| Fan Fiction |
by hydraheiress
Coming from a family of sorcerers, that had been working for the Vatican, generation after generation, just like his best friend Heechul, Hangeng was supposed to carry on the family line.
But the young man never liked associating with the supernatural. Though he might have been exceptional and showed such great promise during their trainee years in the academy, when he graduated he didn’t show an inkling of interest working for the Church. Most people he had been acquainted and had been friends with said that he was a disgrace to his family name. But Hangeng couldn’t really care less. Besides, his parents preferred that he be out of harm’s way.
Hangeng liked living a normal life, being surrounded by friends, going to his high school, and seeing his best friend all the time, who to his opinion was getting less and less uptight with each day that passed. Which was actually a good thing, and he knew exactly just who to thank for, for the progress in his best friend’s social life.
He knew the real identities of his schoolmates Jaejoong, Yoochun, Junsu, Changmin and Yunho. It was a secret that Heechul trusted him with. And Hangeng never did anything to betray that trust. He kept his cool, kept his distance and lived his every day student life as a mere silent observer.
But it made him uneasy thinking that Siwon knew of the things happening in Heechul’s life as well. Yes, that meant his involvement with the Shinso creatures, and the fact that Siwon was a loyal soldier only made matters worse. Hangeng had talked to his bestfriend about his troubles several times in the past, but all he got was a shrug and an assurance that no matter how much of a jerk Siwon might be, he wouldn’t utter anything regarding Heechul helping out the Shinso family.
Hangeng never felt assured however, because no matter what angle he looked at it, what Heechul was doing was risky. And he had been right to get constantly worried. Hearing his father and mother's conversation, of how there was going to be a raid at Heechul's mansion that night, nearly made his heart stop.
Unlike the numerous times before where his parents often did strategic plans in annihilating Shinto and Blood Chinois, this time, their hushes whispers only revolved around one subject. The Shinso royalty's existence and how his best friend betrayed the Church and had been working alongside those wretched creatures.
It would seem that Sungmin and Kyuhyun, the two elite Church soldiers who lost their lives a few nights ago during one of their patrols, cast a spell on themselves that would reveal the events of their last mission right before they died. The astral projections of the deceased soldiers that stood before the Inner Council, had ID'ed Jung Yunho as a Shinso creature, mainly due to his golden eyes and was also most probably the royalty that they had all been searching for. It was said that he killed the Shinto assailants that night in cold blood.
Speculations were made as well about the other four teenagers that he was with. It was also pointed out, how Heechul was particularly attached to the five young men. The existence of a young child that went by the name of Moonbin, who seemed to be very important to Jung Yunho and the teenager Kim Jaejoong was also revealed before the Council.
Being eaten with concern, worry and alarm, it wasn’t a surprise that in a matter of minutes Hangeng found himself running straight to his friend’s manor in an attempt to warn him.
But when he got there, an earthquake of some sort seemed to envelop the whole place and Hangeng was left trying to hold onto the pillars by the gate for support. When the earthquake subsided and with his worry increasing a tenfold, Hangeng leaped across the giant metal bars and quickly dashed through the manor's front door. (He was one of the few people that Heechul trusted enough to have the freedom to come in and out of his manor without getting the life electrocuted out of them from a warding spell)
When the double doors opened, the young man was immediately greeted by the old butler and several maids by the entrance who looked a little shaky, of what he could only guess was due to the tremor that he also felt moments ago. The butler gave him a 90 degree bow before hastily informing him that his master Heechul was on the third floor with his school friends and that Siwon just came in a few minutes before he arrived.
Gritting his teeth and saying a quick ‘thank you’ towards the butler, Hangeng took long strides towards the far end of the manor where the stairs towards the next floor was situated. But when he was just about to set his foot on the first steps, a pair of hands grabbed him from behind and practically clung to him for dear life.
