, and face in hands.

EunHye bit her bottom lip slightly and looked sympathetically at KiBum.

“KiBum,” EunHye quickened to catch up to the boy. “Should you just leave her like that?”

KiBum turned his face to EunHye, “She’ll be fine.” He said coldly then continued on his way.

Afterwards, EunHye was too scared to ask any other questions.

Connection

KiBum told EunHye that he needed help buying a Christmas gift for his mom. EunHye didn’t really care if he need help buying a gift, but she somehow ended up being dragged by KiBum to the markets anyway.

“Is this nice, EunHye? Or this? Or this?” KiBum held up random things through the store.

“KiBum, for the millionth time, I don’t know your mom! Thus, I cannot help you buy a gift for her!” EunHye was starting to annoyed.

KiBum sighed, “Yea, I don’t know what she likes either.”

EunHye stared at KiBum for a second, “You’re her son but you don’t even know what she likes?”

KiBum shook his head, “I haven’t seen her in almost a year.”

EunHye thought back for a second. KiBum hadn’t seen his mom in almost a year? But… He transferred to the school almost a year ago. So, then, “Who do you live with?” She voiced her thoughts.

“My sister SaeJin~ Oh! This is great for SaeJin!” He ran over and picked up some crystal figurines of animals. “SaeJin collects these,” He smiled at EunHye.

He looked around the store and sighed again. What was he going to get his mom? Wasn’t there some kind of just generic mom gift? Why did shopping have to be so hard?! He hung his head and sighed once more then lifted it to look at EunHye.

“Do mom’s like rings?” He asked, with a pout. He really couldn’t think of anything.

EunHye put on a thinking face for a moment then nodded. “I know! You can get her a personally engraved ring.” She nodded again, “I think she’d like that.”

“Wah~ Great idea! EunHye, you are a life saver!” He hugged her before running off to the ring counter of the department store

When EunHye tried to follow, KiBum turned around and pointed at her, “EunHye! You stay there~ I don’t want you to see what I want to engrave on the ring! You can look at it after I pick out the engraving~” He flashed his award-winning toothy smile then continued to the counter.

EunHye puffed her cheeks out as she stared at the boy. First, he drags her out at 7 in the morning to help him buy Christmas gifts, and when she finally gives him a great idea, he tells her not to look. That boy really confused her sometimes.

But, nonetheless, EunHye obeyed. Instead of following KiBum, she looked through the clothes and gifts around the store. She had already finished her Christmas shopping, it being the day before Christmas, but she still like to look at the gifts anyway.

That made her wonder again, did KiBum always wait this late to buy stuff? It wouldn’t reach his mom in time for Christmas anyway, the post office was already closed because it was Sunday and tomorrow was Christmas. There’s no way it could reach her on time.

She giggled while she thought. KiBum would probably write a note and backdate it to a while before to make it seem as if the gift got lost in the mail or something.

“Are you ready? Let’s go get some ice cream~” KiBum suddenly appeared next to her, scaring her half to death.

“YAH! Are you trying to kill someone by scaring them?!” EunHye stared angrily at the boy.

KiBum shook his head innocently, “Nope. You were just to busy thinking to notice me~” He smiled. “Let’s go get ice cream,” He nodded his head towards the door.

“Okay,” EunHye sighed. She probably was just too busy thinking.

Dual-Involvement

They got their ice cream and sat down at a nearby bench in the park, watching the people pass by.

“Wah~ It’s pretty cold, huh, EunHye?” KiBum shivered and pulled his coat tighter while he licked his ice cream cone.

“Maybe you shouldn’t eat ice cream if you’re so cold, KiBum-ah,” EunHye laughed.

“But ice cream is so yummy~ How can you walk by an ice cream stand and not by something?” He sighed and shook his head at the thought, causing EunHye to laugh again.

She looked at him and watched him eat his ice cream for a second. She was actually really curious as to what his mom’s ring looked like. But since he told her not to follow him, she thought it best not to ask yet.

“Oh, EunHye, do you want to see the ring I bought?”

EunHye stared at KiBum for a second. Could he read her mind or something?

She nodded once.

