| Fan Fiction |
by Cool_1312 and aronist_ed
It was pathetic to see a criminal lying on the old table with no chances of escape, looking so weak and broken, Keita painfully thought, as the rapist slammed into him once again. The man grunted in pleasure, an action that only made the bile at the back of Keita’s throat to rise up slowly, making him want to empty the contents of his stomach all the more.
So this was it? This was the punishment he had to receive for all the sins he committed?
“I know bastards like you would be tight.” The man replied as he pushed into Keita’s insides forcibly once more and Keita had to choke back a sob.
How many more painful thrust before it all would be over? How many more times does he need to call out before the owner of the name finally comes to rescue him like a fairytale prince charming would? It hurts, Keita thought silently, the wound hurts his heart a lot more than his bruised body.
Click.
Keita could barely hear the sound of the saviour amidst his rapist’s groans and his own but it was undeniable. The man that was slamming into him just a few seconds ago froze and Keita could feel his body silently crying out in happiness when the pain began to dull.
“I give you two seconds to get your dick out.” The voice was soft, definitely softer than the heaves that the man hovering over Keita was making but no one could deny the power in it.
The rapist didn’t scream in horror neither did he panic. With the same coldness that he still possessed (even with a gun pointing towards his head), he slipped out of Keita’s body before silently putting on his pants. Keita couldn’t move, paralyzed at the very thought that the torture was finally over. He turned so that his back was against the table as he glanced at the face of his saviour.
“This isn’t over.” The rapist muttered, face turning sour, as he took one last glance at Keita before slamming the door behind him.
Keita looked at the intruder, watched as the other man put his gun back to its holster before looking at him with such guilt that Keita had to look away. “It takes you forever just to get here.” Keita grunted as he covered himself with his soiled clothes. “You are getting older, my friend.”
“Something held me up, I’m sorry.” The man whispered as he helped Keita to the toilet that was joined to the so-called empty classroom. “And how many times do I have to ask you to watch your stupid ass?”
“Do I need to count?” Keita laughed bitterly, wiping away the tears that seemed to be falling down his cheeks. “I’m never good at listening.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright; it’s not your fault. Don’t beat yourself over it.” Keita replied; smiling at the other man as he shuddered in relief when hot water was sprayed across his aching body.
“One thing that I could count my blessings on is the very fact that he didn’t hurt my face. It makes millions for me you know.”
“Don’t be funny when you are hurting.”
And Keita didn’t say anything more.
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Yunho closed the brown oak door, separating himself from the relentless noise of the nightclub and into the quiet solace of his luxury office. Walking into the inner part of the room, he stopped in his tracks upon realizing that he wasn’t alone after all.
“I didn’t know there’s going to be a party in my office.” Yunho looked at the two men who were sitting on his leather couch, leisurely drinking from what appeared to be the most expensive bottle in his stash of wines and liquor. He shook his head, more amused than irritated.
Keita looked up from his glass of red wine, rolling his eyes upon seeing the look on Yunho’s face as he threw a towel towards him which he easily ducked. The other intruder remained unaffected as he continued to put ice into his own glass of alcohol, not bothering to look up upon Yunho’s entrance.
“What’s wrong? I thought you are going hiking in the Himalayas? What are you doing here?” Yunho muttered, referring to the other man’s quote of ‘hiking into the enemy’s boundaries’ to learn more about what was going on at the other side of the fence.
The leader of the group glanced at Yunho who was now pouring brandy into a new glass from the bar at the corner of the office. “I want to check if my left and right hand men are doing things right.” He commented which only earned a small chuckle from Yunho himself.
“Did you ever hear of Hazeid crumbling under our care?” Yunho turned around, the glass of hard liquor in his left hand. “This is not the first time you went on a climbing trip. Give us some credit, will you?”
The leader of Hazeid looked at Yunho under scrutinizing eyes, watching his every moment which made Yunho very uncomfortable indeed. Keita could only chuckle, loving how Yunho was dancing under stress. “I’m here to talk about business, any jokes, please put it aside.” Junsu coldly said.
“Fine.” Yunho mumbled; sighing in relief when Junsu looked away.
“I heard from Keita that my right-hand man had just slept with my brother.” Junsu muttered, smiling when he saw Yunho stiffened instinctively upon hearing his question.
“May I ask the reason why?”
“We are two very healthy adults.” Yunho wouldn’t let the tone of the other man to affect him, no way in hell. What he did with Jaejoong wasn’t wrong at all. His personal matters would not be revealed if he didn’t want it to, especially when it doesn’t concern the gang in any way. “You didn’t say that your family is off limits. Even if it is, I think it’s up to your brother to make the choice, don’t you think?”