Quickly prying the hands clutching on his back, (he was instantly able to tell whose presence it was he felt) Hangeng whirled around, an angry look flashing before his eyes. But before he even had the chance to speak, Siwon, who he could've sworn somehow looked different, nearly threw himself in his arms, fervently shaking, while string of words escaped past trembling lips.
“Hannie, where are we?! What is going on? I remember being in the car and then, then Heechullie said something about the cut brakes but then… there was so much pain and I… I woke up and no one was around and my body…" Siwon trailed off and cried out. "Oh god, I feel like I’m dying.”
Gaping at the young man who was looking at him with such a vulnerable look in his wide imploring tear filled gaze, a sense of 'wrongness' seemed to coil itself around Hangeng's heart. Not only did Siwon looked older than how he was supposed to be, there was also innocence and purity in his eyes. Something, that the Siwon he knew, greatly lacked at.
Wide-eyed, Hangeng quickly scooted backwards and stormed up the stairs, dragging a groaning and panicking Siwon who didn't seem intent of letting him go as he clung to his back. "CHULLIE!"
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Heechul frantically paced to and fro, hands crossed against his chest, eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown while he occasionally took glances at the five groaning men on the floor, who, he was quick to realize weren’t the five Shinso beings that he had in front of him just minutes ago. Hearing the supposed Shinso immortal calling him a hyung could be compared to being struck by an electric current.
Clutching his face in his hands, the young sorcerer let out a frustrated growl. He wasn’t stupid of course, and considering how tricky the spell was, Heechul had been fast on the pick-up about just what kind of fuckery he managed to pull off.
This was exactly the reason why he was very skeptical doing the duplication spell. There were so many factors that had to be thought out first. He realized too late that even with his caliber, he shouldn’t have messed up with forbidden magic.
But Yunho had asked him for the favor and, Heechul just didn’t have the strength to refuse. Aside from the fact that Yunho saved his life, he had also come to the point of regarding the Shinso prince like an older brother. But look where such sentimentalities got them? Heechul could only hope that wherever his friends might be, they were at least safe.
Another frustrated growl left him and this time, Heechul finally stopped pacing.
There was no use berating at himself for the mistake he had done. It was already too late. Dimension entities had been swapped and the only thing Heechul could do at this point was to figure out a way to fix this.
“What the hell happened? Siwon is acting very strange Chullie." It was Hangeng bursting through his study room’s door, with Siwon practically resting his dead weight on him from behind. "And shit, this guy's heavy."
Gaze sweeping from his bestfriend then to his groaning lover and - “Fuck!” Heechul cursed as he sprinted straight to Siwon’s personal space, instantly noticing something off about him. Hands palming the face of the other man as he forced Siwon to look at him in the eye, the young sorcerer’s gaze flickered for a second to Hangeng. "Where did you find him?"
“Downstairs.” Hangeng replied, relieved that Siwon was no longer clutching at him but was now within Heechul's hold.
"What do you mean he's acting strange?" Heechul asked again.
"The bastard called me Hannie, can you believe that?" Hangeng sounded like, the name as it left Siwon's mouth made his skin crawl. "Last time I checked, we weren't that close. And then he said something about a car and cut brakes and... he was just talking plain gibberish the next few seconds after that. What's happening?"
Heechul cursed under his breath. This was all kinds of fucked up! As if things weren't craptastic as it was, Siwon had to be transported into another dimension as well? And judging from the groaning mess that was in front of him, this was Siwon's temporary fill in. Just like the rest. He must have somehow accidentally managed to stand directly right under the pentagram. "Shit! I hope Yunho-sshi won't kill Siwon and vice versa wherever they may be right now."
That was if they were even thrown into the same realm. Damn! This has got to be the biggest screw up in his entire magical carrier. With the rate that things were going, looks like he was going to have a very long date with the library. He needed to read up on everything regarding dimensions and rifts and how those blasted suckers worked. He already had stored knowledge in his head of course, but nothing about bringing people back to where they rightfully belonged.
