In this chapter : Let's see if Jin and Hwoarang can pack their things "before" moving…
A/N : This chapter sucks a lot (sighs). I had written over 75 percent of it, but I ended up formatting again (new video card) and thought I had backed it up… but nope. I had backed up chappie 20 instead… and had to write it all over. The first version was much better, but I can't remember any of it… (huge sweatdrop). So I'm extremely sorry for not updating earlier. Now you people know why (sweatdrops again). Next chappie should come under two weeks, and thanks to Jade (my "insane, evil friend" n.n... being evil and insane is cool XD) for putting me some pressure! (Else I probably wouldn't be working on this and be bored again).
Also… I "made a mistake" in the last chapter (fic-related, not game-story-related, who knows how many game-story-related mistakes there is, should even be somewhat AU). Instead of being adopted "15 years ago", it was originally 12 years (so Hwoarang would've been 7, not 4). It'll make more sense later in the fic. Gomen for that mistake! n.n;;;;;;;
Reminiscence
Chapter 23 : Packing, or starting to end it
"What do you mean by you haven't packed anything yet?" Jin's back from university. The thing is that I haven't done much work around.
"Huh… I haven't packed anything yet??" Alright… maybe I should've done something after all. He doesn't seem mad, but maybe he is…
"Well, you COULD have packed something. I don't listen to most of my CDs, since I'm usually sleeping, eating, being with you or being at university. We don't need all dishes, the bathroom stuff… we'll keep the TV and the computer, but maybe we could dismantle the TV stand… and we could pack the beddings, some of our clothes, you know, that kind of stuff."
The more he speaks, the more I feel I'm a dumbass. Why couldn't have I thought of that earlier?
"Awww baby, don't worry… you're not stupid or anything." That's it. He reads in my thoughts. "You just didn't think of that."
"Yeah… well still… it feels weird…"
"Happens to everybody. So… are you happy to move in another place?" he says as he gets some of the plates, puts some newspapers between two of them and puts them in a random box. "I am. I'm still too close to Heihachi… I'll never be too far away from him anyways."
"Yeah, I like the idea of moving. Especially with you, in a countryside house… we'll make-believe the white picket fence. And even if we'd make-believe to paint it, nobody would even care… there's no one around us!"
I like to see him laughing. And to tell the truth, I moved enough times that it doesn't matter much to me. In fact, maybe I like to move constantly. Maybe. And when I'll get there with Jin, in my comfy-house-with-the-make-believe-white-picket-fence, I'll NEVER want to leave. Never ever. The thing is that I've said the same when I moved in with Reiko and the gang (look where I am and where I'll be in a few days)…
FLASHBACK
"Are you sure you want to move in with them, Hwoarang?"
The redhead nodded quickly and packed more clothes into the backpack. "I've made up my mind. I want to… spend more time with Reiko, y'know…"
"You've only been with him for six months. I'm worried. He doesn't put pressure on you to do so, right?"
"No he doesn't."
"Or to do anything, for that matter…?"
"Dad… don't worry about me."
"Did he ever hurt you?"
"Dad………"
"Did he force you into anything?"
"DAD! NO! He's never done such things… he's always been nice with me. And his friends too. So please… stop worrying…"
Baek sighed. Maybe Hwoarang was right after all. And if something happened, he could always get him out of there… "I give up. If it's really what you want, you should do so. But if something happens, you know- "
"That you'll always be there and that if something goes wrong I should tell you about it and come back right after, that I'll always be like your son, etc etc…"
"Yep, you know me for sure, boy." The older man patted him on the head, ruffling the long red hair everybody tended to fall for. "Here, don't forget those T-shirts. And those pulls… you know how catch colds easily."
"DAD!"
"OK OK OK I shut up and leave you to your packing. Need something from downstairs?"
"No thanks. Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Stop worrying."
"Done!"
