Rising Creatures of the East 2/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 2/???
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 2:
Yoochun risked a peek out his curtains. Finally the sun was setting. Summer sucked. Long, long hours of daylight. Yeah, he could go out in it if he had to, like in the morning or evening, and as long as he caked his whole body with SPF-5000 ForVAMPS sunscreen. But never in the afternoon.
He paused at the door, located all the occupants in the apartment. The zombie was in the kitchen as always. Jaejoong was in his room. Junsu was alone. In the living room.
Yoochun glided there. He stood in the slightly darkened hallway and watched the back of Junsu’s head. That sweet, melt-in-your-mouth, hopefully-in-your-hand scent assailed his nose. Deep breath.
Junsu heard him. Elf hearing was only second to vampire hearing.
He smiled. “Yoochun, glad you could join the world of the living.”
“I told you, I don’t die when the sun comes up. It just burns my skin.”
“I know,” he said and patted the couch next to him. “I’m just teasing.”
Yoochun sat across from him instead. That close and he might do something stupid. And illegal.
Junsu frowned when Yoochun didn’t sit next to him, but then decided he liked this better. He could stare at Yoochun from here. And stare he did.
“Are you writing any new songs?” Junsu asked.
He smiled and Junsu was disappointed that he didn’t show teeth. “I’m always writing new songs. Are they good songs? Not usually.”
Junsu giggled. “Liar. All your songs are good. I can hear you sing them when you think no one is home.”
I sing them because I know you can hear them, Yoochun thought.
Soft, precise, pretty footsteps come down the hall. Yoochun wasn’t sure how a footstep could be pretty, but Jaejoong made them that way. Just like he couldn’t describe how Jae smelled like light, he couldn’t describe a pretty footstep.
“Hello, lovers,” Jae crooned.
Yoochun raised his eyebrows. But when that sweet Elf smell sparked through the air, he shot his eyes to a very blushing Junsu.
Before Jae could make fun of Junsu’s red face, his phone beeped. And then Junsu’s phone beeped and so did Yoochun’s. There was a chirp from the kitchen. They all flipped open their phones.
“Cancel your plans. Stay at the apartment. Bringing someone new,” Yoochun read out loud.
“Thank you, genius vampire. I didn’t know you could learn to read under the cover of darkness.”
Yoochun replied, “Electricity. It’s just like you. Controlled light, but without the attitude and I can turn electricity off.”
“You turn me on,” Jae said with a leer.
Yoochun knew that was a lie, but in the corner of his eye, he saw Junsu scowl. Interesting.
“Hyungs,” Changmin said as he came into the living room. “I made hamburgers.”
The three of them winced. The last time they’d eaten food prepared by Changmin, they’d eaten Changmin, too.
“You save them for yourself,” Junsu said. “I don’t think we’re hungry.”
“Definitely not for meat,” Jae muttered.
There was a knock on the door. Jaejoong got up to answer it. Well, Changmin thought, he didn’t get up. It was more like he rose majestically and made the air move for him so it wouldn’t blemish his perfect skin.
There was a splat behind him. He cursed. Stupid skin. He blamed Seungri for his current predicament. It was his own fault for getting drunk with a zombie. Seungri had wasted no time in taking a bite out of him as soon as Changmin was incoherent. Changmin hoped that was all Seungri had done to him, but he couldn’t remember. He shivered.
Splat.
The four of them stood and bowed as one of their human managers walked through the door. He was followed by a tall, attractive young man that all the other young men in the apartment recognized.
“A werewolf?” Yoochun spat. “What is the matter with you people up in management?”
“Yoochun,” Jaejoong admonished. “Is that anyway to greet someone?”
He turned to Yunho. And yeah, he was gorgeous. Too bad about the wolf thing. He was almost good looking enough to be a faerie. Almost. “I am Jaejoong,” he said with a bow. “I don’t shake hands. Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean. Aren’t I beautiful?”
The werewolf had the audacity to scoff. And that made Yoochun and Junsu snicker. Jaejoong flipped his hair, which he had grown out long for the evening and turned his back on the newcomer. He pulled out a mirror, relaxing when he saw his beautiful face staring back at him.
“Narcissus,” Junsu muttered.
“Jealous,” Jaejoong replied.
“Anyway,” the manager said. “Boys, this is Jung Yunho. He’s going to be the leader of this group. That’s Yoochun, he’s a vampire. Junsu the elf and Changmin is a zombie. Jaejoong’s a faerie, if you couldn’t tell.”
