| Fan Fiction |
by shycapri8 & walin + YUNJAEx3 [ toni ]
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"Cocky Princess Chul?!" Jaejoong's jaw dropped, seeing another figure appear from behind him. It was a blank silhouette, that outlined the large body of what looked to be an old man that was very large in size. From the silhouette, Jaejoong could see the person's hand raising upwards.
"HEECHUL!" Yunho yelled. He ran towards the other end of the street, where Heechul hurtfully stared at the couple. Jaejoong followed Yunho, who was nearly hit by several cars. Heechul would see Yunho & Jaejoong in the middle of the road, as each car passed by, their feet were about to reach Heechul. With sadness in Heechul's eyes, he blinked just once to find no one in front of him. Only two voices yelping aloud.
"Ahhhhh!" Yunho screamed in pain once he felt his sleeve get attached to a car. The driver hadn't noticed since the two lost their balance while being dragged away. Once the driver was alerted, he hit the brakes as fast as he could, sending the two flying in mid air, when a van ran into...
Heechul? He played the role of a hero, chasing after the two. He was the one that signaled the driver to stop, he was the one that possible risked his own life for the safety of his two beloved friends. He was now face flat on the road, blood seeping through the thin fabric of his white beater top. Jaejoong & Yunho in the other hand, had injuries un-comparable to Heechuls. Yunho was unconscious, while Jaejoong could only feel the rushing pain that came after the numbness in his left arm. The silhouette from earlier made it's way closer to Jaejoong. The silhouette that soon created a full picture, one that was erased from his own family portrait. It was his father, and yes... His real father. He began to wonder why he held a knife. Why he could recognize him through that thick bushy beard. Why that raspy old voice brought joy to his ears. Why?
"Jaejoong ah? ...Son?!" The man scratched his beard once he approached Jaejoong. "...Why aren't you at the mental hospital?" He asked. For some reason, Jaejoong's father wore a dirty college sweater and stained jeans. He looked like he hadn't bathed in months, and his breath had a heavy scent of smoke. "You know, shortly after your mother's loss, I became bankrupt after paying taxes, and i used whatever I had left to pay for your hospital stay. I live in a basement because of you!" He scolded his frail son. Jaejoong's father raised his arm up, striking his knife down the air.
"Don't hit him!" Heechul spoke in a scratchy painful voice. He blocked the knife from Jaejoong, and suffered a larger injury. Blood leaked down from his wound that was located on his right thigh. He didn't scream in pain, instead he instantly shut his eyes trying to resist the pain the knife brought him. It wasn't long until he fell back in defeat.
"Jaejoong ah! Are you trying to get your appa arrested? Don't you love appa? Why don't you let me hurt you instead of pretty boy here?" He lifted made a fist, and tried to aim for Jaejoong once again.
"JAE!" Changmin ran from the end of the street and gripped the bloody knife Mr.Kim held. He changed the direction, causing the knife to fly up in the air, and landing onto the sidewalk. Jaejoong looked up at his angry father, and heard the wind speak to him again.
"Jaejoong, don't let your own father do this to you! He has a mental illness, he got it after I died. Son, do you hear me? Please stop him!" The voice got louder.
"I'm not mental you old fool!!" Mr.Kim cursed the voice. Changmin's eyes popped out of his sockets, realizing that it wasn't just him & Jaejoong that heard the voice speak.
"Break this up!" A woman screamed as she ran to the scene. A man called out from behind as well.
"I'm calling 911! Stop that psycho from doing any more harm!"
"The man in the white shirt is bleeding," A little girl cried. [a/n: referring to Heechul]
"Sorry I am," Jaejoong sobbed. For once, he could sense the ruckus caused. He saw his beloved 'Cocky Princess Chul' bleed to his possible death, he saw Yunho's limp body laying on the road, and his own father... Blaming him for living the life he has. Tears flew out of his eyes, while Changmin calmly rubbed his back in circles. It wasn't long until Junsu & Yoochun caught up from behind and showed their own support.
"Don't worry Jae! I'll kick your dad's ass." Yoochun approached Jaejoong's father from behind, and threw out a heavy punch causing him to fall back.
