I apologize in advance if you don't get the description for the shooting room. It was very hard to explain. DX It feels very wierd to write about Mafias in good Friday. :D I think I'm getting used to depressing stuff. Well, it's not like this chapter's depressing though. But my vietnamese friend was showing me VERY depressing vocaloid songs, and sadly, I'm getting used to them. But I don't think I'll ever get used to 'fear garden' *shivers*
Yong-soo walked into the shooting room, where there was a long corridor with divided sections. In every section where you can shoot, there was a gun hooked to the wall of the section, and there was a bullet pouch next to it, filled with bullets (of course). There was also a headphone hanging, but that was to block out the shooting sound, which was loud enough to cause damage. At the opposite side of the sections was a part of the wall covering half of the rectangular section border from the bottom to the middle. From the top to the middle, was where you aimed the gun. There was a huge space next to the half-walls, and in the end of that space, about 40~50 feet away, sometimes even farther, was the targets, with the outline of a person. The corridor was silent, indicating that no one was present in that room except for Yong-soo. Yong-soo grinned. He liked practicing alone.
"A~arirang, a~ahahrirang, A, aahriirang~…." Yong-so sang, while getting into a section and filling the gun with bullets. He put the headphones on, then lifted his gun. It was a big gun, not one of his favorites-he liked smaller, pistol ones, but he needed equal practice for every gun. That was the way to master the art of assassination. Only, Kiku and his old-fashioned way broke that rule. Really, swords, at this time of age? Boring. Instantly, Kiku's face lit up in his brain, and the irritated Korea shot at the cardboard cut-out target. Bang, bang. Two shots. One went right through the center of the head, and the other hit the neck. Yong-soo sighed deeply. He always thought of Kiku while practicing, but he didn't really want to KILL Kiku. He didn't really want to kill anyone. He wasn't bloodthirsty. But if seeing blood was the only was to be the same rank as Kiku, then he could do it. Yong-soo didn't know it himself, but he was relying on Kiku to be his goal. It was Kiku that gave him the most reason to try his best at winning, and beating. That reason made him more skilled, but he would never realize that Kiku was helping him this way, because he wouldn't like the idea. At all. This time, he shot three times, and one landed on the stomach, the shoulder, and a miss. Yong-soo frowned. It was the same routine. He was better at first, and as he kept practicing, he would get worse. Yong-soo aimed again, and jumped when he felt someone tapping his shoulder. He took off his headphones and turned around to see the ever-smiling Thailand. Thailand put his hand together and bowed.
"Hello, Yong-soo. I see that you are practicing hard when it's only 10 in the morning." Thailand saw Yong-soo's face light up proudly.
"I'm working hard to be an assassin. I'm suppost to be printing out outlines of a bank to Wan-wan, but….well, she'll be fine, she can memorize something in at most an hour. What are you doing here, out of your usual place? Aren't you usually in the 'designing room', or the 'welding room', or someplace like that?" Yong-soo asked. Then, his eyes fell to Thailand's hands. He was holding a box, and the label said, 'DANGER. WARNING, INCLUDES EXPLOSIVES. CONTAINING: DYNAMITE 100 KG TNT, BULLETS, GUN POWDER, ETC.' "Oh…refilling bullet pouches? I'll need some more in my pouch." Yong-soo said.
"Wait a moment, I should open this box first." Thailand said, smiling wider when Yong-soo saw the recognition of the warning label on the box. Yong-soo stared at Thailand put the box on the floor and searched his pockets for a pocket knife.
"Oh, Thailand, I have something for you to celebrate. Viet's cooking tonight! Although I have to do the dishes….when are you going to learn how to make a dishwasher? Really, I should talk to Hyung-nim about this. We trade drugs and weapons illegally, but we can't illegally trade a dishwasher? What's up with that?" Yong-soo complained. Thailand smiled continuously, amused at Yong-soo's chatters.
"I see, it's been a while since I've had Vietnam's cooking. I wonder what we'll have. I do like those rice noodles…..here you go, 30 bullets shall do it until lunch, hmm?" Thailand put in several bullets into Yong-soo's pouch. Thailand lifted the box again, and was going to walk away, when Yong-soo stopped him.
