In this chapter : An inside look at the gang... Hwoarang x Reiko.
A/N : Well well well..... A WEEK OFF!!! ^____^ Mid-semester rocks. Got plenty of time to write and play games.. and sleep. Warning ; don't read this chapter if you're depressed. Gonna get darker in the next ones so... ya hehe.
Reminiscence
Chapter 7 : Welcome to my hell
As I open my eyes, I know that I'm not on the couch anymore. Jin is holding me in his arms, carrying me in his room, taking my off my clothes. I'm half asleep, I don't follow his moves, but I do feel good. I turn around to face him and he wraps his arms around me as he did yesterday. He kisses me, hugs me. I realize that I'm important to him... probably as much as I was to Reiko. He too used to do the same. They're both always warm, sweet ; they wouldn't hurt me even if their lives depended on it.
I know he would've never did a single thing to me. He was asked and beated the crap out of those who did.
Unlike those times were we faced challengers for money, we could easily beat people up. We had a plan, and it always worked with newcomers or beginners. I'd try my best to look girly and frail and we'd ask for a match. We let them decided of the money in play, then start to fight. Since Reiko was the strongest-looking guy with me, he usualy went first. He'd lose on purpose and the opposite team would rise the bet. And so on... until it was my turn. Then I'd severely beat the shit out of them, even though they were freaking sure I'd lose. By the end, everybody would run off with the money and we'd wind up back at our appartement.
Where the money went is another story.
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"So, what do we do now?" Hwoarang asked to the gang that had gathered in the small living room. Reiko was slumped on the couch, his left arm wrapped aound his redheaded lover ; Jang and Seung shared the other half of the couch, as Hie surfed the Net on Hwoarang's computer. Chong read a hard-metal magazine with Ran. "Guys..."
Hie pushed the keyboard away and yawned. "We could get into some fights. Right?"
"And let's say we're running low on money..."
The younger man ran a hand in his long, red hair and decided to get up from the couch. He waited for Hie to get up from the chair then sat on it, putting music somewhat loud.
"The neighbors are gonna kill us Hwoa, put it down."
He grumbled, then left the chair and walked to the doorway. "What the hell are we waiting for? Let's go guys."
The group followed Hwoarang outside the appartement and to the parking lot, where the motorcycles and cars were. Reiko got on one as Hwoarang clung to his waist. Seung and Jang hopped on the other one, while the rest got in the car. They dove for some time before getting getting to the bar they usually went to. It's where they found their opponents most of the times, drunken males that wanted either their money, either their bodies. The ones that tried being too close of them (unless they agreed with it...) ended up defeated in no time. Seven martial artists on a fourty-year-old perv...
Seung entered the building first, asking for a beer in the process and paying one to Jang. Hie and Ran entered after, followed by Chong, Hwoarang then Reiko. They sat two per table with their respective drinks and waited for newcomers. The redhead spotted a bunch of guys ; another street gang that hung out around the corner. They were accompagnied by girls "dressed" in leather. Unfortunately, Chong and Ran were sitting where they usually sat and the leader walked up to the table.
"Mind giving me my place back?"
Chong scoffed. "Your name isn't written on it." He turned to Ran. "So what were you talking about?"
"The metal show next week. Got tickets to it. Wanna come with me?"
"Sure thing babe."
"C'mon fagot. My table, now!"
"Chill out, dude. There's a lot more tables around. Look! The one beside is free."
"What part of "my place" don't you understand?"
"Heh... the space in between?"
"Argh THAT'S IT! You and your male slut are going down right –"
"Leave them alone." A male voice rose from behind the other gang leader, who turned around to face a much smaller Hwoarang, arms were crossed on his chest. The answer was a bright laugh.
"Look twerp, it's between me and those two, not you. I'd suggest you to get the hell outta here before my fist smashes your pretty face."
Hwoarang didn't even budge. "Whatever, man."
"He wants to fight" said one of the guys who was in the rival gang. "Just show him who's the boss and he'll stop."
"So you wanna fight? It's a deal, kid. I'll send you and your little friends back to your mothers."
Ran got up from his chair, past the opposite leader. "Good luck."
And he walked to the door, immediately followed by his crew. "Let's go kick their asses boys!".
The redheaded teen looked at his own crew. "They're five, and we're seven. Who goes? 'Cause I'm going for sure. Can't wait to see his face after..."
"Reiko should go as well. If he "can't" defeat any of them there's gonna think we're easy to beat up."
"True. Me, Reiko... Seung?"
The man smirked. "Of course."
