Author: Jiji Pichu Kero
Warnings: Profanity, Suggested Sexuality
Pairings: Hwoarang x Ling
Author's Commentary: None
"Nightmare"
Hell hath no fury like the wrath of a woman. Somebody should have told all of the hired help at the airport that. All of the flight delays, airport traffic, bastard employees who couldn't understand her accent fueled the fire entity known as Ling, which in turn would give everyone hell for the next 6 hours. But not without some perks, of course. If anyone knew how to get a free ride in the corporate world, it was Ling and that was what she has precisely achieved. Of course, it helped that her newly changed flight was canceled and she was waiting on standby. But with a little diplomacy, such as willingly giving up her spot to others who waiting on standby, complaining every time when the next flight was due in, and "being forced" to watch three flights leave without her on it. The little sneak managed to get the departure part of her flight reimbursed, which meant she got to fly first class free of cost. The mischievous bunny calculated that she may have lost half a day in arriving Tokyo sooner, but she was making good time considering she was going to Korea then Japan. So, when the attendants announced boarding time, the perky girl skipped her way happily to the airplane. She took no hesitation in plopping down in her extra size comfy seat and whipped out her cell phone, hoping to get a hold of Hwoarang before take off. Unfortunately, the girl didn't get a ring, it just went straight to voicemail... Steve Fox's voicemail.
"Oh, you hermit bastard!" she cried out in frustration, she was about to turn into a sour mood again. She let a grunted growl before tossing her phone back into her backpack and tried to prepare herself for a four hour flight. The restless girl glanced out her window, plotting her next move in Japan. Knowing Hwoarang, he probably shacked back up at his bachelor pad or he was getting himself into trou- But before the conniving nymph could finish her thoughts, she was interrupted.
"Well, we met at last, Miss Xiaoyu." A mysterious voice commented. Ling raised an eyebrow and quickly whipped around to see who caught her off guard.