Chapter Three

She couldn't believe it what just happened, she actually couldn't believe it. This had to be the worst thing to ever happen to her. How embarrassing.

Just her luck to run out of a guy's bathroom and bump into an asshole. But he was a cute asshole, argh! So she rammed into the guy on her way out and instead of trying to apologize for bumping into him, the jerk insulted her and she insulted him back.

"God this is turning into one shitty day for me, what else can go wrong?" She asked herself as she made her way back to the table. She saw Ga-woon and Tae together. As in, Tae straddling his lap, her body pressed against him, with her fingers tangling in his hair. The two seem to be having a battle of the tongues. Que-Min saw that the skin under Tae's neck seemed to have a bruise the size of a baseball.

How long exactly had she been the bathroom after Tae left? She looked at her watch then back at the two. It looked to have been five minutes that Que-min had been in the restroom and these two had it going on. 'Yikes, I hate to wonder what would have happened if I stayed longer?' Well this was certainly unexpected.

She looked down and saw one of Ga-woon's hands roaming down under reaching under Tae's shirt. Ok, she should just look away, look away Que-Min! But her eyes were glued on the couple. Unaware of her presence, they continued with their 'fun'.

Just when they seem to be getting to the good part, and Que-Min mean really the good part, Tae seemed to feel someone watching them and turned to see Que-Min staring. She jumped off Ga-woon's lap and sat down in her own seat, her face flushed and her lips swollen red as well as Ga-woon's although Ga-woon's hair was now messed up too, the tie fallen out somewhere.

"Oh sorry about that, we were um…Ga-woon and I were…" She was stammering as she tried to think of a good excuse to tell Que-Min.

Why would she need to explain that they were doing mouth-to-mouth and both were lacking oxygen now? But she loved seeing how Tae would try to get out of this one, and then later Que-Min would be able to tease her about it. Suddenly the music stop and there was an announcement that it was time for Karaoke.

"There's karaoke in this place?" That was new, Que-Min never heard of a club like this having karaoke before.

"Oh that's the latest thing they decided to place into this club. But I don't think it's such a good idea."

"Why's that?" Ga-woon asked Tae and before she could answer a new song was playing and then the worst, most insufferable voice was singing to its tune. It sounded worse than those scratching noise that the teachers in Que-Min's school made with the chalk on the board. God, make that ten times worse!

"God, what the fuck is that?" Que-Min yelled as she covered both her ears over the awful singing, trying to drown out the unspeakable sound.

"It sounds like an animal is being torture! It sounds inhuman." Tae and Ga-woon were holding their ears too, praying that somebody would get that person off the stage before they lost their hearing. Soon lots of resentful protest and 'boos' were being shouted at the person on stage.

"Get off the stage!"

"You suck!"

"Get the Hell out of here, it's for singers, not for lousy crap like you!"

"Goddamn it ass, get outta here before I decide to cut out your goddamn throat."

Dar Jay gave the people no attention as he continues to sing. "God make it stop, it's like torture on my eardrums!"

Finally a group came up to the stage and dragged the poor guy away a loud applause was heard and Tae was looking at Ga-woon.

"Is it over, can I take my hands down?" He nodded and Tae sighed in relief. "Thank god, now the last thing we need is for someone to sing that bad and get even more people pissed. We need someone to liven things up, we need…. hmmm…" She looked over at Que-Min with a strange look on her face, a look that Que-Min consider not good for her case. What-what are you looking at me for? She wanted to say but Tae beat her to the punch.

"Hey, Que-Min, why don't you give a shot. I heard you sing before so why don't you give these people what they want."

"WHAT! Me! I don't think so Tae, I mean I haven't been able to sing since high school and see those people out there, they might decide to massacre me if I don't do this right. I don't think—" She was trying to make a reasonable excuse before she felt two arms grabbed her and dragged her on stage.

"Ga-woon Kim, you Bastard, you son of a bitch! I hope you're ready to make an immediate will" She pummeled her fist and struggled against his arms and before she had anymore cursing to say, she was already on stage and handed mike in hand.

"It's all yours." And Ga-woon headed back to the table and sat beside Tae. Why those two little conniving…they're suppose to be my friends! Well, so much for that!

She looked around nervously. Ok…. she saw people were staring at her with those hard glares that said, 'Don't fuck this up or you're fucked.' She gulped silently and then went to pick a tune she could sing to.

Let see, there was no way she was going to sing any of these, some were just, oh! She finally found one and when she cued the music, the beat went on and…

I hope I don't mess this up. And then sang the opening line.

You can dress me up in diamonds

You can dress me up in dirt

You can throw me like a line-man

I like it better when it hurts

Oh, I have waited here for you

I have waited

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

When I meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

Ghoon-Hahm and the rest of the gang were sitting at the table, waiting for Dar Jay to return after his humiliation on the stage. When he came back, everyone pounded on him for his crappy performance.

"Man Dar Jay, looks like you got totally busted in the balls."