“Let’s not stray away from the subject.” Junsu replied, ignoring Yunho’s snipe comment. “I do believe that you know I’m not in good terms with my brother?” Junsu raise his eyebrows in question.
“He’s hot, and I liked hot things, especially guys.” Yunho shrugged his shoulders, giving Junsu a sharp look. “What happens between you and your brother is no concern of mine just like what I have with your brother should never be a concern of yours.”
“He’s a cop.” Junsu muttered. And just as magical as the statement could ever be, there was an odd amount of silence before the visible twitch from Yunho himself. It was no secret, at least to him that is. He knew how much the other man hated cops with passion. Yunho’s life has always been about running away from cop and nothing else. “So am I allowed to say that it’s my concern now? A cop sniffing around one of my men is never a good thing.”
“I didn’t know that he is a cop. You never said that he is.” Yunho whispered quietly, the silence became too deafening even for his own ears. “Is there anything else that I need to know that could be of minor importance to me?”
Junsu could hear the sarcasm in the voice very well but thought better of not commenting on it. “Stay away from him. I know him very well. There’s always a reason to his very existence. He’s cunning. Always the slippery little fox he is.”
Keita frowned, replying to his leader’s words quicker than Yunho could. “You make Jaejoong sounds like a bad man.”
Junsu snickered. “My childhood memories get better of me sometimes.”
It was strange, the other two men thought. Kim Junsu was never a man who talked openly about his past or present. It was just the way the leader worked and they were never disturbed by it but hearing a bit of what life Junsu was in before brought a sense of bewilderment between Yunho and Keita.
“I won’t stay away from him just because he’s a cop.” Yunho muttered.
And now, it was Junsu’s turn to be surprised. “And here I thought your hatred for cops run deep?”
Keita’s worry was evident upon realizing what Yunho’s word could have mean. “Are you going to beat Jaejoong up?”
“I’m not going to beat someone just because he’s a cop, Keita.” Yunho rolled his eyes in frustration. “In fact, the next time I see him, I’m very sure it would get steamy rather than bloody.”
“Cops are our enemies, no matter if the cop is my brother or not.” Junsu spoke over the smiles and grins that the other two men exchanged between them. “Hazeid will always be my main priority. I’m obliged to protect it in any way I could.”
“You mean he’s here to do more than just fucking around with me.” Yunho replied.
“At the very least, there’s something about you that becomes his main goal. But banging around with you isn’t that bad.” Keita smirked. “I found out that the Deputy Commissioner wants Junsu’s brother to spy upon your work, to ensure that we are really moving. Like we would want to waste our time playing games with them.” Keita couldn’t help but commented, thinking how idiotic the other force really was. “Since all of our transmission machines have been put down, they don’t have any way to know what our real situation is. That’s why Park sends Kim." He leaned back against the couch. “Shim is in South Korea, tracking my every move, so no surprise there.”
“So you see, can’t blame me if I get a little bit worried.” Junsu’s eyes were upon Yunho before turning to the man who was sitting beside him. “And Keita, I don’t like how you handle things back there. What’s with the injured members?”
Keita froze after hearing Junsu’s accusation. “What are you talking about? They ambushed our place! I’m supposed to defend my team and our first new base!” Keita replied furiously. “What am I supposed to do when they come with those big machine guns of theirs?
Welcome them with open arms?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Yunho interrupted. “Our new location is surrounded
by the newest technology. It’s almost untraceable, especially when they aren’t as advanced in this area of high-tech gadgets as we do. If they could easily find out where the garage is, then they could easily find out the rest of our new locations! Why didn’t I know about this?”
“Then why would you think I come back to US for?” Keita rolled his eyes. “It seems as though even our inter-phone connection is down.
“It’s not. It’s working just fine the last time I check and that’s two hours ago.” Yunho asked quietly.
Junsu stood up. “So what’s happening? Did my brother blind you for a moment so that his force could get into your systems?”
Yunho’s eyes glinted. “I’m not as weak as you think.”
Junsu walked towards Yunho till he was in front of his right-hand man. “So explain to me something, Mr. Jung. I just find out that my left-hand man had just been raped by TP-90. I want to know why one of my best secured underground clubs in South Korea could be broken into, allowing one of my best men to be raped.”
“I-I…you were raped, Kei?” Yunho replied weakly, taking a step back when he saw Keita looking down on his hands.
“Where were you yesterday?” Keita asked softly when he looked up.
