Title: Monochrome Love

Disclaimer: I don't own DBSK/ Tohoshinki/TVXQ or Matrix. All belong to their respective owners. All that appears in this story is pure fiction.

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Chapter 11: Screw Your Courage To It's Sticking Place (Part Two)

Yunho POV

The rest of the walk we talked about useless things. It was intresting to say the least. We started off talking about dogs then it changed to aliens. But somehow it mutated to dog-alien-man. Useless. By the time I processed what a dancing-alien-dog-faeried-man does exactly, we were by Jae's front door. He walks in and I follow him. As he goes in search of his sister, I look at a small table by the stairs. On it was a letter addressed to no one in particular, so I open it. As my eyes scan it I noticed it was from Kyung-Mi herself. It read:

To Jae-Jae,

Listen, your darling sister was invited to attend a cruise with one of her good friends so I won't be home for quite sometime. I recommend you go to a friends house or chill with someone who will wake you in the mornings. If Yunho asks for me cover for me, k? I'm counting on you to come up with something he'll believe!

Your beautiful sister,

Kyung -Mi

'She left...' I shrug it off. It would do her some good. I feel I needn't worry to much about it. But when I decided to go out with her I never took her for a liar. Not to say I thought she was perfect, though, why need a cover for a trip? Does she think I would be jealous?...Actually I should be jealous. I wonder...that feeling that burns when Jaejoong talks to Mokule, was that jealousy?

"Sorry Yunnie. I thought she would be here." I look his way. "What's that?" He walks behind me and snatches the paper. "What is she thinking!" He growls angrily. Would he miss her that much? Should I miss her that much? "What does she mean she left! All of the sudden!" I pat his shoulder.

"Don't stress over it." I smile. "I don't mind if it's just us." I notice the color of his face changing to a bright red. Very cute if I say so myself. "You can even cook me dinner."

"Yeah yeah! C'mon." He walks into the kitchen, grabbing a cup and setting a glass of water in front of me. As he turns from me, I see a shadow behind him, through the window. My instincts kick in right away but it's useless.

"Jaejoong!" I yell it as loud as I can but it's too late. I feel my stomach ache and my eye straining to focus as he falls to the ground. The window was demolished, glass shattering, flying everywhere. My eyes wouldn't leave Jaejoong, looking for any life that was left in him. He knocked out, but atleast still alive, his chest syncing with every breath. I look back to the window, shadow gone. Knowing it wasn't over, I try to calm down, fully knowing if I didn't, it'll only make the situation worse.

As it tried busting down the back door, my panic returns. The door rattles and shakes with every furious kick that's given to it. I muster as much courage as I could, relying on my "fight or flight" reponses, to run up next to Jeajoong. Fear crept up as I kneeled between Jae and the roaring door. I pull him into my arms and lift his loose body from the ground, planning to run up stairs to, atleast, his safety. Then the kicking stops. I know I should stick to the plan but for some stupid reason I standby to see, if luck would have it, X (the name I gave him) left. I stand in place, trying my best not to move. My heart racing and ears ringing as though I had gone deaf. Panic rising, seconds slowly passing as a hour hand on a clock.

"Looking for something?" X's deep voice insisted. I turn to the window. The man stook his head in. I couldn't see his face. It was covered with an old rag, only showing his toothy smile. My legs shake the more I look at him. I feel that I could beat him but my priority right now was Boo. "Well, if it isn't the little lawyer! I had heard the residents were out but then you guys had to show up. Not that I mind, you did-" I run. There was no need to hear what he had to say.

The door flies open, as he kicks it with great force. I trip over my own feet almost dropping Jae out of my arms. "You have to listen. I wasn't finished." He runs in front of me, blocking my only real way out, save for the door he broke.

