Pleasures of the Mighty 19/?
Title: Pleasures of the Mighty 19/?
Rating: Mostly R, but some later chapters will be NC-17
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yunho/Junsu, Jaejoong/Junsu and implied Yoochun/Changmin
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd make them my slaves.
Summary: Yunho is the son of a powerful political family in a world of conquests and slavery. When Yoochun drags him to the slave traders, Yunho sees the most beautiful man and is determined to keep the beauty out of his sadistic friend's bedroom. It's a simple purchase, but as he learns more about Jaejoong and his world Doushite, Yunho finds himself looking for answers buried deep in the anti-political underworld.
Poster Credit goes to my darling tarta trshakespeare I ♥♥♥ You!
Part 19: The Ploy
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One week later, Yunho was on edge. He and Yoona had only worked two days, attending meetings that could not be canceled. The press would not leave Yoona alone. They followed her everywhere, and Yunho decided that he needed to get into a new house as soon as possible.
The location of the wedding was also a huge problem. The Jung Family Heir always married in the government complex, with the reception and festivities in the gardens, but Yunho refused that offer as soon as one of the government underlings called him about it.
Something told him that it would be a trap. An immediate death sentence.
He and Yoona went through many houses that week. Extraordinary buildings with hundreds of rooms and servants.
After one such home, Yoona sighed. She leaned her head on Yunho’s shoulder. “I … I can’t live like that, Yunho.”
“Me neither,” he said and put an arm around her.
Jaejoong and Junsu were sitting on the opposite side of the limo. Jaejoong still glared whenever Yunho sat too close or touched Yoona too much. Now was not an exception. But he kept his mouth shut.
“I mean, what do we need eighteen bathrooms for?”
“I agree.”
“Know what I really want?” she said.
“Yes. Because what you want is what matters.”
“Just a small house, with a lot of land, that’s all. Small, like four bedrooms. Two bathrooms though because I am not sharing a bathroom with four guys.”
“We’ll need more than four bedrooms, but that sounds good.”
Yoona sighed. “Your realtor sucks.”
“So I’ve noticed. Any ideas?”
“I have a friend; it’d be a huge help to her and she’ll show us houses we want, not ones society expects us to live in.”
“Okay.”
“You’re awfully agreeable today,” Yoona said with a smile.
Yunho slouched further in the seat. “I’m tired. I think I’d agree to anything right now.”
“Orgy with SiHanChul?” Jaejoong said.
Junsu laughed.
“No,” Yunho said.
The window next to Jaejoong’s head shattered, the limo jerked to the right. Yunho threw Yoona to the floor; Junsu and Jaejoong covered her. Yunho kept his head down and lowered the glass between him and the driver.
The limo sped away from the spot.
“You okay?” Yunho asked.
“Yeah. Just one shot, I think. Where should we go?”
Yunho thought about it and said, “It was a warning shot. The caliber wasn’t enough to go through the window and anyone sent to kill me would know that.”
“You’re probably right.”
“Just take us back to my place.”
“Sure thing, Yunho-shi.”
Yunho slid the window back up. Junsu was holding Yoona tightly. Jaejoong was on his cell phone talking to Changmin.
“Changmin says there’s nothing amiss at the house,” Jaejoong said.
Yunho nodded. “There won’t be. Security is tight.” He pulled out his phone and called Heechul.
“Hey, Bambi. What’s up?”
“Someone just took a shot at me.”
Heechul sighed. “Damn it. You alright?”
“Yeah, it splintered the window of my limo.”
A deep voice in the background asked what was wrong, and Heechul muttered something back.
“You think it was only a warning?” Heechul asked.
“Yeah.”
“So now what?”
“I don’t know. Business as usual, I guess.”
“You’re living a dangerous life, Bambi.”
“I know. Any more ideas about the mole?”
“No. We’re working on it. Angel is not happy. Even Kangin can’t get him out of his funk. Then again, he’s not really talking to anyone but me right now.”
“That’s probably the safest.”
“Yeah, we’ve cancelled meetings with all of us.”
“I’m going to get Micky to start talking,” Yunho said.
“Alright. Keep me updated.”
“I will.”
Yunho hung up and called Yoochun. As soon as he answered, Yunho said, “If you value your balls, you will be at my house within the hour.” And then he hung up.
Yoona had not calmed down. Yunho joined Junsu on the floor, holding her tightly. “I wish I could say something to comfort you, but-”
“Not now, Yunho,” Jaejoong said. “You’re so insensitive.”
That made Yoona laugh.
“You saved him from an awkward courtship by saying yes,” Jaejoong said. “But most of me wishes I had watched him fumble his way around a woman, if only for the entertainment.”
Yunho glared at him as Yoona sat up and wiped at her eyes. “You’re about to be cut off from sex.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yeah, right. Junsu would never say no to me.”
Junsu smiled at Yunho. “He’s right. Sorry.”
“Mutiny,” Yunho muttered and nuzzled Yoona’s neck. “Save me from them.”
“Asking shelter from a woman who you don’t treat well?” Jaejoong said. “Yeah, that will work.”
“He’s right,” Yoona said.
“He’s always right,” Yunho said.
“Every time I think this isn’t worth it, Jaejoong makes me smile,” Yoona said. “So instead of threatening him with no sex, you should be thanking him from your knees.”
Yunho looked up at Jaejoong with a smile. “He gets enough thanks.”
“Not lately,” Jaejoong said darkly.