KiBum smiled and pulled his backpack, which he had stored everything in during the day, onto his lap and opened it up. He reached in and pulled out a gift wrapped ring box.

“Okay, put your ice cream down over there,” He pointed to the same beside EunHye.

EunHye was confused, but did as she was told anyway.

“Okay, now close your eyes, I need to turn it so that the engraving doesn’t show up when I open the box.”

EunHye rolled her eyes, but, again, did as she was told.

She heard and opening of the box and some scrimmaging then no movement for a few second.

“Kim KiBum!” She was growing annoyed.

“Okay~” He said cheerfully.

She opened her eyes and looked down at the open box. Inside, there was a simple gold band with a clasp-like leaf design in the front. She noticed that there were 2 ring slots in the box, but only one was there.

She put on a puzzled face and was about to ask KiBum about it when he slyly moved his hand to reveal a simple curved golden ring around his finger.

“KiBum-“ She started.

“This is for you.” He smiled and pulled the leaf ring out the box and turned it so that the leaf was facing away from her.

There was writing on the back of the leaf.

“Merry Christmas, EunHye.” Was one side of the left leaf. “KiBum. Since: 12.24.2000.” Was on the other leaf.

EunHye looked back up at KiBum, a little confused.

KiBum smiled, “You’re so slow, EunHye-ah.” He repositioned the ring in his hand so that the leaf was pointed towards the sky and the circle was in his fingers.

“Yoon EunHye, my Christmas gift for you this year… Is us.” He smiled. “Do you accept my gift?” He tilted his head to the side.

EunHye stared at KiBum for a second, speechless. “You mean…” She finally said, “You turned Go Ara down for… Me?”

KiBum’s lips pouted then he nodded. “Yea.”

“Oh mo…” Both EunHye’s hands covered her mouth as tears started to fall.

“AH~ You’re not supposed to cry!” KiBum’s two hands formed fists as he hit the sides of his head three times then messed up his hair with his fists.

EunHye laughed, “I’m not sad.”

“Then why cry and confuse me?” KiBum pouted at her.

“Why sneak up on people and scare them to death?”

KiBum stared for a second in thought. “WAIT! That’s off topic!”

EunHye laughed and took the ring from KiBum’s hand. “It is really pretty,” She smiled as she put it on and put her hand infront of her to admire it. “Thank you, KiBum-ah~”

“So, you accept?” KiBum smiled.

EunHye nodded with a smile, “Yes.”

EunHye smiled as KiBum turned bashful and went back to eating his ice cream.

Words really couldn’t express how she felt right now and the days after. Although their looks didn’t really match together, their personalities matched up perfectly. Their personalities are what made their relationship perfect. But… All good things must come to an end sooner or later.

Karma

Maybe it was something she did. Maybe it was something he did. Maybe it was something they both did. Whoever did it, and whatever it was, God already knew and was doubly ready to punish them without missing a beat.

EunHye walked down the hallway, bowing to KiBum’s classmates as she walked. The summer had gone and passed and when they classroom assignments came in, the two found out that they were no longer in the same class. It didn’t bother them, however. This way, they could focus on their studies without being distracted by each other in the classroom.

EunHye bowed to one more person with a smile before she turned in KiBum’s classroom.

She pouted as she looked at KiBum, who had his head down on his desk. She quietly walked to his desk and took SiYun’s chair from the desk in front of him and sat facing of him. “KiBum-ah?” She shook his shoulder slightly.

“YES?!” KiBum quickly shot up, scaring EunHye. Afterwards, he placed his elbow on the desk and his head in his hand, dizzy from the suddenly rush of blood through his system.

“KiBum-ah? Are you alright?” EunHye moved so that she could see his face and study it.

“KiBum-ah? Were you up all night? Your bags are massive,” And they were. They were really black as well as puffy. EunHye surmised that the black must have been from lack of sleep and the puffy could have been from lack of sleep or from crying.

KiBum took a deep breath and nodded, “Yea.” He shook his head, “But, let’s not talk about that right now. I’m really hungry, let’s eat first.” He smiled.

Even his attempts at being cheerful were pathetic.