“I don’t understand a word you’re saying Chul.” Hangeng was beginning to sound agitated. “And what are they doing here? They can't be here!” he exclaimed, frantic gaze resting on the five Shinso creatures lying at the middle of the room.
Suddenly, the young man's eyes widened when he took notice of the pentagram that was surrounding the five. Hangeng gaped in sinking realization. He knew those markings. "Please tell me you didn't practice forbidden magic."
When their gazes met, Heechul looked very much sorrowful and apologetic. “I cast a duplication spell Hannie." there was a pregnant pause and then, "Judging from what I’m seeing right now, I screwed up.”
Hangeng seemed to pale. "No shit."
For a moment, nothing was said between them. But Hangeng broke the silence.
Forcing the oxygen back into his lungs, he continued. "And believe me, I don't want to make this night even worse but I have bad news." At the word of bad news, Heechul tensed, eyes snapping back to him. Raking fingers through his hair, Hangeng added. "Yunho's been ID'ed as a Shinso. And the church will be coming here in a little while to question you."
"What?" Heechul exclaimed in horror. This night just keeps getting better and better!
"They think you're a traitor and if they come here and interrogate you - "
“Human.” Heechul suddenly mouthed, concentration lines creasing his forehead as he tried to feel for anything out of the norm from the six people that had the luck of being thrown into their world. Shortly after, the young sorcerer’s facial expression lightened up. “They’re human. I don’t feel anything remotely supernatural in them Hannie. Do you?”
Hangeng was quick to realize that indeed yes, there wasn’t anything in them that could potentially give way that they were Shinso. “They’re humans. So if any of your Church buddies were to come here and see them…”
“No, I don’t want anyone from the Church seeing them.” Heechul hastily said as he maneuvered Siwon in his arms. “Though it’s unavoidable that they’re going to be questioning what is going on and would most likely freak out when they’re awake enough, at the meantime, I want you to take them to a safe place, just until I can get rid of my comrades.”
“You want me to hide them? Are you crazy?”
“Aside from Siwon, you’re the only one I can trust.” Heechul pleaded, lower lip jutting out.
One look at Heechul's puppy dog look and Hangeng lost. "I have a feeling I'm gonna regret this."
“Heechul-hyung, what’s going on?” Siwon managed to croak out by the young sorcerer's neck where he was currently resting his face against. As he listened, his headache seemed to be getting worse with all the crazy talk that his friends were engaging in. Supernatural? Humans? Magic? Church? Shin - something?
“Hold Siwon for me. I need to get another vial. I only have enough for Yunho-sshi and the rest.” Heechul told his best friend while Hangeng reluctanntly nodded in reply, huffing when Siwon was transferred to his arms.
“Since when did you get respectful with Yunho-hyung?” Siwon asked Heechul, bleary gaze flickering to his friends’ forms at a distance as he struggled to find focus. Was it just him, or was he actually seeing Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu?. What were they doing there? "Are...Changmin ah and Yunho-hyung safe?” he asked obviously worried for his friends' well being, seeing as the last thing he remembered was being in the highway in a speeding car.
“They will be.” Heechul distractedly replied. Looking to his best friend, Heechul spoke. “Let’s hope they came from the same realm. Though it won’t really right the mistake I did, at least it’ll make things easier.”
Pulling Siwon to his feet and helping Hangeng in guiding him to a nearby couch, Heechul continued. “Hannie, help me clean the place up and get rid of the pentagram before you leave with them. You still remember the place where we used to go to when mom and dad died right?”
Hangeng nodded. Of course, it had been their secret place. Hangeng often took Heechul there the times he had been mourning over his parents’ loss, when he wanted to be away from everyone and everything.
“I want you to take them there tonight after I give them the stamina concentrated potions.”
A disgruntled sigh and a shrug was Hangeng’s response, but he nodded his head anyway. "Fine, give me your car keys."
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“I will never forgive myself if something bad happened to them.” Taepoong barked viciously at thin air as he and Vic jumped from rooftop to rooftop at the darkness of the night towards their masters’ destination.