“Too true,” Junsu echoed. He sat up on the seat next to Jaejoong. “He’s been holding out on us.”
“You two are insatiable,” Yunho said.
“Irresistible,” Jaejoong corrected.
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Yoochun was waiting for them when their limo pulled up. Again, he had a single slave with him, naked save for a pair of tight orange boxers.
“Your man would not let me up,” Yoochun said.
“Good,” Yunho replied.
Jaejoong and Junsu shielded Yoona as they made their way inside.
“Traveling in a substandard limo,” Yoochun said with a nod at the broken window.
“Someone tried to shoot me.”
“Who?”
“Your guess is as good as mine. Come on.”
Yunho led the way into the elevator. Once inside their apartment, he turned to Yoona. “Go relax, okay?”
“Yunho,” she said with a frown.
“I’m worried about you.”
“I’m fine now.”
“You can take a bath, take a nap-”
“I feel like you’re trying to get rid of me.”
Yunho opened his mouth and then shut it. He nodded. “Okay.” He turned to Yoochun, but Yoochun was leering at Changmin. Changmin had his arms crossed, and he met Yoochun’s eyes without any fear.
“Sit down, Yoochun,” Yunho said and pointed to a chair.
“Something tells me I’m not here for sex and crumpets,” he said as he sat down.
“You’re going to tell me what you know, or you’re going to lose your testicles, and I’ll let Changmin and
Junsu remove them.”
Yoochun smirked. “You wouldn’t.”
“You’re right. I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t be able to, but you haven’t hurt me like you’ve hurt them. I’m pretty sure that Changmin would have already relieved you of your cock and balls if it wasn’t for Jaejoong holding him back. Now talk.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Who’s giving you information?”
“I don’t know.”
“What?”
“I don’t know. I listen when Senator Bi talks. He knows about Angel and he knows about Doushite.”
Yunho pondered him and then looked back at Jaejoong.
“What’s going on with Doushite?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “I heard him say once that there was a rebel faction causing problems, but that was a month or so ago.”
Jaejoong and Changmin met each others’ eyes and nodded.
“Bi says they’re princes,” Yoochun said with a smirk.
“They are, so you should start learning to grovel from your knees,” Yunho said. “What else?”
“I don’t know.”
“You lie.”
Yoochun shrugged. “I’m good at lying, yes, but I’m better at fucking, and I like my cock and balls where they’re at, thank you.”
“Besides that, tell me why you warned me and why you’re doing this.”
“What does Bi have to offer me that I don’t already have? He’s a Senator, big deal, so is my uncle. My father is a Governor, only second to yours. My place in society is secured by my birth right, but my status is not.”
“You’re such a bastard,” Yunho said.
“So you’ve said many times. So what?”
Yunho glanced down at the slave on the floor. “You haven’t bought a new slave?”
“No.”
He nodded. “Anything else?”
Yoochun shook his head. “I’d tell you if there was.”
“What about Cho Kyuhyun?” Yunho asked.
“What about him?”
“He’s pretty tight with Bi.”
“No, he’s not. Bi doesn’t trust him.”
“So you don’t think he’s the spy?”
“No. Bi is only doing typical things with Kyuhyun while Kyuhyun learns how to be a proper Senator, but they don’t talk. Bi has actually told me that he’s suspicious that Kyuhyun is part of your resistance, but he has no evidence.”
“See, now that was helpful,” Yunho said and patted Yoochun’s head.
Yoochun scowled. “You went to Siwon’s a few weeks ago, right? For a meeting?”
Yunho nodded, carefully. “And?”
“I remember … it’s a bit hazy because we were drunk and I was fucking someone at the time, but Bi and Seven and Jiyong were talking about it, and about you. But the only thing that I remember Bi saying is never trust a dead man.”
Yunho froze. “Dead?”
“Yeah. I know they were talking about who Bi gets his information from. Jiyong asked him what he meant, and BI just said never trust a dead man. Bi said it twice. That’s why I remember.”
Yunho shut his eyes, and then pulled out his phone. He called Heechul again.
“Someone better be dying,” Heechul said, voice breathless.
“Worse. It’s Kangin.”
“What?”
“It’s. Kangin.”
There was silence on the other line. “You’re sure.”
“Yeah. “
“But he’s dead.”
“That’s why I’m sure. There are only three of you who are dead, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then it’s Kangin, unless it’s you or Angel.”
“Fuck. Can you get to Angel’s in an hour?”
Yunho looked over at Yoochun. “Yeah. May have to slip a micky though.”
“No, don’t. Is he there?”
“Yeah. That’s how I know who it is.”
“Blindfold him. Bring him with you. Angel is going to want to talk to his cousin.”
Heechul hung up. Yunho stared at his phone and sighed. “Jaejoong, you’re coming with me. Su, Changmin, stay here with Yoona.”
“Where are you going?” Junsu asked.
He met Yoochun’s eyes. “We are going to Angel’s.”
“I’m not,” Yoochun said. “He wants to kill me.”
“If he wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead,” Yunho said. “Come on. Leave your slave here. Changmin, feed him, let him sleep.”
Changmin nodded.
Yoona stepped in front of Yunho. “You’ll be alright?”
Yunho smiled. “I can’t promise you that, NaNa.”
“Do you have to be so honest all the time?” she asked and smacked his arm. “Sometimes it’s okay to lie.”
“I will be fine,” Yunho said. “There, happy.”