"We're both going" mentionned Chong, refering as himself and Ran. "No one calls Ran a slut and gets away with it."
"Then let's go."
They finally found the perfect place to fight. It was a back alley, quite large in fact. Both local gangs met up to decide of the bets.
"5,000 US. Not lower."
"You kidding me? We can beat them up with fingers in our noses. 10,000 US."
"Whoa that much? You sure? Seems it's a bit high.. I bet they have a plan."
"Look at the kid. Like he'd beat us up!"
"Right."
"10,000 US. You in, kiddo?"
"Yep. Choose first. Oh ya... one thing : no more bets when a team as only one man standing." Hwoarang leaned on Reiko as he talked to the other leader. The latter pointed to a tall guy with long spiked hair, then back to the rivals.
"Agreed. And beat them up!"
"Alright who's going?!"
Reiko moved and Hwoarang almost found himself on the ground. The man faced his opponent and smirked. He knew he had to lose to make the stakes climb, even though the idea of beating him up ran through his head more than once in ten minutes. He kicked and missed his target, who turned around and punched him right in the face. Reiko faked unconsciouness, got back on his feet and retreated near Hwoarang, while the rival gang laughed in unison.
"You guys beating us up? Yeah right!"
Seung left his place on the wall and walked up to the center. "My turn, Spiky." He let the other man hit him so he could block the kick and ended up on the ground right away. "I'm sure he broke one of my fucking ribs!!" he yelled as he retreated too, reprimanding a laugh. The guy didn't even hurt him.
"Three to go, pretty boy."
"Heh... next?"
Ran decided it was is turn. He offered no resistance when the other guy threw him, faked unconsciouness too so Reiko and Chong had to carry him to their side. Chong went back on the field and punched the opponent a few times before recieving a kick aimed at his chest. He staggered a few feets and scoffed. The rivals were litterally laughing their asses off. "Yeah yeah yeah. Who are you sending next, boy? Yourself?"
"Right on."
"AAHAHAHAHAHA! Look at what we did to your guys. Too bad you won't remember this tomorrow, you're gonna have amnesia when he'll be done with you."
"GO AHEAD AND TRY!" Hwoarang shouted as he showed his middle finger to the leader. Didn't take too much time for the first challenger to charge at him and to be on the ground his own turn ; Hwoarang had jumped on him and almost used him as a stairway, pushing him down with a kick and landed quietly. He tried to block every of the redhead's moves, in vain. He was KO about thirty seconds later.
"What the...?!" They couldn't believe what he had done. "Must be a trick..." The leader turned around and talked to another male. "Don't just stand there! GO!" The poor didn't last long either as the redhead grabbde him by the arm and kicked him in the chest, then on the face and let him fall. The three that remained went out easily as well. Hwoarang knocked out their leader with his famous "hunting hawk" move.
"So... what did ya say already? That you.. could beat us with fingers up in your nose?"
"AH SHUT UP FAGOT! There's your fucking money... just don't get close to us anymore either you're gonna get killed I swear."
"Alright let's get outta here, gang! Meet at the appart!"
The seven males ran up to their respective vehicules and headed in different directions. Reiko and Hwoarang were the first in. Chong, Ran and Hie followed, then Jang and Seung. "Hey, let's count the money. I really hope we didn't get less."
"7,000, 8,000, 9,000, 10,000. No prob. Seems they're not liars at least. Good job Hwoarang" said Reiko as he kissed the redhead.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* END OF FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When I woke up it was about 10 am. Jin was still reading his book in the bed, the radio as a background music. Rainy outside. I stretch and move on the other side of the bed to wrap my arms around him. "I'm awake".
"'Morning. Had a good night?"
"Yeah. Had some dreams though. Nothing major." I yawned and stayed close to him, my head on his shoulder, trying to find what he's been reading."What's the book about?"
"Something I gotta read for university."
"You still go there?"
"Yeah. A year to go. Well technically 6 months."
"Then how come you're not there now?"
"Mid-semester."
"So you're gonna go back when...?"
"Still have 4 days left."
Shucks. "Mean I'm gonna stay here alone, right?"
"Unless you start to take some courses... yeah."
"What the hell am I gonna do all day here?"
"Clean, cook, huh... computer, TV, shopping..."
"I don't even have a car driving license. And you really think I wanna play housewife?"
"Awwwwww I didn't mean it this way, Hwoa-kun. But I could use some help around." He paused. "You're not going back to your appartment?"
God does he want me to leave or what? "Should I take that as I should go back?"