My panic seems to rise so high, I could feel myself panicing from panic, if that makes any sence. "Well I guess there isn't a point in explaining." He pulls out a pocket knife, which, ironicly, makes me feel better. I feel like I have chance. I stand to my feet, using the excercise that dance gave me, shove him to the floor and dash up the stairs pretty damn fast. All the while thinking, 'Jaejoong, safety. Jaejoong, safety.' I hear him running after me but he was a bit out of shape. I guess he didn't chase people often. I get to Jaejoong's room and quickly open the door.

Inside, I place Jae on the floor temporarily, run to the hunk of wood and lock it. I jog to a table, caring less about the lamp, haul it over to the door. Throwing it, and all of the contents on it, to it's side, and lock it in place by the door. I know better than to turn on any of the lights, hoping he would take his time searching the other rooms first. I grab Jae and put him under the bed. Sure he couldn't be seen, I dial the cops on my cell phone and stick it with Jae, lowering the volume so that the operator wouldn't be heard. I hold on to his hand and kiss it. I know the timing was wrong but I needed to take care of this. I cover them both not a minute to soon when kicks come to the door. Could he really have check all those rooms so fast?

I breath in and ask for a miracle, standing to my feet, courage fuming. My thoughts shifted from safety to protection. When the door opens he shoves it, pushing the table away. "You'r...huff...pretty smart aren't you, Yunho?"

"How do you know my name?" I try buying time.

"You don't remember me?" He taps the knife on his shoulder. "You locked up my brother."

"B-brother?"

"Yeah. Not that I care. He was looking for it." He smiles at me, feeling a bit crazy, I return it.

" So why not just walk away from this? You don't care, right."

"Ding! Ding! Correct! But you see, all I wanted to do was rob a little then you showed up, then I'd let you go, you'd call the cops, they would arrest me and I'm not feeling it."

"C-come on! I can't identify you with the rag. Plus, I'd rather stay out of this."

"Ha...hahahaha! Not bad for a lawyer. No matter why you're ranked up there, huh? I almost bought it but," he twirls the knife, "I see right through you." He runs toward me, weapon first. I move to the side, only getting knicked. Before he turns around I stick my foot under his, tripping him to the ground, steel sliding off...under the bed. I notice him going for it so I tackle him, both of us on the floor.

"Th-there's one thing you don't know about me." I struggle against him. "My father had me take police training." I grab his elbow by it's edges, and pull them back behind him. Holding onto his wrists I stand, causing him to unwillingly follow. I tap the back of his knees, dropping him. I grab my belt with one hand, which is very hard to do with one hand, then wrap it around his own. He attempts to break free but I tug back. When I thought I had him he pulls out a dagger from his shoe. My eyes widen and time slows down. Everything look like an excerpt from the Matrix or old movies that move five frames per second. When people say that life passes before your eyes, it's true.

Shots were fired in our direction. My body in shock, the only thing capable was to watch at a fixed wall, as X fell to the floor beside me. My hearing dull, I vaguely hear the boots of the men in suits as the sacked X and surround us in the room. One tries to get my attention, but raises his gun to me as I run to Jae. Two of them grab my arms and hold me still. "M-my friend is under the bed!" They look at me. "Please see if-" Without another word they send one to look under and pull Boo out.

"She's been knocked out with a blunt object. Blood on the head, a couple of knicks and cuts but still breathing and no serious injuries. "

"Okay. Take ...her?" He looks to me. I would have been mad if I hadn't done the same thing the first time I saw him.

"He's a boy." I assure them. They look at Jae then me, finally looking at each other. They call for a stretcher but I stop them. "Please allow me to take him to my personal doctor."

"Sir?" The commanding officer nods. They place him on the bed for me and tend to X. I leave them in the room as I walk into the hall and call my doctor. When I'm done I hang up and look about his house. The damage was terrible. The other doors wouldn't close properly, glass from vases, pictures and others lay on the floor. I sigh.

"Excuse me." A cop. "Please refraim from touching anything." He didn't say it in any certain way. Just doing his job. I walk back and sit next to Jaejoong and ran a hand through his silky-black hair. Atleast it was over.

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