However, EunHye didn’t pry; KiBum would talk when he was ready. “Here,” She smiled and pulled her lunchbox on the table in front of them. She handed him the bottled fruit juice that he was so found of and placed a water bottle next to herself. She then gave both of them a pair of chopsticks then opened the box and set one tray of food infront of KiBum then the other in front of her.

“Eat well~” She smiled.

KiBum smiled and nodded, “I will.”

After they had finished eating, KiBum sat back in his chair and looked up at the clock. “10 minutes left…” He said and smiled at EunHye.

EunHye merely smiled back.

“EunHye-ah…”

EunHye turned her attention to KiBum.

“EunHye-ah…” He looked down at his desk. “My mom called me last night.”

“Oh? How is she doing?” EunHye wasn’t surprised by this, KiBum’s mom called him at least once a week to catch up with him.

He nodded, “She’s doing fine but, EunHye, that’s not the important thing.”

“It’s good that she’s doing well,” EunHye nodded. KiBum’s mother was a bit of sickly lady. She was always sick and she knew that if his mother was hurt, KiBum would have to return at any moment, but she could wait for him.

But, after his words actually registered to her, the last part made her scared. “That’s not the important thing?” She repeated the end of his sentence, trying to see if she had heard correctly.

“Mm,” He nodded, his lips becoming locked in a small line. “EunHye-ah…” He leaned back I his chair again then moved forward towards the desk then leaned back once more. “Okay,” His voice and following outward breath were shaky.

EunHye was growing more and more scared by the second. “KiBum-ah,” She said as she grabbed KiBum’s hand and squeezed. “Just go ahead and say it.”

“Mom… Wants me to return to her… Return to America.” KiBum brought his forehead to the back of EunHye’s hand that was on his own.

“For how long? If she wants to go visit her, then you should. She really loves you so I bet she misses you a lot since she hasn’t seen you in more than a year.”

KiBum squeezed his eyes tight and shook his head against her hand.

“You’re… Not coming back?”

KiBum rubbed his forehead against her hand again before looking up at her. He grabbed her other hand with his own, “She wants me to go back to live with her… I don’t know how long. I don’t know if I can convince her to let me come back this time. I called the ajuma next door after I talked to her and… She said that mom is… Not really functioning anymore.”

EunHye just stared at KiBum, her breath growing short as her eyes darted around, trying to force the tears back.

“EunHye-ah… I’ll return. But I don’t know how long it will be. And…”

EunHye shook her head and smiled, the tears seeming to disappear, “If you need to go back to your mom, go.” She smiled. “I’ve always prepared my heart for this day. I know your mom is sickly so I knew you would have to go back someday.” She smiled. “Don’t worry,” She nodded, “I’ll be alright.” She continued to nod dumbly.

“EunHye-ah… I don’t know how long I’ll be… So…” He took a breath and it was now his time to move his eyes around. “So…” One more shaky breath. “So don’t wait for me.” He said slowly. He swallowed hard, “I want you to experience love as you want so… You don’t have to wait for me to come back because I don’t know how long I’ll be.”

EunHye nodded, “I understand.”

“But, EunHye,” KiBum looked her in straight in the eyes. “I’ll never forget how much I loved you.”

EunHye closed her eyes tight and took in a dangerously shaky breath. She looked back at him and nodded. “I love you, too.”

KiBum smiled.

The bell rang, separating the two.

KiBum hugged EunHye, “You should get to class now. I’ll walk you home afterschool.”

EunHye nodded, “But, KiBum. Before I go, I want to know when you leave.”

“Next week’s Tuesday.” KiBum sighed then tried to put on a smile.

EunHye nodded, “See you after school,” She said as she also put on a smile and walked out of the room.

Five days. Five days was all they had left together.

On her way back to the classroom, she ran into the door of the girl’s bathroom, being so shaky from what just happened. She walked in and turned the water to high as her tears began to stream down her face without any sign of stopping. She splashed water onto her face but it still didn’t help. She eventually fell to her knees, water still running, and continued to cry.

Five days. How could they end everything in just five days? There was no way. She wanted to wake up from this dream… No. This nightmare… So badly. So badly she wanted to wake up.

Separation

Five days had passed. They had come and gone. The five days that reeked of the stench of separation. Five days that they knew would come but didn’t want them to.

