Missing Chances (Ch. 10)
Title: Missing ChancesChapter: 10/?
Pairing: Yesung/Hangeng(eventually)Many side pairings
Rating: PG
Genre: VERY AU High School, Romance, Humor, mild angst, and um many more
Disclaimer: own no one -sobs-
Summary: Yesung likes Ryeowook, Kyuhyun likes Ryeowook. So to make sure Kyuhyun gets time and attention from Ryeowook, Kyuhyun makes it so Yesung has to help the new transfer student who just happens to be the nice looking Chinese Hangeng.
Chapter 10
I woke up a little earlier then I had intended, but at least I didn’t wake up late. I started getting ready in no rush and was trying to figure out how to get to Hangeng.
‘Could totally corner him before class and drag him off somewhere to talk.’ That thought came out of no where but it works. I sped up getting ready.
Now that I knew why he was avoiding me, I should be able to talk some sense into him.
Dressed, I rushed out of my room and left the dorm to wait for him outside. I was only waiting, at the most, 10 minutes when I saw him walking out of the dorm. I looked at my watch and saw the time. This is usually when I’m just getting up.
I watched as he slowly walked by my hiding place in the bushes. When he passed by me, enough that I could silently creep out of the bushes, I quickly ran up to him and grabbed him by the arm.
If I had asked around the people he was normally with, I would have known he knew martial arts.
It happened all in a blur. All I do know is that I ended up on the ground staring at the sky, with him having a hold on my arm.
I looked up at his startled cry of “Yesung?!”
I turned my dazed eyes toward him .“Ow!”
The same arm he had flipped me with, he pulled me up with. Standing there looking at each other, I rubbed my arm.
He saw that and said he was sorry.
“Geez, Hangeng was that really necessary? That hurt.” Ok, I was whining but, damn, that did hurt.
Hangeng sent me a look. “Well, you did grab me out of nowhere like a mugger.”
Be still my heart, for I do believe he just broke his word limit with me and I wasn’t even trying then. I decided to call him out on it. “Oh, lo and behold, he speaks. He even managed to say more than four words.” I could feel the sarcasm myself.
Hangeng looked confused. “What do you mean I managed more than four words?”
I stood there thinking if I wanted to answer or not when I realized if we tried to talk here, he would probably run off. I grabbed his arm again and dragged him back in the dorm. I could feel him resisting, but I think he was curious to see what was up.
I dragged him to my room, pulled him in and locked the door. He was standing there looking at me with an eyebrow raised.
I decided to explain then why I dragged him here. “Look I needed to talk to you but you have been avoiding me. This was the only way I could think to get you stay in one place long enough to listen.” I leaned in front of the door as if to block him. I knew if he really put his mind to it, he could move me, but I was hoping he wouldn’t.
He just turned and sat at the desk with an emotionless look on his face. “Well? Are you going to explain why you felt the need to kidnap me?”
At least he was talking to me. “I brought you here to tell you I don’t hate you.”
He still looked stoic. I was hoping to get more emotion then that.
“I don’t know if the other dancers told you this, but yesterday during their lunch I talked with Zhoumi.” I explained . I saw his eyes narrow at that. I continued. “Since you have been avoiding me and wouldn’t tell me why, I felt the only way to find out why you hated me was to talk to Zhoumi.”
Hangeng cut in. “I only disliked you. You were the one that hated me.”
I pushed off the wall and sat on the end of my bed. “Yes, that’s what Zhoumi told me. I explained to him how that wasn’t true.”
“It isn’t?” He cut in again.
I gave him a look “Will you stop interrupting? I fully intend to explain everything to you if you will promise me something.”
He looked suspicious “What’s the promise?”
I relaxed “It's very simple. I’m going to explain why I acted like I did, but you can’t tell anyone the details.”
“I can’t?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No, you can’t. Please, this is big for me. I’m putting a lot of trust in you. I’m doing this as a way to say, one, that I don’t hate you and I want to be friends with you; and two, to explain things. Do you think you can not tell anyone? Not even Zhoumi.”