Yunho didn’t need the introductions. He could smell what kind of creatures they all were.
“Well, I’ll let you all get acquainted,” the manager said.
The manager left. Yunho surveyed the others in the living room. The elf was staring at the vampire. The vampire was staring at Yunho, distrust in his eyes. The zombie was eating … was that a cheeseburger? And the faerie was looking in a mirror making kissy faces at his reflection. He had to lead these guys?
“Are you hungry, Yunho hyung?” Changmin asked. “I made cheeseburgers.”
“No,” Junsu said and rose swiftly. “Don’t eat what Changmin cooks unless you like a little cooked zombie with your food.”
“What?” Changmin said.
“Tastes like tofu actually,” Yunho said with a shrug. “I’ve eaten my share on wild, full moon nights.”
Changmin swallowed and turned a darker shade of green.
Yunho grinned, showing all of his canines. “I may want a snack later, corpse boy.”
“That’s just disgusting,” Jaejoong said. “Why the hell did I let Heechul talk me into joining this stupid entertainment business?”
His wings snapped open, and he flittered through the house. His door slammed.
“So, Fido,” Yoochun said, and the werewolf growled at him, “as our new leader, what do you propose we do to form a cohesive group?”
“Disband and do something else,” Yunho replied quickly. “This integrated stuff is shit. Where’s my bedroom?”
“With me,” Junsu said. “It’s a four bedroom flat, but for obvious reasons both Yoochun and Changmin have their own rooms, and trust me, you don’t want to share with Jaejoong.”
Yunho sighed in relief. Of all the creatures, elves were really the most tolerant. “Lead the way.”
Yoochun watched and then listened to them walk down the hall. When Yunho said something and Junsu laughed, Yoochun snarled. A werewolf? A werewolf? A WEREWOLF? He tried taking deep breaths. He didn’t have too much time to be really angry. Junsu’s scent was moving toward him again. It stopped in the kitchen.
“Yoochun,” Junsu called. “Isn’t it time for your feeding?”
“I don’t want it,” Yoochun said.
“Too bad,” Junsu said and came out in the living room holding a jar full of red liquid.
They met each others eyes for a moment. One thinking how he wanted to suck the other’s blood and the other thinking how he wanted the other to suck his blood.
“Um, I can heat it up for you, if that makes it better,” Junsu muttered.
“Nothing can make that shit better,” Yoochun said and rose. He took the jar from Junsu and headed to the sink. He always drank it over the sink, just in case it came back up.
Junsu knew that Yoochun hated it when people watched him drink blood, but he couldn’t move. His feet were planted firmly on the tiled floor. Yoochun twisted the lid off, turned sideways and gripped the sink with one hand. He took a deep breath, made a face and then put the jar to his lips. He guzzled it. Junsu’s eyes went wide as he watched Yoochun’s Adam’s apple bob up and down. A tiny bit trickled from the side of the jar.
Junsu whimpered. The noise was almost enough to make Yoochun stop drinking, but if he stopped, then he’d just have to start again. Better to get it over with in one go.
“God, that shit is nasty,” he said as he yanked the jar from his mouth. He ran his tongue over his fangs. They always extended when he drank blood, but they ached too. Drinking from a can and sinking into soft flesh were completely different. His fangs wanted to feed. Every time they were down, they pulsed trying to suck.
He rinsed the jar out and washed his hands. He gulped down a large glass of water.
And without that awful shit in his face, he could smell Junsu again. He turned to the other man and frowned. Junsu looked like he was about to fall over.
“Junsu, did I get all the blood out of my teeth?” Yoochun flashed him full fangs.
Junsu’s eyes fluttered and he made a noise. Yoochun’s amazing sense of smell picked up a moment of arousal and then it was buried.
“Junsu.”
The other man didn’t flinch. He was definitely looking at Yoochun, but not in his eyes. At his mouth. Why was he looking at his mouth? He waved a hand in front of his face and then snapped his fingers.
Junsu jerked alert.
“You okay?”
Junsu swallowed and turned away. “Yeah. I’m fine, fangs. Um, I mean. Thanks.”
He hurried from the kitchen. It was the bathroom door that slammed.
Chapter 3: Jae waited for the three of them to swoon or something.
Chapter 1: I swear if you three don’t shut up, I’m going to go vampire lord on all of your asses!”