"Hey, wait a minute, Thailand. Here, look at this shot." Yong-soo aimed carefully, and shot. His bullet went through the target, but the hole it left was located between the legs of the target. "Now that's what I call a real 'mercyless shot', don'cha think?" Thailand wore a bemused face.
"I'm sure that would be a hard place to shoot. But I'm not so sure if it would be as painful if it was a female target." At Thailand's reply, Yong-soo gave him a thoughtful face.
"Huh, I didn't think about a female before. You know, I got used to seeing the targets as a black and white target board, I forgot they might have different genders if they were real. But it is a hard place to shoot. I bet even Hong Kong would have a hard time shooting it there." Yong-soo said, with a very proud face.
"Why don't you try the moving targets? They're in the next room. They just move vertically and horizontally, but it would be harder to shoot. How about it? Want to use it as a challenge?" Thailand asked Yong-soo. Yong-soo's face lit up with excitement and curiosity.
"A MOVING target? That's so cool! I'm ganna go there now. Did you fill the bullets in that room?" Yong-soo asked.
"Yes, I did it just 3 hours ago." Thailand saw Yong-soo leave out the door before he got to finish the sentence. He didn't approve of killing that much, but looking at Yong-soo, he had to wonder if shooting was that exciting.
Yong-soo got out of his shower. Shooting was surprisingly a hard exercise. The guns he held were heavy, and the force of the relapse from the shots were powerful, and hard to keep the gun steady. It was exactly 11:30 am, and he needed to get to his lab. Yong-soo quickly put on a shirt and pants, after wearing his underwear, then head out the shower room. He didn't want to shake his hair dry with the towel, so he just hung the towel on his shoulders to catch the dripping water from his hair. He walked into his lab, and the lab workers immediately stood up and bowed to him. Yong-soo gave a hand gesture to let them sit down, then head to his personal computer. Yong-soo clicked his mouse a bit, read some things, hacked some things, and in less than 5 minutes, printed out the copied outlines of the bank. Then, he waved to his lab workers and left the room. After he left, his workers quietly whispered,
"He finishes hacking into China's international security in the web in less than 5 minutes, but he never stays around to do some of his real work." But of course, none of them could hate Yong-soo. Yong-soo always gives them snacks and pizza parties at the end of a week. What worker could hate a boss like that?
Yong-soo found Taiwan in her room, trying on various glasses, showing them to Vietnam.
"This one makes me look like a grasshopper. Oh, this one is stylish! But no banker would wear that…how about this black framed one? Oh wait, those have real lenses, I wouldn't be able to see through them…" Yong-soo quietly sneaked behind her, making sure to bend enough so that when Taiwan looked at the mirror she couldn't see him. Yong-soo saw Vietnam staring at him. Yong-soo grinned at her, and put his index finger to his mouth. Vietnam made a face that read, 'nothing good is going to come out of this, Yong-soo.', but did not tell Taiwan. After he reached right next to Taiwan, he lifted Taiwan's skirt, yelling,
"Ice-kaeki!" Taiwan screamed. She turned around and kicked her leg in panic, but Yong-soo grabbed her leg.
"Wan-wan, what a girlish scream you make. Now I think either Hong Kong or Kiku's ganna run into this room soon to find out what happened. Wan-wan, you wouldn't like to find me dead with my head dislocated from Kiku or my head shot by Hong Kong, would you? Then tell them nothing happened, ok?" Yong-soo told her calmly, while smiling just the same. Taiwan's face turned blotchy red, but put her foot down. Vietnam shook her head. It WAS impossible to argue with him and win. Taiwan murmured,
"You are a horrible brother." Yong-soo grinned at her.