“I’m trying to close down another major business location; you should know that, Su!” He turned to the man standing across him. “You must have already received the report I send yesterday’s night!”
“No, I didn’t. Come to think of it, I never receive any information from you since I left.” Junsu replied coldly.
Yunho felt horrible. “What? That couldn’t be-”
“Someone intercept Yunho’s email.” Keita muttered and Junsu turned to look at him. It couldn’t be possible, the three of them knew. Yunho’s email was always bugged with complicated passwords and only the true receiver will know how to open them. No one could manage to override Yunho’s new technology of sending emails unless…
“That bastard must have done it then.” Yunho spoke softly. “I don’t know how but there’s a high chance that he knows how to. TP-90 underwent the same basic training as I did and he is as gifted as I am. Maybe that’s why he could come into ‘Retard’ and do that horrible stuff to Keita…I’m sorry.” Yunho looked at Keita.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it, Yun. You should have known better than to let your guard down. If I didn’t come just in time to save Keita, what would you think would have happen to this brat over here?” Junsu pointed towards Keita.
“You let TP-90 go then.” Yunho gripped his fist tight.
“Then what am I supposed to do? Kill him?” Junsu muttered mockingly. “So I should just kill him and have ten thousands men coming after my ass? You know how vulnerable my underground gang is now that we are moving! You should have taken the necessary precautions to save our butts!” Junsu shouted and Keita cringed. It was very rare to see the cool and collected leader getting angry like this. “BUT WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU JUST HAVE TO FUCK A COP AND LEFT EVERYTHING IN A LURCH? YOU COULDN’T EVEN NOTICE YOUR OWN STUPID REPORTS BEING INTERCEPTED? WHAT KIND OF GENIUS ARE YOU? THE DUMB KIND?” Junsu moved so fast that Yunho didn’t even see, let alone avoid the punch that was coming. Silence reigned in as Yunho fell down. Junsu removed his gun from the back of his jeans as he pointed it to Yunho’s head. “You know what, Yunho? I could kill you right now, right here. It’s so easy. So simple.” Junsu hissed.
Keita shot up from his chair; believe it or not, he was the fastest between the three of them. In a moment, he managed to unarm Junsu before helping Yunho up. “Are you mad? We are facing a crisis and you are trying to kill Yunho? Have those trees in the forest made you mad?” Keita screamed as he looked at Junsu furiously.
“He should have killed me.” Yunho whispered, looking dejected.
“Don’t be stupid! I am fine, aren’t I? Junsu come just in time to save me so I’m fine!” Keita shouted, gripping the front of Yunho’s shirt tight. “Don’t beat yourself up just because I couldn’t take care of myself! How could you look after my ass when we are million miles apart? Junsu is crazy; he didn’t know what he is saying!” Keita gave Junsu a glare. “Aren’t I right?”
Silence as Junsu took a deep breath, re-collecting himself. “Yes. I’m just angry, that’s all. I’m sorry.” Junsu replied, exhausted as he took a step back. Nobody could protect anybody; he had trained each and every one of his men to protect themselves. Yunho couldn’t protect Keita even if he knew that the club was being broken into; there was no way in hell it could be prevented since it seemed to be executed perfectly.
Keita let Yunho go, satisfied that there wouldn’t be any blood shed because of him or anyone. “We have to work together now. This is the time we fight.”
“We will fight.” Junsu muttered firmly. “But not right now. Keita, you will return back to South Korea and Yunho, continue to do whatever it is that you are doing. Just keep your eyes on the move and nothing else.” Junsu muttered as he picked up his car keys and walked towards the door but stopped when his hands was on the doorknob. “And find out the reason why your ex-lover had come for Keita instead of you. I want to know everything from now on.”
And when he left with Keita following close behind him, Yunho looked around his empty office. Since when did his life become so fucked up? TP-90 used to be the name Yunho used to call a lover when they were together back then. Something wasn’t right, not really.
Why his ex-lover did have gone after Keita instead of him?
“Fuck you, Kazuya.” Yunho whispered.
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Four hours earlier…
Changmin’s sense heightened as he re-checked the information using the GPA on his phone. Something was wrong and he could sense it. There was no way in hell he could mask something as big as this.
And damn it, it didn’t really settle well in his bones. Why was Keita calling his name? And the most important of all, why does it seem as though he could hear his ex-lover’s callings? Keita was on a new side now while Changmin was on a different side. There shouldn’t be anything that could tie them together.
So why was he acting based on instinct, trying to help a criminal that he should be arresting? Changmin's grip on the steering wheels tightened as he frowned deeply.