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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 2:
Yoochun risked a peek out his curtains. Finally the sun was setting. Summer sucked. Long, long hours of daylight. Yeah, he could go out in it if he had to, like in the morning or evening, and as long as he caked his whole body with SPF-5000 ForVAMPS sunscreen. But never in the afternoon.
He paused at the door, located all the occupants in the apartment. The zombie was in the kitchen as always. Jaejoong was in his room. Junsu was alone. In the living room.
Yoochun glided there. He stood in the slightly darkened hallway and watched the back of Junsu’s head. That sweet, melt-in-your-mouth, hopefully-in-your-hand scent assailed his nose. Deep breath.
Junsu heard him. Elf hearing was only second to vampire hearing.
He smiled. “Yoochun, glad you could join the world of the living.”
“I told you, I don’t die when the sun comes up. It just burns my skin.”
“I know,” he said and patted the couch next to him. “I’m just teasing.”
Yoochun sat across from him instead. That close and he might do something stupid. And illegal.
Junsu frowned when Yoochun didn’t sit next to him, but then decided he liked this better. He could stare at Yoochun from here. And stare he did.
“Are you writing any new songs?” Junsu asked.
He smiled and Junsu was disappointed that he didn’t show teeth. “I’m always writing new songs. Are they good songs? Not usually.”
Junsu giggled. “Liar. All your songs are good. I can hear you sing them when you think no one is home.”
I sing them because I know you can hear them, Yoochun thought.
Soft, precise, pretty footsteps come down the hall. Yoochun wasn’t sure how a footstep could be pretty, but Jaejoong made them that way. Just like he couldn’t describe how Jae smelled like light, he couldn’t describe a pretty footstep.
“Hello, lovers,” Jae crooned.
Yoochun raised his eyebrows. But when that sweet Elf smell sparked through the air, he shot his eyes to a very blushing Junsu.
Before Jae could make fun of Junsu’s red face, his phone beeped. And then Junsu’s phone beeped and so did Yoochun’s. There was a chirp from the kitchen. They all flipped open their phones.
“Cancel your plans. Stay at the apartment. Bringing someone new,” Yoochun read out loud.
“Thank you, genius vampire. I didn’t know you could learn to read under the cover of darkness.”
Yoochun replied, “Electricity. It’s just like you. Controlled light, but without the attitude and I can turn electricity off.”
“You turn me on,” Jae said with a leer.
Yoochun knew that was a lie, but in the corner of his eye, he saw Junsu scowl. Interesting.
“Hyungs,” Changmin said as he came into the living room. “I made hamburgers.”
The three of them winced. The last time they’d eaten food prepared by Changmin, they’d eaten Changmin, too.
“You save them for yourself,” Junsu said. “I don’t think we’re hungry.”
“Definitely not for meat,” Jae muttered.
There was a knock on the door. Jaejoong got up to answer it. Well, Changmin thought, he didn’t get up. It was more like he rose majestically and made the air move for him so it wouldn’t blemish his perfect skin.
There was a splat behind him. He cursed. Stupid skin. He blamed Seungri for his current predicament. It was his own fault for getting drunk with a zombie. Seungri had wasted no time in taking a bite out of him as soon as Changmin was incoherent. Changmin hoped that was all Seungri had done to him, but he couldn’t remember. He shivered.
Splat.
The four of them stood and bowed as one of their human managers walked through the door. He was followed by a tall, attractive young man that all the other young men in the apartment recognized.
“A werewolf?” Yoochun spat. “What is the matter with you people up in management?”
“Yoochun,” Jaejoong admonished. “Is that anyway to greet someone?”
He turned to Yunho. And yeah, he was gorgeous. Too bad about the wolf thing. He was almost good looking enough to be a faerie. Almost. “I am Jaejoong,” he said with a bow. “I don’t shake hands. Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean. Aren’t I beautiful?”
The werewolf had the audacity to scoff. And that made Yoochun and Junsu snicker. Jaejoong flipped his hair, which he had grown out long for the evening and turned his back on the newcomer. He pulled out a mirror, relaxing when he saw his beautiful face staring back at him.
“Narcissus,” Junsu muttered.
“Jealous,” Jaejoong replied.
“Anyway,” the manager said. “Boys, this is Jung Yunho. He’s going to be the leader of this group. That’s Yoochun, he’s a vampire. Junsu the elf and Changmin is a zombie. Jaejoong’s a faerie, if you couldn’t tell.”