"No no no no no no!"
"Well that sounded like it."
"Xiaoyu is supposed to drop here for a week. I said she could stay here and well... promised it. There's no place for 3 people."
"So that's it. I'm just a toy, something you can use to do whatever you want while you're girlfriend is there. I'm the other one, eh?!"
"I didn't mean it this way-"
"Whatever I'm outta here."
"Wait!"
I grab my own clothes and put them on. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe not. I don't want to end up alone all day long. Happened enough already. I'm getting out of here. "Oh ya, my phone number's NOT in the directory."
I slam the door on my way out and rest my back against it. Never thought I'd cry over such things. Maybe I'm too much like my biological mother... I'm taking the stairway. I bet he's gonna come after me.
"Hwoarang wait up!"
Knew it. I don't care. I just want to get away from him... The main exit. Heh... how come can't I move anymore? I'm here standing in the middle of the parking lot, under the rain. I'm all wet, can't wait to get to my place and change clothes.
"HWOARANG WAIT!" He runs toward me. "Hwaorang, get back inside..."
I turn around, right in his face. "If you think you can treat me like that and don't get away with it, you're fucking wrong. I thought you loved me, and as I start to be happy you're telling me that you and Xiaoyu are together! How the fuck do you think I feel?"
"I'm NOT with her. Now get back inside..."
What if he's right? I'm such an idiot... "Sorry for that, Jin. It's just that sometimes I tend to overreact, kinda jealous sometimes as well, and... there's still some stuff I haven't talked to you about."
"Like?"
"My mother was maniaco-depressive. And it's genetic. Guess what."
"You got that too."
"Yeah. I'm on Paxil. If I spend a few days without that I'm turning suicidal or get angry at every little thing. I wasn't an angel at all when I was a young kid. They thought I was hyperactive. Put me on fuckin' Ritalin for some time, it didn't help. I couldn't attend school. When I got with Baek, everything was OK. I was "normal" again. And when he died... got back in depression. Any idea on how much times I've tried to kill myself?"
"Not really... no..."
"This year? Seven."
"Huh... look... let's go back inside. Alright?"
"OK."
~ To be continued... ~
A/N 2 : Will Hwoarang tell more about his past? What about the rest of the gang? And Xiaoyu? Find out over the next chapters ^_~. Reviews are still very appreciated ^____^.
A/N : Well well well..... A WEEK OFF!!! ^____^ Mid-semester rocks. Got plenty of time to write and play games.. and sleep. Warning ; don't read this chapter if you're depressed. Gonna get darker in the next ones so... ya hehe.
Chapter 7 : Welcome to my hell
As I open my eyes, I know that I'm not on the couch anymore. Jin is holding me in his arms, carrying me in his room, taking my off my clothes. I'm half asleep, I don't follow his moves, but I do feel good. I turn around to face him and he wraps his arms around me as he did yesterday. He kisses me, hugs me. I realize that I'm important to him... probably as much as I was to Reiko. He too used to do the same. They're both always warm, sweet ; they wouldn't hurt me even if their lives depended on it.
I know he would've never did a single thing to me. He was asked and beated the crap out of those who did.
Unlike those times were we faced challengers for money, we could easily beat people up. We had a plan, and it always worked with newcomers or beginners. I'd try my best to look girly and frail and we'd ask for a match. We let them decided of the money in play, then start to fight. Since Reiko was the strongest-looking guy with me, he usualy went first. He'd lose on purpose and the opposite team would rise the bet. And so on... until it was my turn. Then I'd severely beat the shit out of them, even though they were freaking sure I'd lose. By the end, everybody would run off with the money and we'd wind up back at our appartement.
Where the money went is another story.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So, what do we do now?" Hwoarang asked to the gang that had gathered in the small living room. Reiko was slumped on the couch, his left arm wrapped aound his redheaded lover ; Jang and Seung shared the other half of the couch, as Hie surfed the Net on Hwoarang's computer. Chong read a hard-metal magazine with Ran. "Guys..."
Hie pushed the keyboard away and yawned. "We could get into some fights. Right?"
"And let's say we're running low on money..."
The younger man ran a hand in his long, red hair and decided to get up from the couch. He waited for Hie to get up from the chair then sat on it, putting music somewhat loud.
"The neighbors are gonna kill us Hwoa, put it down."
He grumbled, then left the chair and walked to the doorway. "What the hell are we waiting for? Let's go guys."
