FIXED ERRORS I SAW IN THIS BEFORE

A/N- This is the 2nd installment to my 'DEADLY WOMEN' series. This thought came to me when my mom and I were explaining to each other why we wouldn't go camping. Animals could get us, or worse, something along this story could happen.

Note: All words in italics are the conversations on the phone and certain conversations at the cabin.

I Couldn't Hurt You If I Tried: A Asuka Kazama Story

Nichole

Ch. 1- Pretty Cabin in the Mountains

I grab the small silver camcorder from its black case. Checking that there are 5 extra batteries, wouldn't want it to go dead, are inside along with 2 tapes. I call Hwoarang to make sure we're still on for this weekend. We are. Now to call Steve.

"Hello, Steve?" I wait for a reply.

"Naw. I'm sorry, hun. This ain't Steve." I hear a throaty voice reply in a satisfied tone.

"Christie, put Steve on." There's a pause from the other end and I think Christie is handing the phone over. But she's not.

"You didn't ask nicely." This is said is a smart-elicky way.

"Listen, Christie, give the damn phone to Steve!"

"How about…No!" Christie laughs deep and long. I squeeze my right hand into a fist so hard, my hand starts to bleed. I pay it no mind.

"Chris…" I'm cut off by Steve's voice talking to Christie.

"Hey, Suky. How's it going?" He asks in the sweet way that is his nature.

"I'm good, Steve. But you need to get Christie off my back." I hear Christie say that I have no right to call, I should be happy with Hwoarang.

"Don't mind her, Suuuky. She's just meeessing with you." That was strange, I thought.

"What was that?"

"I'm satisfied, Suky. Do you even have to ask?" I hear Steve make a 'purr' sound. I know that sound. Hwoarang makes a similar sound when I do it. I shake my head in disgust.

"Tell Christie to lay off. I have something to ask you." I hear Christie groan. Ewww.

"I know what you're thinking, Suky. And stop it. I didn't do anything to Christie. She's just doing that to piss you off." I hear Christie giggle. Bitch.

"Seriously, Steve. I want to ask you something. In private." I hear Christie groan again. "Yeah, Christie. Leave out the room while we ' mature' people talk." I call over the phone.

I hear Christie groan again, but this is different. It's accompanied with a soft gasp. Uhhh. For goodness sakes.

"I'm back, Suky. What'd you want to ask me?" I can tell he's out of breath by his halting words.

"Please tell me you did not just 'do' her while I was on the line." There's a pause then I hear him laugh softly.

"Suky, what'd you want to ask me?" He waits patiently.

"Me and Hwoarang are having a get together this weekend, and I wanted to invite you…" Steve interrupts.

"Who else is going?"

"You don't trust me, Steve?" I ask hurt.

"Naw, Suky. That's not it, I just don't want to be a 3rd wheel. You know I hate those." I know alright. I felt the same way when I was invited to his home with Christie while mine was being exterminated. Stupid dog and his fleas. Stupid Christie for giving the dog to me in a 'peace' offering.

"Yes, I know. But you won't be the only one. Xiaoyu is coming along." He laughs.

"Now, Suky, did you go soft on Xiao?"

"No, I still don't like her. She's like a little sister to Rang. Listen, Steve, I want you to come." He seems to think about this for a minute.

"You only want me to go, because you don't want to be bothered with her. What makes you think I want to be bothered with her either?"

"Don't be pissed. I want it to be an 'even' number. It's always more fun that way." I hope he 'buys' that. Even though I know it's a load of crap.

"Fine, yes I'll come. But you have to promise me that I won't be stuck with Xiaoyu. She's fucking annoying." I laugh. I'm in total agreement, that's why she was invited.

"Promise, Steve. Be ready Friday, we'll pick you up." From the other end I hear "Okay." We say bye and hang up. That's 1 down and1 to go. This is gonna be fun.

My next call is Jin, my brother. Since I already told Steve Xiaoyu was coming, I have to invite Jin, or Xiaoyu won't come. Like a lil sis to Hwoarang or not. She goes wherever Jin-Jin goes. I hate that little nickname she gave him.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice replies.

"Hello, Jin" There's a pause.

"Why are you calling at this ungodly hour?"

"It's not late, Jin. It's in the morning."

He replies with annoyance. "3:11 is counted as night. I'm still sleeping."

"Whatever, Jin. You going to come with me this weekend?"

"Where?" He stifles a yawn.

"To that really pretty cabin mama talked about. Hwoarang and Steve are going." There's another pause.

"Why in the world would I go to the mountains with you, Hwoarang and Steve? First off, you know I hate Hwoarang, and Steve… I really don't care about Steve." I have to tell him Xiaoyu is coming.

"Xiaoyu is coming." There, it's out.

"I don't like Xiaoyu either. Why would you think that would make me want to come? Have you lost your mind, Su? I mean for real." He trails off with his remarks about me and Xiaoyu and so on. I pretty much tuned him out after the Xiaoyu part. Ha.

"Jin, hold up." I proceed to tell him that he won't have to be bothered with her, it's just Hwoarang invited her on the base of knowing I'd invite him. He gets the idea and agrees to come.

2 down and I'm done. Time for me to sleep. I'm tired and I need to be rested for the fun that lays ahead.