Yoona hugged him. “No.”
Yunho kissed her head. “Call your friend. I want us in a different house next week.”
“I will.”
Yunho moved to Junsu. He hugged him tightly and kissed him for a few extra minutes.
“You are a bastard,” Junsu said. “Don’t give me a goodbye kiss.”
“It’s not.”
Changmin chuckled. “Leave him alone. He’s probably never been in a situation like this.”
“Have you?” Junsu asked.
Changmin nodded. “Jaejoong and I always had assassins after us.”
Jaejoong scoffed. “Don’t romanticize it like that. They were nothing more than pests.”
“And that scar on your side?”
“Merely a bite.”
“That almost killed you.”
“But you saved me. My hero,” Jaejoong said.
Changmin snorted. “Do you have a weapon?” he asked Yunho.
Yunho nodded. “Yeah. I should probably carry it.”
“It should be your best friend.”
Yunho went into his bedroom. He took two ties from the closet to blindfold Yoochun and then unlocked a cabinet and took out his magnum 45. He made sure it was loaded, turned on the safety and tucked it into the back of his pants. He had no reason to worry Yoona further, so he made sure the gun was hidden under his jacket. He kissed her and Junsu again, and then led the way down to his car.
"Do you know how to drive?"
Jaejoong nodded. "I've learned."
"Then you're driving. Yoochun, backseat."
"I don't mind being behind Jaejoong."
Yunho smacked him. "Shut up."
Yoochun climbed into the car and as soon as he was seated and seat-belted, Yunho slipped a tie around his hands, and then over his eyes.
"Kinky," Yoochun said with a smirk. "Gonna shove that gun up my ass?"
"And pull the trigger. Shut up."
Jaejoong buckled into the driver's seat. "Are these windows bullet proof?"
"Yes. Stronger than the limo windows."
"Good."
Jaejoong started the engine, put the SUV into reverse and backed out of the spot. Yunho sent Heechul a text saying they were on their way. Jaejoong drove like he had been doing it all his life. He held the wheel loosely with one hand, the other on the stick shift. He never missed a gear. He looked utterly relaxed. Yunho wans't really surprised. Jaejoong's ability to adapt to an entirely different world amazed him.
"This is really unnecessary," Yoochun said a few minutes later. "I don't give a fuck where my cousin lives. I'm not going to voluntarily subject myself to the slums."
"Should we gag him?" Jaejoong muttered in Doushiten, though it took Yunho a moment to translate it in his head.
"No, he'd like that too much."
"What are you two saying? God, how the mighty have fallen. Learning the language of slaves."
"He's a prince, if you'll remember. And king on his own planet."
"Whatever. Even a prince can suck on a cock."
"God, you're a bastard."
"Um, Yunho," Jaejoong said carefully.
"What?"
"That black car pulled in front of us just as the one behind pulled behind us."
"Fuck."
Yunho sent Heechul another text. We're being followed
Fuck. Where are you?
Yunho told them the cross streets they just passed.
Alright. Follow my directions
A white piece of paper was put up on the back of the car in front of them. It slowed, forcing Jaejoong to slam on the brakes. The paper said, "Follow us."
"Yeah, no."
"What's going on?" Yoochun asked. "I swear if you get me killed--"
"It will be your own damn fault," Yunho said. "Turn right at the next street."
"That car didn't."
"Good. Don't speed though. We don't want to draw unnecessary attention to ourselves."
For fifteen minutes, Yunho directed Jaejoong deeper and deeper into the slum districts. The car that had been leading him fell in line behind.
I see you. There is an alley about 500 feet ahead of you. On the left. Pull into it far enough to get both cars inside it too and stop, get out of the car and do the whole, hands up thing.
Okay, but you're crazy
Love you, too, Bambi
Jaejoong followed the instructions.
"Yoochun," Yunho said, as he reached behind him and unbuckled Yoochun's seatbelt, "you might want to get on the floor."
Jaejoong and Yunho opened the car doors and followed the instructions from the men who followed them to put their hands up and walk to the back of the car. Four guns trained on them.
"You should have done as you were told," one of the men said, "and this would all be over and you'd be at home."
Yunho snorted. "What do you want?"
"Someone wants to talk to you."
"Someone wants to kill me."
"You're rebelling."
"You're stalling. If you're going to shoot me, shoot me."
"We aren't going to shoot you, but you need to come with us."
"Why? Says who?"
"You're more into this than you realize, Yunho-shi. Just come with us and we'll explain."
"Yeah, no thanks."
"We'll immobilize you and your slave if we have to."
"Oh, that's not a good idea," another voice said, and a moment later, there were guns pointed at the four men. Masked gunmen above in the fireescapes and below behind and next to them. Yunho recognized most of them from their body type.
A man walked between Yunho and the gunmen and Yunho fought a snarl, recognizing Kangin. But Heechul was right next to him. "Put your weapons down or we start shooting. We don't care about leaving dead bodies."
After a nod from their leader, the men's guns were dropped. Another smaller figure gathered them up. Probably Donghae.
"Now, are you going to answer questions about who sent you to follow Yunho, or are you going to die?"
Yunho recognized the voice that asked as Angel's.
"He has a hit on him; we're protecting him from that."
Chuckles echoed around the alley.
"Which is why you just threatened to hurt him. Nice. Next lie?"
"It's not a lie. The government cannot afford to lose the Jung Family Heir. We need to protect him."
