Note: Story is probably bad. Well they all kind of are...
The soft patter of the rain echoed around the dilapidated estate. Minho hated taking shortcuts but he was an hour late for practice thanks to Changmin holding him up. But he felt couldn't leave him in the state he was in. He had been crying his eyes out again. SM keeping him away from his JYJ hyungs was really getting to him again. Yunho didn't know how to calm him down. He had always been awkward around Changmin whenever he broke down. Yunho preferred to bottle up his emotions when other people were around.
The rain got heavier and Minho cursed himself for not bringing an umbrella. Key had reminded him this morning that it was going to rain but had he listened to him?! He pulled his hood down further so that it covered his eyes and pressed on.
As he rounded the corner he noticed a small alley cutting through the estate. It would lead him out two streets away from their practice room and cut 15 minutes out of the journey. Without a second thought he darted into the dark, damp alley. He looked up to the sky and noticed how little of it he could see. The buildings either side were so close together the rain wasn't even getting in. He lowered his hood and continued walking briskly into the alley.
Suddenly two pairs of strong hands grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled him backwards. He let out a shocked gasp as he slammed into the wall. His breath was knocked out of him as a large fist swung around and connected with his stomach.
"What are you doing?!" a female voice shouted out from the end of the alley. The figure ran towards the two large ones in front of him.
"Ah, we were just...eh..." one of the began.
"He's in our territory!!" the other butted in.
The new arrival bent down and looked into Minho's crumpled face as he held his stomach and tried to regain his breath. "A pretty boy, eh? Well you know what boss said to do if we find any around here," she smirked as she beckoned the two men forward and stepped back.
"Yes Ma'am!" they replied and immediately began to beat Minho to a pulp.
"Minho?" another voice called out from a distance. A large shadow cast across the mouth of the alley as the owner of that voice paused and gazed into the alley.
"Got a problem?!" the woman spat at the tall man now walking slowly towards the action.
"MINHO!!" Changmin roared as he realised it was his friend being beaten. He dived forward brandishing the umbrella he had been carrying and whacking one of the men.
The man stumbled backwards and looked towards the woman his eyes wide, "What do we do now, Lily?"
Just as she was about to answer Changmin had pulled the other guy off of Minho and pushed him into a dumpster. The man shouted out in pain as his back crunched against the metal. He wobbled up and began limping away from the scene closely followed by the other man.
"Minho..Minho..Talk to me! Are you ok?!" Changmin fretted as he bent down to his dongsaeng and check out his badly bruised face.
Minho's eyes peeled open and he smiled up to his hyung. "What are you doing here?" he spluttered as some blood came out with his words.
"I noticed you didn't have an umbrella. And I didn't want you getting sick," he smiled back weakly.
Changmin froze. He suddenly felt a cold object up against his neck. The knife imprinted on his sun kissed skin as it pressed harder into him.
"Oh look at the brave rescuer. In need of rescuing now, aren't we?" Lily maliciously laughed out.
Changmin gulped and closed his eyes, willing himself not to shake.
All of a sudden Changmin threw his head back causing Lily to stumble backwards, the knife falling from her grasped. He leaped upwards to snatch the knife before it hit the ground. He then stepped forward and rammed the blade deep into her chest. She dropped to her knees, wide eyed and looked up into her killers eyes. His hard expression sent a pang of guilt into the fire building up within her. She would have screamed, but she was in so much shock all she could do for her last few seconds was stare into those piercing brown eyes until she collapsed on the ground, spilling blood all around her.
Changmin grabbed Minho and dragged him upwards. He turned around and helped his friend climb onto his back. After a minute of trying to get Minho balanced on him, he began to trudge forward out of the dark alley not looking back at the pool of blood that had flown out from the lifeless body and the blue eyes that will haunt his nights from this day forth.
Yeah...So that's my last crappy story. How appropriate that I actually properly die this time! ^_^ (Note: It was originally Minho who was supposed to die, then I changed my mind to Changmin but then I decided not to upset anyone and just kill off me!...again) No more this year due to exams and etc. But you never know..I might randomly write one while I'm pissed off at the amount of pointless information I must ram into my head.