Hwoarang looked around and scoffed, skeptic grin on his face. Baek wouldn't let go of him that easily. He loved to spent time with his adoptive father, but wanted some independency at the same time, somewhat torn apart between being a kid and being an adult… "Man that was deep…" He quickly looked around one more time and resumed filling his backpack.
Baek came back a few minutes later after everything had been packed. "So… ready?"
"Yeah… I guess" he said in a shrug. "I'll be fine there. I won't have anything to worry with Reiko and the rest, so you know exactly what I'm going to say."
"I feel like listening to myself…"
"Heh. You're the one who raised me after all, it's kind of normal I tend to do stuff and think a bit like you…"
The man nodded and hugged the teen once again. "There's someone waiting for you downstairs. I'm quite surprised you didn't hear the noise."
"Reiko?"
"Yep."
The redheaded ran down the stairs right away, forgetting even about his backpack. The adoptive father smiled and laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. Hwoarang would never change. "Aahh.. take a look what can love do." He went back on the first floor, holding the bag on his right shoulder, wondering what the kid would do without him. "Seems you forgot something!" he said as he reached the hallway were the lovers stood in each other's arms, smiling happily.
"Oops!" Hwoarang blushed and ran his hand on the back of his head, embarrassed.
"If you'd have moved without that, you wouldn't have gone very very far without clothes, right?"
"One day you're going to lose yourself somewhere…"
"Reiko…! How can someone could actually lose him or herself, except being lost somewhere… y'know what I mean."
"Right, cute thing. You ready?"
The teenager nodded, taking the backpack from his father's hand. "I'll drop by for the Taekwondo lessons tomorrow."
"Are you SURE you don't want to stay here for the day?"
"Dad……… I'll be fine……" This time, there was a hint of sadness in his voice which was perceived by the two adults straight away. "I'll call, and I'll come here… it's only two blocks away anyways, not the other side of the planet."
Reiko hugged his younger lover. "Feeling weird, eh? Even if it's not that far…"
And all that Hwoarang could do was nodding…
END OF FLASHBACK
"I'm done!" After an hour, it was about damn time I said such a thing… now EVERYTHING'S packed. We're ready to move. Well… not really. Only a few stuff remaining here and there, and let's wait some days so the family moves in their brand new house, then it'll be OURS! Anyways… the last things I put in the box were the beddings. "I wonder why we packed those… you sure it'll fit on the beds there?"
"If they are king-sized beds it should fit."
"I think they were two-place beds…"
Jin looks around the room to make sure there wasn't much left for the last-minute packing. "By the way… what are we going to sleep on?"
"What do you mean?"
He shows me the empty bed. That's when I realized I had packed every sheet set… "Fuck." No comment on my stupidity here, for fuck's sake. I know I'm not the brightest bulb in the box, no need for other people to tell me so. "Huh… we still have the sleeping bag?"
"I think I used it so the TV stand won't break."
"Fuck…… any blankets?!"
"Yep; I had left some in case one of us would get cold, namely you."
At least he thought about me… I didn't even think of anything… "Well… how about getting one out so I can wrap myself in and go to sleep? I think I could use some…"
"Sure koibito. Which one?"
"The one made of plush. Comfy…"
"There you go… I'm not very tired. Think you can sleep without me?"
It's time to show my drama skills. Maybe not the right time, but I'm messed up and feel like it. And even though if it doesn't matter whether he comes or not… "Don't leave me on my own… I just… don't know. Mind staying with me until I fall asleep?"
You should see the way he's looking at me right now. Mwahaha. I'd get anything of anybody at this rate. So should study drama… "If you want to it's ok."
"I'm kidding!" I manage to say between two yawns and a laugh. "I really need sleep, but it doesn't bother me if you join me later anyways. One thing though… wake me up before leaving tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I will. Oyasumi koibito."
"Good night to you too!"
So fucking tired… I want my bed… mmmm, sleep…
… To be continued…
A/N 2 : Another chapter over! Technically, there's about 8 to 10 chapters left, maybe more (read: I have no idea). I'll try to update faster, since this darned one's done. Thanks for the reviews!
