Rising Creatures of the East 3/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 3/???
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 3:
The next morning, Yunho was about ready to kill them all. He hoped that by the time the moon was full in one week that sentiment changed. There was something fishy going on with the elf and the vampire. The faerie had insulted him more than once. Shit, the only one he could really stand was the zombie, and he was dead!
Yunho, Junsu and Changmin sat in the living room. The TV was on, but none were paying attention to it.
A key rattled in the lock. The door opened. And not like Jaejoong opened it, but like it opened for him. Carefully, respectfully, like that damn faerie could even make wood and hinges fall in love with him. Jaejoong slipped into the room, followed by three other faeries. All four of them had bright red hair. Jae wore green. Heechul was in red, Hongki in yellow and Tegoshi in blue.
To Yunho’s surprise, there were three human girls with them.
“What the hell is this, Pixie?” Junsu demanded.
Jae scoffed. “I’m not a pixie. I’m a faerie.”
“Whatever. What the hell is this?”
Jaejoong smiled. “These are my friends.”
The three girls sputtered and cooed.
“Your clothes look like a rainbow threw up,” Yunho said.
All four of them scoffed and flipped their hair at the same time.
“Plebian,” Heechul said.
“Even better,” Jae said. “Werewolf.”
The other three made faces. “You have to live with a dog?” Goshi said in very broken Korean.
“Hey!” Yunho said and stood.
Jae waved him down. “Calm down, puppy. At least he’s a cute puppy, right boys?”
Hongki agreed, but Heechul looked at him in disdain. Then he turned to Jae. “Your standards are slipping.”
“I know,” he said. “I’m still friends with you.”
“Um, Jae, there’s a human touching you,” Changmin said.
Jae nodded. “This is Kelly.” Kelly’s eyes rolled back in her head when Jae kissed her cheek.
Yunho scoffed. Humans. Such susceptible creatures.
“She must be worthy,” Junsu said, voice scathing.
“Of course. Would I let her touch me otherwise? Anyway, guys, this is Heechul, Hongki and Tegoshi. Goshi is from Japan.”
Jae waited for the three of them to swoon or something.
Changmin looked slightly ill.
Yunho was shaking his head.
At least Junsu was paying attention, although he looked more ticked off than awed.
Jaejoong continued the introductions. “And that’s Traci with Heechul and Kei with Hongki.”
“Why doesn’t Goshi have a human follower?” Changmin asked.
“He does, but he left her in Japan to await his return.”
Yunho stood up. “I wish I could say it was nice to meet all of you,” he left the room, grumbling and Junsu picked up, “Fucking stupid, waste of space faerie.”
With a flick of magic, the floor and couches were cleaned. The faeries settled into them. Kelly and Traci sat on the floor leaning back against Jae and Heechul’s legs. Hongki, Tegoshi and Kei curled up on the floor.
The TV started flipping through channels. It stopped on “The Faerie Channel. Beautiful all day, every day.”
Heechul had a scathing comment for every beautiful faerie shown on TV. “Seriously,” he said, while looking at his nails, “why do they let ugly people on TV? Don’t faeries care about their image anymore?”
“Image? You mean feminine, weak, arrogant, vain, should I keep going?” Junsu asked.
“Jealous,” Jaejoong sang.
“It’s too bright in here,” Hongki complained. Kei immediately stood up and tried to shade Hongki’s face.
“Is that better, oppa?” she said, her face flush and voice full of awe.
“Now you’re just smothering me. Do sit down.”
She looked like she was about to cry, but did as she was told. She visibly relaxed and smiled widely when Hongki put a hand on her shoulder.
“It is pretty bright,” Heechul said, and Goshi agreed.
“Are you guys suddenly vampires?” Junsu demanded.
“You wish,” Jae shot back and smiled in triumph when Junsu blushed.
Junsu stood up. He grabbed the small planted pot from the corner table and sat it next to Jae’s arm. He touched the soil, let power, growth and nutrients flow through his fingers. In about ten seconds, a small, leafy tree stood there. All four faeries and their girls were cast in shadow.
“Better?” Junsu snapped.
“That was cool,” Changmin said. “How’d you do it?”
“Magic,” Junsu replied wiggling his fingers in Changmin’s face. “How do you manage to stay alive with your skin falling off all the time?”
Changmin sneered and snapped at his fingers.
“Does it have to be a fig tree?” Jae said. “Orange would have been better. I really want an orange.”
“Why can’t you just fucking say, ‘Hey, Junsu, thanks. I appreciate it.’ You always find something wrong with everything. No one and nothing is fucking perfect.”
“I am,” Heechul said.
Jae opened his mouth to protest and closed it. “Heechul’s right. He’s perfect.”
Heechul stuck his tongue out at Junsu and went back to his nails.
