Rising Creatures of the East 14/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 14/???
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
Chapter 14:
Yunho and Jae stayed up way later than they should have. Yunho knew it, but he just couldn’t bring himself to go to bed. Even after Yoochun and Junsu had retired, and then Yoochun reappeared, looking flush and happy, to go patrol. Changmin stayed up, but finally said good night to his hyungs and went to bed.
Yunho kept massaging Jae’s feet, even though he wanted to rub higher and higher on his legs, thighs, body. They watched the rest of the news report. No creatures were happy about the rumors of an integrated group. Some of Yunho’s previous band members were interviewed, and while they all agreed that he had been a good leader, they also agreed that something hadn’t been quite right with him.
Jae scoffed at that. “Showing signs of a faerie kink even back then, were you?”
Yunho grinned. “Must have been.”
And then Athena’s face was there. “It’s all a bunch of bull beep. Who cares if they’re integrating? We have to live with these creatures, why not try to treat them all same?”
Jae scoffed. “She just liked the sex.”
“You don’t even know if it’s good yet.”
Jae smirked. “I can disappear, remember.”
Yunho’s mouth dropped open. “You didn’t.”
Jae laughed. Yunho moved his hands and poked Jae in the side. He laughed harder as Yunho continued to tickle him.
“Tell me you didn’t,” Yunho demanded.
Jae gasped. “I didn’t, god, I didn’t. Stop. Just stop.”
Yunho stilled his hands. He was leaning over Jae, staring at that mouth partly open and gasping. He couldn’t hold back a growl and he said, “You’ll never beg me to stop again.”
Yunho knew his eyes were glowing. Knew it, but tried vainly to care. He shut his eyes and with a great amount of will power, pushed himself away from Jae. He climbed off the couch and leaned against the trunk of the tree. He kept his eyes shut, so he wouldn’t see how incredibly gorgeous Jae was for a moment, and took deep breaths.
“Will you remind me to tell Junsu to either move this thing or get rid of it?” Yunho asked, voice raspy.
“Yeah. You alright?”
“Maybe. I don’t know. I feel like the hunt should be tomorrow night and I still have to wait two days. If you guys try to wake me up in the morning and I’m completely incoherent, then just leave me.”
“Okay. You should probably go to bed.”
Yunho nodded and pushed away from the tree, and right into Jae.
Jae caught him. “Sorry. You must be out of it if you didn’t even know I was in front of you.”
Yunho shook off his hands and then headed down the hall. Jae flew after him. He tried not to feel put out and pissy for being rejected. Yunho had a good reason for it, but he couldn’t help it. He hated being ignored for any reason.
When Yunho reached for the door of his room, Jae locked it.
Yunho spun around. “Unlock it.”
Jae grinned and stepped close to him. “In a second, yes?”
Yunho shut his eyes again. “You’re playing with-”
“Fire, yeah, I know.”
“Jae, please. Don’t. I’ll hurt you.”
Jae’s breath ghosted against his face. “Okay, okay.” The door clicked open and then Jae’s lips pressed against his cheek. “Sleep well, Fido.”
Yunho scoffed, and then practically fell into the sanctuary that was his room. He locked the door, not caring about the fruitlessness of it, and then collapsed into his bed.
v-v
It was Yoochun that woke Yunho up in the morning. Yunho sat up, groggy and lightheaded. The world spun, and he shut his eyes.
“You going to be okay?” Yoochun asked.
“Yeah, for a half day, I should be alright. I’m not sure I can dance though.”
“Well, let me tell you what’s up before you make a decision.”
“That sounds bad.”
“Yeah. Media. Vultures, outside the building. They’re interviewing the fangirls and bothering the tenants.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“What time is it?”
“Five.”
“Okay. Let me wake up and shower and call management.”
“They’ve been calling since three this morning, but none of us have answered.”
“Why not?”
“Besides the fact that we’re still ‘asleep’? I’m not going to be on call whenever the management wants to call me.”
Yunho grinned. “Good idea.”
Yunho showered and dressed in sleep pants. He moved slowly down the hallway, putting a hand up when his body swayed. Yeah, he doubted he was going anywhere today.
Jae met him in the kitchen. His smile immediately turned to a frown, and he was next to Yunho in the time it took to fly to him.
“You should still be in bed,” he admonished, putting a supporting hand on his side.
Yunho slid into a chair. “I’m alright, for now.”
“You’re such a liar,” Jae said. He set down a cup of coffee.
Yunho went to take a swallow of it and then pulled it back, the smell of sedatives waving off the rim of the cup. “Nice try,” he muttered and handed it back.