A/N : This chapter sucks a lot (sighs). I had written over 75 percent of it, but I ended up formatting again (new video card) and thought I had backed it up… but nope. I had backed up chappie 20 instead… and had to write it all over. The first version was much better, but I can't remember any of it… (huge sweatdrop). So I'm extremely sorry for not updating earlier. Now you people know why (sweatdrops again). Next chappie should come under two weeks, and thanks to Jade (my "insane, evil friend" n.n... being evil and insane is cool XD) for putting me some pressure! (Else I probably wouldn't be working on this and be bored again).
Also… I "made a mistake" in the last chapter (fic-related, not game-story-related, who knows how many game-story-related mistakes there is, should even be somewhat AU). Instead of being adopted "15 years ago", it was originally 12 years (so Hwoarang would've been 7, not 4). It'll make more sense later in the fic. Gomen for that mistake! n.n;;;;;;;
Chapter 23 : Packing, or starting to end it
"What do you mean by you haven't packed anything yet?" Jin's back from university. The thing is that I haven't done much work around.
"Huh… I haven't packed anything yet??" Alright… maybe I should've done something after all. He doesn't seem mad, but maybe he is…
"Well, you COULD have packed something. I don't listen to most of my CDs, since I'm usually sleeping, eating, being with you or being at university. We don't need all dishes, the bathroom stuff… we'll keep the TV and the computer, but maybe we could dismantle the TV stand… and we could pack the beddings, some of our clothes, you know, that kind of stuff."
The more he speaks, the more I feel I'm a dumbass. Why couldn't have I thought of that earlier?
"Awww baby, don't worry… you're not stupid or anything." That's it. He reads in my thoughts. "You just didn't think of that."
"Yeah… well still… it feels weird…"
"Happens to everybody. So… are you happy to move in another place?" he says as he gets some of the plates, puts some newspapers between two of them and puts them in a random box. "I am. I'm still too close to Heihachi… I'll never be too far away from him anyways."
"Yeah, I like the idea of moving. Especially with you, in a countryside house… we'll make-believe the white picket fence. And even if we'd make-believe to paint it, nobody would even care… there's no one around us!"
I like to see him laughing. And to tell the truth, I moved enough times that it doesn't matter much to me. In fact, maybe I like to move constantly. Maybe. And when I'll get there with Jin, in my comfy-house-with-the-make-believe-white-picket-fence, I'll NEVER want to leave. Never ever. The thing is that I've said the same when I moved in with Reiko and the gang (look where I am and where I'll be in a few days)…
FLASHBACK
"Are you sure you want to move in with them, Hwoarang?"
The redhead nodded quickly and packed more clothes into the backpack. "I've made up my mind. I want to… spend more time with Reiko, y'know…"
"You've only been with him for six months. I'm worried. He doesn't put pressure on you to do so, right?"
"No he doesn't."
"Or to do anything, for that matter…?"
"Dad… don't worry about me."
"Did he ever hurt you?"
"Dad………"
"Did he force you into anything?"
"DAD! NO! He's never done such things… he's always been nice with me. And his friends too. So please… stop worrying…"
Baek sighed. Maybe Hwoarang was right after all. And if something happened, he could always get him out of there… "I give up. If it's really what you want, you should do so. But if something happens, you know- "
"That you'll always be there and that if something goes wrong I should tell you about it and come back right after, that I'll always be like your son, etc etc…"
"Yep, you know me for sure, boy." The older man patted him on the head, ruffling the long red hair everybody tended to fall for. "Here, don't forget those T-shirts. And those pulls… you know how catch colds easily."
"DAD!"
"OK OK OK I shut up and leave you to your packing. Need something from downstairs?"
"No thanks. Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Stop worrying."
"Done!"
Hwoarang looked around and scoffed, skeptic grin on his face. Baek wouldn't let go of him that easily. He loved to spent time with his adoptive father, but wanted some independency at the same time, somewhat torn apart between being a kid and being an adult… "Man that was deep…" He quickly looked around one more time and resumed filling his backpack.
