Ultimate ThreeKingdoms Parody by Adrasteia Rebirth
Chapter IX
He dully watched bags and luggage get tossed on a slowly rotating belt. Like usual, his bags weren't the first ones out… they were usually the last ones.
Black bag, brown box, red backpack…
His eyes wandered down the carpeted floor then up a wall with a full length-mirror placed on it. Odd square eye glasses, dyed blonde hair, and a huge bruise on his left cheek.
Lu Xun sighed as he rubbed the swollen side of his face, wincing as he felt his nerve endings scream in pain. His hand slowly dropped back down to his side as his eyes glazed over, recollecting the previous events.
I really shouldn't have done that to her…
Fingers combing through silky strands of hair that flowed like a deep black ocean… revealing the depths like a curtain opening… where soft pale skin lies… so soft…
Dark brown eyes shot wide open in alarm. He shook his head as if to rid of the thoughts. Was he really that perverted? Fine, he had rather immoral thoughts at times that were godforsakenly occasionally about Gan Ning… but he had never acted upon any of his thoughts nor feelings. Never. And yet… and yet….
Lu Xun scanned the area for a hint of pale skin and silky black hair, both looking forward to and dreading it's presence. Fortunately or unfortunately, there was no one that even closely fit the description.
Sighing, he slumped on the wall behind him, still gazing inattentively at the moving bags and baggage on the belt.
What the hell was he exactly thinking? Of course he couldn't blame Guo Jia for throwing that ridiculously thick RTK book at him and demanding the attendant for another seat. Unfortunately, there wasn't one available since the plane had been crammed in all classes… which lead him to endure her angry silence for the rest of the flight. She had nudged as far away as possible from him to the point that it seemed that they could easily place 2 grown men right between them. Even though they had been physically as far from each other as possible on the rest of the flight, he could sense her outrage like a swift flooding current whose sole purpose was to choke any air out of him.
Lu Xun snapped back to the present again and looked at the clock on the wall. Ten minutes has passed. Damn you boy, stop daydreaming.
He found that all of his baggages were rotating slowly in the carousel on the side farthest away from him. Lu Xun cursed under his breath, grabbing the nearest cart then skidded over around the carousel, swiftly grabbing his bags.
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"I assure you that it works just fine," the bored looking young lady on the counter said rather in a middle of a yawn. "Except that the CD player is not working properly, is that ok- sir?"
"I'll take it," Lu Xun replied casually.
"- so that would be-" and she proceeded to tell price of the to-be rented car although Lu Xun did not exactly hear quite clearly since he was gulping down another glass of water along with another Tylenol pill. Lu Xun replied by tossing his credit card at her. He frankly didn't care about anything anymore except for stopping that crazed Adrasteia from making any more yaoi videos as soon as possible. She already screwed his reputation pretty badly already, so if he received anymore… well… he as well might as be under 50 kilometers of dog crap.
The lady tossed him the keys to the SUV and yawned once more.
He immediately proceeded to the parking lot- scanning for a lone solitary red SUV. Lu Xun spotted the license plate, double-checked to see if he really had the right one then grinned. British Columbia. Who knew one day he would willingly visit Adrasteia?
Rubbing his hands together- partly because of the sudden climate jump from Hong Kong to Vancouver, hopped into the car with no hesitation, and started the ignition.
The CD player was definitely broken, but that damn woman didn't even specifically say what was wrong with it. He had presumed that it didn't work (although he didn't bring any CDs anyhow so he frankly didn't care…) but it was the complete opposite. When the car started, a song immediately boomed in the volume of full blast. With ringing ears, he had to lower the freaking volume down- which quieted to something a bit more tolerable although it wouldn't mute completely. Lu Xun attempted to turn off the CD player, or switch it to radio- but to no avail.
