| Fan Fiction |
by keerain
“Sebastian, how much sleeping pills did you gave her?” a voice asked. The butler bowed before answering. “The whole bottle, master”
The voice laughed and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I’m sure she’s going to be in quiet a shock.” He mused. “Quite shocked indeed”
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Seungri’s POV
“AISH!” I stomped in frustration as a figure of a girl was rummaging through my things.
Normally, I'd be proud that a girl would want to enter my room in the first place but not when they start like this.
“Oh my god! What low quality! This DVD is SO not original!”
or
“OMG! You recycle water?! That’s disgusting!”
or
“OMG! What the hell is this? A new type of glue?” while pointing to a PBJ jar.
ARRRHH!! THIS IS ANNOYING!
Why did I ever agree in the first place?!
-Flashback-
I looked up to see a sight that I doubt I'll forget.
Polka-dot panties.
RED polka-dot panties.
I wanted to tear my eyes away but I just can't. Like there's a magnetic force that attracts me to her panties.
“YAH!” she blushed and swatted down her skirt. I blinked a few times before she threw her damn shoe at me.
“Oi! Ungrateful bitch!” I was pissed. Probably because she just ruined my perfect moment. No, I mean, because she threw her shoe at me. Yeah, I was pissed because of that! *nods*
I stood up and extended my hands. “Seungri. Lee Seungri.”
ACK! What the hell did I just do? Did I just introduce myself?! Unconsciously??!
She stared at my hands like a dog pooped on it and backed herself against the elevator wall. “K-K-Kagi Kok-k-k-oro” she stuttered.
What the furk! She made it sound like I was harassing her =...=”
“FINE. If you don't want a place to live in the meantime, then be like that” I heard myself said as I pulled my arms away. Like a kid given candy, she reached for my hands and clasped it in hers.
“Nice to meet you, Lee Seungri” she smiled. “Nice to meet you”
-end of flashback-
SEUNGRI, YOU’RE SO STUPID!
I hit myself mentally and sat down on my bouncy sofa. She was still criticizing my poor innocent things. “So Miss kagi Kokoro, if you're living here for the meantime, we might as well get to know each other.”
GAH! WHAT DID I JUST DO?!
She immediately dropped the CD she was pissing off and covered her body. =___=”
“Get to know each other...” she looked at me like I was some kind of rapist; her tone was a scared whisper.
“I didn't mean physically!” I yelled, aggravated and somewhat embarrassed. “I meant who are you? Did you run away from home or something?”
She looked at skeptically. “I'm serious!” I exclaimed at her disgusted look. “Okay, fine. Whatever.”
“My name's Kagi Kokoro. My daddy's the richest man in Asia.” she explained. Is it me or did I just sense a boasting note in her voice?
I nodded my head at the name. Wait, KAGI?! “KAGI CORPORATIONS?!” I yelled my heads off. “Oh wow, lucky you!!”
Seriously, Kagi corporations make everything from watches to LCD TVs. And how do I know so much? Well, because I want to work there one day. Japanese people do take pride in what they do!
Japanese.
“But you're Korean, right?” I asked the so-called daughter of the richest man in Asia. She crossed her legs and stared at me. “I am FULLY Japanese, thanks very much!” She yelled back. Then her expression turned from pissed to blank then to.....disbelief.
“Wait, wait. We're in Japan, right?” she asked me.
I stared at her. She must be dumb, I swear. We've been speaking Korean for the past few hours; she's been criticizing Korean DVDs, while surrounded by Korean fonts all over.
“How the hell are we in Japan? We're in Korea, Einstein.”
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-Kokoro's POV-
“How the hell are we in Japan? We're in Korea, Einstein.”
Oh no. This is NOT happening!
I'M IN KOREA?! WHY THE HELL AM I IN KOREA?! HOW DID I KNOW HOW TO SPEAK KOREAN??!
I instantly took out my phone [yet again] and jabbed the speed dial.
RIING. RINNNG.
“PICK UP, DADDY!” I yelled countless time.
