Rising Creatures of the East 1/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 1/???
Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
This fic is solely for fun. No offense is meant to DBSK or their fans.
Chapter 1:
“Changmin!”
Junsu went down the hallway and pounded on Changmin’s bedroom door.
“Changmin, you stupid, walking corpse, you open this door right this instant!”
The door flew open. Junsu glared up at him. Changmin scrunched his face. Not always the best idea since his skin was no longer as pretty as it was when he was alive. The crinkles tended to stay until he could get to a mirror and flatten them out.
What did he do now?
“What did I do?” Changmin asked.
Junsu lifted up his foot. A slightly, smelly glob of fleshy, green goo was stuck to his $400 Guccis.
“How many times have I told you to pick up after yourself?”
“Sorry, sorry, hyung. Sometimes I don’t notice.”
“Don’t notice. You don’t notice? You leave a fucking chunk of your body and you don’t notice?”
Changmin shrugged. “It comes with being a zombie, I guess. Don’t worry, hyung. I’ll clean it up.”
There was loud knocking from the door next to Changmin’s.
“Shut the hell up,” Yoochun shouted. “Some of us have to sleep during the day.”
Junsu thought of Yoochun shouting. His mouth open wide. Sometimes when he was angry like that, his fangs would extend a little. Junsu shivered.
“Sorry, hyung,” Changmin called. He shut the door of his room and went to the kitchen for cleaning supplies.
Yoochun waited for Junsu’s footsteps, but they never came. Even if the guy was an elf and light on his feet, Yoochun could usually hear him. He could most certainly smell him. Junsu was still in the hallway. He smelled different than the rest. Changmin stank, but after a few days, Yoochun grew used to it. Jaejoong smelled like light. Yoochun knew that wasn’t a way to describe it, but if he could go out in the sun, and if the sun had a smell that’s how that beautiful faerie would smell.
Junsu. Well, Junsu smelled like dessert. Like chocolate and cherries and mochi and brown sugar all at once.
Yoochun had no idea if all elves smelled that way. He didn’t really care. He heard Junsu sigh, and then he lost the sound of soft footfalls as Junsu entered the living room. He moved around his dark room and sat at the end of his bed. He hadn’t really been asleep despite how much he needed it. It was just so hard to sleep after drinking a liter of animal blood.
After the lady who brought him his rations told him that all she had was rat’s blood, Yoochun stopped asking what kind it was. It all tasted foul, like he was drinking blood mixed with sand.
Human blood was a distant memory.
He fought down nausea. Even if it was gross, it was better than dying from the lack of it. He tried not to think about what Junsu’s blood would taste like.
Junsu sat heavily on the couch.
“Junsu, baby,” Jaejoong crooned. “Don’t wrinkle your forehead like that. It’s most unattractive.”
Junsu glared at him, but Jaejoong wasn’t paying attention. He held a mirror in front of him. His hair turned from red to blond, and then a mixture of the two, before setting into a color Junsu could only describe as cinnamon.
“It doesn’t matter what color you choose, hyung,” Junsu said.
Jaejoong flashed his perfect smile at Junsu. “I know I’m always beautiful. What are you all flustered about anyway?”
“Nothing I want to talk about,” Junsu said and slouched into the couch.
Jaejoong tsked at him. “Sit up straight, Elf. Your race is entirely too emotional.”
“Better than vain.”
“I am not vain. Just because I enjoy being beautiful-”
“Are you sure your name isn’t Narcissus?”
Jae didn’t scowl because there was no way he’d allow a wrinkle to mar his face. “Don’t take your anger out on me. Whatever is bothering you, you need to deal with it, not bring your problems to the rest of us.”
“I’m hungry.”
They both looked up at Changmin. Junsu rolled his eyes. Changmin was always hungry.
“So eat something,” Jaejoong said.
“We’re out of meat.”
“Are you a child? Go buy some.”
Changmin gulped.
Jaejoong smirked. Changmin going out into the street was dangerous. Especially by himself.
“Come with me.”
Jae’s mouth opened in shock. “At this time of day? The sun would scorch my perfectly ivory skin.”
“Man, if Yoochun can go out with sunscreen on, so can you, you fragile, vain faerie.”
“You go with him,” Jae said.
Junsu said no. “He ruined my Gucci’s.”
“Oh, go buy another pair.”
“Shut up!” Yoochun shouted from his room. His strong voice reverberated through the apartment.
