Beautiful Killer

   "Ya dimples!! Don't forget to bring your bag!" a whiny voice called out to the tall figure standing motionless up against a wall in the corner of the alleyway behind Jellyfish Entertainment in his own world again, "Hongbinnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiieeeeeeeee! BAG! BAG!"
   "Oh. Yeah yeah, I know Jaehwan hyung. I will don't worry," Hongbin smirked, the deep dimples springing up like two sink holes in his pale cheeks. He reluctantly haled himself off the cold grey wall and back in up the steps to the practice room where he left his luggage.
    "Come ON! We don't have time to wait, we have a concert in Mokpo tomorrow night so as soon as the car comes around we have to leave. There's press tonight!" a tired Hakyeon snapped passing out the door past Hongbin before looking across to the silent man beside him and screaming "JUNG TAEKWOON DON'T YOU DARE ROLL YOUR EYES!"
   "Oooh~ Domestic!" giggled Ravi, bouncing down off the steps just as Taekwoon swung around to give him a piercing death stare. Hakyeon grabbed onto the brown fur of the hood of Taekwoon's parka, spinning him around and giving him another lecture about trying to be media friendly.
   Ravi lazily started kicking chipped old white paint off the wall near the bins, Hyuk strolled out the door towards him followed by Hongbin and Jaehwan, all trying to avoid getting involved in the lecture session taking place. Hyuk briefly bent down next to Ravi while tucking his laces back into his hightops. At this low level of sight the maknae could see the collection of white paint chippings gathering where Ravi had just been kicked. In the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of dark stain peeking out from under all the chippings but before he could point it out the black van slowly rolled around the corner and their manager began shouting at them all to hurry up and get in.

~

  The van fell into almost after the hour spent wading through the evening rush hour traffic in Seoul had lead to most of the members drifting off to sleep. Various melodies all mixed into an incomprehensible faint backing noise in the van as everyone had earphones in trying to block out Ravi's snores so they could get some sleep too.
  Hongbin sat in the back right seat with his forehead pressed against the rain covered window. The cool late autumn weather had been generally pleasant and mild but had taken a dark turn in recent days. When they first set off on the journey the radio had been giving out warnings for thunder storms nationwide and rough seas to the south of the peninsula. Hongbin had smiled to himself at the time, he had always enjoyed watching lightning strike down on the ground like an eagle swooping down to snatch its unsuspecting prey.
   To Hongbin's side Hyuk suddenly stirred in his sleep, turning over and flinging out his arm accidentally hitting Hongbin's arm. Drowsily Hyuk mumbled an apology that caused Hongbin to smile sweetly at the sleepy maknae. With eyes barely open Hyuk whispered something up at him.
   "What was that?" Hongbin grinned down at him.
   "Your face...pale...dimples look..hollow..holes..." Hyuk sniffled before dozing back to sleep. Hongbin ruffled his black floppy hair and sighed slightly. People have been commenting a lot recently about his complexion, most have passed it off as being the usual promotion time tiredness but he has felt more than the usual dull exhaustion from the constant performances and little sleep. In fact he had not slept in days and nobody had noticed yet. His insomnia, a choice at first was now slowly becoming, like everything eventually does, natural.

~

  "Hongbin? Binie? YA!" A tanned hand gave Hongbin's arm a sharp slap. "It's time for press. Liven up a bit! Do you need some coffee?"
   "No, no hyung. I'll be fine. Sorry," he mumbled back looking back at the leader's motherly worried face.
   "Don't mind him," Jaehwan piped up, standing up from the black leather couch Taekwoon was also sitting on and stretching before strolling over to the two. "Hongbinnie has been in his own little world the past few days. I'm starting to wonder if he actually is under a voodoo spell!"
   "Yah! Stop it!" Hakyeon laughed as Jaehwan started doing some elaborate voodoo chant, dancing about the waiting room. "Save some of your energy. We have to go in now. Come on."

~

  A shrill beep snapped Hongbin once again from his trance. Reaching over to his phone on the bedside locker he glanced at the message that had woken him from his very own no man's land. It was a short enough message but looked longer because of all the emoticons Hakyeon had added to it:

"Must get some sleep everyone~ (´･Д･)」 Don't want to be zombies tomorrow!!!! (-_-) @.@ Let's be great for Mokpo fans! ♪( ´▽｀) !!!!"