“Hello,” I beamed in happiness. “This is Kagi Hoshiwazuki. Please leave a message after the beep. I am busy at the moment.”
STUPID VOICE MAIL!!
DADDY!!! I threw the stupid useless phone. What good was it if I’m stranded here? All alone in a new country with a hot stranger! I mean, a hot rapist. NO! I mean, an.ugly.stupid.old.hag.
Kay, that’s what he is.
“Hey, you okay?” Seungri asked.
Yeah, i'm fine. NOT.
How can I be fine?! I was transported to Korea in my sleep, I only got one credit card to live on, I can't model anymore and I have to go to.... to...a school....
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
“What the hell??!” I yelled as loud as I can. To hell with Seungri and his bloody room!
“I'm going to bed!” I stood up and snapped my head to a room which I'm sure is the master bedroom.
“Wait, that's MY room!” he yelled back.
Oh my god. I'm going to live in a place like this?! But it's so SMAAALLL!!! My closet is bigger! Wait, that's an exception because it's extended and it's like a mini-mall but seriously, this place is effing small! My maid's room is bigger!
“How am I going to survive???” I wailed as I reached a doorway. I looked around at the whole space again and let out a heavy sigh.
“What's with the sighing!” Seungri scolded me and ran towards his, I mean, MY room. “Hey! This is MY bedro--”
I slammed the door in his face before he could finish whatever he's saying.
My room. Mine only.
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-Seungri’s POV-
The hell is up with this girl?!
She bit me, accused me of kidnapping her, acted like I was some bloody rapist, implied on my home, degraded all my poor innocent Korean stuffs and now she’s taking over my house?!
No way. No way am I going to let this happen.
I stomped my way to my doorway and twisted the knob. Expectedly, it was locked so I banged it with my fist. “OPEN UP!! OPEN UP, WOMAN!” There was a loud muffled groan from behind the door. A few minutes later, the knob went ‘click’ and revealed a very disheveled looking girl, my mouth hung open.
“Where are all your clothes?!” I barked a few minutes later. This girl is insane! She was wrapped around my very favorite panda blanket and I’m SURE she’s not wearing anything underneath. Kokoro gave me a bored stared and flicked a finger.
“What do you want?” she replied sleepily and scratched her head, causing the blanket to fall off one arm. I quickly grabbed the end and twisted it around her neck tightly.
“HEY!” she yelled in my ear. IN MY EAR, yes. I didn’t even notice that I was done wrapping her in my blanket until she bit my arm. “HEY!” I yelled back and noticed what I just did.
PFFT. HAHAHAHAHAH!
Like a burrito, she was wrapped around in my blanket. Her hands and legs totally IN the blanket while her head poked out of a hole. She looked like a cigarette with my blue panda comforter.
“SEUNGRI!” She shrieked. I winced at her tone and walked outside the room. Clothes, clothes, need to find clothes. I opened a suitcase filled with designer clothes, I grabbed another one and it had the same content. “Where the hell are your pajamas?” I asked and saw her wriggling to the door. “What pajamas? I don’t wear pajamas.” She retorted, still squiggling.
“Then what are you going to wear tonight?” I asked her worriedly. “Won’t you catch a cold?!” Wait, why am I being so worried? I should just let her be a squiggling burrito and freeze to death!
“I don’t wear pajamas. I only wear nightshirts and just incase you haven’t notice, your room is too damn small, your bed is furking hard and the fabric is scratching me so I decided to change when you knocked in” She complained in one breath. Okay, that’s it. I grabbed a pillow and threw it in her face.
“You’ll be sleeping like that tonight since my house is too inconvenient for you.” My voice was stern as I stuffed a piece of cloth around her mouth. “This is so I can sleep peacefully without your nagging.” She wriggled in protest, her hair going to the side of her face. I patted her head and walked to my comfortable bed.
HMPH. That’ll show you.
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[a/n] in my opinion that was not quite good and I have so many ideas for this story running in my head. I just have to arrange them in order and I’m scared that the story’s proceeding too slow =___=” note: Kagi is the family name whereas Kokoro is her first name.
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