Junsu shivered and licked his lips.
Jae smirked at him. So that’s what the dear elf was agonizing over. Jae filed the moment away, intent on teasing Junsu whenever he could.
Changmin was shifting his weight from foot to foot. “So hungry.”
“Stop doing that!” Junsu shouted as the unmistakable splat and splash of flesh hit the wood floor.
Jae stood up. He moved to the window, careful to keep out of the direct light, he stuck his head out. There were quite a few girls on the sidewalk. One saw him, squealed and then the others were pointing up at him.
“Hello, ladies,” he said with a smile. “Changmin’s hungry again.”
“He can eat my brains!”
“No, mine! Mine are better! I get better grades than you do, Sahar!”
“Shut up, Lexy! You’re stupid! Pretty brains taste better.”
“Ladies,” Jae said. “He just needs some meat.”
“I’ll get it!”
“No, I will!”
The two girls rushed off. Jae went back to the living room.
“Hyung,” Changmin whined. “How many times have I asked you not to encourage them?”
Jae waved him off. He had his head out the window longer than he meant to. He conjured up his mirror again and then lengthened it. He preened. Nope, not enough to darken his skin at all. He turned around, making sure his pearlescent wings landed correctly on his back. The open back of his shirt had a fold in it. With careful movements and a bit of magic, his long fingers straightened the offending material.
“Stupid faerie,” Junsu said and stood up. “You’re too beautiful.”
“Too bad I’m not a vampire,” Jae said.
Junsu stopped and turned; he snarled.
Jaejoong smiled. “Not intimidating, my diminutive elf friend. A snap of my fingers and you’d be uglier than Changmin.”
“Hey!” Changmin said. “Just because you’re perfect doesn’t mean you can make fun of me. I do my best. I’m dead! How am I supposed to look like you when I’m dead! Just wait until you die!”
“Faeries turn to liquid when they die and either float away on the breeze or-”
Junsu scoffed. “I always knew you were full of piss and wind.”
“I swear if you three don’t shut up, I’m going to go vampire lord on all of your asses!”
Junsu used the distraction to head to his room. Only Yoochun noticed that his footsteps slowed as he walked by the vampire’s door.
Jaejoong went back to preening, and Changmin had to once again clean up flesh from the floor. It was only this bad when he was hungry. Unfortunately he was always hungry.
The doorbell rang. Jaejoong unfurled his wings and flew the two feet to the door. He opened it. The young man on the other side looked like he was about to say something, but of course, lost himself in looking at Jaejoong’s beauty. Jaejoong knew his side profile wasn’t nearly as debilitating as looking at him right on, so he turned his head to the side.
“Uh, these are for Changmin hyung,” he muttered and held out his hands.
Jaejoong could smell the meat, and he sniffed in disdain.
“Changmin, it’s someone from your fan club.”
Changmin was suddenly next to him. Jae moved away quickly and inspected his body for any Changmin-flaking.
“Oh, Sylver, my hero. Come in, come in.”
Footsteps pounded up the stairs. Sylver looked back through the door just before it closed and smirked at the shocked faces of Lexy and Sahar. The girls had run to a market and he just lived in the building. Of course, his parents were going to kill him when they found tonight’s dinner gone. But it was for Changmin, and he’d do just about anything for Changmin.
---
Across town, a brooding werewolf received some very bad new.
“I’m sorry, Yunho-shi, but there’s nothing we can do. No one likes the Werewolves anymore. Sure, the girls all love you, but your band mates look like … well, half men, half wolves all the time. You’re one of the few that keeps his man shape during the month. And besides, we’re not kicking you out, just moving you.”
“Moving me?”
“Yes, we have a group that we’re working on. There’s always seemed to be one thing missing from it, and we think that you’re it.”
“What kind of group?”
The manager looked down and pulled at his collar. “Well, it’s an … integrated group.”
“Integrated?”
“Yes. You’ll be working with an elf, a zombie, a vampire and a faerie.”
Yunho sat in shock. This was a very daring venture. No entertainment company had tried to mix creatures before.
“Right now, the four of them are living in an apartment near here. Things are chaotic. They need a leader. You’re a great leader, so we’ve decided to pick you.”
Yunho still couldn’t say anything.
“Yunho-shi? Are you alright?”
Yunho shook his head. “I think I’d rather have you kick me out.”
The man laughed like Yunho had made a joke.