Friday afternoon

"Hwoarang, when is Xiaoyu getting here? I'm getting tired of checking and rechecking our stuff!" I call across the room. His clothes consist of slim black jeans, a thick white turtle neck and black sneakers.

Hwoarang laughs. His laugh is so sexy. And when he looks up and I see not just his bright auburn hair tossled, but his tanned skin and thick lashed light brown eyes. Combined, he looks sexy as hell! He makes me want to drop everything and take him. Yeah, I like to be in charge. He doesn't complain. Cause that's how he likes it.

Then his eyes narrow and he's standing in front of me so fast I didn't see it. He grabs me just as fast. He kisses me and… the stupid phone rings. We look at each other and I know that he knows he needs to get it. It could be one of our friends. I swear I'm gonna kill them. He lets me down then turns to head to the living room of his place. I drove here so we could ride in his jeep.

Looking in the mirror I look at myself. Chocolate brown hair to my neck, big dark brown eyes, peach skin, black boots, boot-cut blue jeans and a black v-neck long sleeve. I must say, I look pretty good. Let Christie see me now. I turn around just as Hwoarang comes back in. I hear a horn honk. That's Xiaoyu. He almost runs out the door to her. At the window, I see her get out the car and hug him. I really don't care too much for Xiaoyu.

In the house, I turn to Xiaoyu as she asks me something. I didn't quite catch what it was.

"What was that?" I ask her. She smiles.

"Silly Suky, you weren't paying attention." She shakes her head. "I asked if you thought my outfit was ok."

She turns around for me to see. She only cares because my brother is coming. She's wearing white sneakers, white flare leg jeans, a fuzzy white turtle neck and a white fuzzy hat with panda ears. It's so disgustingly cute. She takes the hat off and says 'ta-da'. Underneath are two ponytails with white ribbons. I walk over to the farthest right wall and turn to her. She looks confused. I turn off the light...and I see I was right. She does glow. Hwoarang stumbles and cries out. I cut the light back on and see him on the floor holding his left knee, face scrunched up. Xiaoyu gets to him first.

"Are you okay, Hwo?" She bends down asking him. His response, if you can call it one, is to me not to her.

"Why the hell was the lights off!" He looks at and I see he really wants an answer.

"I wanted to see Xiaoyu glow." He blinks and she gets up and hugs me. I wish she wouldn't.

"You're so sweet, Suky!" That wasn't supposed to be a compliment, but Ok.

We both help Hwoarang up and somehow, we packed everything up and was in the car. It was here that I noticed her coat. It was white and fuzzy like her hat, but it had white angel wings on the back. I just shook my head.

On our way to Steve's, next is Jin. We talk along the way. Well actually, Xiaoyu does the talking. Which brings me to the question: 'Does she ever shut up?' I'm rewarded with a answer I don't much like. No, she doesn't. I drive. Hwoarang's knee is killing him. His words, not mine. He doesn't seem to know that things could get a lot worse.

I pull into the drive of Steve and Christie's, but I see something that really shouldn't be. Steve comes out with his blue and black duffle bags, wearing black jeans, black shoes and a black long sleeved shirt and coat. He puts them up and climbs inside. But here comes Christie. I gasp. I should've known he had too may bags. I pull out of the drive and start to head down the street. Steve hollers for me to stop. I see Christie running behind the car. That's a site. I still laugh when I think about that. I pull back into the drive and Christie gives me the finger. 'Fuck' her too. She doesn't know the meaning of giving me the finger.

I can't believe it, she's dressed just like Xiaoyu. Only there's no angel wings on her coat and no fuzzy hat with panda ears. She climbs in the jeep with her long flowing reddish brown hair and turns to me. In her hazel eyes, I can see pure hate, which I'm very sure is mirroring mine. She flips her hair with a chocolate brown hand. Steve gets back in the jeep after getting out to get Christie's 3 white duffle bags, matching Xiaoyu's. He turns to me and gives me the look. I hate the look. I notice that his usually short blonde hair is to is neck, like mine. Even though he looks pissed as hell, his blue eyes have a twinkle in them. I smile and his eyes turn angry and he sits in the back with Christie and Xiaoyu. So he's pissed. So am I. He wasn't supposed to bring Christie. But really, I knew he would. He's so predictable. But I can't say I'm mad. I turn forward and smile.

"What are you smiling about?" Hwoarang asks me.

"I was thinking of how fun it's going to be." He nods and looks out the window as I pull off. He just doesn't know how true those words are.

I pull up and Jin is already waiting. His purple duffle bags match his black boots and jeans, purple long sleeve and coat. His hair is hid under a black knitted hat. He hates hats. He walks over to us. I expect Hwoarang to say something, but he doesn't. His sore knee must've changed his attitude slightly.

"Why the hell did you take so long, Su!" His voice falters from the cold.

"I had something to take care of." He gets my meaning. He grabs his bags and put them in the trunk and climbs in next to Christie. He wants to stay as far away as possible from Xiaoyu. But that doesn't happen, for she switches places with Christie. Jin gives a look that only I saw and know. But of course, I know him. He's my brother. And with that, we headdown I 66, to the pretty cabin in the mountains.

-----In Chapter 2, there's action involving a certain 'someone' Asuka doesn't get a long with. Now in truth, there's a choice of Steve, Christie and Xiaoyu. Who do you think Asuka doesn't like the most? Your answer doesn't affect the chapter. Read and Review to find out. Hope you liked.-----

nichole hahn