"Oh really? Did you really think I did that just to scare you, or to take a look at your pantie? By the way, strawberry panties are not sexy, Wan-wan." Yong-soo saw that any moment Taiwan was going to slap him. "There was a cockroach climbing on your skirt. Really, your skirt is really long, it touches the floor." Then, Yong-soo opened his hand, and to Taiwan's disgust, there was a huge cockroach, still alive, but not moving because Yong-soo was holding it so it was not squished to death, but could not move. "Do you have a tissue? I don't feel like squishing a cockroach in my hands, so I think I'm ganna toss it outside. But I want to hold it using a tissue…" Yong-soo asked. Taiwan looked around, but Vietnam was quicker. She handed him the tissue, and Yong-soo quickly put the cockroach in there, and gave it enough room so it doesn't die, but so it can't try to come out. Once he did, Taiwan sprayed his hands with an anti-germ spray. Yong-soo then showed her his real reasons for coming. "Here's you map. Its 13 floors total. 7 going up, and 6 underground. The underground's the important place. That's where they keep the REAL money. Y'know, the gold, the thousand-millions? The place where they keep the employee profiles are on the 3rd floor, room 115. There should be a big cupboard, with the last name alphabet listed. Go through them, and bring a copy profile of the most suspicious workers. Then, I'll pick out which ones you'll need to tail. Oh, I hear them coming-" The door banged open, and Kiku was there, holding his katana. Hong Kong was also there, his hands on his gun. Kiku asked Taiwan,
"What happened? Why did you scream?" Yong-soo stepped forward and said,
"Hmm, Wan-wan, would you say that both of them coming makes what I said wrong? I think saying that either Hong Kong or Kiku'll come was rather close to the real result. Kiku, I didn't do anything, first of all." Taiwan snorted, but did not say anything. "I found a cockroach. It's still alive. Hey, I heard that in China, they cook insects and eat it. Do you think Yao hyung-nim'll make one for me?" Upon hearing the random thing Yong-soo said, the other two knew things were ok. Vietnam told Yong-soo,
"I don't think he will. He's much too busy with some of his work. So are the 4 of us, and Thailand. All of us are busy, except for you, Yong-soo. Are you finished with your work?" Vietnam cornered him with her words. The other countries also eyed him. But, as stated a million times before, no one can beat Yong-soo at arguing.
"One can never finish working, Vietnam. The next day, there'll be the same, or even more amount of work that replaces the work you did yesterday. And, work is done every time you move an object towards the direction you are putting force into, scientifically. So that means I do work every day. Oh, Vietnam, it's 11:45 now, you should hurry and make lunch for us. What are we having today? I want that noodle with the thin, soft meat. And make sure to make the broth especially spicy! We ARE Asians, so you don't have to weaken the flavor. Well, there's always Kiku, and his mild tastes…" Yong-soo never forgot to add an insult to Kiku. Kiku felt his anger vein pulse, and he softly said,
"Yong-soo?" Yong-soo faced Kiku.
"Yeah? You got something to say?" Kiku smiled in a friendly way, while pointing his katana dangerously at Yong-soo.
"Kiss that head of yours good-bye." Yong-soo eyed the katana aimed at his neck nervously.
"Oh….That's…..a sharp knife, huh……" Yong-soo ran towards the door, with Kiku trailing behind him fast. Taiwan smiled, and Vietnam shook her head. Hong Kong put his gun back into his belt. An ordinary day in the Asian mafia. There was a faint trail of Yong-soo's voice, saying, "Yao hyung-nim~~~~!" No one can beat Yong-soo in arguing, but not so much the same when it comes to fighting.
Yong-soo walked into the dining room, smiling widely.
"Ooh, nice smell of broth. Where are you, Vietnam?" Yong-soo spotted Vietnam putting the warm dishes on to the table. The 5 other Asians were already sitting on the table.
"Where were you, Yong-soo aru? Aren't you usually the first one here?" Yao asked Yong-soo. Yong-soo grinned at Yao, and said,
"Oh, I had to go to my lab for a moment. Hey, which soup is this, Viet?" Yong-soo asked Vietnam.
"Pho tai nam, with mi xao don, dau hu xao rau cai for Thailand, who doesn't eat meat, and lots of cha gio this time, because last time I made it, it ran out in 3 minutes.*" Vietnam replied. Yong-soo grinned at her, and hugged her waist tightly.