Chapter 2: Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean.
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Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
This fic is solely for fun. No offense is meant to DBSK or their fans.
Chapter 1:
“Changmin!”
Junsu went down the hallway and pounded on Changmin’s bedroom door.
“Changmin, you stupid, walking corpse, you open this door right this instant!”
The door flew open. Junsu glared up at him. Changmin scrunched his face. Not always the best idea since his skin was no longer as pretty as it was when he was alive. The crinkles tended to stay until he could get to a mirror and flatten them out.
What did he do now?
“What did I do?” Changmin asked.
Junsu lifted up his foot. A slightly, smelly glob of fleshy, green goo was stuck to his $400 Guccis.
“How many times have I told you to pick up after yourself?”
“Sorry, sorry, hyung. Sometimes I don’t notice.”
“Don’t notice. You don’t notice? You leave a fucking chunk of your body and you don’t notice?”
Changmin shrugged. “It comes with being a zombie, I guess. Don’t worry, hyung. I’ll clean it up.”
There was loud knocking from the door next to Changmin’s.
“Shut the hell up,” Yoochun shouted. “Some of us have to sleep during the day.”
Junsu thought of Yoochun shouting. His mouth open wide. Sometimes when he was angry like that, his fangs would extend a little. Junsu shivered.
“Sorry, hyung,” Changmin called. He shut the door of his room and went to the kitchen for cleaning supplies.
Yoochun waited for Junsu’s footsteps, but they never came. Even if the guy was an elf and light on his feet, Yoochun could usually hear him. He could most certainly smell him. Junsu was still in the hallway. He smelled different than the rest. Changmin stank, but after a few days, Yoochun grew used to it. Jaejoong smelled like light. Yoochun knew that wasn’t a way to describe it, but if he could go out in the sun, and if the sun had a smell that’s how that beautiful faerie would smell.
Junsu. Well, Junsu smelled like dessert. Like chocolate and cherries and mochi and brown sugar all at once.
Yoochun had no idea if all elves smelled that way. He didn’t really care. He heard Junsu sigh, and then he lost the sound of soft footfalls as Junsu entered the living room. He moved around his dark room and sat at the end of his bed. He hadn’t really been asleep despite how much he needed it. It was just so hard to sleep after drinking a liter of animal blood.
After the lady who brought him his rations told him that all she had was rat’s blood, Yoochun stopped asking what kind it was. It all tasted foul, like he was drinking blood mixed with sand.
Human blood was a distant memory.
He fought down nausea. Even if it was gross, it was better than dying from the lack of it. He tried not to think about what Junsu’s blood would taste like.
Junsu sat heavily on the couch.
“Junsu, baby,” Jaejoong crooned. “Don’t wrinkle your forehead like that. It’s most unattractive.”
Junsu glared at him, but Jaejoong wasn’t paying attention. He held a mirror in front of him. His hair turned from red to blond, and then a mixture of the two, before setting into a color Junsu could only describe as cinnamon.
“It doesn’t matter what color you choose, hyung,” Junsu said.
Jaejoong flashed his perfect smile at Junsu. “I know I’m always beautiful. What are you all flustered about anyway?”
“Nothing I want to talk about,” Junsu said and slouched into the couch.
Jaejoong tsked at him. “Sit up straight, Elf. Your race is entirely too emotional.”
“Better than vain.”
“I am not vain. Just because I enjoy being beautiful-”
“Are you sure your name isn’t Narcissus?”
Jae didn’t scowl because there was no way he’d allow a wrinkle to mar his face. “Don’t take your anger out on me. Whatever is bothering you, you need to deal with it, not bring your problems to the rest of us.”
“I’m hungry.”
They both looked up at Changmin. Junsu rolled his eyes. Changmin was always hungry.
“So eat something,” Jaejoong said.
“We’re out of meat.”
“Are you a child? Go buy some.”
Changmin gulped.
Jaejoong smirked. Changmin going out into the street was dangerous. Especially by himself.
“Come with me.”
Jae’s mouth opened in shock. “At this time of day? The sun would scorch my perfectly ivory skin.”
“Man, if Yoochun can go out with sunscreen on, so can you, you fragile, vain faerie.”
“You go with him,” Jae said.
Junsu said no. “He ruined my Gucci’s.”
“Oh, go buy another pair.”
“Shut up!” Yoochun shouted from his room. His strong voice reverberated through the apartment.