“It was Changmin’s idea,” Jae said with a shrug. Jae stood, dumped the coffee and made him a fresh cup.
“I promise I’ll only be up long enough to deal with this mess, and then I’ll go back to bed.”
Jae stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders while Yunho sipped his coffee.
“Do you want something to eat?” he asked.
Just the thought of food made his stomach churn. “No thanks.”
A bright blue phone on the table vibrated. Jae picked it up and made a face. “Management again.”
Yunho took it and answered. “What?”
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve been calling for hours.”
“I just woke up. Problems?”
Jae bit back a laugh.
“Yes, there are problems. The media is going crazy, there are creatures protesting outside the building and the elves are close to fighting with the faeries and-”
“And exactly how is that my problem?”
Silence, so Yunho continued. “It wasn’t my idea to integrate a group, now was it? There’s no way that I’m going to believe that you guys didn’t see this coming. Don’t you dare blame it on us. Like I said before, you tell us, and we’ll walk away from it.”
More silence and Yunho thought he had hung up.
“No,” he said. “We won’t give up on this yet.”
“Fine,” Yunho said. “So, what you’re going to do is release an official statement to the media. And what I’m going to do is go downstairs and talk to the media. As long as we say the same thing, we’ll be fine.”
“That’s not a good idea.”
“Why not? Otherwise, the media will never give up and they’ll blow things out of proportion and the chaos will be worse.”
“So what do we say?”
“You say there is an integrated group in the works. Name us as the participants and tell them we’re working on a mini-album. We don’t have a group name yet or anything else, but right now we’re just trying to keep from killing each other.”
“I’m not saying the last part.”
“I am. We’re not leaving this building today.”
“We need your new song,” he sputtered.
“Yes, well, I’m about useless this close to a full moon and I need to go back to bed. I’ll send Jae and Junsu and Changmin with the lyric sheet, but we’ll record it after the full moon.”
More silence. “Guess that’s the best you can do,” he muttered.
Yunho hung up and then put his head on the table. Jae’s soft hands massaged his back again.
“Now you have to go talk to the media,” Jae said.
“Yeah.”
“Well, let’s go.”
Yunho looked over his shoulder.
“What? You think you’re the only that gets to be on camera?” Jae flashed him a smile.
Yunho grinned. “Alright. Let me finish this coffee, and you finish the massage.” He called for the other three. They sat at the table.
“We’re going to go talk to the media,” Yunho said. “Nothing long, just a brief statement. No one answers any questions. Okay?”
Changmin gulped. “All of us?”
“Yes. Why?”
“I just … I just haven’t been in front of the camera since I became a zombie,” Changmin said.
“You’ll be alright,” Junsu said. “You’re skin is almost back to normal.” He reached a hand and touched Changmin’s. There was a small divot, just like a regular human hand.
“And management?” Yoochun asked.
“I told them to shove it. It’s not our fault.”
“What about the rest of the day?” Junsu asked.
Yunho looked over at Changmin as he replied, “Well, it seems that someone decided that I shouldn’t do anything today.”
Changmin met his eyes, but flushed just a bit.
“Which is a good idea, so we’re staying here. The three of you that can go out into the light need to take Holding On over to the company. And then just come home. Don’t answer any media questions. But if you feel like you’re in danger when you get there, just turn around and come home, okay? I don’t want any of you hurt because some overzealous creature decided to take a chunk out of you.”
“Yes, boss,” Junsu said and saluted him.
“Let’s go throw the vultures some bones,” Yunho said and stood up. He would have swayed, but Jae was there to steady him.
“Are you going out half-naked?” Jae asked with a frown.
Yunho looked down at his bare chest. “I didn’t even notice.”
“How could you not notice this body?” Jae crooned.
Yunho latched on to Jae’s wrists before he could do more than touch his chest. “Don’t.”
Jae pouted and then grinned. “Later, though, right.”
Yunho rolled his eyes.
“I’ll go grab you a shirt, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae kept his arm around Yunho’s waist as they headed to the door, and then helped tug the shirt over his head before heading out.
“This is weird,” Junsu muttered as the entered the elevator.
“What?” Yunho asked, leaning against Jae.
“A faerie, helping someone.”
“Don’t worry,” Yunho said and cuddled into Jae’s side. “He’s only doing it to get into my pants.”
“I am not!”
When the elevator stopped, Jae held the doors shut. “Hang on,” he said and waved his hand at all of them.
A brief wind blew in their faces and then settled. Jae nodded. “There. Much better.”
“What is?” Junsu demanded.
Jae smirked. “I have natural beauty, but you four looked like you just rolled out of bed. I glamour-ed you up a bit for the cameras.”