It would have been romantic to hear Keita’s calling if it was a few years back but right now, it should have been an insult. A police man trying to protect a criminal? How pathetic could he get?
“Fuck.” He muttered as he heard his phone ringing.
“WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?” The voice shouted over the phone and Changmin cringed.
“What’s wrong?” Changmin muttered.
“I found out from Jaejoong that he sees Junsu and Keita leaving the nightclub that Yunho’s in charge of. Why didn’t you tell me that Keita has left the country?” Yoochun shouted. “What are you doing? I didn’t send you over to South Korea to have a fucking vacation! You better get things righ or you would have to worry about my leg kicking your ass!”
And the line went dead.
“Damn!” Changmin shouted as he threw his phone to the back seat.
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The Deputy Commissioner of the US Army was tired and frustrated at not being able to catch his number one target once again. It was a wild goose chase since the moment he had taken the case a few months ago. The target was getting very good at escaping his clutches.
And to know that the main target was in the same country as he was right now didn’t make the situation any better. And then there was the matter of Furuya Keita. Yoochun knew how much Changmin was not focusing on his job; it wasn’t just about Keita because it was about Changmin himself too. Changmin was trying to find reasons, which may not exist, to push away all the feelings that he still had for his ex-lover.
Yoochun knew that and he desperately wished he didn’t when they this close. Changmin needed to know that he might be the one arresting Keita should the time comes. He couldn’t have Min backing out on him when it actually happens.
And he also knew how much Jaejoong was feeling disturbed about trailing Yunho. It was funny how they were being emotionally associated with criminals when they were holding such high positions in the army force. Maybe it was something that the criminals had, but whatever it was, it had to be put away so that they could concentrate on their jobs.
“Hello, Park speaking.” Yoochun muttered into the earpiece as he continued typing onto his laptop, once in a while, his eyes darting around his report for grammar mistakes.
There was a slight silence and Yoochun knew that something was wrong. It didn’t take long for his guess to be affirmed. “Are you busy, Chun-ah?” The cold voice sends a different kind of chill down Yoochun’s spine.
“Kim Junsu.” Yoochun acknowledged the other man on the phone.
“It’s been a while since our last encounter. I heard you have been missing me till you send people to trail my charges. Why? Run out of strategies to catch me?” The snicker in the criminal’s voice was clear and it only made Yoochun felt a little angrier than before.
“I’m going to hang up.” Yoochun muttered and just when he was about to pull the phone away from his ears, Junsu replied.
“There’s a mole in your force, isn’t it?” Junsu replied. “Fancy going to a place just to be ambushed by my own side. Does Changmin still hurt?”
“It’s classified information! You put a mole inside my force, didn’t you, you piece of shit!” Yoochun shouted.
“Aww, you are breaking my heart with your temper.” Junsu mockingly relied, not a bit taunted by the voice that Yoochun used. “The mole is not mine. It’s your choice to believe it. Besides, you know me well enough; I wouldn’t do such low tricks. And even if I want to know something as simple as Changmin’s failed mission, I don’t need to use such troublesome method as to plant a mole. Digging through thousand of passwords to get into your laptop isn’t anything hard.” The criminal muttered huskily and Yoochun was shocked at the sudden change of tone. “And I’m surprised when I didn’t see my pictures in there…”
“There is-” Those words tumbled out of Yoochun’s mouth before the officer could stop them.
“I mean sexy pictures of me.” Junsu teased with a low chuckle.
“Fuck off.”
“Aww, are you sure? You might miss me a lot more since you could only hear my voice this time.” Junsu mocked once again and Yoochun couldn’t help but felt amused just a little bit. “Just so you know, police are not the only people that have enemies. We do too, just not as publicized as you. I know how I’m one of the wanted men in the country. It’s a pity that you couldn’t catch me just yet.” Junsu muttered his voice still light from the teasing. “I would pick out the mole soon enough since it’s never hard to pick out one of my kind.”
“I don’t need your help.” Yoochun muttered. “I will figure out the mole and then catch you.”
“We’ll have to see then, wouldn’t we?” Junsu replied after a short silence. “And by the way, don’t bother asking Jaejoong to go undercover to spy my man, it’s not working. You should give me more credit. You are no fun.” Yoochun could just imagine a pout on the other man’s lips. “Anyway, I have to go, call you again soon enough.” It was strange, how Junsu was talking as thought the both of them were lovers in different places; the phone was a connection for both of them.
Beep! Beep!
“Bastard.”
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As you can see, there’s a whole lot more going on between all of them. I guessed Changmin is not there to save the day but it’s good, as long as Keita was alright. ^^
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