"Seems that you should really reconsider singing and stay 'gangster' instead. Hey maybe you can use your singing when you need to fight!" Red said laughing as he handed Dar Jay a cold beer. Dar Jay took it and gulped the whole thing in two swings.

"Another, give me a fucking 'nother. And no more shit about my singing. Those asses wouldn't know talent if it bit them in the balls."

"Whatever you say Dar Jay, whatever you say." Suddenly there was new music coming on and Jin Lee pointed out the stage when the singing started.

"Oh there's somebody else going up and damn look she's better than you Dar Jay." Everyone turned around in their seats and listen to the woman on stage except Ghoon-Hahm with a cigar in his mouth and too lost in his own damn world. He was thinking about her, that woman.

The damn woman who rammed into him. The beautiful mysterious dark-haired woman with the tight ass that he wouldn't mind giving a squeeze on, the breasts that seemed just about ready to fall right out of her shirt, those lips that begged to be tasted.

Damn, why couldn't he get her out of his head, least of all her voice? He took a long sip as if to sate his thirst but something about her seem to make him to damn hot to cool down his body. No woman had done that before but why now? Won Hee seem to penetrate his train of thought it as he tapped his shoulder.

"Whoa, hey Ghoon-Hahm check out this hot chick on the stage, man she smoking! And I don't just mean her singing. She absolutely hot! Boss you got to see her." Ghoon-Hahm sighed knowing that he wasn't going to be left the Hell alone unless he saw what the fuck the guys were drooling over. He had to admit the singing sounded good but he wouldn't mind hearing it from the other women. He wondered what would it be like if she was singing, sure it might sound good but he knew he heard cockiness and attitude behind that physical beauty.

He turned slowly to stare at the stage and that's when his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open, the cigarette falling out to the floor as he stared at the woman on stage.

It was her! The one who was on him back from the bathroom! He just couldn't believe it! The girl who rammed into him, insulted him, and hit him over the head was there on the stage. And man Won-Hee wasn't kidding when he said she looked hot.

With that tiny t-shirt and swaying skirt and a voice that seemed to hypnotize the entire male population in the club, Who wouldn't fall for her? His eyes remained glued on her as she sang.

You can meet me on an aero-plane

Or in the back of the bus

You can throw me like a boomerang

I'll come back and beat you up

She gave a sly winked to the people in the audience and Ghoon-Hahm felt his face flush, and was glad no was looking to see the color rushing to his head.

Damn, did she just have to do that? Her smile was so intoxicating as she looked once out over her audience.

Oh, I have waited here for you

Don't, keep me waiting

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a french maid

When I meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

She couldn't believe it! The crowd was going wild for her. It was unbelievable.

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a french maid

When I meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

She dragged her hands down her body and heard the whistling of boys as she moved her body all sexy-like to the beat.

I feel safe with you

I can be myself tonight

It's alright, with you

Cuz you hold, my secrets tight

You do, You do

She looked to be having fun teasing him! Him, Ghoon-Hahm, damn woman!

You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la la

Ghoon-Hahm's eyes never left her, he watched as she swayed her body left and right, her hips moving to the beat of the swing of the beat. Suddenly he felt his pants were entirely too tight and looked down.

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a french maid

When I meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a french maid

When I meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

Holy Shit! God it was sticking up and was hard as a rock now. Oh holy mother fucking god! He used one leg to cross over his thigh to cover the tent peeping up in his pant. But it was throbbing like hell as he watched the woman. God, this was sheer torture to him, he had to get out but damn if the others saw him. He turned around and then saw one of the club workers exiting out to a door and saw it leading out to an alley.

Perfect!

He should leave right now while everyone was still watching but he wanted to hear the grand finale of the song, he wanted to see her finish it off with a bang before he banged!

Que-Min took a sharp shallow and then finished off the last few lyrics to the song.

You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la la

Soon everybody was applauding and before the gang could take any notice of their gang leader disappearance as he made his way to the door and left. He wouldn't stay back there unless they wanted to see the explosion that was about to happen to him down below. The door to the alley opened and closed as Ghoon-Hahm slipped through it and never came back into the club.

Que-Min got off the stage and walked to the table and was ambushed by Tae and Ga-woon before others could try to get to her first.

"You were great, more than that, you were totally awesome up there. Hear that? The crowd loves you!" Ga-woon nodded enthusiastically as he patted Que-Min on the back.

"Time for some drinks then huh?" Que-min declined the offer, she thought the two might want some more private time alone but also she felt too damn tired and had her job to work. Last thing she need was a hangover and to be late.

"Thanks but can't, I got work tomorrow so I need to remain sober, thank you."

"You sure? Well I guess we can drop you off at your place."

"No no, I can walk the way home, it's just a few blocks away. I'll be fine. Besides I'm a big girl and can handle anything, especially with these fists. A steel pipe wasn't always my special tool for hitting people over the head." She grabbed her purse and jacket from her seat and then embraced Tae once more, and said bye, and one last congratulation on the wedding. She was just exiting the club and walking down to her apartment, unaware that a gang of boys was following after her, waiting to make a jump on their latest prey.