He sighed at his misfortune and drove out of the parking lot, and into the streets of Vancouver. It is refreshing to finally drive on the right side of the road again. The sun beamed down through the window- which only magnified it. He made the mistake of lowering down the window but then his prickly skin immediately alerted him that the freezing wind completely contrasted the burning sun. The Shanghainese cursed as he rolled the window back up. Damn screwed climate.
Lu Xun continued cruising along the streets which were all lined with buildings and sky scrapers alike. When his ear stopped ringing from the previous sudden blast of noise from the CD, he could actually hear the song properly now. It was a bit annoying… with the quite cheesy dance-techno music and all. He had attempted to switch it to another song since he couldn't eject the CD either, but then it was stuck with repeating this track over and over again. It seemed that the same person that jammed the damn CD in the first place left the jewel case underneath the seat- which had "Garbage- Version 2.0" clearly labeled on the CD jacket.
"What a suitable name for that band" he thought in annoyance. Ah… Track one: Temptation Awaits. He groaned and reached out for the water bottle and for the Tylenol container.
After several minutes of enduring the repeating of the song over and over again, he didn't think that it was quite bad at all. It was fairly ok, albeit a bit too cheesy. The only thing that troubled him was the lyrics…
You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more…
…
And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I never needed anybody like this before…
The lyrics were a horrible cruel silly parody of the mess that he had been placed in. Mix that with the dance music and you've got the worst thing repeating over and over again. Lu Xun groaned and gulped down another pill of Tylenol.
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Lu Xun drove down the roads of Vancouver until he came to a dull white-gray building and pulled over, walked inside the building, then pounded on the door of apartment 17.
"Open the door, Adrasteia!" he shouted! "Open the door right now! Or else I will force myself in!!!"
No reply.
"…Adrasteia?"
There was nothing. Not even a little scuttling sound of footsteps running frantically. Nothing at all.
He didn't know whether to be worried or annoyed, but he would do the same thing anyhow. Lu Xun walked backwards for a couple of paces, then slammed himself against the door again and again continually… until he broke the lock.
The door swung open freely as little bits of wood and dust gently rained upon him. What was shown before him was an empty cluttered apartment. Lu Xun scanned the room for any signs of life, which he didn't notice any except for a rather lonely guinea pig cooped up at a cage beside the computer.
He walked towards the computer, with his footsteps echoing through the hollow room. The computer was turned on and filled with cluttered pop up windows and open programs. One of them showed what seemed to be a live camera view of Zhou Yu's living room, looking down at the couch where poor little fatigued Gong Jin was lying down on.
Shit. So she had been taking video footage of us all along.
A little pop up message announced itself when Lu Xun tried to move the mouse.
"Konnichiwa, Lu Xun-san. Welcome to my humble little apartment, feel free to use my digital camera to take pictures of yourself in hentai style then upload it on to my computer-" Lu Xun scowled at this part, damn- this girl never gives him a break. "- I'm just joking Lu Xun-san! But seriously, you really can do that…" Pfffffft… which is never. "I am sorry to tell you that I am not in Canada right now… I am in Hong Kong currently as you will probably see me darting by the hidden camera in Zhou Yu's living room ^_^ Have fun in Vancouver, and by the way, did you like the Garbage CD that I placed specially for you on that red SUV?"
Lu Xun growled at this. So that damn girl had been expecting this all along, huh? Wasted plane ticket. Definite waste. So what is he supposed to do now?
…wait… but that girl is just psycho… not a genius… she is actually rather clumsy and ignorant…
Lu Xun walked towards the refridgerator and snatched a note which was originally attached to it.
"LU XUN X GAN NING YAOI VIDEO FINAL CONFERENCE IN PARIS, FRANCE. MEET AT-"
The message proceeded to tell of the date, time, and specific location of the meeting. Lu Xun's eyebrow twitched in severe irritation and crumpled the little piece of paper.
Shit. So his time here at Vancouver was all for nothing. So what now? Paris? That would eat up several more thousand dollars but oh hell… anything to stop a Gan Ning x Lu Xun pairing!!! What the hell is that girl thinking in the first place?!?!?!