  Hongbin gazed over at the bed beside him to see Hyuk's phone was lit up with the same message. He ran his thumb over the screen showing the leader's caring message before clicking off his phone and flinging it back down onto his pillow. Jumping up from his sitting position he grabbed the nearest hoddie from the chair next to the television and slipped on a pair of high tops making his way towards the hotel door.
  The bathroom door flung open and an almost naked Hyuk emerged from the steam, towel drying his hair. He stopped in his tracks when he noticed Hongbin with a hand on the door.
  "Oh? You're going somewhere?" he inquired, adjusting the towel around his hips.
  "Yeah..." Hongbin muttered. "Just, out for a walk. Or else I won't be able to sleep tonight. I just know it."
  "Ahh. I get you.. Go on ahead," Hyuk waved.

~

  The cold sea air hit Hongbin's round cheeks as he stepped out the side door of the hotel, trying to avoid any possible fans out the front. He inhaled, taking in as much of the fresh autumn air as possible before setting off towards the beach. They had passed it earlier in the car and he made sure to note what direction it was in terms of their hotel, knowing he would need a late night stroll on it.
   Before he knew it he could feel the tug. A gentle pulling at first which slowly gets stronger and stronger until reality gets ripped from him and his "little world" as Jaehwan has been putting it takes over. He embraced the feeling, the only escape he got during these insomnia filled days.
   "H-hongbin oppa?" a quiet voice chirped up.
   Hongbin swung around to find a small girl about 16 standing underneath a bus shelter, clasping a VIXX sign. A pair a dark rimmed glasses took up most of her face but Hongbin could still see her dark eyes were glistening under the street lamp light. She took a step slowly towards him as he remained motionless, hands in his pockets with his head tilted slightly while his eyes combed her entire body.
   "Umm. I was waiting earlier for you all, outside the hotel. B-but it looked like you weren't coming out so I left to get my bus home. I-I think I missed the last one t-though," she stuttered, smiling brightly up at him.
  "I'm just out for a walk.."
  "Oh I didn't mean to disturb you!! I just.." her voice faded off into the silence of the night.
  "No it's ok," he straightened up, now beaming at the fan. "How about you join me? I don't really know the area and I want to go to a quiet part of the beach."
   "Oh you won't have to worry about that! Nobody will be out at this time. Not even the fishermen! B-but I know a really pretty spot on the beach. It's full of rock pools and really beautiful in the moonlight! Although...I heard there was going to be storms. So maybe we shouldn't.."
   "Look up," Hongbin smiled as the fan tried to stifle a squeal when she saw his dimples spring up, "The sky looks pretty clear to me." She nodded slowly, convinced by his sweet tone. "What's your name by the way?"
   "Ah," she gasped. "Yes, almost forgot that! Park Jisoon."
   "Well then Jisoonie, lead the way," he grinned, stretching out his hand which Jisoon nervously took.

~

  "It's just down here," Jisoon murmured, guiding Hongbin around a rocky slope.
  "Wow, so out of the way. It must be beautiful to be so awkward to get to," Hongbin smirked. Jisoon giggled and continued to pull Hongbin's hand as they slowly clambered down the slippery rocks.
   After a few minutes Jisoon jumped off the final rock onto a sandy shore. The moonlight lit up the small beach, the rock pool water glittering like diamonds. Hongbin stood for a moment gaping at the sight.
  "Beautiful, isn't it?" Jisoon smiled.
  "Wow."
  "I know I just knew you would-"
  "It's just perfect. The perfect setting," Hongbin nodded, turning back to Jisoon. "You've been so kind to lead me the whole way out here."
  "Oh no need to tha-"
  "Don't worry you've worked hard for your reward," he smiled widely, the moonlight reflecting brightly in his dark eyes.
   "My...what?"
   Hongbin smiled sweetly down at the young girl, leading down to her ear, his lips brushing against her jet black hair as he whispered "I will set you free."
   Before Jisoon got to reply to his unsettling words, two pale thin hands clasped around her pale neck. Her face lighting up with fear and confusion, Hongbin smirked down at her once more, his hands pressing tighter and tighter around her young neck.
  "Oh this really is so perfect, so beautiful. So innocent, you never were taught about the calm before the storm," he whispered, gazing into her dark eyes relishing every second as they slowly clouded over. He stroked her cheek before letting go of her limp body. "Good girl, no mess this time."
   Grabbing her two warm wrists he dragged her down to the dark shore line, clouds beginning to cover over the bright moon. The wind began to pick up, howling in his ears. Flinging the dead weight into the waves, he walked into the shallow water, getting his shoes soaked just to kick the body out further to make sure that she was picked up by the waves.
  "I don't think I have to worry too much about this," he laughed as the dark figure of Jisoon got sucked down into the black abyss of the sea after catching onto a rip current.