"Oh? I feel that your hip got skinnier! Poor Viet, she lost weight from working so hard! Don't worry, I'll do the dishes so clean, you won't have to re-clean them!" Yong-soo took advantage of Vietnam not being able to stop him because she was holding two bowls in her hands. Yao said in a stern voice,
"Yong-soo, sit down, aru. Vietnam's going to spill her bowl." At Yao's voice, Yong-soo instantly let go. Then, Yong-soo said to Vietnam,
"Viet, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? Your face is red." The result of that sentence was Yong-soo getting poured in cold water from a cup by Vietnam. After he dried off, they all sat down to eat. The rest of them ate, but Yong-soo was eating last, for he was praying. The ticked off Yao said,
"Yong-soo, what are you praying about? This is a family of mafia, and also Asians. I should have never let France teach you Christianity." Yao frowned when Yong-soo didn't respond until he made a cross sign with his hand. Then, Yong-soo faced him and said,
"I can't help it. Have you seen my cities? If you go to the roof of a tall building in my cities, half of what you see is red crosses from churches. I appreciate that you taught me Buddhism, but Christianity is the main religion now, Hyung-nim. As for the mafia thing….well, you don't let me kill, do you? After I become an assassin, then maybe I could stop praying…." Yong-soo stared into Yao's eyes, hoping to find a sign that will approve of letting him be an assassin. Yao closed his eyes and said,
"Pray as much as you want, you are not going to become an assassin."
After they ate, everyone quickly left the room. Whenever Yong-soo had to do something, he'd try to coax someone to work with him, or do all of his work. Yong-soo made a face as the 5 Asians left, but quietly stacked the dishes together. He sighed. He liked it when there were lots of dishes with different food on them, but after the food was gone, he didn't like to deal with them. Yong-soo reached for a dish, when he felt someone else's hand. He looked up to see Yao's face.
"Hyung-nim…are you going to help-"
"You have work to do, Yong-soo aru. You can't waste all your time washing all these dishes." Yao said quickly. Yong-soo smiled. His older brother was cute, in some ways. They walked side-by-side to the kitchen, and to the sink. Yong-soo found there was only one pair of rubber gloves. Yong-soo stared at his hands. It was fair, without any scars, but it was stiff from holding the gun many times. He looked at Yao's hands. They were soft-looking, and also fair. It was a beautiful hand, with long fingers. His hands could stand cold water and leftover food. Yong-soo handed the gloves to Yao. Yao, who didn't seem to notice that there was only one pair, or didn't care, accepted it. Yong-soo smiled all the time while they washed the dishes together. His small acts of love that Yao never found out about made him happy and proud that he could do something for him. Even if they were so small Yao never found out. After cleaning, Yong-soo didn't say a word to Yao and walked down the hallway.
"Where are you going, Yong-soo aru?" Yao asked. Yong-soo turned around and said,
"There is a certain cockroach that interests me. I'll tell you about it later. It's like a puzzle, but this one's actually quite hard for me to figure out." And he kept walking away.
I'm making the cockroach thing bigger then it seemed like. You'll see. I'm sorry if it seemed like a Yong-sooXVietnam thing to you. It's not, unless, you want it….DX My Vietnam friend, she hates me enough for getting Vietnam in the mafia, she'll kill me if I pair Viet with Yong-soo. Oh, and I don't know anything about Chinese names, or Vietnam names, or Thailand names, so if anyone has suggestion for Taiwan, Hong Kong, Vietnam, and Thailand's names, all is welcome. I'll just pick the bet-fitting one f I'm lucky enough to get two different names for one country. Why do I feel that Vietnam/Thailand aren't going to get any names?? Oh, and I made Thailand vegetarian because most of my Thailand friends are vegetarian. Not saying all of them are, but most. Besides, what's wrong with being a vegetarian? So far for the coupling, I have TaiwanXKiku, YaoXYong-soo. I'm sorry for the 2 people that voted 'China/Japan's too good for Korea', but MOST OF US THINK YONG-SOO'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR THEM!!! XD
Pho tai nam- A Viet food that has these bits of meat and rice noodles, and lots of vegetables. LOTS of them.
mi xao don- Another Viet food with noodles, vegetables, and chicken or pork.
dau hu xao rau cai- Not sure if I spelled this right. Viet food with tofu and vegetables.
cha gio- Basically, egg rolls.
Ice-kaeki- Not really sure where this came from, but in elementary, boys would lift up girls' skirts and scream 'icekaeki' in korea....wether that happend to me or not is my concern.
As you can see, Vietnamese food has LOTS of vegetables in their food usually :D I ate some of these from my viet friend's –the one that hates me- house. It was good 3