| Fan Fiction |
by Hibiscus
Ariel looked around. The gardens were well kept, speaking of wealth and the house was of a good size though not a mansion. She rang the doorbell and waited. No one answered. She rang the doorbell again. And waited another minute. Then she tried the door and it opened. Shrugging, Ariel entered.
It was cool in the house, an improvement from the heat outside. Ariel sighed in pleasure. She followed the hallway down to the first room which turned out to be a living room of sorts with sofas and cushioned seats scattered around. The carpet was plush and the furniture looked expensive. The entertainment system was state of the art and there was a well stocked bar in one corner. Large windows led to a patio outside and the well kept garden was pleasing to the eyes.
“Satisfies the hedonist in me.” Ariel said to herself. She sat down one of the couches and put her legs up. She’d just wait for Little Man Steven right here and she was sure he wouldn’t mind if she closed her eyes for a bit.
Chen Yi Ru, known to his friends as Calvin walked into the living room, his bare feet making no sound in the carpet. He stopped at the doorway when he saw Ariel and his eyebrows rose. He had just had a shower and had yet to put a shirt on. He was tall, with a physique that was the envy of a lot of his colleagues and had longish hair which was right now damp. He had generous lips which were quick to smile.
“Ooh, tasty morsel.” He whispered when he saw Ariel who looked deceptively innocent curled up on the sofa apparently fast asleep. “I wonder which one of the guys got this treat for me.”
Moving really, really quietly he went over to Ariel and leaned over her. He whispered in what he imagined was his most seductive voice, “What’s a lady of the night doing up so early in the morning? Are you my breakfast?”
And then he brought up his hand to hold Ariel’s jaw, his mistake because Ariel moved, tripping him over with her foot and in a whir, their positions changed so he was the one lying (on the floor) with Ariel’s boot clad foot at his neck. Ariel smiled sweetly at him and whispered in the same tone, “Do I kick your ass now or should I wait till you apologise?”
“Ariel Lin!” Little Man Steven, who was late, screeched from the doorway of the living room.
“Spoilsport,” Ariel muttered casting him a dark glance. She removed her foot from Calvin’s neck and brushed her hands. Calvin got up quickly and cast a baleful look at Ariel. He had never been beaten by a girl before.
Ariel read his look correctly and grinned. “There is always a first time for everything.”
“Who is this?” Calvin bit out at Little Man Steven.
“Get the others and I’ll introduce this young lady to you.” Steven said to Calvin.
“No need, we are here and Chun’ll be out as soon as he’s had a shower.” Another voice said from the doorway. Ariel looked over curiously.
The voice that had spoken belonged to a guy with some very nice muscles, Ariel decided. Wasn’t it a bit early for leather? Leather clad pants, muscle tee (ugh), spiky hair, petulant mouth (which could smile or pout with the same frequency) and eyes which were…narrowed in contempt…at her? Ariel smirked to herself. The guy seemed to be a gem. She turned her attention to the guy standing beside him and Ariel was for a second amazed at how innocent he seemed. There was none of the façade she sensed in the other two guys, he was just as tall, and just as good looking but he didn’t have that air of superiority the other two seemed to be coated in.
“Why don’t you go put on a shirt, hmm? Your manly physique is making me weak at the knees.” Ariel fluttered her eyelashes at Calvin who started to preen. Then he realized that she was being sarcastic and his face darkened. Steven threw Calvin a tee shirt and said to Ariel, “Miss. Lin, stop provoking him.”
Ariel blinked at the unconscious (perhaps) echo of the Dean’s words. Steven’s entire demeanor toward her seemed to have changed. He treated her with respect and a little bit of reverence, entirely undeserved in Ariel’s opinion. “Aw man.” Ariel thought. “Now he’s going to be scared of who I am.”
Just then the one they had called Chun walked into the room rubbing his wet hair with a towel. He too had no shirt on and Ariel rolled her eyes. “I seem to have wandered into a colony of exhibitionists.” Ariel’s eyes widened as she traveled the expanse of his sculpted chest and up this lips where his eyes were…narrowed in recognition and…anger(?) at her. “Everyone LOVES me here.” Ariel thought to herself and she smiled her amused smile.
Wu Chun, it was no use denying, was magnificent physically. You’d call his beauty feminine until you saw the body that accompanied his face. Carved like a statue of some particularly well endowed God, he unfortunately seemed to have the attitude to go with it. For a second he stared at her piercingly and Ariel stared back not at all perturbed by his laser gaze.
“Miss Lin, may I introduce you to Fei Lun Hai?” Steven said as Calvin moved to join the others by the door.
“No, let me.” Ariel gave an appraising look at each guy and then started from Calvin.
“Chen Yi Ru aka Calvin. Born 1980, playboy extraordinaire, spent time in Canada studying, tallest of the group, likes women and food, not particularly in the same order. And has a weakness for alcohol, the most expensive kind. Odd one out.”