~

   "Hyungggg!!" Hyuk's voice in the distance barely carried over the roars of the wind when Hongbin jumped down from the final rock to make it back over to the main beach. He glanced around the dark beach, the moonlight totally covered up by now, he couldn't see any sign of the maknae for now. Good, he thought, I'm not finished yet.
   Turning towards the dark shore line he strolled slowly down to gaze into the open sea. The waves had picked up greatly as the weather on the radio earlier had predicted. He chuckled quietly to himself when the waves began to batter up the sand, the water level already to his knees.
   "Hyung?" Hyuk called out, finally spotting Hongbin when he ran further down the beach. "Hongbin hyung!! I've been looking for you. We have to go back. Something has happened. Hyung!! A fan is missing in Seoul, last seen outside the company. Hyung?!"
   Hongbin finally gazed back at the frustrated maknae. Giving him a sweet smile, "I know."
   "You do? Then why haven't you come back? I thought you're phone was in the... Hyung," he paused, taking in the scene completely. "Hongbin hyung.. What are you doing in the water? You'll get sick!"
   "I won't get sick," he called back as he faced out to the sea once again. "No, I won't. I can't."
   "Hyung," Hyuk sighed tiredly. "You're not some sort of superhuman. Come on now, we have to go back to the hotel."
   "Let the sea wash away and cleanse what is dirty in me," Hongbin whispered before stepping further into the surging water.

~











yeah idk where this came from after such a dry period of no fanfics i'm tired so lots of mistakes that i say i will fix up but who knows if i ever will
officially renaming Hongbin - Hongbun and Hyuk - Hyunk.

오랜만이야...

So I finally managed to pull myself out of the fetal position after being consumed by VIXX feels so I could write this short post! If you have seen my other kpop/personal blog recently you would have noticed that I kind of promised to begin writing again.

I will definitely try my best to fulfil this promise, but on the other hand that doesn't guarantee that any of the unfinished fanfics will get completed. It has been almost a year since I touched this blog or wrote anything in general and also things have changed in terms of bias groups. I no longer consider myself an EXO stan so Youthful Clock may never see an ending. Unless I randomly feel in the mood to do so, which is highly unlikely but you never know!

My main priority is, as it always was, to write for my friends. So to restart this blog I start a non k-pop fanfic just for my precious dongsaeng Linnie~ Who caused me hell asking for a story with Simon from The Mortal Instruments series...I realised while struggling through this that I really can't deal with other people's fictional characters! So it's pretty awful, short and wayyyyyyyyyyy overdue seeing as her birthday was four months ago and I did start the story about a week before her actual birthday! SORRY LINNIRS YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU >.<

A New Encounter (Linnie's birthday fic) *non k-pop*

His heart felt as if it was racing as his fist repeatedly pumped up into the air. The atmosphere in the stadium was electrifying and exhilarating.  So much so that Simon almost felt as if he was alive once more.  The flames blasted up into the air and engulfed the front of the stage for the dramatic closing of the concert. Simon ripped open the top of a bottle of water and poured the liquid down himself, soaking his clothes and hair, before grabbing a towel and loosely drying himself.  The crowd screamed even louder as he flung the towel out into the mass of people.

He took one last look back out, taking in the scent of excited teenager’s adrenaline pumping blood through their breakable bodies one last time. He freed himself from the deep red strap of the bass, handing it to the nearest roadie, and return back to the shelter of the dimly lit dressing room.