Another wave made the door of the elevator into a mirror. Glamour-ed up was an understatement. Their hair was styled, make up done, even their clothes looked like they were tailored and expensive.
“Jae,” Yoochun said and tugged at gelled hair.
“Look, guys. This is the first time we’re going out on camera, alright? We’re going to look good, and not look like a ragtag group of miscreants who just happened to be thrown into a group together.”
Yoochun opened his mouth again, but Yunho stopped him. “It’s a good idea. Thanks, Jae.”
“I could have turned your shirt pink,” Jae said.
v-v
Sylver stepped into the lobby and then groaned. Extra security had been called to keep the reporters out of the building, but that didn’t stop them from clogging the steps and snapping pictures. One of them noticed him and cameras and lights were pointed into the lobby.
So much for getting to school early.
“Sorry, Sylver, sir,” the desk guard said. “We can’t legally make them leave.”
“I know.”
Sylver headed to the door.
The elevator beeped. “Sylver! Wait!”
Sylver turned and smiled at Jessica. “Hey.”
“Hey, where are you going this early?”
He hefted his bag. “The university.”
“Me, too. Can I walk with you?”
“Of course.” Sylver held his hand out for her bag and then slung it over his shoulder.
“What’s with the media?”
“Oh, they found out about Changmin’s group, and like always, are blowing everything out of proportion.”
As soon as the door opened, the reporters were shouting questions at them.
“Who are you? Where are the creatures? Is it true that they had to shackle the vamp to keep him from killing them all?”
Sylver tried to maneuver through them. Jessica clung to his arm. He stopped long enough to wrap his arm around her shoulders and pull her through the crowd. Suddenly there was a camera and microphone in his face. The reporter behind it asked, “Just tell us how it is living with them in the same building.”
Sylver sighed and looked around. Everything went quiet. “They’re good neighbors,” Sylver finally said. “They’re quiet, they keep to themselves.”
“So the rumors about creature wars aren’t true?”
“Not that I’ve heard.”
“Which member is your favorite? Which creature do you support?”
“They’re all nice,” Sylver replied. “I can’t wait for their CD to come out so I can buy it. Now if you’ll excuse us, we’re going to be late for school.”
The questions continued, but just when Sylver didn’t think they’d break through the crowd, one of the reporters yelled, “There they are!” All the reporters left them, some jostling them in their haste to get back to the steps. Quite suddenly they were alone.
Sylver took a deep breath and then looked down at Jessica. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Guess I’m going to have to get used to that, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Sylver went to move his arm from Jessica’s shoulders, but before he could, her arm went around his waist. He grinned at her, tightened his hold and his expectations for the new semester skyrocketed.
v-v
Yunho waited behind the four burly security guards. He had no intention of going beyond them. They stood in a line with Junsu on the far right, then Yoochun, Jae, Changmin and Yunho.
The reporters were shouting questions at them.
Yunho raised a hand and waited until they were all quiet.
“Thank you, now-”
Questions started flying again, and Yunho growled, knowing that golden glow was in his eyes. It worked though, and they all shut up.
“You keep talking and we’re walking back in that door. First off, after this, not one of us is going to talk to you, so take it or leave it. Second, we expect you to get the hell away from our building. There are very nice tenants here that don’t need to be bothered by your questions. Now. An introduction. Junsu.”
Junsu shot the cameras his you-can’t-ever-be-mad-at-me grin and said, “I’m the Elf, Kim Junsu.”
Yoochun barely smiled and said, “I’m the vampire, Park Yoochun.”
Jae flashed his full on, look-at-me-and-die smile. More than one of the human reporters swooned. “I’m the faerie, Kim Jaejoong, and I’m better than you.”
Yunho fought back a grin. He met Yoochun’s gaze and they rolled their eyes.
Changmin bowed a bit and with a shy smile said, “I’m the zombie and magnae, Shim Changmin.”
The fangirls in the courtyard squealed.
“And I’m Jung Yunho, their leader. Yes, we are an experimental group under SM Entertainment. No, we don’t have a name or a date when we’re going to debut. Right now, we’re just trying to get along with each other. And so far, things are okay. Jae and Junsu have finally stopped throwing magic at each other, and Yoochun and I can be in the same room without trying to play alpha male.”
“No one is going to believe that a vampire is taking orders from a werewolf,” a reporter said.
Yunho ignored him and continued, “If we debut, I’m sure SM will schedule a press conference. Until then, we’ll see you guys later.”