The group followed Hwoarang outside the appartement and to the parking lot, where the motorcycles and cars were. Reiko got on one as Hwoarang clung to his waist. Seung and Jang hopped on the other one, while the rest got in the car. They dove for some time before getting getting to the bar they usually went to. It's where they found their opponents most of the times, drunken males that wanted either their money, either their bodies. The ones that tried being too close of them (unless they agreed with it...) ended up defeated in no time. Seven martial artists on a fourty-year-old perv...
Seung entered the building first, asking for a beer in the process and paying one to Jang. Hie and Ran entered after, followed by Chong, Hwoarang then Reiko. They sat two per table with their respective drinks and waited for newcomers. The redhead spotted a bunch of guys ; another street gang that hung out around the corner. They were accompagnied by girls "dressed" in leather. Unfortunately, Chong and Ran were sitting where they usually sat and the leader walked up to the table.
"Mind giving me my place back?"
Chong scoffed. "Your name isn't written on it." He turned to Ran. "So what were you talking about?"
"The metal show next week. Got tickets to it. Wanna come with me?"
"Sure thing babe."
"C'mon fagot. My table, now!"
"Chill out, dude. There's a lot more tables around. Look! The one beside is free."
"What part of "my place" don't you understand?"
"Heh... the space in between?"
"Argh THAT'S IT! You and your male slut are going down right –"
"Leave them alone." A male voice rose from behind the other gang leader, who turned around to face a much smaller Hwoarang, arms were crossed on his chest. The answer was a bright laugh.
"Look twerp, it's between me and those two, not you. I'd suggest you to get the hell outta here before my fist smashes your pretty face."
Hwoarang didn't even budge. "Whatever, man."
"He wants to fight" said one of the guys who was in the rival gang. "Just show him who's the boss and he'll stop."
"So you wanna fight? It's a deal, kid. I'll send you and your little friends back to your mothers."
Ran got up from his chair, past the opposite leader. "Good luck."
And he walked to the door, immediately followed by his crew. "Let's go kick their asses boys!".
The redheaded teen looked at his own crew. "They're five, and we're seven. Who goes? 'Cause I'm going for sure. Can't wait to see his face after..."
"Reiko should go as well. If he "can't" defeat any of them there's gonna think we're easy to beat up."
"True. Me, Reiko... Seung?"
The man smirked. "Of course."
"We're both going" mentionned Chong, refering as himself and Ran. "No one calls Ran a slut and gets away with it."
"Then let's go."
They finally found the perfect place to fight. It was a back alley, quite large in fact. Both local gangs met up to decide of the bets.
"5,000 US. Not lower."
"You kidding me? We can beat them up with fingers in our noses. 10,000 US."
"Whoa that much? You sure? Seems it's a bit high.. I bet they have a plan."
"Look at the kid. Like he'd beat us up!"
"Right."
"10,000 US. You in, kiddo?"
"Yep. Choose first. Oh ya... one thing : no more bets when a team as only one man standing." Hwoarang leaned on Reiko as he talked to the other leader. The latter pointed to a tall guy with long spiked hair, then back to the rivals.
"Agreed. And beat them up!"
"Alright who's going?!"
Reiko moved and Hwoarang almost found himself on the ground. The man faced his opponent and smirked. He knew he had to lose to make the stakes climb, even though the idea of beating him up ran through his head more than once in ten minutes. He kicked and missed his target, who turned around and punched him right in the face. Reiko faked unconsciouness, got back on his feet and retreated near Hwoarang, while the rival gang laughed in unison.
"You guys beating us up? Yeah right!"
Seung left his place on the wall and walked up to the center. "My turn, Spiky." He let the other man hit him so he could block the kick and ended up on the ground right away. "I'm sure he broke one of my fucking ribs!!" he yelled as he retreated too, reprimanding a laugh. The guy didn't even hurt him.
"Three to go, pretty boy."
"Heh... next?"
Ran decided it was is turn. He offered no resistance when the other guy threw him, faked unconsciouness too so Reiko and Chong had to carry him to their side. Chong went back on the field and punched the opponent a few times before recieving a kick aimed at his chest. He staggered a few feets and scoffed. The rivals were litterally laughing their asses off. "Yeah yeah yeah. Who are you sending next, boy? Yourself?"
"Right on."
"AAHAHAHAHAHA! Look at what we did to your guys. Too bad you won't remember this tomorrow, you're gonna have amnesia when he'll be done with you."
"GO AHEAD AND TRY!" Hwoarang shouted as he showed his middle finger to the leader. Didn't take too much time for the first challenger to charge at him and to be on the ground his own turn ; Hwoarang had jumped on him and almost used him as a stairway, pushing him down with a kick and landed quietly. He tried to block every of the redhead's moves, in vain. He was KO about thirty seconds later.