“It’s strange..” a small voice peeped up, amused at the sight of Simon’s cold dead stare into nothingness break as soon as they spoke.

“What is?” he snapped back, irritated at this blonde girl who he had never seen before. ‘Where did she come from,’ he wondered, ‘It has been a long time since someone has snuck up on me..’

“Well, you know, the whole fact that you use an actual instrument. It’s strange. Unheard of in these days,” the woman smiled, “Maybe that’s why they all love you. You’re doing something different than everyone else.”

Simon smirked, amused with the human’s praise. He glanced up at her short blonde hair, swept to one side and wondered why she looked so familiar. Perhaps he once knew her mother, or grandmother. He inevitably became used to outlasting his human friends and bumping into their descendants, however becoming used to something and liking something are two very different things.

“And you are?”

“Oh me?” she said, twisting her fingers in her silver chain around her pale neck, “The names Lyn.”

“Lyn..” Simon muttered, racking his brain for any memory of a person who previously possessed that name.

“Yep. Like the lake.”

Simon’s head snapped up and stared intensely into the woman’s face, a golden flicker sparkling in her eyes. “Shadowhunter..” he hissed, “What attracted you to this place, eh?”

Lyn laughed carelessly, “Calm, Daylighter. Unless, of course, there is a reason for you to react so hostile at the sight of one of my kind?”

Simon’s brown eyes narrowed before he snorted and waved his hand dismissively and turning away, “Of course not. I just prefer to stay away from your kind nowadays. Don’t take it personally.”

"So..You didn't mind us before then?" Lyn smirked. "Usually you vampires don't like us full stop!"

"Well let's just say you were more bearable back in the day.."he sighed, flicking his eyes back up to the golden haired girl then over towards the door, "I'm afraid it's time to do some business so if you don't mind."

"Ok," she exhaled, "I'll leave you to your business but remember that I've got my eyes on you Daylighter. You may be able to walk in the sunlight but it won't take too long for the general public to start wondering about that ageless rockstar. You may not care about the suspicion the general public have towards your kind but it is us who will have to clean up this mess and we would most appreciate it if that day never has to arrive."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.." he mumbled as Lyn backed out of the room with a slight scowl, bumping into a purple suited man as she fled the dressing room area. The purple suited man's cat-like yellow eyes darted towards her, scanning her profile before she left his sight. He flicked back his single black curl from his forehead and continued into the dressing room.

"Ah Magnus," Simon called out while sinking back into the leather couch in the corner of the dressing room with an original Batman comic propped open on his lap, "Any idea who that Shadowhunter was? She looked almost good enough to eat!"

Magnus let out a small chuckle before sighing almost sadly, "You'd think even after all this time you would have gotten used to recognising people's descendants but no... Not even your best friend's great granddaughter."

~

Asianfanfics~

So I finally decided to start posting on Asianfanfics.com! I decided to leave the other stories and begin with Youthful Clock on it. If you want to view it click here

Youthful Clock Part 1

(idk if anyone cares but i made a playlist for this but it was originally for a larger part 1 but that never got written so...yeah... )


    The darkening sky suddenly lit up with a violent spark of lightning bursting through the atmosphere. The rain pelted down on the dust covered floor-length window pane as two piercing brown eyes gazed out. It had been a long time since those eyes had witnessed the outside world without a sheet of glass confining them. The dark figure who the eyes belonged to sighed and turned back towards the inside of the tower he had been forced to call home. The world outside continued on its own journey, constantly developing and expanding, over the past 10, 50, 100 years the world changed so drastically he no longer could say for sure that it was the same land he was once free to roam through.

    The worn-down wooden floor groaned under his weight as he made his way from the large window that stretched itself from ceiling to floor to the desk and slid into the dark purple leather chair that once had grooves that prodded into his behind but over the years he had worn down to a smooth surface. His smooth pale hand wavered over the top drawer momentarily before he drew out a silver chain which was concealed by his clothes and grabbed the smaller of the two keys on the chain and unlocked the drawer. He snatched out the leather bound book and placed it on the desk in front of him. He traced the gold printed letters that age had not worn on the front of the cover:

"To Do Kyungsoo~

May you seal your memories within these pages"

  It had been years since Kyungsoo gathered enough control to open the book without ripping out pages in an act of bitter rage. Nowadays he just about managed to gaze upon the front cover with it's gold printed letters above the hole where he had torn off the name of his old friend and cause of all his anger.