Vic glanced at his friend at the corner of his eye. It wasn’t unknown to him how attached Taepoong had gotten towards their masters; he did so as a matter of fact. Prince Jaejoong and Prince Yunho after all had the knack of smothering them with love and care. Their bonds had gotten exceptionally strong over the few weeks that they had been together, despite of their masters not knowing their existence yet. And once Yunho and Jaejoong did found out about their meaning and use in their life, that bond was only going to get stronger and they would finally be considered one.
Everything was going well. The little prince that Nerva herself was looking after, the royal couple’s child too, had also gotten extremely close with his birth parents. But then something just had to screw things up! The sudden vanishing of their masters’ life essence a few minutes ago had been enough to drive the two familiars into a fit of unimaginable terror.
Yes, the existence of their masters came back a second after it disappeared but Taepoong and Vic being the familiars that they were, instantly felt that something had terribly gone wrong regarding their life force. A change seemed to have occurred - of what kind they couldn’t quite understand but it was unsettling them to great heights.
“I’m sure they’re alright Taepoong.” Vic tried to coax his terrified friend. “Our masters are strong. Have faith in them.”
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“Jaejoongie.” Yunho still couldn’t believe his eyes, his Jaejoong was in front of him, the man that hadn’t left his thoughts even for just a fraction of a second ever since several months ago and he was standing alongside with his dongsaeng-deul. Yunho was officially the happiest man on the planet. “You’re really here.” he exclaimed in absolute joy, feeling his eyes sting with tears as he practically crushed the smaller man into his arms, never wanting to let go.
“Yunho-yah, what’s happening?” Jaejoong sounded every bit confused as he was feeling. The last thing he remembered was being in a warehouse, one of the kidnappers was even making lewd remarks at him. He saw Yoochun at his feet, struggling with his binds and then he heard voices in his head and then... nothing.
“I don’t know.” Yunho replied as he extracted himself from the hug, palming Jaejoong’s face in his hands as he began to rain kisses across his face. “And I don’t really care. What matters is you’re here.”
Gaze flickering to his dongsaeng-deul, Yunho instantly found himself an armful of a sobbing Yoochun and Junsu. Changmin was instantly in Jaejoong’s arms as well, crying his heart out as he clung to his beloved hyung that he terribly missed for the past several months.
A considerable amount of time passed and all five boys ended up hastily wiping at their tear stained cheeks, relief, joy, happiness, and a mixture of both bewilderment and wariness decorating their countenance.
“Where are we?” Junsu asked, eyes roaming across the old furnishings of the house. He had a vague recollection of being in a car. He thought he saw Hangeng at the driver’s seat, grumbling words under his breath as he drove while Junsu came in and out of consciousness. Then a moment ago, he felt something being pushed past between his lips and Hangeng’s voice ordering him to drink whatever it was he was giving him. After that, he began to feel relatively better. And the first thing he saw was his Yunho-hyung and Changmin ah’s faces at a distance, the sight meeting his gaze filling him with shocked surprise.
“Jaejoong-hyung are you alright? The kidnappers where are…” Yoochun trailed off, looking very much lost. Wait, he could’ve sworn they were in a warehouse before and he even had to witness his Jaejoong-hyung being harassed by that fucking kidnapper. Had it all been a dream? No, that can’t be. Yoochun rested a hand to his stomach and winced in pain. He had a very vivid recollection of being kicked in the gut.
Yunho’s alarmed gaze swept over Yoochun. “Yoochunnie, what are you talking about?”
Eyebrows creasing into a frown, Yoochun turned to Jaejoong and tilted his face towards his. “I… We were kidnapped. Or at least I thought we had been.” Upon examining Jaejoong’s face, it quickly dawned on Yunho and everyone how the lead singer was sporting a bleeding lip and there was a rapidly turning bruise on his cheek. “Hyung, that wasn’t a dream wasn’t it?” Yoochun asked in wonder and confusion.