"He's pretty well protected, if you ask me," Heechul said. "Who put a hit on him?"
"The resistance leader Angel."
More laughter.
"Who are you?" a man asked.
"Guardian Angels," Heechul said and then they all laughed.
A masked gunman put the barrel of his pistol to one of their heads.
"Tell me who sent you," Angel said.
"We did."
Yunho jumped at the gunshot, and the man slumped forward, face gone and replaced by a seething mess of blood and brains. The other three men tensed. The gunman moved up to the next one.
"Why did they send you?" Angel said again.
"Yunho is in danger. He's fraternizing with those that are trying to undermine the government and he needs to be reigned in before he becomes a threat."
"Seems like he's already a threat," Angel said, and there was another gun shot.
"That's all we know," the first man said, voice desperate.
Silence filled the alley.
"I'm going to ask you some questions," Heechul said, and put the gun in the first man's mouth. "They'll be yes or no. Just nod or shake you head to answer me."
The man nodded quickly.
"Were you sent to kill Yunho?" He shook his head.
"Were you sent by Yunho's father?" He nodded his head.
"Does Yunho's father or any other government official have a spy in Angel's ranks?" The man's eyes went wide and he nodded.
"Do you know who that spy is?" Frantic head shaking. Heechul removed the gun. "Explain."
"We don't get our information from him. He's only known as the Informant."
Heechul nodded and put the gun back in his mouth. "Do you know who tried to shoot Yunho in his limo today?" Another frantic head shake.
"Do you know who really has a hit out on Yunho's life?" The man mumbled something, so Heechul pulled the gun back.
"No. He's a good target though. Him and his fiancé. We've gotten multiple threats to the offices."
"Yunho," Heechul said, "have you received any death threats?"
"No."
Heechul nodded. He lifted the gun, shot over the first guy’s shoulder. The side of the second guy’s head exploded all over the car. He slumped down, leaving a trail of blood and brains. "You take that second car. Tell the Governors that Yunho is already protected. Any further involvement from them is going to be deadly. Understand?"
The man nodded quickly. Heechul pushed him and he scampered back. There was silence until the man disappeared, and then Angel started directing the others to remove the bodies and the car. He and Heechul joined Yunho and Jaejoong in Yunho's car.
"Hi, cousin," Angel said after he pulled his mask off.
Yoochun grunted. "Hey. Nice party. Please tell me I can get a drink soon."
"Either that or a bullet," Heechul said.
Jaejoong drove, following Angel's silent directions to their main hide out. Everyone shuffled in and sat around the table. Angel paced, violently shoving off anyone that tried to touch him.
"Did you tell him?" Yunho whispered to Heechul
Heechul nodded.
Kangin sat silently with everyone else, and Yunho observed him. He didn't look worried at all.
An hour later, Shindong, Yesung and Eunhyuk returned from their disposal task.
Angel pulled his gun, pointed it at Kangin and said, "Why?"
Kangin looked confused, and it was pretty good acting.
"Hyung," Shindong said, but Heechul snapped at him to shut up.
"Why?" Angel said again, voice tight with disbelief and anger.
Angel pulled the hammer back on the gun. Kangin seemed to realize that he wasn't going to be able to play innocent on this. He smiled. "Is there any reason I can give you that will keep you from pulling that trigger?"
"No."
“Not even love?” Kangin asked.
Angel pulled the trigger. Kangin's body slumped forward. Angel stared at the bloody mess for a moment and then threw the gun to the floor. "We're moving. Everyone is being displaced until we find new headquarters."
"Don't worry, Teukkie," Heechul said. "Already on it."
"Okay. Leave the body here. Let's go. Yunho, give us a couple days to get resituated. Heechul will be in contact. Try not to get killed until then."
Yunho nodded. "You guys too."
Angel turned to Yoochun. "I'm assuming you're in."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really. Unless you'd rather die."
"Nope."
"Good.” He left. A door slammed. Slowly, the rest of the others trickled out of the room, leaving only Yunho, Jaejoong, Heechul and Yoochun.
“He probably should have gotten some information out of him first,” Yunho said.
“You should have said that to him,” Heechul said with a smirk.
“Tell an emotionally unstable man with a gun who just shot his lover that he fucked up? Yeah, no thanks.”
Heechul smiled. “Yeah. I get to go talk to him.” Heechul looked at Jaejoong and then smiled. He said something in Doushiten and then pulled Yunho to him for a kiss.
“Don’t get yourself killed, Bambi,” he whispered into the kiss. “Being dead sucks.”
Yunho nodded. “I won’t. Be careful.”
“You, too. Love you.”
“Love you.”
Heechul said something else in Doushiten and then left the room.
Yunho stared at the mess for a little longer, and then Jaejoong touched his shoulder. Yunho nodded, and they left. No one said anything on the way back to Yunho’s.
Part 20: The Peace
Part 18: The Plan
Part 17: The Proposal
Part 16: The Persuasion
Part 15: The Pleasure
Part 14: The Pretties
Part 13: The Persuit
Part 12: The Penance
Part 11: The Pabo
Part 10: The Persistence
Part 9: The Press
Part 8: The Puppet
Part 7: The Pressure
Part 6: The Politics
Part 5: The Party
Part 4: The Proposition
Part 3: The Problem
Part 2: The Prince
Part 1: The Purchase
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Rating: Mostly R, but some later chapters will be NC-17
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong, Yunho/Junsu, Jaejoong/Junsu and implied Yoochun/Changmin
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd make them my slaves.