 Another bolt of lightning lit up the room, revealing the clock-covered walls, each clock ticking silently to a different time. Kyungsoo ran his hand slowly through his jet black hair. The chair groaned slightly as he relaxed into the back of it. Drumming his fingers on the dark purple leather sides of the chair he sighed and shut his eyes, the storm outside lulling him into a restless sleep.

~

  A loud bell toll echoed through the tower and woke Kyungsoo from the dreams that had captured his sleeping thoughts. Flashes of images of a tall, dark haired figure grinning cheekily as he jumped from the second-storey floor-length window, landing safely into the bright sunlit yard and running off carelessly into the over grown plants and away into the world danced through Kyungsoo's half-asleep brain. He jerked up from his seat quickly and ran from the room brightly lit by the morning sun shining through the large floor-length window into the dark hallway which had a long winding staircase running up through it. He took the stairs two at a time to the top floor of the 4 storey tower and stopped just before the large oak door which was almost twice as tall as him.

  His wrinkled hand clasped gently around the brass handle and he carefully yet firmly twisted it until a small clicking noise was heard and the oak door creaked open. Kyungsoo stepped into the large dark room taken up by one huge clock on the back wall furthest from him which possessed a back light, the only source of light in the large room. The large metal hands of the clock edged backwards with every passing minute. Kyungsoo hobbled over to the ground to the left of the clock and opened up a concealed trapdoor. He reached into it and heaved out a medium sized black and gold chest. He placed it on the cold dark ground next to the clock as he pulled out his silver chain of keys and fitted the bigger of the two keys into the keyhole. The chest sprang open as soon as he turned the key and he grabbed the large shiny bar which had ancient characters of a long forgotten language scrolled over it. He stumbled recklessly over the the other side of the huge clock and grasped the edge of the clock where a small black disc shape was concealed. His wrinkled grey hands edged forward and slowly slide the disc across and jammed the bar into the hole behind the disc.

  A brilliant flash of light erupted from behind the clock and Kyungsoo's felt a sharp pain run through his arm from the bar and consume his body within seconds. With another flash the pain worsened and then suddenly both the pain and the light vanished. He looked up, dazed, and sighed. This was one experience he never got used to.

~

Maze

-wrote this randomly a month ago for Roi-



Once upon a time in a land quite far away, not too far away..just billions of lightyears..there was a giant maze of colours. Each hedge was a different colour. There was pink, purple, green and orange.. Very Mad Hatter style! Well one day a young woman stumbled upon the maze. She gazed up at it and pondered as to why it was there. She began to walk around the maze inquisitively until she eventually found an opening. The young woman inhaled deeply and ran her hands through her hair before finally deciding to brave the maze. She carefully tiptoed in through the large purple and pink arch almost expecting something to jump out at her as soon as she had passed the entrance. Luckily, yet also boringly, nothing occurred.


"I swear I just saw that purple leaf within that green hedge before.." she muttered to herself, concluding that she was walking in circles. She began to get fed up but, realising she was probably quite lost within the maze, she figured she might as well trudge on. Just as she was passing by a mysterious blue hedge a large creature jumped down from the hedge. It was gorilla-like with light sandy hair. It appeared to be half-man half-gorilla. Of course this was not unusual in this world, everybody was half humanoid,  half-animal, yet earthlings still get confused upon first meeting a native of this planet. 


"Bahruuhhh" it snarled out as the young woman leaped back. It gazed down at her then suddenly bowed. "Oh I do apologise Madam, I mistook you for a friend of mine!" The young woman chuckled and forgave the creature before continuing on. 


Not too long after her encounter with the creature she came across a giant fountain. It was magnificently crafted with black metal and had a giant red rose placed on top of it in the centre. She stared in awe as crystal clear water streamed down the structure into a large pool. As she traced the slight patterns in the metal fountain her eyes fell upon a small marble table. Tearing her gaze away from the fountain she paced over to the table. On it she found a small parchment with a gold trim around the edges. Written on the parchment in navy blue ink was


"Well done~
You've reached the centre of the maze!