Junsu shivered and licked his lips.
Jae smirked at him. So that’s what the dear elf was agonizing over. Jae filed the moment away, intent on teasing Junsu whenever he could.
Changmin was shifting his weight from foot to foot. “So hungry.”
“Stop doing that!” Junsu shouted as the unmistakable splat and splash of flesh hit the wood floor.
Jae stood up. He moved to the window, careful to keep out of the direct light, he stuck his head out. There were quite a few girls on the sidewalk. One saw him, squealed and then the others were pointing up at him.
“Hello, ladies,” he said with a smile. “Changmin’s hungry again.”
“He can eat my brains!”
“No, mine! Mine are better! I get better grades than you do, Sahar!”
“Shut up, Lexy! You’re stupid! Pretty brains taste better.”
“Ladies,” Jae said. “He just needs some meat.”
“I’ll get it!”
“No, I will!”
The two girls rushed off. Jae went back to the living room.
“Hyung,” Changmin whined. “How many times have I asked you not to encourage them?”
Jae waved him off. He had his head out the window longer than he meant to. He conjured up his mirror again and then lengthened it. He preened. Nope, not enough to darken his skin at all. He turned around, making sure his pearlescent wings landed correctly on his back. The open back of his shirt had a fold in it. With careful movements and a bit of magic, his long fingers straightened the offending material.
“Stupid faerie,” Junsu said and stood up. “You’re too beautiful.”
“Too bad I’m not a vampire,” Jae said.
Junsu stopped and turned; he snarled.
Jaejoong smiled. “Not intimidating, my diminutive elf friend. A snap of my fingers and you’d be uglier than Changmin.”
“Hey!” Changmin said. “Just because you’re perfect doesn’t mean you can make fun of me. I do my best. I’m dead! How am I supposed to look like you when I’m dead! Just wait until you die!”
“Faeries turn to liquid when they die and either float away on the breeze or-”
Junsu scoffed. “I always knew you were full of piss and wind.”
“I swear if you three don’t shut up, I’m going to go vampire lord on all of your asses!”
Junsu used the distraction to head to his room. Only Yoochun noticed that his footsteps slowed as he walked by the vampire’s door.
Jaejoong went back to preening, and Changmin had to once again clean up flesh from the floor. It was only this bad when he was hungry. Unfortunately he was always hungry.
The doorbell rang. Jaejoong unfurled his wings and flew the two feet to the door. He opened it. The young man on the other side looked like he was about to say something, but of course, lost himself in looking at Jaejoong’s beauty. Jaejoong knew his side profile wasn’t nearly as debilitating as looking at him right on, so he turned his head to the side.
“Uh, these are for Changmin hyung,” he muttered and held out his hands.
Jaejoong could smell the meat, and he sniffed in disdain.
“Changmin, it’s someone from your fan club.”
Changmin was suddenly next to him. Jae moved away quickly and inspected his body for any Changmin-flaking.
“Oh, Sylver, my hero. Come in, come in.”
Footsteps pounded up the stairs. Sylver looked back through the door just before it closed and smirked at the shocked faces of Lexy and Sahar. The girls had run to a market and he just lived in the building. Of course, his parents were going to kill him when they found tonight’s dinner gone. But it was for Changmin, and he’d do just about anything for Changmin.
---
Across town, a brooding werewolf received some very bad new.
“I’m sorry, Yunho-shi, but there’s nothing we can do. No one likes the Werewolves anymore. Sure, the girls all love you, but your band mates look like … well, half men, half wolves all the time. You’re one of the few that keeps his man shape during the month. And besides, we’re not kicking you out, just moving you.”
“Moving me?”
“Yes, we have a group that we’re working on. There’s always seemed to be one thing missing from it, and we think that you’re it.”
“What kind of group?”
The manager looked down and pulled at his collar. “Well, it’s an … integrated group.”
“Integrated?”
“Yes. You’ll be working with an elf, a zombie, a vampire and a faerie.”
Yunho sat in shock. This was a very daring venture. No entertainment company had tried to mix creatures before.
“Right now, the four of them are living in an apartment near here. Things are chaotic. They need a leader. You’re a great leader, so we’ve decided to pick you.”
Yunho still couldn’t say anything.
“Yunho-shi? Are you alright?”
Yunho shook his head. “I think I’d rather have you kick me out.”
The man laughed like Yunho had made a joke.
Chapter 2: Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean.
.