"Jaejoong! Listen to me! Don't cry, think of flowers and bunnies.. and cookies! Heechul will be fine, I know it!" Junsu encouraged Jaejoong, who was still unable to break free from his guilt. His head was spinning, and he fell back onto the ground.
*jae's dream*
Jaejoong found himself in a new dimension, perhaps in a realistic dream. Realistic since Heechul stood before his very own 'eyes'.
"Don't worry Jaejoong! Even though i'm gone... I can still talk to you! I'm now a voice in your head, hopefully one that brings you back to your senses..." He smiled with tears running down his face. "Tell Yunho that if he ever hurts you, Cocky Princess Chul can kick his butt!" He tried to joke.
Jaejoong was speechless, for his actions presented the words that he held back. He reached his hands forward, and pulled Heechul into a friendly hug.
"Cocky Princess Chul meet Junsu, Yoochun & Changmin," Jaejoong introduced him. Out of nowhere, the three stood in front of Heechul.
"I'm Junsu! I'm Jaejoong's cute friend that thinks happy!" Junsu squinted his eyes and did a peace sign.
"I'm Yoochun. Welcome to Jae's head, and if you ever flirt with my Junsu, I'll kick your non-existing ass!" Yoochun joked. He threw a soft friendly punch on Heechul's shoulder.
"Nice to meet you! Be careful, one of my wounds were on my shoulder." Heechul giggled.
"Well anyways, I'm Changmin. Jaejoong's reality breaker that never gets his way. Hopefully you can help me here... PLEASE!" Changmin grabbed Heechuls pants and bent down on his knees. This caused Heechul's jeans to fall, and reveal his pink boxers that were covered in hearts.
"OH THEY'RE SO PRETTY!" Junsu pointed out.
*end of dream*
"Jaejoong, are you okay?!" He opened his eyes to see Yunho staring over his weak body. He had a bandage near the side of his head, and wore a sling. Jaejoong also found himself in the same materials.
"Cocky Princess Chul?!" He immediately asked. Yunho's weak smile instantly dropped into a frown. His eyes were puffy for some reason.
"He... He didn't make it Jae. He visited God before he could speak to you. He told me that he would watch over you, and be like a voice inside your head.. I don't know how that makes sense, but I know he's smiling right now," Yunho tried to force a smile. Jaejoong shook his head in agreement.
"Yes! Cocky Princess Chul with friend Junsu, Yoochun Changmin," He corrected. He adjusted his eyes to get rid of the blur that accured whenever he awoke from his slumber. At the doorsteps he could see Heechul. Heechul with a smile on a face, Heechul with an evil smile on his face. It was heechul preparing to dog pile Junsu. "He door at, doggy pile!" He laughed.
Yunho suddenly remembered what he had read in his 'Schizophrenia' book from a few days ago. He remembered how victims often had voices in his head, but he never knew it would be an existing voice in Jaejoong's head. He would never expect Heechul to play such a large impact in Jaejoong's continuing life. Yunho's smile grew, and a tear of gratefulness slid down his cheek. "Don't worry, I won't hurt Jae! Heechul you can kick my butt anytime if anything happens!" He blurted out. He didn't know how, or why... but he just did. He felt satisfied in what he said, and he felt joy enter his heart.
"What happen appa to?!" Jaejoong asked out of the blue.
"...Jaejoong he's in jail. He did a very bad thing," Yunho tried to explain. He never knew that Jaejoong's mind would adjust to that...
"Who very bad thing appa with did?" He blankly asked. Yunho chuckled to what he said.
"No.. Jae. But we can do a very bad thing once we get home..." Yunho said while pulling Jaejoong into a hug.
"What the hell?" Heechul asked. He still hadn't known about the very 'bad' thing that was done. Yoochun just laughed over Junsu's squashed body.
"Haish these guys... I have another one to deal with too." Changmin shook his head and walked away.
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well ... don't kill me xD
i'm sorry Heechul.. i love you too you know !
but well.. i made my decision. he's now a voice in Jae's head xD oh and so you know, there's only like 4 chapters left.. until this fiction is complete :'(