But, they were five days well spent. They made the most out of the five days they had left. Sticker pictures were now abundant in their bags. Many stuffed animals found their new home in EunHye’s room. Lotte World tickets were their souvenir and eternal reminder of each other. And memories were overflowing in their brains. No one, not even the jealous, could object that it wasn’t the best spent five days between a couple with impending separation.

But… It was the fifth day now. No matter how well they spent the other days, this was put the ultimate damper on their happiness.

“KiBum-ah,” EunHye forced her smile as she straightened KiBum’s tie while they stood waiting for time to come for him to be have to leave. “Tell your mom I said, ‘hello,’ okay?” She smiled.

KiBum nodded, “Yes.”

“KiBum-ah,” EunHye continued to smile. “Make sure you write to me, okay?”

KiBum nodded again, “Yes. I’ll send you American candy too, especially chocolate.” He smiled.

EunHye nodded, “That would be nice.”

Neither of them knew why they were now using formal terms. If a stranger passed them, they would never have guessed the two were a couple with how formally they were talking to each other.

“EunHye-ah, do you want some ice cream?” KiBum nodded towards the ice cream parlor of the airport.

She nodded, “Yes.”

KiBum smiled and went to get some ice cream before coming back.

EunHye stared at the ice cream cup in her hand for a second. Cookie dough… The same kind that she was eating when they became a couple. Now it was the kind she eating when they broke up. She looked at Kibum and saw that he was eating the same strawberry ice cream that they ate when they got together.

Everything else seemed to stand still as she sat on the bench with KiBum. Everything was the same, as if nothing changed. KiBum had his backpack on, the one that he kept gifts in. They had their ice cream. They were sitting on a bench. But it was different. KiBum had grown up. Not much, but he had grown up. He still had a baby face, but it had gotten slightly more manly. His jaw had become more defined. EunHye had changed too. She was thinner than before. She wasn’t way thinner, maybe 10 pounds or so? But, either way, she was still thinner than less than a year ago.

“First call for Flight 354 departure to Los Angelos. First call for Flight 354 departure to Los Angelos.” The female voice came over the intercom, interrupting the two’s silence and bringing them back to reality.

KiBum took a deep breath. “That’s me.” He said as he stood up.

“Yes.” EunHye nodded and stood next to him.

“Make sure you write me,” EunHye’s bottom lip quivered.

“I will.” KiBum nodded.

“And send me candy,” Her lip continued to quiver.

“I will.” KiBum nodded again.

“And be good in America,” She tried to stop the quivering but it just quivered more.

“I will.” KiBum continued to nod.

“And take care of your health and your mom’s,” She pursed her lips to hide the quivering.

“I will.” KiBum nodded once more.

“And… Come back.” She hurried blinked as her eyes became glossy.

“I will.” KiBum nodded slowly.

“And… Remember… I love you.” She blinked the tears away and stared straight into KiBum’s eyes with a smile.

“I love you, too.” KiBum pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. He never wanted to let go. But, he knew he had too. This way, she’d at least remember his hold. Both of their last memories would be how they held each other.

“Boarding will now begin for Flight 354 departure to Los Angelos. Boarding will now begin for Flight 354 departure to Los Angelos.”

KiBum held EunHye tighter for a few seconds then brushed her bangs aside and kissed her forehead. “Take care,” He said softly before letting her go and pulling his backpack tighter. He waved to her with a smile then started for the line after she waved back.

After he got his ticket checked, he turned back towards her on the other side of the room. He flashed his million dollar smile before using his arms to make a cute heart over his head.

EunHye did the same back to him before he smiled once last time. He waved then headed into the terminal.

After his back was turned to her, EunHye covered her mouth with her hands and cried, looking up at the ceiling. She fell to her knees in the middle of the airport and the tears wouldn’t stop coming.

After he had stepped into the terminal, tears also streamed from KiBum’s eyes relentlessly. He quickly passed the hostess to take his seat and hide his face in his hands as she stared out the small window into the large airport window and saw EunHye in the middle of the airport on her knees with hands in face. More tears came from his eyes as he placed his hand on the window where her figure was. “I’m sorry… I love you. EunHye… Fighting.” He pursed his lips together as more tears flowed when he looked at the gold band on his finger.