“You’re all insane,” Junsu said.
“What’s the matter, Su?” Jae said with a small insincere pout. “Not getting what you want?”
“Shut up,” Junsu muttered and left the room. He wasn’t sure how Jae had figured out his fascination with Yoochun, but the damn pixie wouldn’t let it go. Junsu paused at Yoochun’s door, hand raised to knock. He stopped himself, and then listened. He could barely make out Yoochun’s steady breathing. He was asleep. He sighed and went to his room, only to find the door locked and loud music blaring inside. Yunho didn’t answer his knocks.
He had to get out.
He ignored the faeries now lounging in the shade of his fig tree and left the apartment. It’d been too long since he surrounded himself with nature. He headed to the sanctuary, intent to dispel this negative energy through growing.
Yoochun rolled over in the bed. He’d forced his breathing slow as Junsu walked by. God, what was it about that damn elf? Why did he have to smell so good?
And what the fuck was that werewolf listening too?
Yoochun stormed out of his room and pounded on the door. Of course, with vampire strength the door buckled and fell off its hinges.
“What the fuck?” Yunho shouted.
“I sleep during the day,” Yoochun said. “Turn the damn music down!”
“You sleep during the day, Changmin keeps falling apart and that stupid faerie thinks he’s perfect. What the hell was SM thinking? There’s no way we’re going to be able to be a group!”
Yunho stalked past him. He stopped in the living room and stared. A tree. In the living room. Growing out of the end table. Damn that elf. He walked through the living room, making sure to brush up against Jae.
“Hey!” Jae shouted. “Don’t you shed all over me, little puppy.”
“Grow a pair,” Yunho shouted back and slammed the door on them all.
He leaned against it and took deep breaths. Last night he’d contemplated quitting. He just couldn’t. Performing was part of him. He didn’t want to imagine his life without dancing or singing. Even in this controversial group, he’d still get to do what he loved.
Or he’d go to prison for eating them all when they annoyed him.
He pushed away from the door and left the apartment. Damn it. He forgot his hat and sunglasses. People were going to recognize him. He walked with his head down, following the cracks in the sidewalk.
His nose smelled cat right before he smacked into someone. They landed in a heap. It took a moment for Yunho’s head to clear.
“Watch where you’re going, jack-” The girl broke off and stared at him. Then her lip curled and she actually hissed.
Cat.
Yunho bared his canines. They both rose slowly, moving apart. She was pretty. Cat eyes. Blue green, brown, a bit of everything really. Her hair was black with orange and white streaks and spots.
“Sorry,” Yunho said gruffly, fighting down the urge to chase her.
The fight left her eyes. “You’re Jung Yunho,” she said.
“Yeah.” The warning prickles down his spine subsided.
“I love the Werewolves. Man, I cried for days when SM said they were disbanding you.”
“Yeah, it sucks. Um, not to be … bigoted, I guess, but why does a werecat like the Werewolves?”
“I’m not-“
“I can smell you, and based on your hair, I’d have to say calico house cat.”
She sniffed and flipped her hair. Yunho stared at it, transfixed as the light flickered off it.
“Yes, well, so sue me if I don’t live in the confines of society. Who the fuck cares if you’re a werewolf? You’re voice is awesome, and you’re an amazing dancer.”
Yunho smiled, but werewolves do NOT blush. No, they don’t. At least, not often. “Thanks,” he whispered.
They stood in uncomfortable silence. Yunho’s nose kept twitching. Something about cats just didn’t agree with his nostrils.
“So, you know my name, what’s yours?” he asked.
“Athena,” she replied.
“Goddess of war,” Yunho replied. “Feisty little kitten.”
Her face broke into a ssukso worthy of any of them.
Yunho took a deep breath. Well, he was in the group that was going to integrate the music world. He knew he wasn’t going to stand the vampire or that damn faerie, but Changmin seemed alright, and Junsu had been nice. If he had to live with a vampire, he might as well befriend a cat. Life couldn’t get much weirder.
He held out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
Athena stared at it. Then up at him. A raised eyebrow, but then she laughed. She took his hand.
And he wasn’t disgusted. A bit intrigued perhaps. Her nails were really long and scraped across the back of his hand when they let go, but her skin was soft.
Before he could talk himself out of it, he asked, “Are you busy? I was about to get some lunch.”
For those that don't know: This is Tegoshi.
This is NEWS, Japanese pop group that Tegoshi is in: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCCJeaw8AWE (get familiar with them because Shige, Ryo, Yamapi and Massau are all in this fic)
AND: In my defense, this fic did NOT start out as a YunJae fic, but those two cannot keep their hands off each other, so it morphed into one.
Chapter 4: Do you know what I want now?
Chapter 2: Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean.