Summary: Yunho is the son of a powerful political family in a world of conquests and slavery. When Yoochun drags him to the slave traders, Yunho sees the most beautiful man and is determined to keep the beauty out of his sadistic friend's bedroom. It's a simple purchase, but as he learns more about Jaejoong and his world Doushite, Yunho finds himself looking for answers buried deep in the anti-political underworld.
Poster Credit goes to my darling tarta trshakespeare I ♥♥♥ You!
Part 19: The Ploy
This will be the last post I make on hug______ (probably). My friends and I are opening our own fanfic community and from now on, I will be posting there. http://community.livejournal.com/joeun_kkoom/ Go there and join the community and watch for updates! Make sure you go to the introduction post and make a comment so we can add you to the community. There should a link to it on the left hand side.
One week later, Yunho was on edge. He and Yoona had only worked two days, attending meetings that could not be canceled. The press would not leave Yoona alone. They followed her everywhere, and Yunho decided that he needed to get into a new house as soon as possible.
The location of the wedding was also a huge problem. The Jung Family Heir always married in the government complex, with the reception and festivities in the gardens, but Yunho refused that offer as soon as one of the government underlings called him about it.
Something told him that it would be a trap. An immediate death sentence.
He and Yoona went through many houses that week. Extraordinary buildings with hundreds of rooms and servants.
After one such home, Yoona sighed. She leaned her head on Yunho’s shoulder. “I … I can’t live like that, Yunho.”
“Me neither,” he said and put an arm around her.
Jaejoong and Junsu were sitting on the opposite side of the limo. Jaejoong still glared whenever Yunho sat too close or touched Yoona too much. Now was not an exception. But he kept his mouth shut.
“I mean, what do we need eighteen bathrooms for?”
“I agree.”
“Know what I really want?” she said.
“Yes. Because what you want is what matters.”
“Just a small house, with a lot of land, that’s all. Small, like four bedrooms. Two bathrooms though because I am not sharing a bathroom with four guys.”
“We’ll need more than four bedrooms, but that sounds good.”
Yoona sighed. “Your realtor sucks.”
“So I’ve noticed. Any ideas?”
“I have a friend; it’d be a huge help to her and she’ll show us houses we want, not ones society expects us to live in.”
“Okay.”
“You’re awfully agreeable today,” Yoona said with a smile.
Yunho slouched further in the seat. “I’m tired. I think I’d agree to anything right now.”
“Orgy with SiHanChul?” Jaejoong said.
Junsu laughed.
“No,” Yunho said.
The window next to Jaejoong’s head shattered, the limo jerked to the right. Yunho threw Yoona to the floor; Junsu and Jaejoong covered her. Yunho kept his head down and lowered the glass between him and the driver.
The limo sped away from the spot.
“You okay?” Yunho asked.
“Yeah. Just one shot, I think. Where should we go?”
Yunho thought about it and said, “It was a warning shot. The caliber wasn’t enough to go through the window and anyone sent to kill me would know that.”
“You’re probably right.”
“Just take us back to my place.”
“Sure thing, Yunho-shi.”
Yunho slid the window back up. Junsu was holding Yoona tightly. Jaejoong was on his cell phone talking to Changmin.
“Changmin says there’s nothing amiss at the house,” Jaejoong said.
Yunho nodded. “There won’t be. Security is tight.” He pulled out his phone and called Heechul.
“Hey, Bambi. What’s up?”
“Someone just took a shot at me.”
Heechul sighed. “Damn it. You alright?”
“Yeah, it splintered the window of my limo.”
A deep voice in the background asked what was wrong, and Heechul muttered something back.
“You think it was only a warning?” Heechul asked.
“Yeah.”
“So now what?”
“I don’t know. Business as usual, I guess.”
“You’re living a dangerous life, Bambi.”
“I know. Any more ideas about the mole?”
“No. We’re working on it. Angel is not happy. Even Kangin can’t get him out of his funk. Then again, he’s not really talking to anyone but me right now.”
“That’s probably the safest.”
“Yeah, we’ve cancelled meetings with all of us.”
“I’m going to get Micky to start talking,” Yunho said.
“Alright. Keep me updated.”
“I will.”
Yunho hung up and called Yoochun. As soon as he answered, Yunho said, “If you value your balls, you will be at my house within the hour.” And then he hung up.
Yoona had not calmed down. Yunho joined Junsu on the floor, holding her tightly. “I wish I could say something to comfort you, but-”
“Not now, Yunho,” Jaejoong said. “You’re so insensitive.”
That made Yoona laugh.
“You saved him from an awkward courtship by saying yes,” Jaejoong said. “But most of me wishes I had watched him fumble his way around a woman, if only for the entertainment.”
Yunho glared at him as Yoona sat up and wiped at her eyes. “You’re about to be cut off from sex.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yeah, right. Junsu would never say no to me.”
Junsu smiled at Yunho. “He’s right. Sorry.”
“Mutiny,” Yunho muttered and nuzzled Yoona’s neck. “Save me from them.”
“Asking shelter from a woman who you don’t treat well?” Jaejoong said. “Yeah, that will work.”
“He’s right,” Yoona said.
“He’s always right,” Yunho said.
“Every time I think this isn’t worth it, Jaejoong makes me smile,” Yoona said. “So instead of threatening him with no sex, you should be thanking him from your knees.”