So what now? He probably couldn't take down those damn yaoi people all by himself. Plus his French was rather crappy to survive with. So… get someone that could be a free translator? Someone that would tag along… someone that also will care about stopping Adrasteia?!?
Lu Xun took his cellphone out of his pocket and dialed the phone number of the person most suitable for this job.
Gan Ning.
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Note from author 04/09/02: Whew. This chapter was hard to write. Definite writer's blockage kicking in. Yea… it's quite noticeable that I didn't get much inspiration for this chapter… yep… the quality has degraded but oh well =P I'll try to write more chapters. Anyways, feel free to AIM me… my AIM sn is adrasteiarebirth … that's kinda easy to remember ^_- I'm usually bored stiff on AIM so message me XD
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**Update** Actually… this is not an update… I am only writing this a few minutes after I had uploaded this chapter for the first time… I wanna give some more additional rantings so… yea =P No, I am not dissing Garbage!! I like that band!! I AM a fan!! It's just Lu Xun's odd little thoughts, that's all! Anyways, so… what to expect of latter chapters? Let's go and check out the pattern of my odd little ficcies first…
Chapters 1-3: Silly little stuff ^_^
Chapters 4-9… erm… yea…: Not as silly, a bit more plot is involved although still not much, more descriptions… etc.
Chapters 10- and after…?: All I've got to say that it's just more things like chapters 4-9 – which are not really silly nor very serious at all =P The ficcy shall be doing a bit more serious drama/tragedy sooner or later. More later actually. It would become well… more supernatural-oriented… yea… **X-files music starts playing** Ooo… eerie @_@ Just try it out anyways. I don't exactly have the plot in paper (since the plot is practically non- existent) so I can change anything anytime I want ^_^ Tell me what you people think of my ficcy in specific ~~detail~~ ((see the stressed word)). I will work very very very hard if I know what my readers (if I have any…) are thinking!!! 'K, must do homework now! Cya! =P
Chapter IX
He dully watched bags and luggage get tossed on a slowly rotating belt. Like usual, his bags weren't the first ones out… they were usually the last ones.
Black bag, brown box, red backpack…
His eyes wandered down the carpeted floor then up a wall with a full length-mirror placed on it. Odd square eye glasses, dyed blonde hair, and a huge bruise on his left cheek.
Lu Xun sighed as he rubbed the swollen side of his face, wincing as he felt his nerve endings scream in pain. His hand slowly dropped back down to his side as his eyes glazed over, recollecting the previous events.
I really shouldn't have done that to her…
Fingers combing through silky strands of hair that flowed like a deep black ocean… revealing the depths like a curtain opening… where soft pale skin lies… so soft…
Dark brown eyes shot wide open in alarm. He shook his head as if to rid of the thoughts. Was he really that perverted? Fine, he had rather immoral thoughts at times that were godforsakenly occasionally about Gan Ning… but he had never acted upon any of his thoughts nor feelings. Never. And yet… and yet….
Lu Xun scanned the area for a hint of pale skin and silky black hair, both looking forward to and dreading it's presence. Fortunately or unfortunately, there was no one that even closely fit the description.
Sighing, he slumped on the wall behind him, still gazing inattentively at the moving bags and baggage on the belt.
What the hell was he exactly thinking? Of course he couldn't blame Guo Jia for throwing that ridiculously thick RTK book at him and demanding the attendant for another seat. Unfortunately, there wasn't one available since the plane had been crammed in all classes… which lead him to endure her angry silence for the rest of the flight. She had nudged as far away as possible from him to the point that it seemed that they could easily place 2 grown men right between them. Even though they had been physically as far from each other as possible on the rest of the flight, he could sense her outrage like a swift flooding current whose sole purpose was to choke any air out of him.
Lu Xun snapped back to the present again and looked at the clock on the wall. Ten minutes has passed. Damn you boy, stop daydreaming.
