a/n: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YA ALL!

Chapter 9:

Hope

A tear of loneliness, a tear of love, or just a tear. Ling Xiaoyu couldn't put a finger at it, it was like hitting your head into your locker everyday, but only forgetting it all afterwards. The Chinese girl got out off the hospital after two weeks with treatment. But when she come home, the lonely tear dripped down her face again in disbelief of thinking her life was ok.

"I HATE IT ALL!" she yelled aloud and threw her bag onto the floor, continuing falling onto it and crying hysteric.

"I just... I just... want to die...!".

After crying for a long time, Xiaoyu pulled herself up and forched herself to try ficcing the broken sink. It haden't stopped dripping water, of course it haden't. Though the girl wasn't used to make things work, she tried, hoping it to work. But she only made it worse, the sink sprouted out everywhere.

"NOOOOOO!".

Xiaoyu ran backwards and put up her telephone and knittered in a number.

"Hello! Yes... eh-um... I need some help with my broken sink over here... do you think you can... great!".

Two houres later someone knocked friendly on the door, Xiaoyu sprint and opened the door complete wet by holding the water away from the floors, only making that worse too.

"Hi! You're the one who needed my help, right?" a man asked with a grin.

"Eh... yes! Come in!" she answered and let him walk past her and in to her own ocean. He stopped and got into a glare of shock.

"You've tried to...-" he was cut off.

"Yes... but it didn't work!" Xiaoyu finished with a childish accent.

The man in the front of her gave her a smile, then he swemt towards the broken sink of hers. The Chinese girl smiled for herself at the thought of having a pretty cute man inside her apartment, all alone.

"No, bad girl!" she remined herself instantly.

His strong posture with red shining hair. Jeans covered by muscles, his jacket was beamed around his chest. Xiaoyu moved up to him to take a further look at his work.

"I'm sooo glad you're here helping me... mr...!" she ended hoping him to tell her his name.

He turned his face around to see her childish smile.

"I'm Hwoarang! Pleased to meet you!".

"What a wonderful name!" she thought and clapped his shoulder in reply. "Keep up the good work, Hwoarang!".

Hwoarang senced her glory and raised up, then he held his hand towards her, "So, what's your name then?" he asked ready to shake the girl's hand.

Xiaoyu stream her hand forward and shaked his hand, and smiled warmly. "Xiaoyu!".

He soon concentrated about ficcing the sink in stead of talking to the Chinese girl. But before turning around, he got a sight onto a picture on the table. "What...?" he replied and walked up to it, then grabbing it mad. "Do you know this guy?" Hwoarang asked not facing Xiaoyu. She curious stept beside him and took a look at the picture in the brown case.

"Eh... do you mean that black haired man, or that old one? But I...-" Hwoarang cutted her off and sat the frame back on its place. "I gotta work!" he finished and walked mad to his spot of water surroundig his feets when he sat down onto the floor. Xiaoyu studyed him sharply with her two eyes, soon to sit down in her favourite fluffy chair in pink.

Later that day, Hwoarang said good-bye, still kinda pissed off about something. There he went tumbeling towards his motorbike, he kicked stones away from whereever he put his boots. Then he jumped up in his seat and gassed away in hysteric action of driving crazy upon the road, then he was all gone. Xiaoyu stood smiling for herself up in her apartment in the 2'nd floor. Her armes felt the window, and her fingers making remarks on the glass. This kind man had helped her ficc her stupid sink which now made her thank God, the dripping had stopped. No irritable sink to destroy her life.

The next day, Xiaoyu stood up with a big smile across her childish morning face. And after putting on her Chinese costume with panda pictures on, she forced herself to run down to the zoo and pick up her bestfriend at this point, Panda.

"Hello, Panda-chan!" I've missed you!" Xiaoyu said to Panda, the animal growled happily and gave a roar to make the lady watching her open the door. Panda came running in a huge sprint on four feets.

"Come give me a hug, Panda!".

Panda adjusted her actions and stopped right in front of her not to run over her, Xiaoyu bended over her fur and hugged her happily, "Lets get out off here!" she finished.

Just when they walked outside in a hurry of buying ices at the harbour, Xiaoyu smiled in shock. The black motorbike with the cool fire remarks on, and the handsome driver.

"Hi! Remember me!".

Xiaoyu gasped and walked automaticly towards him. "Of course I remember you, Hwoarang! You ficced my broken sink yesterday!".

Hwoarang grinned and put his sunglasses on, then he moved his red hair backward not to make it hid his eyes. He pointed at the backseat.

"No! I can't! I've gotta watch my panda!" Xiaoyu replied with a taste of sadness in her tonefall.

The red headed man let the motrobike give a roar, "Are you sure?" he asked in a flirting way looking at her with a smile.

Xiaoyu thanked him and said good-bye when he drived away. Panda sat looking at her friend walking up to her and stroking her warm and fluffy fur.

"He's nice... but I can't stop thinking about Jin, Panda...".

a/n: Hwoarang is in the house! Jin's gone, and the sink's ficced by Hwoarang. Maybe Xiaoyu should get a life or what...? Can't say, but wait intill the next chapter's up. All this chapters (3 to 8) getting up was kinda my VERY BIG christmas present for all my readers. So I've hope you've ENJOYD! Chapter 10, 11 and 12 are actually finished, but I'm making you wait for some good stuff. Ain't I being nice now?

from ryuu (dragon lover I am --)