The questions started immediately. Yunho gestured for the doorman to open the doors. Halfway through the lobby, Yunho’s legs gave out. Both Yoochun and Jae caught him before he could fall. Flashbulbs and light filled the lobby. Jae flung his hand, throwing the lights back at the reporters. Yoochun crouched and with Junsu’s help, got the now slightly conscious werewolf on his back.
“Dumb dog,” Jae muttered.
“He’ll be alright,” Changmin said. “After the hunt I guess.”
“How are we even going to get him there?”
“We’ll figure it out,” Yoochun said.
They settled Yunho into his bed. His skin was hot and covered with sweat. He muttered something and thrashed around.
“Go get that sedative,” Yoochun said to Changmin.
Yunho’s fingers lengthened to claws, and only Yoochun’s quick reflexes kept them out of Junsu’s arm.
“You two get out of here,” Yoochun said, as Yunho bucked, mouth open, canines glistening. “He can’t kill me or Changmin.”
“But-” Jae bit his lip.
Junsu grabbed his arm and pulled him through the door. “He’ll be alright.”
Changmin barreled past them, and the door slammed.
Jae turned scared eyes to Junsu. They both jumped when there was a loud crash on the other side of the door.
“Damn it, Changmin!” Yoochun shouted. “Hold him.”
Junsu tried to pull Jae down the hall. “Come on, Jae. He’ll be alright.”
Jae fought against him for a moment and then said, “What if he’s not?”
“He will be. Come on. We have to get ready and go down to the studio.”
“Damn him for making me care about him,” Jae muttered and stalked to his room.
Junsu smiled after him. “Who would have thought,” he said to himself. He went to
Yoochun’s room and sat on his bed, flipping through the lyric sheets to Holding On. It was only a few minutes later that Yoochun came in. His arm was covered in blood.
“God, are you alright?”
Yoochun waved him away. “Yeah, I’m okay.” Yoochun ripped the shirt off and winced. “Yunho just got me with a claw.”
Junsu stood. “Here, let me see if I can heal it.”
“It’s dead flesh,” Yoochun said. “It’s fine, and it’s your blood anyway.”
Junsu smiled. “Are you going to come to the studio with us?”
“No, even if you manage to leave in the next few minutes, someone needs to stay here with Yunho.”
“Yeah. I’m going to go shower.”
“I’m going to run through those lyrics one more time.”
“Don’t you dare change any,” Junsu said. “They’re fine as they are.”
Everything was tense as Changmin, Junsu and Jae got ready to go. Jae was unnaturally quiet, and when Changmin touched his arm, the faerie didn’t cringe away, but looked up at him with empty eyes.
“Come on, hyung,” Changmin said. “He did warn us.”
“But what do we do?” Jae whispered.
“Nothing for now. We have to go.”
Junsu called to the front desk and made sure the car was there and ready to go. They got in the elevator. Halfway down, Junsu flung a burst of cold wind at Jae’s face. He barely looked up, so then Junsu drenched him in water.
Jae’s eyes shone with blue fire. “Leave me alone.” He waved a hand and dried himself off.
“I will not leave you alone,” Junsu said and grabbed the sides of Jae’s face to make him look at him.
“We’re about to wade through a bunch of reporters and you need to be the carefree, smiling, gorgeous faerie you are, you understand me? They’re going to want to know what’s wrong with Yunho, and by damn, you’re not going to let them realize that you even care. You want that to get out, that you have feelings for a werewolf?”
“I don’t care who knows.”
“I know, and in time, we’ll let everyone know, but now is not that time. Now, come on. Smile. Smile and be arrogant and gorgeous and exude that faerie grace of yours that makes humans lose themselves.”
Jae smirked. “Just humans?”
“All creatures. Even elves. God, Jae, half the time we hate you is because we’re jealous of you.”
“I want to get that in writing,” Jae said.
“He’s right, though,” Changmin said. “We need you right now, hyung, to lead us.”
Jae took a deep breath. “I really am gorgeous, aren’t I?”
“Yes,” Junsu said and released him. “Go show it off.”
“I wish I was beautiful like you, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae looked at the kid. He wasn’t meeting his eyes. “Look, Changmin, you’re pretty good looking yourself.”
“I’m just a zombie though.”
“Best looking zombie I’ve ever seen,” Jae said.
“Now you’re just saying that.”
“Are you kidding?” Jae said. “I’ve never seen a zombie keep his human features as well as you have. And it definitely helps that you’re finally eating enough.”
“Thanks, hyung,” Changmin whispered.
“Shall we dazzle the media a bit?” Jae asked and then waved a hand in front of Changmin and then Junsu.
Changmin looked at Junsu in awe. His skin didn’t … sparkle, necessarily, but it was deeper. Clearer. “What did you do?” he whispered.