Yunho looked up at Jaejoong with a smile. “He gets enough thanks.”
“Not lately,” Jaejoong said darkly.
“Too true,” Junsu echoed. He sat up on the seat next to Jaejoong. “He’s been holding out on us.”
“You two are insatiable,” Yunho said.
“Irresistible,” Jaejoong corrected.
~}|{~
Yoochun was waiting for them when their limo pulled up. Again, he had a single slave with him, naked save for a pair of tight orange boxers.
“Your man would not let me up,” Yoochun said.
“Good,” Yunho replied.
Jaejoong and Junsu shielded Yoona as they made their way inside.
“Traveling in a substandard limo,” Yoochun said with a nod at the broken window.
“Someone tried to shoot me.”
“Who?”
“Your guess is as good as mine. Come on.”
Yunho led the way into the elevator. Once inside their apartment, he turned to Yoona. “Go relax, okay?”
“Yunho,” she said with a frown.
“I’m worried about you.”
“I’m fine now.”
“You can take a bath, take a nap-”
“I feel like you’re trying to get rid of me.”
Yunho opened his mouth and then shut it. He nodded. “Okay.” He turned to Yoochun, but Yoochun was leering at Changmin. Changmin had his arms crossed, and he met Yoochun’s eyes without any fear.
“Sit down, Yoochun,” Yunho said and pointed to a chair.
“Something tells me I’m not here for sex and crumpets,” he said as he sat down.
“You’re going to tell me what you know, or you’re going to lose your testicles, and I’ll let Changmin and
Junsu remove them.”
Yoochun smirked. “You wouldn’t.”
“You’re right. I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t be able to, but you haven’t hurt me like you’ve hurt them. I’m pretty sure that Changmin would have already relieved you of your cock and balls if it wasn’t for Jaejoong holding him back. Now talk.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Who’s giving you information?”
“I don’t know.”
“What?”
“I don’t know. I listen when Senator Bi talks. He knows about Angel and he knows about Doushite.”
Yunho pondered him and then looked back at Jaejoong.
“What’s going on with Doushite?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun shrugged. “I heard him say once that there was a rebel faction causing problems, but that was a month or so ago.”
Jaejoong and Changmin met each others’ eyes and nodded.
“Bi says they’re princes,” Yoochun said with a smirk.
“They are, so you should start learning to grovel from your knees,” Yunho said. “What else?”
“I don’t know.”
“You lie.”
Yoochun shrugged. “I’m good at lying, yes, but I’m better at fucking, and I like my cock and balls where they’re at, thank you.”
“Besides that, tell me why you warned me and why you’re doing this.”
“What does Bi have to offer me that I don’t already have? He’s a Senator, big deal, so is my uncle. My father is a Governor, only second to yours. My place in society is secured by my birth right, but my status is not.”
“You’re such a bastard,” Yunho said.
“So you’ve said many times. So what?”
Yunho glanced down at the slave on the floor. “You haven’t bought a new slave?”
“No.”
He nodded. “Anything else?”
Yoochun shook his head. “I’d tell you if there was.”
“What about Cho Kyuhyun?” Yunho asked.
“What about him?”
“He’s pretty tight with Bi.”
“No, he’s not. Bi doesn’t trust him.”
“So you don’t think he’s the spy?”
“No. Bi is only doing typical things with Kyuhyun while Kyuhyun learns how to be a proper Senator, but they don’t talk. Bi has actually told me that he’s suspicious that Kyuhyun is part of your resistance, but he has no evidence.”
“See, now that was helpful,” Yunho said and patted Yoochun’s head.
Yoochun scowled. “You went to Siwon’s a few weeks ago, right? For a meeting?”
Yunho nodded, carefully. “And?”
“I remember … it’s a bit hazy because we were drunk and I was fucking someone at the time, but Bi and Seven and Jiyong were talking about it, and about you. But the only thing that I remember Bi saying is never trust a dead man.”
Yunho froze. “Dead?”
“Yeah. I know they were talking about who Bi gets his information from. Jiyong asked him what he meant, and BI just said never trust a dead man. Bi said it twice. That’s why I remember.”
Yunho shut his eyes, and then pulled out his phone. He called Heechul again.
“Someone better be dying,” Heechul said, voice breathless.
“Worse. It’s Kangin.”
“What?”
“It’s. Kangin.”
There was silence on the other line. “You’re sure.”
“Yeah. “
“But he’s dead.”
“That’s why I’m sure. There are only three of you who are dead, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then it’s Kangin, unless it’s you or Angel.”
“Fuck. Can you get to Angel’s in an hour?”
Yunho looked over at Yoochun. “Yeah. May have to slip a micky though.”
“No, don’t. Is he there?”
“Yeah. That’s how I know who it is.”
“Blindfold him. Bring him with you. Angel is going to want to talk to his cousin.”
Heechul hung up. Yunho stared at his phone and sighed. “Jaejoong, you’re coming with me. Su, Changmin, stay here with Yoona.”
“Where are you going?” Junsu asked.
He met Yoochun’s eyes. “We are going to Angel’s.”
“I’m not,” Yoochun said. “He wants to kill me.”
“If he wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead,” Yunho said. “Come on. Leave your slave here. Changmin, feed him, let him sleep.”
Changmin nodded.
Yoona stepped in front of Yunho. “You’ll be alright?”
Yunho smiled. “I can’t promise you that, NaNa.”