He found that all of his baggages were rotating slowly in the carousel on the side farthest away from him. Lu Xun cursed under his breath, grabbing the nearest cart then skidded over around the carousel, swiftly grabbing his bags.
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
"I assure you that it works just fine," the bored looking young lady on the counter said rather in a middle of a yawn. "Except that the CD player is not working properly, is that ok- sir?"
"I'll take it," Lu Xun replied casually.
"- so that would be-" and she proceeded to tell price of the to-be rented car although Lu Xun did not exactly hear quite clearly since he was gulping down another glass of water along with another Tylenol pill. Lu Xun replied by tossing his credit card at her. He frankly didn't care about anything anymore except for stopping that crazed Adrasteia from making any more yaoi videos as soon as possible. She already screwed his reputation pretty badly already, so if he received anymore… well… he as well might as be under 50 kilometers of dog crap.
The lady tossed him the keys to the SUV and yawned once more.
He immediately proceeded to the parking lot- scanning for a lone solitary red SUV. Lu Xun spotted the license plate, double-checked to see if he really had the right one then grinned. British Columbia. Who knew one day he would willingly visit Adrasteia?
Rubbing his hands together- partly because of the sudden climate jump from Hong Kong to Vancouver, hopped into the car with no hesitation, and started the ignition.
The CD player was definitely broken, but that damn woman didn't even specifically say what was wrong with it. He had presumed that it didn't work (although he didn't bring any CDs anyhow so he frankly didn't care…) but it was the complete opposite. When the car started, a song immediately boomed in the volume of full blast. With ringing ears, he had to lower the freaking volume down- which quieted to something a bit more tolerable although it wouldn't mute completely. Lu Xun attempted to turn off the CD player, or switch it to radio- but to no avail.
He sighed at his misfortune and drove out of the parking lot, and into the streets of Vancouver. It is refreshing to finally drive on the right side of the road again. The sun beamed down through the window- which only magnified it. He made the mistake of lowering down the window but then his prickly skin immediately alerted him that the freezing wind completely contrasted the burning sun. The Shanghainese cursed as he rolled the window back up. Damn screwed climate.
Lu Xun continued cruising along the streets which were all lined with buildings and sky scrapers alike. When his ear stopped ringing from the previous sudden blast of noise from the CD, he could actually hear the song properly now. It was a bit annoying… with the quite cheesy dance-techno music and all. He had attempted to switch it to another song since he couldn't eject the CD either, but then it was stuck with repeating this track over and over again. It seemed that the same person that jammed the damn CD in the first place left the jewel case underneath the seat- which had "Garbage- Version 2.0" clearly labeled on the CD jacket.
"What a suitable name for that band" he thought in annoyance. Ah… Track one: Temptation Awaits. He groaned and reached out for the water bottle and for the Tylenol container.
After several minutes of enduring the repeating of the song over and over again, he didn't think that it was quite bad at all. It was fairly ok, albeit a bit too cheesy. The only thing that troubled him was the lyrics…
You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more…
…
And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I never needed anybody like this before…
The lyrics were a horrible cruel silly parody of the mess that he had been placed in. Mix that with the dance music and you've got the worst thing repeating over and over again. Lu Xun groaned and gulped down another pill of Tylenol.
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Lu Xun drove down the roads of Vancouver until he came to a dull white-gray building and pulled over, walked inside the building, then pounded on the door of apartment 17.
"Open the door, Adrasteia!" he shouted! "Open the door right now! Or else I will force myself in!!!"
No reply.
"…Adrasteia?"
There was nothing. Not even a little scuttling sound of footsteps running frantically. Nothing at all.
He didn't know whether to be worried or annoyed, but he would do the same thing anyhow. Lu Xun walked backwards for a couple of paces, then slammed himself against the door again and again continually… until he broke the lock.