Baek came back a few minutes later after everything had been packed. "So… ready?"
"Yeah… I guess" he said in a shrug. "I'll be fine there. I won't have anything to worry with Reiko and the rest, so you know exactly what I'm going to say."
"I feel like listening to myself…"
"Heh. You're the one who raised me after all, it's kind of normal I tend to do stuff and think a bit like you…"
The man nodded and hugged the teen once again. "There's someone waiting for you downstairs. I'm quite surprised you didn't hear the noise."
"Reiko?"
"Yep."
The redheaded ran down the stairs right away, forgetting even about his backpack. The adoptive father smiled and laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. Hwoarang would never change. "Aahh.. take a look what can love do." He went back on the first floor, holding the bag on his right shoulder, wondering what the kid would do without him. "Seems you forgot something!" he said as he reached the hallway were the lovers stood in each other's arms, smiling happily.
"Oops!" Hwoarang blushed and ran his hand on the back of his head, embarrassed.
"If you'd have moved without that, you wouldn't have gone very very far without clothes, right?"
"One day you're going to lose yourself somewhere…"
"Reiko…! How can someone could actually lose him or herself, except being lost somewhere… y'know what I mean."
"Right, cute thing. You ready?"
The teenager nodded, taking the backpack from his father's hand. "I'll drop by for the Taekwondo lessons tomorrow."
"Are you SURE you don't want to stay here for the day?"
"Dad……… I'll be fine……" This time, there was a hint of sadness in his voice which was perceived by the two adults straight away. "I'll call, and I'll come here… it's only two blocks away anyways, not the other side of the planet."
Reiko hugged his younger lover. "Feeling weird, eh? Even if it's not that far…"
And all that Hwoarang could do was nodding…
END OF FLASHBACK
"I'm done!" After an hour, it was about damn time I said such a thing… now EVERYTHING'S packed. We're ready to move. Well… not really. Only a few stuff remaining here and there, and let's wait some days so the family moves in their brand new house, then it'll be OURS! Anyways… the last things I put in the box were the beddings. "I wonder why we packed those… you sure it'll fit on the beds there?"
"If they are king-sized beds it should fit."
"I think they were two-place beds…"
Jin looks around the room to make sure there wasn't much left for the last-minute packing. "By the way… what are we going to sleep on?"
"What do you mean?"
He shows me the empty bed. That's when I realized I had packed every sheet set… "Fuck." No comment on my stupidity here, for fuck's sake. I know I'm not the brightest bulb in the box, no need for other people to tell me so. "Huh… we still have the sleeping bag?"
"I think I used it so the TV stand won't break."
"Fuck…… any blankets?!"
"Yep; I had left some in case one of us would get cold, namely you."
At least he thought about me… I didn't even think of anything… "Well… how about getting one out so I can wrap myself in and go to sleep? I think I could use some…"
"Sure koibito. Which one?"
"The one made of plush. Comfy…"
"There you go… I'm not very tired. Think you can sleep without me?"
It's time to show my drama skills. Maybe not the right time, but I'm messed up and feel like it. And even though if it doesn't matter whether he comes or not… "Don't leave me on my own… I just… don't know. Mind staying with me until I fall asleep?"
You should see the way he's looking at me right now. Mwahaha. I'd get anything of anybody at this rate. So should study drama… "If you want to it's ok."
"I'm kidding!" I manage to say between two yawns and a laugh. "I really need sleep, but it doesn't bother me if you join me later anyways. One thing though… wake me up before leaving tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I will. Oyasumi koibito."
"Good night to you too!"
So fucking tired… I want my bed… mmmm, sleep…
… To be continued…
A/N 2 : Another chapter over! Technically, there's about 8 to 10 chapters left, maybe more (read: I have no idea). I'll try to update faster, since this darned one's done. Thanks for the reviews!