Changmin’s looked the same, but just a bit less … sparkly.
“I took the light that all creatures have and pulled it to the surface,” Jae said. “Little trick.”
“I have light in me?” Changmin said, voice breaking on the light.
Jae smirked. “Something keeps you walking, doesn’t it? Something keeps your eyes open and your skin regenerating.”
Junsu opened the doors, and said, “Well, let’s go dazzle them, shall we?”
Almost as soon as they stepped into the foyer, flashbulbs and lights were on them. Jae threw a little bit of the light back at them, just enough to blind them until they were outside. And Jae turned it on. A huge smile and kissy faces at the female reporters. Three of them fainted.
The male reporters regained their senses a bit sooner and started shouting questions, “Where’s Yunho? Did he faint earlier? Did he shift before the full moon? Where are you guys going? What’s happening? Why isn’t the vamp with you?”
“Who has to suck Yunho’s dick?”
That stopped them. Jae turned around, forced his lip curled in disgust and he said, “Don’t worry. The job is still open if you want it.” And then kept walking.
A few of the reporters laughed.
A security guard had the car door open for them, and they climbed inside.
“Wow,” Changmin said. “They didn’t try to grab us at all.”
Jae grinned. “It’s the light. To us it’s not nearly as bright as it is to human eyes. And if they’re not careful, on TV, we’ll just come out as white blobs.”
“I hope Yunho is alright,” Changmin whispered and then shivered.
“He will be,” Junsu said forcefully.
The ride was quiet. Jae kept clenching his hand on his knee, worry for Yunho threatening to overwhelm him. He’d never been worried about anyone but himself before, and he didn’t really like it. He didn’t like how much Yunho suddenly meant to him, but he also wouldn’t have traded it for anything. He’d never go back to how he used to be.
“Hyung?” Changmin said and touched his hand.
Jae jerked it away.
Hurt crossed Changmin’s face.
Jae, burying every bit of distaste that he could, grabbed Changmin’s hand. “Sorry, Minnie,” he said. “You just startled me.”
And it felt good. Good to just hold someone’s hand and take the comfort that it offered. Jae sighed and even leaned into Changmin a little bit. He shut his eyes, until he heard the unmistakable sound of a cell phone taking a picture.
He sat up. “What the hell?”
Junsu smiled from across the car. “Yoochun would never believe me, so I had to take a picture.”
Chapter 15: You guys are going to be a huge hit.
Chapter 13: Thank you for complimenting me, even if it was forced.
Chapter 12: Junsu is not good at hiding his feelings.
Chapter 11: So are we going to celebrate or what?
Chapter 10: And no throwing pieces of Changmin at each other either.
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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
Chapter 14:
Yunho and Jae stayed up way later than they should have. Yunho knew it, but he just couldn’t bring himself to go to bed. Even after Yoochun and Junsu had retired, and then Yoochun reappeared, looking flush and happy, to go patrol. Changmin stayed up, but finally said good night to his hyungs and went to bed.
Yunho kept massaging Jae’s feet, even though he wanted to rub higher and higher on his legs, thighs, body. They watched the rest of the news report. No creatures were happy about the rumors of an integrated group. Some of Yunho’s previous band members were interviewed, and while they all agreed that he had been a good leader, they also agreed that something hadn’t been quite right with him.
Jae scoffed at that. “Showing signs of a faerie kink even back then, were you?”
Yunho grinned. “Must have been.”
And then Athena’s face was there. “It’s all a bunch of bull beep. Who cares if they’re integrating? We have to live with these creatures, why not try to treat them all same?”
Jae scoffed. “She just liked the sex.”
“You don’t even know if it’s good yet.”
Jae smirked. “I can disappear, remember.”
Yunho’s mouth dropped open. “You didn’t.”
Jae laughed. Yunho moved his hands and poked Jae in the side. He laughed harder as Yunho continued to tickle him.
“Tell me you didn’t,” Yunho demanded.
Jae gasped. “I didn’t, god, I didn’t. Stop. Just stop.”
Yunho stilled his hands. He was leaning over Jae, staring at that mouth partly open and gasping. He couldn’t hold back a growl and he said, “You’ll never beg me to stop again.”
Yunho knew his eyes were glowing. Knew it, but tried vainly to care. He shut his eyes and with a great amount of will power, pushed himself away from Jae. He climbed off the couch and leaned against the trunk of the tree. He kept his eyes shut, so he wouldn’t see how incredibly gorgeous Jae was for a moment, and took deep breaths.
“Will you remind me to tell Junsu to either move this thing or get rid of it?” Yunho asked, voice raspy.
“Yeah. You alright?”