“Wang Dong Cheng aka Jiro Wang aka Da Dong. Has a huge superiority complex and has an uncomplicated and excessive fondness for grapes. Likes women not as much as money but a considerable amount. Has a thing for fast cars and speed and has nothing against the type of alcohol Calvin drinks.”
“Yan Ya Lun aka Arron Yan. Baby of the group. Introvert. Likes blue and painting. Favourite season is summer. Not as corrupted as the others, this kid still retains his humanity. Oh and he really likes ramen noodles.”
Ariel beamed at Arron who stared back at her puzzled.
“What about me?” Wu Chun drawled lazily, propping his hip against the door.
“You are Wu Chun. You need me to tell you that too?” Ariel quipped and Wu Chun took a step forward. Steven got between them hurriedly.
“What did you mean the odd one out?” Calvin asked curiously.
“All the others have O blood types and you are the only one who doesn’t, Mr. A blood type.” Ariel clarified.
“Great, you’ve proven yourself as a stalker.” Arron said.
“Please, don’t flatter yourself.” Ariel shot back.
“Then what’s the purpose of this?” Jiro said folding his arms.
“Let’s hear it.” Wu Chun replied. “I admit to curiosity.”
“How very big of you.” Ariel said no smiles and turned her head to Steven who had been watching their interaction worriedly.
“Well?” Calvin prompted.
“Guys.” Steven coughed. “This is Ariel Lin.”
“So? Good for her.” Arron said. The little brat had quite a mouth on him, Ariel noticed. She was amused.
Wu Chun stared at Ariel from her scuffed boots to up her legs, skirt, top, lingered at her breasts, up her neck, to her lips and to her eyes which were looking at him dancing in amusement. He thought she would comment on his appraisal but she turned away, all amusement fading in a single instant and Wu Chun felt himself irritated. After he had gone to such lengths to look at her, you’d think that she could show appreciation of his interest by returning it.
“She is your new English tutor.” Steven said finally.
Silence reigned supreme for a second before the guys looked at each other and then burst into loud guffaws.
“She is?”
“You are kidding, right?”
“She doesn’t look like she can’t speak proper mandarin let alone English well enough to teach us anyway.”
“Good joke, Steve, now be serious, I have a lunch date to get to.”
Steven looked warily at Ariel who stared at him, shrugged and then went back and sat on a sofa.
“I’m not kidding.” Steven said looked harried. “She’s your tutor and you can deal with it.”
Arron walked over to Ariel, sat down beside her and said to her in English, “so, you are thinking that you can teach us?”
Ariel cocked her head to one side, a common mannerism for her and looked at Arron. “It would certainly depend on how much you wanted to learn, dude.” She replied to him in English, her Canadian accent apparent all of a sudden and all of the guys looked at her, Calvin in particular.
“Canadian?” He asked.
“Yes.” Ariel replied.
“Our English is not so bad that we need a teacher…” Jiro said to no one in particular.
“No dawg, he wants me to teach you how to talk ghetto.” Ariel said helpfully.
“Did you just call me a dog?” Jiro frowned looking upset.
Wu Chun strolled over to the couch where Ariel and Arron were sitting and sat down next to her. Really close to her. And eyed her as a hungry tiger eyes his next meal.
Ariel looked at him archly. “You are sitting too close to me.”
“So?” Wu Chun smiled.
“Move.” Ariel bit out.
“You’re uncomfortable. You move.” He purred in satisfaction, knowing now how to shake her composure. Ariel shifted. Wu Chun shifted along with her.
Ariel turned to him, ignoring everyone else who was looking on with great interest. “You want me to swoon in response to your proximity?” Ariel said bringing her face very close to his. His pupils dilated.
“If you want…” The man was awfully sure of his own appeal.
“Pass. I don’t do used goods.” Ariel got up and moved to the other seat across the room. “Frequently used goods.” She added from across the room.
Wu Chun’s eyebrows knit together in a thunderous fashion and he got up but Arron pulled him down again.
“How long are you giving me to teach them?”
“Two weeks.” Steven replied starting to pray that no one would get killed within that period of time.
“I can do that. But I’m not teaching them all together. I propose a two hour one on one time with each member of the group.”
“One on one?” Calvin waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“Yeah, can you go drag your mind out of the gutter it lives in?” Ariel retorted. “If any of them try anything on me that I don’t like…well, let’s just say that I won’t be responsible for the consequences.”
The rest of the guys found it extremely difficult to picture this pint sized little girl doing any real damage to them but Calvin who had been the earlier recipient to Ariel’s moves said nothing.
“So, who am I going to teach first?” Ariel said brightly and all the guys looked at Arron.
“I guess it’s you and me, baby.” Ariel said in as much a charming manner as she could muster.
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Author's note: Leave me alone. This is all I have till Wednesday. Okay? Okay. Bug me and I'll send a shinigami to you. Mwahaha. Kbye.