“Do you have to be so honest all the time?” she asked and smacked his arm. “Sometimes it’s okay to lie.”
“I will be fine,” Yunho said. “There, happy.”
Yoona hugged him. “No.”
Yunho kissed her head. “Call your friend. I want us in a different house next week.”
“I will.”
Yunho moved to Junsu. He hugged him tightly and kissed him for a few extra minutes.
“You are a bastard,” Junsu said. “Don’t give me a goodbye kiss.”
“It’s not.”
Changmin chuckled. “Leave him alone. He’s probably never been in a situation like this.”
“Have you?” Junsu asked.
Changmin nodded. “Jaejoong and I always had assassins after us.”
Jaejoong scoffed. “Don’t romanticize it like that. They were nothing more than pests.”
“And that scar on your side?”
“Merely a bite.”
“That almost killed you.”
“But you saved me. My hero,” Jaejoong said.
Changmin snorted. “Do you have a weapon?” he asked Yunho.
Yunho nodded. “Yeah. I should probably carry it.”
“It should be your best friend.”
Yunho went into his bedroom. He took two ties from the closet to blindfold Yoochun and then unlocked a cabinet and took out his magnum 45. He made sure it was loaded, turned on the safety and tucked it into the back of his pants. He had no reason to worry Yoona further, so he made sure the gun was hidden under his jacket. He kissed her and Junsu again, and then led the way down to his car.
"Do you know how to drive?"
Jaejoong nodded. "I've learned."
"Then you're driving. Yoochun, backseat."
"I don't mind being behind Jaejoong."
Yunho smacked him. "Shut up."
Yoochun climbed into the car and as soon as he was seated and seat-belted, Yunho slipped a tie around his hands, and then over his eyes.
"Kinky," Yoochun said with a smirk. "Gonna shove that gun up my ass?"
"And pull the trigger. Shut up."
Jaejoong buckled into the driver's seat. "Are these windows bullet proof?"
"Yes. Stronger than the limo windows."
"Good."
Jaejoong started the engine, put the SUV into reverse and backed out of the spot. Yunho sent Heechul a text saying they were on their way. Jaejoong drove like he had been doing it all his life. He held the wheel loosely with one hand, the other on the stick shift. He never missed a gear. He looked utterly relaxed. Yunho wans't really surprised. Jaejoong's ability to adapt to an entirely different world amazed him.
"This is really unnecessary," Yoochun said a few minutes later. "I don't give a fuck where my cousin lives. I'm not going to voluntarily subject myself to the slums."
"Should we gag him?" Jaejoong muttered in Doushiten, though it took Yunho a moment to translate it in his head.
"No, he'd like that too much."
"What are you two saying? God, how the mighty have fallen. Learning the language of slaves."
"He's a prince, if you'll remember. And king on his own planet."
"Whatever. Even a prince can suck on a cock."
"God, you're a bastard."
"Um, Yunho," Jaejoong said carefully.
"What?"
"That black car pulled in front of us just as the one behind pulled behind us."
"Fuck."
Yunho sent Heechul another text. We're being followed
Fuck. Where are you?
Yunho told them the cross streets they just passed.
Alright. Follow my directions
A white piece of paper was put up on the back of the car in front of them. It slowed, forcing Jaejoong to slam on the brakes. The paper said, "Follow us."
"Yeah, no."
"What's going on?" Yoochun asked. "I swear if you get me killed--"
"It will be your own damn fault," Yunho said. "Turn right at the next street."
"That car didn't."
"Good. Don't speed though. We don't want to draw unnecessary attention to ourselves."
For fifteen minutes, Yunho directed Jaejoong deeper and deeper into the slum districts. The car that had been leading him fell in line behind.
I see you. There is an alley about 500 feet ahead of you. On the left. Pull into it far enough to get both cars inside it too and stop, get out of the car and do the whole, hands up thing.
Okay, but you're crazy
Love you, too, Bambi
Jaejoong followed the instructions.
"Yoochun," Yunho said, as he reached behind him and unbuckled Yoochun's seatbelt, "you might want to get on the floor."
Jaejoong and Yunho opened the car doors and followed the instructions from the men who followed them to put their hands up and walk to the back of the car. Four guns trained on them.
"You should have done as you were told," one of the men said, "and this would all be over and you'd be at home."
Yunho snorted. "What do you want?"
"Someone wants to talk to you."
"Someone wants to kill me."
"You're rebelling."
"You're stalling. If you're going to shoot me, shoot me."
"We aren't going to shoot you, but you need to come with us."
"Why? Says who?"
"You're more into this than you realize, Yunho-shi. Just come with us and we'll explain."
"Yeah, no thanks."
"We'll immobilize you and your slave if we have to."
"Oh, that's not a good idea," another voice said, and a moment later, there were guns pointed at the four men. Masked gunmen above in the fireescapes and below behind and next to them. Yunho recognized most of them from their body type.
A man walked between Yunho and the gunmen and Yunho fought a snarl, recognizing Kangin. But Heechul was right next to him. "Put your weapons down or we start shooting. We don't care about leaving dead bodies."
After a nod from their leader, the men's guns were dropped. Another smaller figure gathered them up. Probably Donghae.
"Now, are you going to answer questions about who sent you to follow Yunho, or are you going to die?"
Yunho recognized the voice that asked as Angel's.
"He has a hit on him; we're protecting him from that."
Chuckles echoed around the alley.
"Which is why you just threatened to hurt him. Nice. Next lie?"