Yunho didn’t need the introductions. He could smell what kind of creatures they all were.
“Well, I’ll let you all get acquainted,” the manager said.
The manager left. Yunho surveyed the others in the living room. The elf was staring at the vampire. The vampire was staring at Yunho, distrust in his eyes. The zombie was eating … was that a cheeseburger? And the faerie was looking in a mirror making kissy faces at his reflection. He had to lead these guys?
“Are you hungry, Yunho hyung?” Changmin asked. “I made cheeseburgers.”
“No,” Junsu said and rose swiftly. “Don’t eat what Changmin cooks unless you like a little cooked zombie with your food.”
“What?” Changmin said.
“Tastes like tofu actually,” Yunho said with a shrug. “I’ve eaten my share on wild, full moon nights.”
Changmin swallowed and turned a darker shade of green.
Yunho grinned, showing all of his canines. “I may want a snack later, corpse boy.”
“That’s just disgusting,” Jaejoong said. “Why the hell did I let Heechul talk me into joining this stupid entertainment business?”
His wings snapped open, and he flittered through the house. His door slammed.
“So, Fido,” Yoochun said, and the werewolf growled at him, “as our new leader, what do you propose we do to form a cohesive group?”
“Disband and do something else,” Yunho replied quickly. “This integrated stuff is shit. Where’s my bedroom?”
“With me,” Junsu said. “It’s a four bedroom flat, but for obvious reasons both Yoochun and Changmin have their own rooms, and trust me, you don’t want to share with Jaejoong.”
Yunho sighed in relief. Of all the creatures, elves were really the most tolerant. “Lead the way.”
Yoochun watched and then listened to them walk down the hall. When Yunho said something and Junsu laughed, Yoochun snarled. A werewolf? A werewolf? A WEREWOLF? He tried taking deep breaths. He didn’t have too much time to be really angry. Junsu’s scent was moving toward him again. It stopped in the kitchen.
“Yoochun,” Junsu called. “Isn’t it time for your feeding?”
“I don’t want it,” Yoochun said.
“Too bad,” Junsu said and came out in the living room holding a jar full of red liquid.
They met each others eyes for a moment. One thinking how he wanted to suck the other’s blood and the other thinking how he wanted the other to suck his blood.
“Um, I can heat it up for you, if that makes it better,” Junsu muttered.
“Nothing can make that shit better,” Yoochun said and rose. He took the jar from Junsu and headed to the sink. He always drank it over the sink, just in case it came back up.
Junsu knew that Yoochun hated it when people watched him drink blood, but he couldn’t move. His feet were planted firmly on the tiled floor. Yoochun twisted the lid off, turned sideways and gripped the sink with one hand. He took a deep breath, made a face and then put the jar to his lips. He guzzled it. Junsu’s eyes went wide as he watched Yoochun’s Adam’s apple bob up and down. A tiny bit trickled from the side of the jar.
Junsu whimpered. The noise was almost enough to make Yoochun stop drinking, but if he stopped, then he’d just have to start again. Better to get it over with in one go.
“God, that shit is nasty,” he said as he yanked the jar from his mouth. He ran his tongue over his fangs. They always extended when he drank blood, but they ached too. Drinking from a can and sinking into soft flesh were completely different. His fangs wanted to feed. Every time they were down, they pulsed trying to suck.
He rinsed the jar out and washed his hands. He gulped down a large glass of water.
And without that awful shit in his face, he could smell Junsu again. He turned to the other man and frowned. Junsu looked like he was about to fall over.
“Junsu, did I get all the blood out of my teeth?” Yoochun flashed him full fangs.
Junsu’s eyes fluttered and he made a noise. Yoochun’s amazing sense of smell picked up a moment of arousal and then it was buried.
“Junsu.”
The other man didn’t flinch. He was definitely looking at Yoochun, but not in his eyes. At his mouth. Why was he looking at his mouth? He waved a hand in front of his face and then snapped his fingers.
Junsu jerked alert.
“You okay?”
Junsu swallowed and turned away. “Yeah. I’m fine, fangs. Um, I mean. Thanks.”
He hurried from the kitchen. It was the bathroom door that slammed.
Chapter 3: Jae waited for the three of them to swoon or something.
Chapter 1: I swear if you three don’t shut up, I’m going to go vampire lord on all of your asses!”
.