“Maybe. I don’t know. I feel like the hunt should be tomorrow night and I still have to wait two days. If you guys try to wake me up in the morning and I’m completely incoherent, then just leave me.”
“Okay. You should probably go to bed.”
Yunho nodded and pushed away from the tree, and right into Jae.
Jae caught him. “Sorry. You must be out of it if you didn’t even know I was in front of you.”
Yunho shook off his hands and then headed down the hall. Jae flew after him. He tried not to feel put out and pissy for being rejected. Yunho had a good reason for it, but he couldn’t help it. He hated being ignored for any reason.
When Yunho reached for the door of his room, Jae locked it.
Yunho spun around. “Unlock it.”
Jae grinned and stepped close to him. “In a second, yes?”
Yunho shut his eyes again. “You’re playing with-”
“Fire, yeah, I know.”
“Jae, please. Don’t. I’ll hurt you.”
Jae’s breath ghosted against his face. “Okay, okay.” The door clicked open and then Jae’s lips pressed against his cheek. “Sleep well, Fido.”
Yunho scoffed, and then practically fell into the sanctuary that was his room. He locked the door, not caring about the fruitlessness of it, and then collapsed into his bed.
v-v
It was Yoochun that woke Yunho up in the morning. Yunho sat up, groggy and lightheaded. The world spun, and he shut his eyes.
“You going to be okay?” Yoochun asked.
“Yeah, for a half day, I should be alright. I’m not sure I can dance though.”
“Well, let me tell you what’s up before you make a decision.”
“That sounds bad.”
“Yeah. Media. Vultures, outside the building. They’re interviewing the fangirls and bothering the tenants.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“What time is it?”
“Five.”
“Okay. Let me wake up and shower and call management.”
“They’ve been calling since three this morning, but none of us have answered.”
“Why not?”
“Besides the fact that we’re still ‘asleep’? I’m not going to be on call whenever the management wants to call me.”
Yunho grinned. “Good idea.”
Yunho showered and dressed in sleep pants. He moved slowly down the hallway, putting a hand up when his body swayed. Yeah, he doubted he was going anywhere today.
Jae met him in the kitchen. His smile immediately turned to a frown, and he was next to Yunho in the time it took to fly to him.
“You should still be in bed,” he admonished, putting a supporting hand on his side.
Yunho slid into a chair. “I’m alright, for now.”
“You’re such a liar,” Jae said. He set down a cup of coffee.
Yunho went to take a swallow of it and then pulled it back, the smell of sedatives waving off the rim of the cup. “Nice try,” he muttered and handed it back.
“It was Changmin’s idea,” Jae said with a shrug. Jae stood, dumped the coffee and made him a fresh cup.
“I promise I’ll only be up long enough to deal with this mess, and then I’ll go back to bed.”
Jae stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders while Yunho sipped his coffee.
“Do you want something to eat?” he asked.
Just the thought of food made his stomach churn. “No thanks.”
A bright blue phone on the table vibrated. Jae picked it up and made a face. “Management again.”
Yunho took it and answered. “What?”
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve been calling for hours.”
“I just woke up. Problems?”
Jae bit back a laugh.
“Yes, there are problems. The media is going crazy, there are creatures protesting outside the building and the elves are close to fighting with the faeries and-”
“And exactly how is that my problem?”
Silence, so Yunho continued. “It wasn’t my idea to integrate a group, now was it? There’s no way that I’m going to believe that you guys didn’t see this coming. Don’t you dare blame it on us. Like I said before, you tell us, and we’ll walk away from it.”
More silence and Yunho thought he had hung up.
“No,” he said. “We won’t give up on this yet.”
“Fine,” Yunho said. “So, what you’re going to do is release an official statement to the media. And what I’m going to do is go downstairs and talk to the media. As long as we say the same thing, we’ll be fine.”
“That’s not a good idea.”
“Why not? Otherwise, the media will never give up and they’ll blow things out of proportion and the chaos will be worse.”
“So what do we say?”
“You say there is an integrated group in the works. Name us as the participants and tell them we’re working on a mini-album. We don’t have a group name yet or anything else, but right now we’re just trying to keep from killing each other.”
“I’m not saying the last part.”
“I am. We’re not leaving this building today.”
“We need your new song,” he sputtered.
“Yes, well, I’m about useless this close to a full moon and I need to go back to bed. I’ll send Jae and Junsu and Changmin with the lyric sheet, but we’ll record it after the full moon.”
More silence. “Guess that’s the best you can do,” he muttered.
Yunho hung up and then put his head on the table. Jae’s soft hands massaged his back again.