"It's not a lie. The government cannot afford to lose the Jung Family Heir. We need to protect him."
"He's pretty well protected, if you ask me," Heechul said. "Who put a hit on him?"
"The resistance leader Angel."
More laughter.
"Who are you?" a man asked.
"Guardian Angels," Heechul said and then they all laughed.
A masked gunman put the barrel of his pistol to one of their heads.
"Tell me who sent you," Angel said.
"We did."
Yunho jumped at the gunshot, and the man slumped forward, face gone and replaced by a seething mess of blood and brains. The other three men tensed. The gunman moved up to the next one.
"Why did they send you?" Angel said again.
"Yunho is in danger. He's fraternizing with those that are trying to undermine the government and he needs to be reigned in before he becomes a threat."
"Seems like he's already a threat," Angel said, and there was another gun shot.
"That's all we know," the first man said, voice desperate.
Silence filled the alley.
"I'm going to ask you some questions," Heechul said, and put the gun in the first man's mouth. "They'll be yes or no. Just nod or shake you head to answer me."
The man nodded quickly.
"Were you sent to kill Yunho?" He shook his head.
"Were you sent by Yunho's father?" He nodded his head.
"Does Yunho's father or any other government official have a spy in Angel's ranks?" The man's eyes went wide and he nodded.
"Do you know who that spy is?" Frantic head shaking. Heechul removed the gun. "Explain."
"We don't get our information from him. He's only known as the Informant."
Heechul nodded and put the gun back in his mouth. "Do you know who tried to shoot Yunho in his limo today?" Another frantic head shake.
"Do you know who really has a hit out on Yunho's life?" The man mumbled something, so Heechul pulled the gun back.
"No. He's a good target though. Him and his fiancé. We've gotten multiple threats to the offices."
"Yunho," Heechul said, "have you received any death threats?"
"No."
Heechul nodded. He lifted the gun, shot over the first guy’s shoulder. The side of the second guy’s head exploded all over the car. He slumped down, leaving a trail of blood and brains. "You take that second car. Tell the Governors that Yunho is already protected. Any further involvement from them is going to be deadly. Understand?"
The man nodded quickly. Heechul pushed him and he scampered back. There was silence until the man disappeared, and then Angel started directing the others to remove the bodies and the car. He and Heechul joined Yunho and Jaejoong in Yunho's car.
"Hi, cousin," Angel said after he pulled his mask off.
Yoochun grunted. "Hey. Nice party. Please tell me I can get a drink soon."
"Either that or a bullet," Heechul said.
Jaejoong drove, following Angel's silent directions to their main hide out. Everyone shuffled in and sat around the table. Angel paced, violently shoving off anyone that tried to touch him.
"Did you tell him?" Yunho whispered to Heechul
Heechul nodded.
Kangin sat silently with everyone else, and Yunho observed him. He didn't look worried at all.
An hour later, Shindong, Yesung and Eunhyuk returned from their disposal task.
Angel pulled his gun, pointed it at Kangin and said, "Why?"
Kangin looked confused, and it was pretty good acting.
"Hyung," Shindong said, but Heechul snapped at him to shut up.
"Why?" Angel said again, voice tight with disbelief and anger.
Angel pulled the hammer back on the gun. Kangin seemed to realize that he wasn't going to be able to play innocent on this. He smiled. "Is there any reason I can give you that will keep you from pulling that trigger?"
"No."
“Not even love?” Kangin asked.
Angel pulled the trigger. Kangin's body slumped forward. Angel stared at the bloody mess for a moment and then threw the gun to the floor. "We're moving. Everyone is being displaced until we find new headquarters."
"Don't worry, Teukkie," Heechul said. "Already on it."
"Okay. Leave the body here. Let's go. Yunho, give us a couple days to get resituated. Heechul will be in contact. Try not to get killed until then."
Yunho nodded. "You guys too."
Angel turned to Yoochun. "I'm assuming you're in."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really. Unless you'd rather die."
"Nope."
"Good.” He left. A door slammed. Slowly, the rest of the others trickled out of the room, leaving only Yunho, Jaejoong, Heechul and Yoochun.
“He probably should have gotten some information out of him first,” Yunho said.
“You should have said that to him,” Heechul said with a smirk.
“Tell an emotionally unstable man with a gun who just shot his lover that he fucked up? Yeah, no thanks.”
Heechul smiled. “Yeah. I get to go talk to him.” Heechul looked at Jaejoong and then smiled. He said something in Doushiten and then pulled Yunho to him for a kiss.
“Don’t get yourself killed, Bambi,” he whispered into the kiss. “Being dead sucks.”
Yunho nodded. “I won’t. Be careful.”
“You, too. Love you.”
“Love you.”
Heechul said something else in Doushiten and then left the room.
Yunho stared at the mess for a little longer, and then Jaejoong touched his shoulder. Yunho nodded, and they left. No one said anything on the way back to Yunho’s.
Part 20: The Peace
Part 18: The Plan
Part 17: The Proposal
Part 16: The Persuasion
Part 15: The Pleasure
Part 14: The Pretties
Part 13: The Persuit
Part 12: The Penance
Part 11: The Pabo
Part 10: The Persistence
Part 9: The Press
Part 8: The Puppet
Part 7: The Pressure
Part 6: The Politics
Part 5: The Party
Part 4: The Proposition
Part 3: The Problem
Part 2: The Prince
Part 1: The Purchase
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