[FANFIC] Bamboo Blood (Chapter:6.9)
Title: Home is where the heart is: Chapter 6.9
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Kimin
Author: BloodyRose
Length: 59/??
Genre: angst, romance, fluff, comedy, drama, smut, happy ending,
Warning/s: Yaoi, boyxboy
Summary: Yoochun lay in bed thinking
Yoochun lay in bed thinking, junsu was still naked, sleeping against his chest, his steady breathing calming him down, helping him relax. He looked at the sleeping boy in his lap and smiled softly; thinking about everything he heard this evening, thinking of the hints the old man had told him
Home is where the heart is
He did feel home, he felt happy when sleeping with the boy in his hands, when waking up to see him first thing in the morning, when hugging him and making love to him so wildly and so sweetly he couldn't handle it. Yoochun was home here, with his lover in his hands. But, what did it have to do with the case? Yoochun thought
Who would feel home? And where?
Junsu's mother found home in the forest, with her son. Junsu found home in the forest too. But the killer, where was home for him? Where his heart is, and his heart is… where exactly? Yoochun knew he would be able to solve everything if he solved this…
He needed someone close to him, someone who knew him well… someone like Lee Sungmin
Lee Sungmin, this boy was somehow like his junsu, his angle, been living in a lie, a bubble all his life, did he find out the truth? Did he know that the man who raised him killed his mother, and probably his father? Did he know he killed all those souls?
Yoochun looked outside the window; it was dawn already, looking at the sun while his hands held tightly onto the sleeping boy, an idea popped into his mind
'Baby… wake up sweetie'
'Mmmm' junsu pouted and rubbed his eyes lazily, still tired and sleepy
'Wake up honey' yoochun whispered again stocking junsu's hair softly
Opening his eyes lazily junsu looked up at yoochun who lent in at once kissing the pout away
'Listen to me honey, I need you to get dressed and go to jaejoong's room, stay with him till I come back. Okay?'
Still half asleep junsu nodded, he allowed yoochun to get dressed and dress him up and even give him another kiss before he got out of bed, pulling on the blanket behind him like a baby and going to jaejoong's room. He didn't knock the door but entered, yunho was on guarding duty, anyway
Seeing junsu enter the room yoochun clutched on his gun, a notebook, a pen and a paper from the files before he rushed downstairs, past a questioning yunho and out of the inn…
It didn't take him long before he reached there, and it seemed he was right on time, the boy was opening up his shop
'Good morning…' yoochun began, he needed to play his cards right now, he needed to confirm all his theories and this boy was the one to confirm everything
The boy eyed yoochun in a weird way, in a way that spoke volumes and nodded a little
'I was wondering, I'm doing this with everyone too, could you write down your name and address please' yoochun handed him the notebook and the pen
The boy frowned, he hesitated and didn't react
'It's just something I'm asking everyone to do, I don't know anyone's names and when I want anyone I have to look all over for him, so this will make things easier, please?' yoochun tried to play innocent
'Yah! Open the shop already!!' the yell came from behind them both, yoochun was most startled, he didn't hear anyone come close, and he should've heard him, the muddy ground made sounds when stepped on
The boy was as startled as yoochun, he quickly took the notebook and the pen and wrote down Lee Sungmin, Smallfield and handed it to yoochun again bowing to the man behind him
Yoochun turned to look, eyeing the mid aged man and bowing a little, he looked at him, if the man in front of him wasn't the killer, then he wouldn't be worth anything as a detective!!
The man was his height, his body was firm even though one shoulder of his seemed injured, it was wrapped in a bandage, it was obvious even under the hanbok he was wearing
'So, can I have the beef ready for lunch? I'll pay for it now' yoochun spoke as if resuming a conversation before being interrupted
The boy looked shocked for a while and then, a second later, nodded his head and opened the shop and allowed the mid aged man in; he entered too with his eyes still locked with yoochun's
'It would be fifty dollars'
Yoochun took the money out of his pocket and paid off, bowed and was about to walk out when he turned and spoke:' I'll come to take it at noon'
Sungmin nodded his head; the mid aged man still looked at him fixed, great hatred in his eyes. Hatred which was returned by yoochun who couldn't endure it, being so close, standing and looking at the killer in the eyes and not being able to arrest him, it was such an agony and he wanted to kick him, strangle him and throw him behind bars for the rest of his miserable life. But, he knew better. He couldn't be so reckless, he needed solid evidence and he was going to gather it, no matter what.
Yoochun left the place and walked away, the stares on his back burnt holes in him but he kept on walking, looking around the village, looking far at the eastern north he decided that he's going there, he began walking, a step in front of the other, his gun in his hand clear to everyone who passed him as he walked
The place wasn't far; it was even closer than the mill. He reached in an hour and looked around, the ruins of stone walls and some broken memorial statues laid around the field, all was silent. All was as if waiting in anticipation what he's going to do
Yoochun walked to the ruins, on those broken statues you could still see the names of those soldiers who died in battle
Somewhere around here, yoochun thought, it must be somewhere around here, he looked around and found it, it was a tall column of white marble, a column which was now broken and it's upper half laid beside it on the grass, yoochun knelt down reading the names off the statue, only three names… the last one was Kwan Sang Woo, the date of death was around twenty years ago. It was the only one around those years, it must be him
The more he looked at the place the surer he got, there were some traces on the grass, the broken weeds that meant something was contently being laid on them, it was the perfect fit for a small tray of food, just like the one you offer when visiting the dead on their memorial. This must be the place where junsu kept seeing Lee shi, but how did junsu get here? It wasn't anywhere near the forest… yoochun wondered
Remembering the notebook in his pocket yoochun took it out, opening it he smirked, reading the words the boy wrote down, comparing them to the ones on the paper he brought with him, they were a perfect match. Lee Sungmin was the one who sent him the letter; he was the one who called him here
But, why did he do it?
Was it because he wanted revenge?
Was he asking for help to stop the killer or was it because he wanted someone to know the truth, know what happened to his parents? But, did he himself know what happened to his parents?
Sending the letters implied he did know that, he was always chained down by that man, Choi shi told him that, so was this his way to rebel against him, against the man who took everything away from him?
Here, where the boy's heart was, this was his home; this was the place he kept visiting. The first hint, home is where the heart is actually told him Lee Sungmin knew about his parents' death and sent after him for revenge? Or at least justice for their souls
What about the other hints? Yoochun thought, the place is in what meanings it holds, not in what furniture it has what could this mean? Which place was it?
Looking at the columns yoochun thought, what place would this be? What place he should look for? He frowned thinking, then it hit him, how could he be so blinded, he was so close yet he was so far away to achieve his goal…the most important place right now would be the tunnels, the third tunnel, the one which led to the village, the one the killer used to sneak around unseen, this was the most important place… it was the place he should find
The place is in what meanings it holds, not in what furniture it has
That meant the place had furniture in it, a house maybe? An old house…
Maybe a house which is almost a hundred years old? Yoochun hit his head hard, how could he be so blind? Turning around he broke into running at once… he must reach fast...