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 3:
The next morning, Yunho was about ready to kill them all. He hoped that by the time the moon was full in one week that sentiment changed. There was something fishy going on with the elf and the vampire. The faerie had insulted him more than once. Shit, the only one he could really stand was the zombie, and he was dead!
Yunho, Junsu and Changmin sat in the living room. The TV was on, but none were paying attention to it.
A key rattled in the lock. The door opened. And not like Jaejoong opened it, but like it opened for him. Carefully, respectfully, like that damn faerie could even make wood and hinges fall in love with him. Jaejoong slipped into the room, followed by three other faeries. All four of them had bright red hair. Jae wore green. Heechul was in red, Hongki in yellow and Tegoshi in blue.
To Yunho’s surprise, there were three human girls with them.
“What the hell is this, Pixie?” Junsu demanded.
Jae scoffed. “I’m not a pixie. I’m a faerie.”
“Whatever. What the hell is this?”
Jaejoong smiled. “These are my friends.”
The three girls sputtered and cooed.
“Your clothes look like a rainbow threw up,” Yunho said.
All four of them scoffed and flipped their hair at the same time.
“Plebian,” Heechul said.
“Even better,” Jae said. “Werewolf.”
The other three made faces. “You have to live with a dog?” Goshi said in very broken Korean.
“Hey!” Yunho said and stood.
Jae waved him down. “Calm down, puppy. At least he’s a cute puppy, right boys?”
Hongki agreed, but Heechul looked at him in disdain. Then he turned to Jae. “Your standards are slipping.”
“I know,” he said. “I’m still friends with you.”
“Um, Jae, there’s a human touching you,” Changmin said.
Jae nodded. “This is Kelly.” Kelly’s eyes rolled back in her head when Jae kissed her cheek.
Yunho scoffed. Humans. Such susceptible creatures.
“She must be worthy,” Junsu said, voice scathing.
“Of course. Would I let her touch me otherwise? Anyway, guys, this is Heechul, Hongki and Tegoshi. Goshi is from Japan.”
Jae waited for the three of them to swoon or something.
Changmin looked slightly ill.
Yunho was shaking his head.
At least Junsu was paying attention, although he looked more ticked off than awed.
Jaejoong continued the introductions. “And that’s Traci with Heechul and Kei with Hongki.”
“Why doesn’t Goshi have a human follower?” Changmin asked.
“He does, but he left her in Japan to await his return.”
Yunho stood up. “I wish I could say it was nice to meet all of you,” he left the room, grumbling and Junsu picked up, “Fucking stupid, waste of space faerie.”
With a flick of magic, the floor and couches were cleaned. The faeries settled into them. Kelly and Traci sat on the floor leaning back against Jae and Heechul’s legs. Hongki, Tegoshi and Kei curled up on the floor.
The TV started flipping through channels. It stopped on “The Faerie Channel. Beautiful all day, every day.”
Heechul had a scathing comment for every beautiful faerie shown on TV. “Seriously,” he said, while looking at his nails, “why do they let ugly people on TV? Don’t faeries care about their image anymore?”
“Image? You mean feminine, weak, arrogant, vain, should I keep going?” Junsu asked.
“Jealous,” Jaejoong sang.
“It’s too bright in here,” Hongki complained. Kei immediately stood up and tried to shade Hongki’s face.
“Is that better, oppa?” she said, her face flush and voice full of awe.
“Now you’re just smothering me. Do sit down.”
She looked like she was about to cry, but did as she was told. She visibly relaxed and smiled widely when Hongki put a hand on her shoulder.
“It is pretty bright,” Heechul said, and Goshi agreed.
“Are you guys suddenly vampires?” Junsu demanded.
“You wish,” Jae shot back and smiled in triumph when Junsu blushed.
Junsu stood up. He grabbed the small planted pot from the corner table and sat it next to Jae’s arm. He touched the soil, let power, growth and nutrients flow through his fingers. In about ten seconds, a small, leafy tree stood there. All four faeries and their girls were cast in shadow.
“Better?” Junsu snapped.
“That was cool,” Changmin said. “How’d you do it?”
“Magic,” Junsu replied wiggling his fingers in Changmin’s face. “How do you manage to stay alive with your skin falling off all the time?”
Changmin sneered and snapped at his fingers.
“Does it have to be a fig tree?” Jae said. “Orange would have been better. I really want an orange.”
“Why can’t you just fucking say, ‘Hey, Junsu, thanks. I appreciate it.’ You always find something wrong with everything. No one and nothing is fucking perfect.”
“I am,” Heechul said.
Jae opened his mouth to protest and closed it. “Heechul’s right. He’s perfect.”
Heechul stuck his tongue out at Junsu and went back to his nails.
“You’re all insane,” Junsu said.
