Author's note:

Hey, everyone! I bet a lot of you are coming on expecting another chapter, but well… I don't have one. I decided to take a break for the Christmas weekend, it was a rather busy one this year, and didn't leave me time to complete my chapter for this week.

Good news, I am definitely not dropping this story, it was really only this week, since it was a holiday week. I will be back to my two week schedule in two weeks.I'm sorry for not updating today, especially when things were just getting exciting and stuff, but I couldn't make the deadline.

Bad news, sorry, I only have a dinky farsical thing for you guys today.

I hope that your holidays were good ones, and I will see you in two weeks. Enjoy a small diversion from my usually depressing story telling.

Chang-Ho was squatted behind the gym, fiddling with a stolen cigarette as he watched his small gang of other boys chatter amongst themselves. It wasn't easy being in charge of a group like this. It actually took a lot of patience and energy. You had to break up disagreements, and make sure that everyone felt part of the group in some way. If they didn't have a place in the group, they would try to make their own, and that usually ended with disastrous results.

Chang-Ho ran a hand over the small hairs on the back of his head. Right now, they were getting bored. Chang-Ho needed to come up with some sort of activity to keep them occupied. Boys could be so destructive when left to their own devices. He didn't want that force turning on him by accident.

Right when he was trying to decide between stealing from a nearby convenience store and terrorizing girls as they walked home alone, Shi Woon walked around the corner of the building.

Chang-Ho couldn't help the grin that broke across his face. The perfect distraction.

"Kim," He nodded towards the small sophomore who was now staring at them from the middle of the alleyway. "Look what we got here."

Chang-Ho watched on as the taller senior of the group, slowly stood up. Excitement raced through the group as Kim marched closer to Shi-Woon.

Kim grabbed the younger one by the lapel, shaking him as he pulled the sophomore closer. "Well lookie who we have here!"

Shi-Woon grabbed onto the grasping arm, either to stop himself from being shaken or to get his own hold on the other man. But then a soft gasp came out of the young boy, and he looked up, tears glistening in his eyes. "Why?" Shi-Woon blurted out, his big brown doe-like eyes staring into Kim's soul. "Why do you do stuff like this? Why do you hurt people for fun?"

Chang-Ho froze in place. 'What.'

Silenced reigned in the small alleyway, as Shi-Woon continued to stare up at the senior, sparkles appearing around him like butterflies.

Chang-ho looked over to Kim, waiting for the man to punch the kids lights out. But the man instead snatched his hand back before turning and punching the wall.

"It's because of what happened." Kim stage whispered. He turned back, eyes sharp but lost in an abyss of thought. "When I was a kid, I saw my big brother, the man I always admired, always looked up to, be beaten down by some highschoolers. My brother could never lift his head high again. I decided I would never turn out like that." Kim turned suddenly, staring off into the setting sun, striking quite the figure. "That's why I decided that I would become one of those highschoolers."

Chang-Ho stared at the senior in vapid amazement. That was the reason? That was a really… shitty reason. It didn't even make sense.

Chang-Ho glanced around to see if he was the only one seeing this. The rest of his posse looked just as confused as he was. He could see Po mouthing 'What the fuck'. It was Po that decided to step forward and stop… whatever was happening here.

"Kim. You don't have an older brother," the bucktoothed boy reminded the other delinquent.

Shi-Woon turned towards Po, in a flash. "Don't say that to him Po! What could you possibly know?! What could you possibly know about having family like that?"

Chang-Ho was ready for Po to snap back, or to finally punch this little fucker. But instead, Po burst into tears.

"It's my sister!" He bawled out, his voice starting to take on a weird twang. "She's blind! She's the only family I have! And the only way I can pay for her surgery is if I win this tournament!" The boy continued to ball, his Jersey accent taking over in full at the end.

"Hey!" Chang-Ho yelled, standing up and pointing accusingly. "That's from YuGiOh! What the hell, man?"

Shi-Woon swept by the crying man, looking at Chang-Ho with eyes of stone. Chocolatey stone. And he was still crying majestically.

You will never understand unless you join me in my fight, Chang-Ho!" And then, before Chang-Ho could really put any of this bullshit together, Shi-Woon fucking punched him in the face.

It wasn't a really hard punch, it barely made Chang-Ho's head turn by the force. But with that one punch, Chang-Ho understood.

He understood how the abusive household that he had lived up until now had shaped him into the person he was. He understood that the lonlineses that he felt in Kindergarten had made it hard for him to socialize. That all those times that he acted out in Grade school, he was just trying to get his parent's attention. And when kicking his playmates, and half-heartedly stealing their lunches didn't work, Chang-Ho turned to harder and more devious crimes. He understood how he become cold and bitter when all he really wanted… was a friend.

He turned back to the brunette in front of him, truly seeing what Shi-Woon had been offering him when he fucking punched him in the face. He was offering him a hand. He was offering him comradeship with the force of his knuckles. This boy, was asking to be his friend.

"Shi-Woon," Chang-Ho breathed out, in awe of the power of friendship.

The bald headed person reached out, grabbing Shi-Woon's… face? Wait what. Hold up guys.

"Is this what it's like to be loved?" Chang-Ho asked in wonder.

Um… this just took a weird turn. I don't know what's happening. I had thought it would-

"No, this is called… a bromance."

-be funny if Shi-Woon suddenly had Naruto's "Talk-no-jutsu" bullshit-

"So we're not queerbaiting?"

-and like everyone suddenly liked him after he beat them up, like in-

"Shhhh… Just let it happen."

other anime's Blue Exorcist and stuff like that. Which I mean-

"…I kinda ran out of things to say in these interludes."

-I am totally for! I love those animes! They're hilarious and great and-

"Just say nothing. She's almost done… I think."

-stuff, it's just that it's kinda really funny. But I did not mean for it to go this way… I'm very sorry.

Shi-Woon and Chang-Ho wait patiently as the author finishes up her rambling.

Oh… right. Um this scene…

"We will be friends til the end of our days!" Chang-Ho shouted out suddenly.

"Chang-Ho!" Shi-Woon chirped.

No, like seriously he just chirped. What the hell. Guys this isn't-

"Together we'll be unstoppable!"

…True. But like I had a few-

"Together forever!"

"Gaaaaaaay," the author shouted out hopelessly, trying to regain control of this story.

But it was too late. The two boys held hands as they proudly walked out into the sunset, off to make this new universe a lot… weirder.

… yes, you may leave me my compliments in the comments. You are very welcome for that side quest.