He sat there and thought for what felt like 5 minutes before he looked up at me and nodded. “Ok. I wont tell anyone.”
“Good. Now let's work through this logically and honestly. Let's start with how I don’t hate you. I’ll be honest, I did resent you when I was tricked into helping you.” I saw him shift and look at the floor. “But it wasn’t because you were new.” That got his attention. “Yes, I do find new students annoying like Kyuhyun said, but that tends to be only the young freshmen. The older new students don’t bother me.”
He spoke up then. “Then why were you acting like you were? All cold.”
I was silent then. This was a big step for me, only two other people actually knew about all this. I decided to go ahead and just trust him.
“I was acting like that because I knew why Kyuhyun did what he did. Before you came, I had been spending a lot of time with Ryeowook. Kyuhyun knows I like him and I know he likes him also. So in order to get more time with him, he had me help you. That’s why at first I resented you. It was because it took time away I had with Ryeowook.”
Hangeng looked like he was thinking about something. “Why did every time you came to meet me, you were glaring at me?”
Good, he was asking questions. That means he is actually listening to me. I answered him. “Those were mostly pure accidents. You weren’t suppose to see them. Most of the times before I came to get you, I had a confrontation with Kyuhyun. I had tried to get my pissed off face masked when I came to get you. Although a couple times I was unfairly mad at you because the time I was using to help you, I could have asked Ryeowook to hang out before Kyuhyun did. I never meant for you to think I truly hated you. I’m trying to be honest here, because I do want to be your friend now.”
Hangeng was silent.
I needed to know if he believed me. “You do believe me right? Before the incident Sunday I had been trying to talk to you more and become friends. Also, about the incident Sunday, does what I said earlier clear that up, too? What he had said then was partly true but you had run off before I could explain then.”
Hangeng looked up and he actually smiled. “Zhoumi told me all this last night. He seemed to think you would chicken out and he thought I should go ahead and know. Although you explained more to me then to him. That right there makes me believe.”
I was sitting there in stunned silence. ‘That bastard. I told him not to tell. Although it did help me out.’
I groaned and put my head in my hands.
I heard him chuckling and found it a pleasant sound. I decided to speak up. “Well now that we have that cleared up, what do you say about just hanging out here and actually talking and getting to know each other?”
I looked up after asking that to see his reaction.
He looked surprised. “But what about classes? What would we tell them if we do?”
I was in my element here. “We already missed the start of the first class, so we might as well just stay here. We can just tell them that you got homesick and that since I was your guide, I stayed back to help you.”
He looked skeptical at that.
I smiled “Don’t worry. When Henry came here earlier, it happened to him a couple weeks later. So the teachers do know it happens. They are the only ones who need to know.”
Hangeng sat thinking for a few seconds. He flashed me a grin. “Sure, lets just talk.”
Of course, just because I suggested we talk didn’t mean we did right off the bat. We just sat there for like 5 minutes saying nothing. I watched as he looked around the room. To the empty side, at my desk and bed. I saw him set his eyes on my large glass tank. His eyes got a curious glint.
“What’s in that?” He finally asked after staring at it for a while.
I smiled, got up and walked toward the tank intending to get him out. I turned to look at Hangeng as I reached in. I saw him get up and stand away from me, eying the tank warily. I chuckled at that. He must think I have something big and bad in here. I turned with the turtle in my closed hand.
He now had a confused look on his face “Did you get it out?”
I snickered and held my hand out to show him the tiny turtle.
His confused face turned into surprise. “You have a turtle?” He asked, like he didn’t believe it was real.
I looked from the turtle and back to him. “Yeah, I have a turtle. It's cute.” I cuddled him to my chest and gave Hangeng a sad look. “Be nice to him. He’s sensitive.”
Hangeng looked from the turtle to my face. I gave him a serious face hoping he would laugh. If he actually laughed, it would be the first time something I did or said was the cause of it.