“Now you have to go talk to the media,” Jae said.
“Yeah.”
“Well, let’s go.”
Yunho looked over his shoulder.
“What? You think you’re the only that gets to be on camera?” Jae flashed him a smile.
Yunho grinned. “Alright. Let me finish this coffee, and you finish the massage.” He called for the other three. They sat at the table.
“We’re going to go talk to the media,” Yunho said. “Nothing long, just a brief statement. No one answers any questions. Okay?”
Changmin gulped. “All of us?”
“Yes. Why?”
“I just … I just haven’t been in front of the camera since I became a zombie,” Changmin said.
“You’ll be alright,” Junsu said. “You’re skin is almost back to normal.” He reached a hand and touched Changmin’s. There was a small divot, just like a regular human hand.
“And management?” Yoochun asked.
“I told them to shove it. It’s not our fault.”
“What about the rest of the day?” Junsu asked.
Yunho looked over at Changmin as he replied, “Well, it seems that someone decided that I shouldn’t do anything today.”
Changmin met his eyes, but flushed just a bit.
“Which is a good idea, so we’re staying here. The three of you that can go out into the light need to take Holding On over to the company. And then just come home. Don’t answer any media questions. But if you feel like you’re in danger when you get there, just turn around and come home, okay? I don’t want any of you hurt because some overzealous creature decided to take a chunk out of you.”
“Yes, boss,” Junsu said and saluted him.
“Let’s go throw the vultures some bones,” Yunho said and stood up. He would have swayed, but Jae was there to steady him.
“Are you going out half-naked?” Jae asked with a frown.
Yunho looked down at his bare chest. “I didn’t even notice.”
“How could you not notice this body?” Jae crooned.
Yunho latched on to Jae’s wrists before he could do more than touch his chest. “Don’t.”
Jae pouted and then grinned. “Later, though, right.”
Yunho rolled his eyes.
“I’ll go grab you a shirt, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae kept his arm around Yunho’s waist as they headed to the door, and then helped tug the shirt over his head before heading out.
“This is weird,” Junsu muttered as the entered the elevator.
“What?” Yunho asked, leaning against Jae.
“A faerie, helping someone.”
“Don’t worry,” Yunho said and cuddled into Jae’s side. “He’s only doing it to get into my pants.”
“I am not!”
When the elevator stopped, Jae held the doors shut. “Hang on,” he said and waved his hand at all of them.
A brief wind blew in their faces and then settled. Jae nodded. “There. Much better.”
“What is?” Junsu demanded.
Jae smirked. “I have natural beauty, but you four looked like you just rolled out of bed. I glamour-ed you up a bit for the cameras.”
Another wave made the door of the elevator into a mirror. Glamour-ed up was an understatement. Their hair was styled, make up done, even their clothes looked like they were tailored and expensive.
“Jae,” Yoochun said and tugged at gelled hair.
“Look, guys. This is the first time we’re going out on camera, alright? We’re going to look good, and not look like a ragtag group of miscreants who just happened to be thrown into a group together.”
Yoochun opened his mouth again, but Yunho stopped him. “It’s a good idea. Thanks, Jae.”
“I could have turned your shirt pink,” Jae said.
v-v
Sylver stepped into the lobby and then groaned. Extra security had been called to keep the reporters out of the building, but that didn’t stop them from clogging the steps and snapping pictures. One of them noticed him and cameras and lights were pointed into the lobby.
So much for getting to school early.
“Sorry, Sylver, sir,” the desk guard said. “We can’t legally make them leave.”
“I know.”
Sylver headed to the door.
The elevator beeped. “Sylver! Wait!”
Sylver turned and smiled at Jessica. “Hey.”
“Hey, where are you going this early?”
He hefted his bag. “The university.”
“Me, too. Can I walk with you?”
“Of course.” Sylver held his hand out for her bag and then slung it over his shoulder.
“What’s with the media?”
“Oh, they found out about Changmin’s group, and like always, are blowing everything out of proportion.”
As soon as the door opened, the reporters were shouting questions at them.
“Who are you? Where are the creatures? Is it true that they had to shackle the vamp to keep him from killing them all?”
Sylver tried to maneuver through them. Jessica clung to his arm. He stopped long enough to wrap his arm around her shoulders and pull her through the crowd. Suddenly there was a camera and microphone in his face. The reporter behind it asked, “Just tell us how it is living with them in the same building.”
Sylver sighed and looked around. Everything went quiet. “They’re good neighbors,” Sylver finally said. “They’re quiet, they keep to themselves.”
“So the rumors about creature wars aren’t true?”
“Not that I’ve heard.”