“Who did this?” Yunho all but thundered as he rubbed his thumb across Jaejoong’s marred skin. “Jaejoongie.”
Jaejoong’s eyes bore into Yunho’s own. “It doesn’t matter.” he said, wanting to just forget whatever it was his head began to supply. “I don’t want to think about it anymore. Like you said, it doesn’t matter. What matters is we’re all here together.” hed smiled at the rest and the five young men unceremoniously sandwiched each other in a hug.
The thought that they had been kidnapped was something he didn’t want to dwell on. Besides, something else was bothering him, if they had been in the warehouse, how the heck did they end up here?
Wherever ‘here’ might be.
“Hyung, we were with Heechul-hyung, Siwon and Hangeng earlier in the car right?” Changmin asked, his lips pursed in thought as he craned his neck from side to side. “Where are they? And where are we?”
“Good question.” Yunho said, gaze flickering at every corner of the house as he tried to figure out where they were. “I have absolutely no idea what's happening.”
“What car Changmin ah?” Yoochun suddenly asked.
Changmin turned to Yoochun. “We went drinking tonight and we were about to go back home but the car’s brake was jammed. Heechul-hyung was driving because Yunho-hyung was drunk…” he trailed off and turned to their leader with curious eyes. “Hyung, why are you not drunk?”
Yunho blinked in confusion. “Ummm, I… I don’t know.” he replied in a murmur. “Wait, that wasn’t a dream either, was it?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows.
When the leader had woken up before, things came rushing back to him in a heartbeat. But then he quickly dismissed the memories as a dream, thinking that being in an impending car accident was impossible since he found himself with his dongsaeng-deul inside a huge apparently empty house. Then again, the very fact that he was with his dongsaeng-deul all of a sudden, the five of them together right now, felt like a dream itself.
“I don’t think this is a dream." Junsu commented before pinching Changmin hard on the cheek.
"Ow, what did you do that for?" Changmin asked darkly, massaging at his sore face as he scowled at the dolphin-incarnate. Reaching out a hand, he pulled at Junsu's face as a retort which resulted in the older male to wince in pain.
"Ow, Min you deliberately put more pressure in there." Junsu complained, pouting.
"Bite me." Changmin sniffed before turning to his Jaejoong-hyung and gave him another hug. "Hyung, I missed you so much! And I'm sorry I ignored you the last time we met backstage at an interview. I was just feeling really upset those times. Will you please forgive your adorable slash genius dongsaeng?"
Jaejoong's lips quickly spread into a smile. Changmin being all cute and snarky was one of the things he terribly missed. Patting the pouting maknae gently in the head, Jaejoong nodded his head and replied lovingly. "Of course, I forgive you. How can I not when you're being too squishable."
"Whatever happened to your "I don't like men" speech?"
Changmin turned to their leader who was looking at him with an amused expression. "Well, Jaejoong-hyung is an exception." Sticking his tongue out, he continued then grinned. "Besides I missed him so much."
Yunho reached out a hand and ruffled Changmin's hair, chuckling. "It's been a while since I saw you smile."
Withdrawing from the hug, Changmin quickly felt for his phone and tried to get a reception. "Wow, where are we? A cave?" He asked in wonder a few second later when no matter how high up in the air he placed the merchandise, the signal bar still remained zero. The rest of his hyung-deul did the same and everyone received the same result. There really was no reception in that place.
Suddenly, realizing something else, a look of panic washed over the maknae's face. "My Ipod is gone!" Changmin all but shrieked. No! He couldn't live without his Ipod. It was the only thing keeping him sane, ever since the lawsuit began. Every single day, he would repeatedly listen to their songs. The voices of his hyung-deul as they harmonized always without a fail gave him strength to face another day.
"Changmin ah, calm down." Yunho advised, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"But hyung, I was still using it when we were in the car." Changmin's pout could rival Jaejoong's. "Where is it?"
"You must have dropped it somewhere." Yoochun supplied. "Forget it, you could always buy a new one."