"What the...?!" They couldn't believe what he had done. "Must be a trick..." The leader turned around and talked to another male. "Don't just stand there! GO!" The poor didn't last long either as the redhead grabbde him by the arm and kicked him in the chest, then on the face and let him fall. The three that remained went out easily as well. Hwoarang knocked out their leader with his famous "hunting hawk" move.
"So... what did ya say already? That you.. could beat us with fingers up in your nose?"
"AH SHUT UP FAGOT! There's your fucking money... just don't get close to us anymore either you're gonna get killed I swear."
"Alright let's get outta here, gang! Meet at the appart!"
The seven males ran up to their respective vehicules and headed in different directions. Reiko and Hwoarang were the first in. Chong, Ran and Hie followed, then Jang and Seung. "Hey, let's count the money. I really hope we didn't get less."
"7,000, 8,000, 9,000, 10,000. No prob. Seems they're not liars at least. Good job Hwoarang" said Reiko as he kissed the redhead.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* END OF FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When I woke up it was about 10 am. Jin was still reading his book in the bed, the radio as a background music. Rainy outside. I stretch and move on the other side of the bed to wrap my arms around him. "I'm awake".
"'Morning. Had a good night?"
"Yeah. Had some dreams though. Nothing major." I yawned and stayed close to him, my head on his shoulder, trying to find what he's been reading."What's the book about?"
"Something I gotta read for university."
"You still go there?"
"Yeah. A year to go. Well technically 6 months."
"Then how come you're not there now?"
"Mid-semester."
"So you're gonna go back when...?"
"Still have 4 days left."
Shucks. "Mean I'm gonna stay here alone, right?"
"Unless you start to take some courses... yeah."
"What the hell am I gonna do all day here?"
"Clean, cook, huh... computer, TV, shopping..."
"I don't even have a car driving license. And you really think I wanna play housewife?"
"Awwwwww I didn't mean it this way, Hwoa-kun. But I could use some help around." He paused. "You're not going back to your appartment?"
God does he want me to leave or what? "Should I take that as I should go back?"
"No no no no no no!"
"Well that sounded like it."
"Xiaoyu is supposed to drop here for a week. I said she could stay here and well... promised it. There's no place for 3 people."
"So that's it. I'm just a toy, something you can use to do whatever you want while you're girlfriend is there. I'm the other one, eh?!"
"I didn't mean it this way-"
"Whatever I'm outta here."
"Wait!"
I grab my own clothes and put them on. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe not. I don't want to end up alone all day long. Happened enough already. I'm getting out of here. "Oh ya, my phone number's NOT in the directory."
I slam the door on my way out and rest my back against it. Never thought I'd cry over such things. Maybe I'm too much like my biological mother... I'm taking the stairway. I bet he's gonna come after me.
"Hwoarang wait up!"
Knew it. I don't care. I just want to get away from him... The main exit. Heh... how come can't I move anymore? I'm here standing in the middle of the parking lot, under the rain. I'm all wet, can't wait to get to my place and change clothes.
"HWOARANG WAIT!" He runs toward me. "Hwaorang, get back inside..."
I turn around, right in his face. "If you think you can treat me like that and don't get away with it, you're fucking wrong. I thought you loved me, and as I start to be happy you're telling me that you and Xiaoyu are together! How the fuck do you think I feel?"
"I'm NOT with her. Now get back inside..."
What if he's right? I'm such an idiot... "Sorry for that, Jin. It's just that sometimes I tend to overreact, kinda jealous sometimes as well, and... there's still some stuff I haven't talked to you about."
"Like?"
"My mother was maniaco-depressive. And it's genetic. Guess what."
"You got that too."
"Yeah. I'm on Paxil. If I spend a few days without that I'm turning suicidal or get angry at every little thing. I wasn't an angel at all when I was a young kid. They thought I was hyperactive. Put me on fuckin' Ritalin for some time, it didn't help. I couldn't attend school. When I got with Baek, everything was OK. I was "normal" again. And when he died... got back in depression. Any idea on how much times I've tried to kill myself?"
"Not really... no..."
"This year? Seven."
"Huh... look... let's go back inside. Alright?"
"OK."
~ To be continued... ~
A/N 2 : Will Hwoarang tell more about his past? What about the rest of the gang? And Xiaoyu? Find out over the next chapters ^_~. Reviews are still very appreciated ^____^.