| Fan Fiction |
by SilverDragon
Ella sat quietly in the back seat of one of Chun’s black Mercedes, staring out the window as she thought back over the day’s events. Chun himself was seated next to her, still in a quiet mood. Earlier, when they had reached the car park, Wu Lang had faced his son with a frown, telling him in an aloof manner to go get cleaned up quickly while he went back to the office. Ella could remember the way he looked at Chun, as if just seeing his own son’s face reminded him of that day’s shame. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for Chun then and since they had entered the car, the trip had been spent in silence.
They pulled into the driveway of an upper class apartment complex, coming to a stop before the glass double doors of the building. Ella turned to glance at Chun, who still sat motionless, the raw egg that remained on his head having gone dry and clumping his hair together. The concierge came to open his door and he proceeded to step out, leaving Ella to step out of the car by herself and hurry after him.
“Wait up, Chun!” she shouted after him as he came to a stop before the elevator doors.
He continued to remain silent as they waited for the lift to arrive. After several minutes, the elevator doors slid open and Chun stepped inside, holding the open button down while Ella stepped in after him. The rest of the police soon arrived and they all crammed into the tight space, Ella finding herself shoved even closer to Chun. She peered up at him but he did not seem to take any notice.
They soon arrived on the twelfth floor and the doors slid open with a chime. Chun was the first to step out of the elevator, strolling at a brisk pace all the way to his penthouse apartment. When they reached the door, Chun paused with his hand on the door knob.
“I don’t think I need protection from anything within my own room. If you want, you guys can call it a day and head back home.” He then opened the door but was pulled to a stop when Ella grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him to face her.
“Do you expect to get rid of us that easily, Chun? You were the one who asked us to be your guard for the day and the day isn’t over yet. You still have a charity dinner to go to later, don’t you? Even if I hate doing this job for you, my orders were to accompany you for the whole day. So don’t think you’ll get rid of us that easily.” She stared up at Chun angrily, breathing a little heavily from her small outburst.
Chun met her gaze then burst out into laughter. “You really are an interesting person, Detective.”
Ella stared back at him confused. “What do you mean by that?” she snapped.
Chun just shook his head. “Never mind. If you still want to accompany me then I won’t stop you. You and your crew can go take a seat inside while I take a shower. I hate the way my hair feels with dry egg in it.” He shook his head with a smile, leaving Ella to stand in the doorway with a puzzled look on her face.
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After twenty minutes, Chun finally emerged from his bedroom with his hair damp, dressed in a new pair of black suit pants and a white shirt that was yet to be tucked in neatly. He carried folded over his left arm his jacket, as he made his way over to where Ella was standing, studying the shelf of trophies and photos that adorned one of his walls. The other officers of her contingent were spread throughout the room, idly monitoring their surroundings with bored expressions on their faces.
Chun came to stand just behind Ella, who was now looking at a photo of his high school basketball team after they won the national championship. “That was close to ten years ago,” he said quietly, startling Ella out of her thoughts.
She turned to glance at him, before walking away from the wall. “Like I care.” She paused on her way to the door, spotting a basketball hidden under a wall table. Ella crouched down on the spot, pulling the ball out to juggle in her hands. “I guess you miss being a basketball player,” she said, attempting to spin the ball on her index finger but failing miserably.
A smile came onto Chun’s face as he came to catch the falling ball. “Yeah, I miss it. But what choice do I have? As Wu Lang’s son, it is my ‘duty’ to follow in his footsteps.” He then easily mounted the ball on his index finger, spinning and balancing it with ease. “It’s not like I exactly enjoy getting eggs thrown at me or people kissing up to me so they can get closer to my father. It gets really tiring after a while.” With a shove of his arm, Chun threw the ball into the air, catching it with both his hands.
Ella peered at Chun, as if seeing him for the first time. “So this isn’t the first time you’ve had eggs thrown at you?”
Chun let out a laugh. “Well, actually, this is the first time I’ve had an egg thrown at me. I can’t exactly say that the experience has increased my interest in this job, though.”
Ella couldn’t help but laugh a little, finding his laughter infectious. Their eyes connected momentarily and their smiles were wiped off within a second as they averted their gaze, feeling somewhat nervous with their newfound attitude towards one another. Silence ensued between the two before Ella spoke.
“There’s still another two hours before the charity dinner. Do you think that will be long enough for a quick game?”
Chun turned to peer at Ella, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “You know how to play?”
Ella turned to glare at him, her eyebrows knitted into a frown under her long bangs. “Are you trying to suggest that I, Detective Ella Chen, don’t even know how to play basketball?” She snatched the ball from Chun, taking it to dribble a little. “Then you really underestimate me, boy.”
A look of amused shock came onto Chun’s face as he tried to suppress a huge grin. “Boy? Are you trying to challenge me here?” He made to grab the ball from Ella, stealing it with ease as he then bounded for the door. “Then let’s see how you really fair on the courts, Detective. Fifth floor,” he said before closing the door behind him.
Ella stared at the door, grinning widely before she turned to face the rest of her comrades. “Who wants to go show that ‘prince’ his place?”
The other three smiled back at her nervously as Ella then turned back around. ‘…At least he isn’t so depressed anymore…’ was the last thought that entered her mind as she led the way out of the room.