The door swung open freely as little bits of wood and dust gently rained upon him. What was shown before him was an empty cluttered apartment. Lu Xun scanned the room for any signs of life, which he didn't notice any except for a rather lonely guinea pig cooped up at a cage beside the computer.
He walked towards the computer, with his footsteps echoing through the hollow room. The computer was turned on and filled with cluttered pop up windows and open programs. One of them showed what seemed to be a live camera view of Zhou Yu's living room, looking down at the couch where poor little fatigued Gong Jin was lying down on.
Shit. So she had been taking video footage of us all along.
A little pop up message announced itself when Lu Xun tried to move the mouse.
"Konnichiwa, Lu Xun-san. Welcome to my humble little apartment, feel free to use my digital camera to take pictures of yourself in hentai style then upload it on to my computer-" Lu Xun scowled at this part, damn- this girl never gives him a break. "- I'm just joking Lu Xun-san! But seriously, you really can do that…" Pfffffft… which is never. "I am sorry to tell you that I am not in Canada right now… I am in Hong Kong currently as you will probably see me darting by the hidden camera in Zhou Yu's living room ^_^ Have fun in Vancouver, and by the way, did you like the Garbage CD that I placed specially for you on that red SUV?"
Lu Xun growled at this. So that damn girl had been expecting this all along, huh? Wasted plane ticket. Definite waste. So what is he supposed to do now?
…wait… but that girl is just psycho… not a genius… she is actually rather clumsy and ignorant…
Lu Xun walked towards the refridgerator and snatched a note which was originally attached to it.
"LU XUN X GAN NING YAOI VIDEO FINAL CONFERENCE IN PARIS, FRANCE. MEET AT-"
The message proceeded to tell of the date, time, and specific location of the meeting. Lu Xun's eyebrow twitched in severe irritation and crumpled the little piece of paper.
Shit. So his time here at Vancouver was all for nothing. So what now? Paris? That would eat up several more thousand dollars but oh hell… anything to stop a Gan Ning x Lu Xun pairing!!! What the hell is that girl thinking in the first place?!?!?!
So what now? He probably couldn't take down those damn yaoi people all by himself. Plus his French was rather crappy to survive with. So… get someone that could be a free translator? Someone that would tag along… someone that also will care about stopping Adrasteia?!?
Lu Xun took his cellphone out of his pocket and dialed the phone number of the person most suitable for this job.
Gan Ning.
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Note from author 04/09/02: Whew. This chapter was hard to write. Definite writer's blockage kicking in. Yea… it's quite noticeable that I didn't get much inspiration for this chapter… yep… the quality has degraded but oh well =P I'll try to write more chapters. Anyways, feel free to AIM me… my AIM sn is adrasteiarebirth … that's kinda easy to remember ^_- I'm usually bored stiff on AIM so message me XD
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**Update** Actually… this is not an update… I am only writing this a few minutes after I had uploaded this chapter for the first time… I wanna give some more additional rantings so… yea =P No, I am not dissing Garbage!! I like that band!! I AM a fan!! It's just Lu Xun's odd little thoughts, that's all! Anyways, so… what to expect of latter chapters? Let's go and check out the pattern of my odd little ficcies first…
Chapters 1-3: Silly little stuff ^_^
Chapters 4-9… erm… yea…: Not as silly, a bit more plot is involved although still not much, more descriptions… etc.
Chapters 10- and after…?: All I've got to say that it's just more things like chapters 4-9 – which are not really silly nor very serious at all =P The ficcy shall be doing a bit more serious drama/tragedy sooner or later. More later actually. It would become well… more supernatural-oriented… yea… **X-files music starts playing** Ooo… eerie @_@ Just try it out anyways. I don't exactly have the plot in paper (since the plot is practically non- existent) so I can change anything anytime I want ^_^ Tell me what you people think of my ficcy in specific ~~detail~~ ((see the stressed word)). I will work very very very hard if I know what my readers (if I have any…) are thinking!!! 'K, must do homework now! Cya! =P