"So you're finally awake." All heads turned towards the source of the sound. Hangeng was walking towards them with an air of annoyance while Siwon was beside him looking alarmingly pale. "Good, because I have a lot of things to talk with you boys about. Starting from..." Hangeng halted a foot away from Yunho as he looked him up and down. "The fact that you have to live the life of your counterparts and live a normal human existence because Heechul's neck depends on it."
All five boys looked from Hangeng to Siwon then back to Hangeng again. "What?"
Siwon groaned beside Hangeng, clutching a hand to his face. At first he hadn't believed a thing that the younger man had told him. He had actually thought Hangeng had lost his marbles, but that was until, he made Siwon watch something that he never would have thought possible. ""I still am expecting to wake up."
Pulling out a small spherical container out of his pocket, Hangeng spoke. "What you're seeing right now has been extracted straight from Heechul's memories. And I'm hoping that after we're done here, you'd learn to listen to me without accusing me of loosing my sanity because that is seriously going to just sound redundant."
Dropping the container to the floor, a puff of red smoke erupted from the broken glass shards and moving images began to slowly take form in mid air as if they were watching a movie. And as the first few scenes of Heechul's memory began to unfold, Yoochun, Junsu, Changmin, Jaejoong and Yunho, especially Yunho were left gaping in shock at what their eyes were currently witnessing. The scene was of the first time that Heechul crossed paths with the Shinto Executioner.
And as the images and scenes continued to unfold, one after the other, the five young men found themselves falling into their behinds, too overwhelmed to speak a word, gazes glued to the sight in front of them.
What the hell was this?
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At a district in Seoul
"Watch where you're going will you?" A young man who appeared to be in his mid twenties yelled at the guy's retreating back that had so graciously bumped into him without even leaving an apology. "Tch, bastard." he drawled under his breath as he began to pick up his discarded things on the sidewalk. Not only was he running late as it was, he just had to bump into a complete a-hole. "Ugh, I'm going to get an earful again when I arrive at the TV station."
In his hurry, it missed his notice how instead of one IPod that he often used in his work that was in his belongings, there was now two. The other one in particular was filled with songs of the band called "DBSK".
It was Changmin's lost Ipod.
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"Binnie, please stop sulking honey." Mrs. Bae pleaded at her depressed nephew. As much as she wanted to give what her nephew asked, it was impossible. Not only wasn't anyone picking up at the young boys' apartment that Moonbin had gotten very attached to, their phones had kept ringing but no one was picking up either.
Moonbin cocked his head back while chewing glumly at his bottom lip. There were unshed tears in his eyes as he looked at his Aunt. "Why aren't they picking up Imo?" He had another flash, of his Jaejoong-hyung and Yunho-hyung leaving him, he felt so scared and alone and he wanted to be with them but they weren't picking up their calls. It made Moonbin fret. Where were they? What could have happened to them? Another sob threatened to escape his throat and Moonbin buried his face beneath his folded arms again, shoulders shaking.
"They could be anywhere right now. Maybe they went somewhere and they just forgot their phones. Come on Binnie. Lighten up." Seulgi half-heartedly tried to coax her nephew while she sat in front of the television, watching her nightly dosage of Asian Music Hit Chart on the music channel.
Ahhh, those Japanese bands are so effing hot! Seulgi squealed happily under her breath. She guessed she wasn't much of a nationalist. So what? Korean artists suck anyway. Bleugh. It's such a good thing that Japan and Korea had such close ties or Seulgi would have died listening to the crappy music her own country made. Well not everything was crappy. But she liked J-rock more. You get the drift.
kimi wa itsumo sou boku ga omou hodo
dokoka he itte shimau
mata boku wo nokoshi hitori de hashitte yukunda ne\
mou todokanai mou todokanai
yatto kimi ni aeta noni
gaman shiteta mono ga subete afurete
"Seulgi, can't you show a little bit of consideration for Binnie?" Mr. Bae remarked while shaking his head at his daughter. "Your nephew's moping here and you're singing along some Japanese rock band's song."