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The trek through the forest was still the same as ever, apart from the fact that the vegetation had become somewhat overgrown, hiding the trail Selina had once created with Danson. Thinking of Danson, Selina remembered back to the morning, after she had left the restaurant. She had never expected to see Show and the twins here at the resort, much less finding out that Danson had come with them. To make sure she had heard correctly, Selina had gone to the reception, finding out that he was indeed staying in the resort. She made her way over to his room, watching from a distance as he exited and made his way towards the public hot springs. Selina saw him enter the men’s pools, mixed feelings flowing through her mind. She wondered why fate was conspiring to bring him back into her life, after that same fate had forcefully taken her away from the small peace his presence had brought to her. Steeling herself, she had walked away, coming to the decision that she would leave that night, but not before she did one last thing.
The hut loomed before her and Selina parted the fronds of a large fern as she finally emerged into the familiar clearing. She peered at the sight through nostalgic eyes, taking in the weathered dwelling; wooden boards were falling out of place and patches could be seen in the grass thatched roof. Her gaze then travelled over to the aviary, horribly broken down as the bamboo posts were broken, the birds which had once occupied it long gone.
She slowly made her way over to the aviary, picking up one of the bamboo poles as she came to a stop before it. Selina slowly twirled the pole in her hands, smiling a little as she remembered how Danson had constantly forgotten pieces of equipment when they were building the structure. The pole began to twirl faster in her hands as her smile soon faded from her face. She suddenly spun around, throwing the pole into the ground behind her where it stuck, wobbling slightly on the spot. Selina watched the pole oscillate, the size of its swings steadily decreasing before it was so small, the pole appeared to have gone still. She walked over to it, giving it a lazy turning kick and knocking it to the ground.
A bitter laugh then emanated from her mouth, steadily growing louder as she felt her eyes grow warm. She fell to her knees, attempting to pull herself together. Being in Beitou was really taking its toll on Selina, constantly reminding her of the very things she missed in her miserable life. On the day Yi Xia had told her to take her holiday here at the resort, Selina had realised just what he meant by improving her discipline. This was all just a cruel test, a test to see whether she could face her past, to beat back her weaker self and become the soulless assassin Yi Xia wanted her to be. But Selina knew that it was only a matter of time before she would meet her end. Just like the pole had oscillated to a standstill, there will be a point when everything in her own life will come to a stop, only to be knocked down as she met her end.
The trees behind Selina rustled and she stiffened, paying close attention to the sound of footsteps crunching the sparse grass. However, she wasn’t prepared for the silent whisper that slipped from the mouth of the owner of the footsteps.
“Xuan…”
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After his quick dip in the hot springs, Danson had wandered around the resort, glancing with little interest at the other tourists gathered there to enjoy one of the finest resorts in Beitou. He had run into the others earlier and had refused their invitation to join them in a round of tennis, much to Hebe’s disappointment. Instead, Danson had decided that he would leave the resort, heading off towards a familiar place close to his heart. But when he had arrived there, he wasn’t prepared for the ghost he saw.
“Xuan…” he whispered, the name slipping from his mouth as he stared at the back of the figure kneeling on the grass.
The figure turned around and that was when Danson had realised his mistake. Selina stood up, brushing the debris from her knees. “Detective Yu Zhe… I never thought I’d see you here, let alone this far from the trail.” She smiled up at him before turning to look at the hut. “But then again, I suppose it’s not unusual for people to wander from the trail if a hut like this has been built here.”
Danson continued to stare at Selina, wondering how he could have believed for a second that she was Xuan. He took several steps towards her, turning to look at the hut and he felt a pang of sorrow as he saw the poor state it was in. “It used to be in better shape,” he said quietly.
Selina turned to look at him, her eyebrows raised slightly in question. “You have been here before?”
Danson turned to look at Selina, before averting his eyes. “Yes… but it has been nearly ten years since I’ve set foot in this clearing.” He smiled sadly, looking at the ground. “I used to have a very close friend who often came to hide up here. She was always so… sad, but in the time we spent up here, I believe she was happy for once.”
Selina remained silent next to Danson, closing her eyes as she tried to steel her mind. It hurt so much to hear him talk like this. Opening her eyes, she said quietly, “You must miss her a lot.”
“Everyday.”
That one word threatened to weaken Selina’s resolve so much, that she found herself taking a subconscious step away from Danson. “I think I’d better head back towards the resort.” She turned to walk away but was pulled up short as Danson grabbed her arm.
“Wait,” he said quietly, wondering why he wasn’t willing to let Selina return.
She continued to have her face turned away from him and he had to turn her around to look at him. Their eyes connected and the pair found that they could not tear their gaze from the other. Danson finally found himself slowly nearing Selina, the distance between them growing ever smaller until he softly brought his lips to meet hers. Selina closed her eyes, throwing away all her earlier misgivings to the wind as she savoured Danson’s lips on hers. The pair continued to stay that way for nearly a minute, before Selina finally brought herself to break the kiss.
“I’m sorry,” apologised Danson as he took a step back. “I don’t know… what came over me.”
Selina didn’t reply back, instead turning on the spot to leave the clearing. Danson watched her disappear under the trees, mentally kicking himself. He truly had no idea what had possessed him to something that was so out of character for him. Turning around to stare at the hut with guilt, he felt as if he had just betrayed Xuan. He made his way over to sit on the porch, hanging his head in defeat with a sigh.
“Forgive me… Xuan…”
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A/N:
Kekeke... Danson kissed Selina ^-^ Unfortunately, that'll be the only bit of DS interaction on this trip. The others are getting more limelight in this arc of events. Man... this story is going to be really long. I'm only getting started.
Next Chapter: Rainie pops in on Aaron, last bit of CE for this arc and some SH interaction...
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3rd January 2008
11:53 AM GMT+09:00
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