There was no stopping them now. Both of their tears wouldn’t stop. To them both, it felt as if the tears would never stop. It felt as if they couldn’t live on. Half of their heart was ripped out. And, how do you live only half a heart?

Fate

KiBum wrote to EunHye every week for a year and EunHye wrote back. Then, EunHye’s letters stopped coming. KiBum still sent, but EunHye didn’t write back.

Half a year after the letters stopped, KiBum had convinced his mom to let him return to Korea. After he made her stabilized with his departure, he went back to Korea. He found out that EunHye had moved half a year earlier. That was why she stopped responding. No one knew where she moved to. SiYun had transferred schools a year ago so he couldn’t even ask her. If KiBum knew where SiYun was, he’d know where EunHye was. But, he didn’t know where either of them were.

Two years later, they year turned to 2005. Towards the end of that year, while EunHye was watching TV, she saw a new group on the news.

“12 member group?” She laughed, “SooMan is on crack. What kind of name is Super Junior, too?” She shook her head and was about to turn it off when something came on the screen that reminded her of her past.

“I am Kim KiBum. Nice to meet you.”

EunHye stared at the screen. “Kim… Ki… Bum…” It was the exact same name. The boy even looked like KiBum, baby face, nice hair, perfect teeth, tall. “Ki… Bum…” She fingered the golden ring on her finger as she stared at the boy. She shook her head, “It can’t be KiBum… SooMan makes them train for at least 6 years before they debut… Only some don’t.” She shook her head, “It can’t be KiBum. I knew him 6 years ago and he wasn’t in SM.” She nodded. “It can’t be the same Kim KiBum.”

The year 2006 came. KiBum had MBC on to watch the last episode of Rainbow Romance to critic his and HweeChul’s acting.

He was about to turn it off when the new drama came on that everyone at MBC was talking about he had never really taken much interest to. Now, however, he was interested.

He smiled at the television, “That girl… Her pudgy face and bunny teeth… Are like EunHye’s.” He laughed. “EunHye, you have a celebrity look-alike.”

“Is that Goong?!” HweeChul quickly slid off his shoes upon entering the house and ran to sit next to KiBum.

“You know this show?” KiBum turned to his friend.

”KNOW IT?! HAVEN’T YOU HEARD EVERYONE AT OUR SHOOTINGS TALKING ABOUT IT?!” HweeChul really did have a loud personality.

“Gosh KiBum, you don’t pay attention.” HweeChul rolled his eyes. “You probably haven’t read the manhwa, either, huh?”

KiBum shook his head.

HweeChul made an aghast sound. “Well, then I’ll have to explain it. Yoon EunHye plays ChaeKyung who-“

“Yoon EunHye?!” KiBum’s eyes got really big.

“Yes, Yoon EunHye. Anyway, Yoon EunHye…”

KiBum tuned HweeChul out, something he had become good at over the past few years, and stared at the screen.

Yoon EunHye… It couldn’t be the same… Could it? She was horrible at acting while they were in high school though…

“HweeChul! When do they shoot Goong?”

HweeChul made another exasperated sound as he was cut off. “At the same time we shoot Rainbow Romance.” He shook his head. “You really don’t listen, huh? Whatever, shut up. I’m watching Goong.”

The next day, KiBum ran into her at the studio.

She bowed and apologized and continued on her way, not realizing who he was.

But he had noticed her. “EunHye!” He called in a voice that resembled the way he called her during the play many years ago.

“Y-Yes, KiBum?” She replied out of instinct, the voice triggering her memory.

“You remember me?” The voice changed.

EunHye quickly turned around, about to apologize for getting the name wrong.

When she hand turned around, KiBum was already in front of her. He grabbed her hand and looked at her ring finger to see the golden leaf ring.

“You still have it?”

At this point, EunHye was still quite confused.

“I do too,” KiBum smiled his million dollar smile and held up his hand as the light caught his golden ring.

“Kim… KiBum…” EunHye’s hands covered her mouth. “It really is you, then? It really was you that I saw on TV? With Super Junior?”