"But Appa, I love this band." Seulgi whined as she continued on to sing along with the lyrics. "Besides, it's self study at the same time, I think." she giggled. "Our finals, which will happen right after the school festival will be covering about Japan's culture. I'm having fun and studying at the same time."
Japan and Korea were sister countries and each other's mother tongue was the other's second language. In class, Japanese lessons along with English lessons were part of the average Korean school curriculum.
Mr. Bae raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure it has nothing to do with those guys I am currently seeing right now? And what's with that make-up?"
"Guys with make-up are sexy. Deal with it Appa." Seulgi retorted, making funny faces at her father.
Sighing and pinching at the bridge of his nose, Mr. Bae walked over to his wife and his still sulking nephew sitting on the couch. "Binnie, don't worry. I'll try to call Jaejoong ah and Yunho ah again in an hour alright?" Moonbin looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "And if they still don't answer, we... we can always go to their place in the morning. How's that sound?"
With his expression falling, Moonbin sighed and slowly nodded his head. "Alright, Ehmobo." he murmured dejectedly under his breath, feeling his heart break.
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And that was Morbid Fascination a Japanese rock band with "Angels Are Calling Me". Come on guys give 'em a round of applause Yey!" The Video Jock on TV did the act of clapping his hands repeatedly in the air like a little kid. When the atmosphere got awkward after a while, he cleared his throat. "And our next request."
Opening a rather large blue card, the VJ spoke. "Comes from Fiona. And it says here, dear VJ Jihoon, I would like to request the song "Rising Sun" from Dong Bang Shin Ki. I dedicate this to my exchange foreign classmates at Hansung Highschool namely Nadia, Chloe, Kat, Yuki, Jaden, Fathi, Steorie and to all the members of the YunJae Movement Fanclub! Wooo! More power to us guys and always remember YunJae is real! Can't wait for our School Festival! Here's to hoping Jaejoong-sshi and Yunho-sshi will participate in this year's activities. Fighting! <3333"
After reading the letter, the VJ looked very much bewilderment. "YunJae? What is that?" Someone from the crew answered his question but it wasn't clear enough for the audience to hear. Shortly after he nodded his head as if in understanding. "Ahh, right, right. A school fanclub. Okay, okay. Well, anyway." Directing his mega-watt smile for all of the viewers to see and melt from, he continued. "Here's "Rising Sun" by Dong Bang Shin Ki. Enjoy."
"That's the cue Alan!" Another one from the crew called out.
"I don't think I have that song in my list." The one named Alan in the control room replied back. "Ah wait, hold on." Picking up another Ipod, a wondering look flashed across his eyes. This must be Fi's, oh well, I'll just give it back to her later. With a shrug, he quickly scrolled down the songs and let out a huge sigh of relief upon finding the band's name - DBSK.
"Rising Sun, rising sun, rising sun. Wow, this guys sure have lots of songs. I thought they were new?"
"Alan, seconds are ticking."
"Right, right! Aha, yep found it." And with that, he plugged the little device to the video jack and quickly pressed play. The first few seconds of the song started. But then to everyone's surprise - someone that clearly didn't belong to the band called Dong Bang Shin Ki appeared on the screen instead.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awn7ygN5i6M
"Wait, I know that guy!" One of the female crew suddenly cried out in awe. "Wasn't he the latest model of Allure Male? The fashion magazine? I even have a copy of that edition. Wait, I'm gonna go get it."
"Holy shit!" The sound of a cup falling down to the floor was heard and everyone's heads turned to the source of the voice. The 34 year old owner and CEO of the most famous TV Station company and HyunJoong Entertainment, one of the newly rising music companies in South Korea just walked in through the door.
"Ahhh, Kim Hyunjoong-sshi." A male staff walked over to the petrified man and bowed his head in a greeting.
Hyunjoong's eyes remained glued to the monitor screen. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. What was his nephew, his nephew's bestfriend and school mates doing in a Dong Bang Shin Ki music video? Hyunjoong blinked in sudden realization. Wait, come to think of it, that wasn't the video for that song at all.