“What’s the matter, Su?” Jae said with a small insincere pout. “Not getting what you want?”
“Shut up,” Junsu muttered and left the room. He wasn’t sure how Jae had figured out his fascination with Yoochun, but the damn pixie wouldn’t let it go. Junsu paused at Yoochun’s door, hand raised to knock. He stopped himself, and then listened. He could barely make out Yoochun’s steady breathing. He was asleep. He sighed and went to his room, only to find the door locked and loud music blaring inside. Yunho didn’t answer his knocks.
He had to get out.
He ignored the faeries now lounging in the shade of his fig tree and left the apartment. It’d been too long since he surrounded himself with nature. He headed to the sanctuary, intent to dispel this negative energy through growing.
Yoochun rolled over in the bed. He’d forced his breathing slow as Junsu walked by. God, what was it about that damn elf? Why did he have to smell so good?
And what the fuck was that werewolf listening too?
Yoochun stormed out of his room and pounded on the door. Of course, with vampire strength the door buckled and fell off its hinges.
“What the fuck?” Yunho shouted.
“I sleep during the day,” Yoochun said. “Turn the damn music down!”
“You sleep during the day, Changmin keeps falling apart and that stupid faerie thinks he’s perfect. What the hell was SM thinking? There’s no way we’re going to be able to be a group!”
Yunho stalked past him. He stopped in the living room and stared. A tree. In the living room. Growing out of the end table. Damn that elf. He walked through the living room, making sure to brush up against Jae.
“Hey!” Jae shouted. “Don’t you shed all over me, little puppy.”
“Grow a pair,” Yunho shouted back and slammed the door on them all.
He leaned against it and took deep breaths. Last night he’d contemplated quitting. He just couldn’t. Performing was part of him. He didn’t want to imagine his life without dancing or singing. Even in this controversial group, he’d still get to do what he loved.
Or he’d go to prison for eating them all when they annoyed him.
He pushed away from the door and left the apartment. Damn it. He forgot his hat and sunglasses. People were going to recognize him. He walked with his head down, following the cracks in the sidewalk.
His nose smelled cat right before he smacked into someone. They landed in a heap. It took a moment for Yunho’s head to clear.
“Watch where you’re going, jack-” The girl broke off and stared at him. Then her lip curled and she actually hissed.
Cat.
Yunho bared his canines. They both rose slowly, moving apart. She was pretty. Cat eyes. Blue green, brown, a bit of everything really. Her hair was black with orange and white streaks and spots.
“Sorry,” Yunho said gruffly, fighting down the urge to chase her.
The fight left her eyes. “You’re Jung Yunho,” she said.
“Yeah.” The warning prickles down his spine subsided.
“I love the Werewolves. Man, I cried for days when SM said they were disbanding you.”
“Yeah, it sucks. Um, not to be … bigoted, I guess, but why does a werecat like the Werewolves?”
“I’m not-“
“I can smell you, and based on your hair, I’d have to say calico house cat.”
She sniffed and flipped her hair. Yunho stared at it, transfixed as the light flickered off it.
“Yes, well, so sue me if I don’t live in the confines of society. Who the fuck cares if you’re a werewolf? You’re voice is awesome, and you’re an amazing dancer.”
Yunho smiled, but werewolves do NOT blush. No, they don’t. At least, not often. “Thanks,” he whispered.
They stood in uncomfortable silence. Yunho’s nose kept twitching. Something about cats just didn’t agree with his nostrils.
“So, you know my name, what’s yours?” he asked.
“Athena,” she replied.
“Goddess of war,” Yunho replied. “Feisty little kitten.”
Her face broke into a ssukso worthy of any of them.
Yunho took a deep breath. Well, he was in the group that was going to integrate the music world. He knew he wasn’t going to stand the vampire or that damn faerie, but Changmin seemed alright, and Junsu had been nice. If he had to live with a vampire, he might as well befriend a cat. Life couldn’t get much weirder.
He held out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
Athena stared at it. Then up at him. A raised eyebrow, but then she laughed. She took his hand.
And he wasn’t disgusted. A bit intrigued perhaps. Her nails were really long and scraped across the back of his hand when they let go, but her skin was soft.
Before he could talk himself out of it, he asked, “Are you busy? I was about to get some lunch.”
For those that don't know: This is Tegoshi.
This is NEWS, Japanese pop group that Tegoshi is in: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCCJeaw8AWE (get familiar with them because Shige, Ryo, Yamapi and Massau are all in this fic)
AND: In my defense, this fic did NOT start out as a YunJae fic, but those two cannot keep their hands off each other, so it morphed into one.
Chapter 4: Do you know what I want now?
Chapter 2: Try not to touch me unless I allow it and I know your hands are clean.
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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