KiBum nodded, “Yes.”

“Kim KiBum!” She threw her arms around the taller boy and held him tightly. He returned the embrace, time stood still once more.

Their first meeting and their next meeting were exactly the same. “I’m KiBum, nice to meet you.” Their coupling started and ended the same, with the ice cream they ate. Their separation and reunion were the same, embracing each other.

No matter where they how far away they were, or how close they were without knowing it, their hearts joined together as one. When they separated, their hearts broke in half, could they live without the other half? The truth was, the other half was always there. Their hearts are what kept them together throughout the 6 long years.

So :x For those of you that don't know who these people in the story are :D;;;

This is SiYun: http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/4200/shiyunscan02vg9.jpg
:x She actually was Miss Korea before :D; And she acted in a drama called My Girl and I personally think she's really pretty T_T;;;;

This is Go Ara: http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/3827/287030a6vk5.jpg
She is a model and actress for SM and she acts in 2 dramas with KiBum, Sharp 2 and Snowflakes and I also think that she is really pretty and I actually like her best with KiBum :x I don't really like EunHye with KiBum =.=; But I needed to make it different T_T;;;

This is Yoon EunHye: http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/1250/bazaar20065qb9.jpg
She used to be part of a band called Baby V.O.X. but they disbanded a while ago ^^; Now she's a model and actress :x She acted as the lead in Goong (Which is mentioned in the story! :D) :D And I also think she is really pretty and a good actress :D I think everyone is pretty =.=; Well :x I don't think everyone is pretty but I think that most people are pretty T_T and even if they aren't pretty, they become pretty because their personalities are pretty :D;;;

This is Kim KiBum: http://img331.imageshack.us/img331/7788/kibumm3idno6.jpg
And I could find a much better picture of him but I'm lazy T_T; But he's a singer, actor, and model under SM :x And he's really cute~ He has a baby face :D When I first saw him, it was in Sharp 2 with Ara and Ara is TALL :x Like in the story :x So I always thought he was short because I didn't know how tall Ara was :x Then when KiBum debuted with Super Junior he was really tall and I was like, "WOAH!" :X Because he also has the baby face which makes him look younger/smaller T_T;;; And he really does have a killer smile because of his PERFECT teeth :E Which you can't see in thie picture but yea =.=; And yes T_T again, this picture doesn't do him justice T_T; And he gets the most talked about him because he's the main character of this story :x

This is Kim HweeChul: http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/9276/113403860199524600iamyoko6.jpg
Okay, I know that HweeChul only made a tiny, TINY appearance :x But who can NOT include HweeChul? :D; HweeChul is an actor, singer, model under SM too :x He's in the same dramas as KiBum ( Sharp 2, Rainbow Romance) and also the same group as KiBum (Super Junior). HweeChul is loud and... Loud XD And great :x So yes, who canNOT include the greatness that is Kim HweeChul? Not I :E

Okay :x And that's all my notes ^^; Now there's 12 members left~ Who will I use next? Find out next time! In 2 days! hahaha *Falls* :x;;; *runs away*

++001|| 12 Days of Christmas [Challenge]

Sun, 10 Dec 2006 16:04:49 GMT

So :x I made this challenge and decided to do it :D

12 Days of Christmas Fanfic Challenge

1. 1 oneshot daily for the "12 edays of Christmas" (December 21 - January 1) with one random oneshot before hand to even out member usage.
2. One main SuperJunior member per fic per day (The fic can have all SuJu members but should focus on one).
3. All stories must have an element of Christmas, New Year's, or Winter.
4. Do not have to sound like the real life day they are written on (i.e. Story written on 12/27 can be about Christmas day).
5. The following elements have to be present in the story for the corresponding day.

Requirements
12/21: Christmas Lights
12/22: Christmas Tree
12/23: Wrapping Presents
12/24: Shopping for Presents
12/25: SM TOWN
12/26: Opening Presents
12/27: Snow
12/28: Mistletoe
12/29: Cross-dressing
12/30: Dancing
12/31: New Year's Eve Party (and Drinking)
1/1: New Year's Resolutions

I already have suju members in mind for my stories~ hehe :x but I'm going to keep it secret secret~ ^^