He sat back down in the chair and put his face in his hands. I was starting to feel disappointed. I was about to turn and put the turtle back when I noticed his shoulders shaking. He was laughing.
“Are you laughing?” I just had to ask that.
He looked up with a wide grin and said, with an accent heavy from laughing, “I’m not laughing at you. I just find it funny that you have a tiny turtle. With the size of the tank, I expected like a snake or a lizard but you pulled out a turtle.” That last part was said in the middle of a laugh.
I started laughing with him, just not as much. I don’t find me having a turtle funny. I went and sat down next to him.
“Do you want to hold him?” I asked.
He looked at me, the turtle and then back at me, “Can I? He won't bite me, will he?”
I chuckled and just placed the turtle in his hands. I watched as he brought the turtle to his eyes and looked at him. I watch as the turtle stretched out his neck to get a better look. I couldn’t help but think how cute it was, how Hangeng hesitantly reached out a finger to touch it on the head.
I finally got him talking about random things. For the first time since he got here we were talking like friends. I couldn’t help but think how the turtle always hid from Ryeowook when he played with him.
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We spent much of the next few hours just talking. We told stories, talked about family and what we had planned for later in life. Around lunch, I snuck downstairs, grabbed some food and raced back up to the room. I didn’t want to be seen.
I learned a lot about him over those hours. I learned he had a younger sister and that she loved to draw. I learned his mother had her own small restaurant. I also learned he loved to dance. I mean, I knew he danced because he was in the dance department, but I noticed that when he talked about dancing his face just lit up.
We decided to at least go and attend our practices. We left the dorm, still talking about random things. I realized I liked this. With my other two good friends, it was different. We didn’t talk like this anymore. Mostly because we already knew it all. That comes with growing up together.
I wanted to talk more, so I decided to ask Hangeng “Hey, I know you don’t need to do this anymore, but I think it would be cool to talk some more after practice. So since you tend to get done before me, care to wait for me again?” I was hoping he wasn’t tired of me yet.
He smiled and said “Sure. I’ll wait. You can tell me some more about what goes on in the singing department.”
I felt myself respond to his smile. “Deal.” and we went to our separate buildings.
Class was boring again. I barely made it in time. All we did was discuss the fact that intense practice started next week and that the recital was the week after that. I let my eyes roam around the room, tuning the teacher out for the most part.
I let my eyes land on Ryeowook and Kyuhyun a bit to my right and down. They were whispering over something. I was starting to get super mad as I watched Kyuhyun lean really close to his ear to whisper something I'm sure wasn’t that private. When Ryeowook laughed, I saw Kyuhyun turn an eye my way. He had the nerve to wink at me when he saw I was looking.
Knowing he was baiting me, I forced myself to look away. I then saw Zhoumi. I tend to forget he was in here with us. I saw he kept throwing me glances. He was probably wondering where me and Hangeng were.
I managed to catch his eye. When I was sure he was looking I glared at him and mouthed the word ‘Squealer’. Instead of glancing away, he just smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up. I turned back to the teacher after rolling my eyes. I’m never telling him anything that’s a secret.
As class ended, I was determined to talk with Ryeowook. I followed him out of the class and watched as he turned a corner away from the dorm. I was about to follow when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned and saw Zhoumi.
Zhoumi gave me a wide smile “You and Hangeng weren’t in class today?” He said it like it was a question, but it was also a statement.
I answered him anyway because I knew it was easier this way, “Yes, me and him spent all day talking and yes, we are friends now. No, I didn’t yell at him and yes, I know you told him everything.” I hoped if I flooded him with a lot of answers he would let me go to chase after Ryeowook.
I was right. As his mind got all that, I quickly ran off. I was sure he went this way. I was roaming the hallways looking and listening for him when I heard whispers coming from down the hall. I quietly walked to it to see if it was Wookie. I peeked around the corner and felt like I was sucker punched in the gut.
In front of me were Ryeowook and Kyuhyun and they were connected at the lips.
A/N - *Edit* Thank you for helping ^___^ it got solved
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