A Phone Call

Okuni's hand phone suddenly rang.

"Since when do you listen to this kind of songs?" Hwoarang asked attempting to smoke a cigarette but it got knock out of his hand by Okuni. "Smoking is bad for you," Hwoarang rolled his eyes.

"Erm hello, Okuni Akashima speaking," Okuni's face suddenly lightened up. "Asuka? Where have you been! I have been…What???!!! Oh…. Hwoarang? His the same, bad grades, smoking, womanizer, detention…. Erm…. Okay "Okuni passed the phone to Hwoarang. Hwoarang shot Okuni a strange look.

"Hwoarang….." Asuka's voice was panting.

"Erm….Ya?" Hwoarang's face flushed.

"You are blushing, you are blushing!" Okuni sang beside him while clapping. Hwoarang motioned for her to stop.

"I think I'll need your help…. Meet me at the park by the traditional Chinese restaurant this evening at 7…." Asuka voice sounded worried. "Don't tell Okuni anything…." "Why?" A tone was heard. "Hey!" Hwoarang got lots of questions pilling up in his mind.

"What did she say Hwory?" Okuni blinked at the redhead.

"I told you not to call me that! She told me to me---" Hwoarang suddenly remember Asuka telling him not to tell Okuni and coughed. "Well… Ahemm… She said she will be fine and will be back soon,"

"I thought I heard you said 'She told me to meet….' Something something? " Okuni stared at Hwoarang, she have a very good sense of hearing wwhich is annoying sometimes. "And if she is going to say she will be fine and will be back soon, she could have told me! So what are you hiding!"

Steve ran over to Hwoarang which for the first time, Hwoarang was happy that he did.

"Buddy, did you know where Asuka is doing lately? I mean she didn't attend her English class and I cound not give her the poem…"

"WAIT A MOMENT WAIT A MOMENT! What are you talking about? A poem?" Okuni cut in.

"Huh? Oh, it is a poem for Asuka," Steve smiled at Okuni.

"WHAT?" Okuni changed her attention to Hwoarang.

"Is something wrong?" Steve scratched his head confusedly looking from Okuni to Hwoarang and Hwoarang to Okuni.

"KARATE CHOP!" Okuni punched Hwoarang in the neck. Hwoarang knocked into a wall. Okuni was in rage.

"YOU…you…you… what? What is that word? Erm…." Okuni thought for a while. "Erm… YA! YOU JERK!" Hwoarang picked himself up.

"What is this all about? Jerk? I didn't know you use that word!" Steve was still confused, obviously, if it was me, I will be too!

"FOR GOODNESS'S SAKE! HWOARANG LIKE ASUKA AND ASUKA LIKES HWOARANG! Whewww…. It takes a lot of energy to talk like this…." Okuni panted and wiped a sweat from her forehead.

"Is that true?" Steve stared at Hwoarang. All Hwoarang could do was tilt his head down and nod. "Why didn't you tell me sooner!" Hwoarang received a unexpected pat on the back from Steve and smiled. "Here, give it to her….." Steve stuffed the poem into Hwoarang's pocket and winked. He walked away coolly.

"Cool! I suddenly wish someone like you will like me!" Okuni smiled at the situation. Hwoarang smiled back, but his smile faded quicker than it appeared as he thought about his meeting with Asuka…..