Now get to the back of it!"

"Oh for- «content removed for censorship reasons»" the young woman roared out, throwing the parchment back onto the marble table. She flopped down onto the ground in a huff, tearing up some of the yellow grass in frustration.

"Hey!" a voice rang out from her right, "Stop that!" A shadow fell over her as the owner of the voice walked up to her. She pouted and continued to tear fistfuls of the grass up until a dark hand grabbed her wrist. "Stop.." the voice spoke again, this time sterner. The young woman flopped her arms on the ground in defeat as the half-man half-panda sat down beside her. "Fine!" she huffed before looking up at the jet black eyes that were staring down at the grass. The creature gently started patting the ground where the young woman had ripped up pieces of the yellow grass. "You shouldn't enter an unknown place and start destroying some of it's features! How would you like it if I walked into your house and started breaking your lights?" he lectured before sighing, "Ah..it doesn't matter. You didn't do much harm. Thankfully I stopped you before you could upset the maze!" He took his hand that had grabbed the woman's wrist and gently patted her shoulder. "Now, why did you start destroying the maze's grass..? Or is it a hobby of yours?" he smirked. The young woman hung her head and pointed over to the parchment.  The creature got up and glanced down at the gold trimmed parchment. "Oh..this?" he called back to her, "Well I can help you with this!" He beamed and ran over to the woman holding his hand out, "Come on!" She hesitated slightly before grabbing onto his slender hand. 


In one swift movement the creature hand pulled the young woman up and began running of with her back into the maze. He lead her through so many twists and turns it felt as if the young woman's head was spinning 360°! Suddenly he came to a halt and the young woman crashed into the back of him almost making both of them fall over."Oh! Sorry!" the woman mumbled, embarrassed. The creature gave her a quick smile as he straighten them both up. "Don't worry!" he replied, "I would have given you a warning before we stopped but I wasn't expecting to come across him!" "Him?" the young woman echoed back. She gazed around the creature to see "him" and found a bored looking half-man half-puppy with its arms folded across its chest, tapping its foot. "Sehun how is..everything?" the creature asked the bored looking half-man half-puppy named Sehun. "Fine. Great, in fact!" Sehun droned out monotonously. "It doesn't sound that way..." the young woman muttered quietly. The creature laughed. "No that's just what Sehun's like..No visible enthusiasm at all!" he chuckled. "Shut up Tao! And go on already!" Sehun drawled back. 


Still laughing, Tao grabbed the young woman's wrist and darted off again. Not too long after the awkward meeting with Sehun they came across an orange and green arch, similar to the one that the young woman passed through when she entered the maze. The two slowed down and strolled through the arch into a wide open area. The loud sounds of a trumpet being played by a toddler attack their ears. Both their hands darted up to protect their ears. "Yah!!" a voice screamed out, "I'm not that bad! My umma says I'm improving every day!" The young woman gazed slowly upwards to see a skinny figure standing on top of a long table filled with food and drinks and surround by many creatures. The sun was in her eyes so she couldn't see clearly the creature who had murdered the trumpet. Her hand swung out to block out the sun and she saw the pouting half-man half-mouse in front of her holding the trumpet. 


"I did practice every day when they announced that they were holding a party to induct you officially into the evil maknae club," the half-man half-mouse sniffed. "It's ok..It only sounded like you murdered the trumpet! You could have tortured it!" the young woman giggled. "Yah!" the half-man half-mouse jumped down from the table and landed right in front of the young woman. Looking down at her he retorted "Well..look at you..you..you small curly haired bunny! You needed help to get here!" "So did you Taminnie..And you even had a map and couldn't get here!" a half-man half-deer called out. "Shut up!" Taemin  snapped. The young woman giggled at the deep red colour that had exploded onto Taemin's face. He huffed and grabbed her  wrist from Tao and storming away with her to sit as far away from the laughing creatures as possible. "Roi, I really did practice the trumpet every day!" he mumbled quietly as she ruffled his hair fondly.

My last story (that I wrote randomly ages ago and never posted)

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.