Eyes zeroing in on a new face, Hyunjoong mused in wonder. Who was that other guy? He's never seen that kid in Jaejoong's circle of friends before. But he did look familiar.
Swallowingly thickly as he felt for his phone, Hyunjoong began to dial numbers on his touch. He had to call the Parks, the Kims and the Shims right that instant.
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"Sir, you have to see this." Dong Bang Shin Ki's manager burst in through the door, wide eyed and gaping.
Lee Soo Man cocked his head back from his paper work. "What is it?" he asked, tone uninterested. "Start talking, cause I don't have time to spare other than a minute with you."
"Sir, Dong Bang Shin Ki, your boys. I mean, no it's not them. But, sir please, just please turn on your television." the manager said, stammering.
A scowl was permanently present on the elderly guy's forehead. He adjusted his glasses and flipped his television open. "What did they do this time?" he drawled. It was almost an everyday occurrence that those good for nothing brats were getting into scandals one after the other and they were making him loose money like there was no tomorrow.
Grunting, he inwardly cursed. This was what happens when one tries to market a band that had personal relationships with his shareholders. Their egos were bigger than his, and he was supposed to be the boss.
"Turn it to the music channel sir."
"I swear I am this close to booting out these brats. If it weren't for the shareholders threatening to pull out their shares in the company, I would kicked their asses a long time ago and gave them a good spanking." Soo Man grumbled under his breath, but then gaped when he caught sight of what was happening on his TV screen.
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Various houses in Seoul, including the Bae family's household had also been put into a petrified state. Seulgi couldn't believe her eyes. Moonbin had stopped moping and was sitting directly in front of their television screen, nearly sticking his face in. His eyes were wide as he watched. His hyung-deul were... they were - "
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!" Seulgi's scream was enough to awaken even the dead.
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A/N: Uh oh, hopefully Chullie can do damage control soon. hehehe! I'm so sorry for the late response guys. Anyweiz, this is the first part, part two will be updated @_@ hopefully soon. I'm stuck in writing Second Chance Rewind T_T I mean the plot is there but I can't seem to get it out on paper. *groans* I am so stressed with it. LOL! I'ma go relax my brain for a little bit XDD! Any comments, suggestions, violent reactions (hopefully none? XD LOL) are very much encouraged and appreciated <3333333333 Thanks so much for the continued support. This didn't undergo beta yet so please, do squint. To everyone who's plenty confused with what's happening. LOL! It's like this, Changmin's (our DBSK Changmin) Ipod got lost midst switch and fell at a random place in Seoul. A random guy picks it up who also so happens to work for the TV Station. A music request kind of show was going on (like MTV) and the song of DBSK (the DBSK of the Shinso's world) Rising Sun was being requested by a 'fan'. Unfortunately, the DBSK 'Rising Sun' video that was played was from our own DBSK and not the DBSK from the Tied Fates reality. Yes, the TF!DBSK are different from our own boys.
Feedback Section:
haruno: I'm glad to hear that you think it's plain as day hon. *sigh* But I do also understand if they don't understand it, especially the ones who loves to skim read. I'm so sorry for the late update. Actually I already updated this quite a while back in my journal O_O Just totally forgot to put it in winglin since it crashed. *bricked*
cassio_fia: LMAO! Reversing from Shinso and Shinto XD You were not the first one to say that. LOL! A lot of my readers encountered the same confusion. *pats* hehehe. Yep, I understand you have lots of questions bb, but I can't reveal anything just yet... the secrets, questions will unfold as the story progresses (and it's taking forever I know ;__; blame incapacity to write good scenes LOL)
lonelyinlove: I've asked this question in my journal before, about the emotions and stuff and they said they understood the emotion just fine and said that I particularly focus on them that I tend to forget dialogues O_o hmm weird. It's the opposite with yours bb. LOL! people have different views I think.