“Which member is your favorite? Which creature do you support?”
“They’re all nice,” Sylver replied. “I can’t wait for their CD to come out so I can buy it. Now if you’ll excuse us, we’re going to be late for school.”
The questions continued, but just when Sylver didn’t think they’d break through the crowd, one of the reporters yelled, “There they are!” All the reporters left them, some jostling them in their haste to get back to the steps. Quite suddenly they were alone.
Sylver took a deep breath and then looked down at Jessica. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Guess I’m going to have to get used to that, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Sylver went to move his arm from Jessica’s shoulders, but before he could, her arm went around his waist. He grinned at her, tightened his hold and his expectations for the new semester skyrocketed.
v-v
Yunho waited behind the four burly security guards. He had no intention of going beyond them. They stood in a line with Junsu on the far right, then Yoochun, Jae, Changmin and Yunho.
The reporters were shouting questions at them.
Yunho raised a hand and waited until they were all quiet.
“Thank you, now-”
Questions started flying again, and Yunho growled, knowing that golden glow was in his eyes. It worked though, and they all shut up.
“You keep talking and we’re walking back in that door. First off, after this, not one of us is going to talk to you, so take it or leave it. Second, we expect you to get the hell away from our building. There are very nice tenants here that don’t need to be bothered by your questions. Now. An introduction. Junsu.”
Junsu shot the cameras his you-can’t-ever-be-mad-at-me grin and said, “I’m the Elf, Kim Junsu.”
Yoochun barely smiled and said, “I’m the vampire, Park Yoochun.”
Jae flashed his full on, look-at-me-and-die smile. More than one of the human reporters swooned. “I’m the faerie, Kim Jaejoong, and I’m better than you.”
Yunho fought back a grin. He met Yoochun’s gaze and they rolled their eyes.
Changmin bowed a bit and with a shy smile said, “I’m the zombie and magnae, Shim Changmin.”
The fangirls in the courtyard squealed.
“And I’m Jung Yunho, their leader. Yes, we are an experimental group under SM Entertainment. No, we don’t have a name or a date when we’re going to debut. Right now, we’re just trying to get along with each other. And so far, things are okay. Jae and Junsu have finally stopped throwing magic at each other, and Yoochun and I can be in the same room without trying to play alpha male.”
“No one is going to believe that a vampire is taking orders from a werewolf,” a reporter said.
Yunho ignored him and continued, “If we debut, I’m sure SM will schedule a press conference. Until then, we’ll see you guys later.”
The questions started immediately. Yunho gestured for the doorman to open the doors. Halfway through the lobby, Yunho’s legs gave out. Both Yoochun and Jae caught him before he could fall. Flashbulbs and light filled the lobby. Jae flung his hand, throwing the lights back at the reporters. Yoochun crouched and with Junsu’s help, got the now slightly conscious werewolf on his back.
“Dumb dog,” Jae muttered.
“He’ll be alright,” Changmin said. “After the hunt I guess.”
“How are we even going to get him there?”
“We’ll figure it out,” Yoochun said.
They settled Yunho into his bed. His skin was hot and covered with sweat. He muttered something and thrashed around.
“Go get that sedative,” Yoochun said to Changmin.
Yunho’s fingers lengthened to claws, and only Yoochun’s quick reflexes kept them out of Junsu’s arm.
“You two get out of here,” Yoochun said, as Yunho bucked, mouth open, canines glistening. “He can’t kill me or Changmin.”
“But-” Jae bit his lip.
Junsu grabbed his arm and pulled him through the door. “He’ll be alright.”
Changmin barreled past them, and the door slammed.
Jae turned scared eyes to Junsu. They both jumped when there was a loud crash on the other side of the door.
“Damn it, Changmin!” Yoochun shouted. “Hold him.”
Junsu tried to pull Jae down the hall. “Come on, Jae. He’ll be alright.”
Jae fought against him for a moment and then said, “What if he’s not?”
“He will be. Come on. We have to get ready and go down to the studio.”
“Damn him for making me care about him,” Jae muttered and stalked to his room.
Junsu smiled after him. “Who would have thought,” he said to himself. He went to
Yoochun’s room and sat on his bed, flipping through the lyric sheets to Holding On. It was only a few minutes later that Yoochun came in. His arm was covered in blood.
“God, are you alright?”
Yoochun waved him away. “Yeah, I’m okay.” Yoochun ripped the shirt off and winced. “Yunho just got me with a claw.”
Junsu stood. “Here, let me see if I can heal it.”
“It’s dead flesh,” Yoochun said. “It’s fine, and it’s your blood anyway.”
Junsu smiled. “Are you going to come to the studio with us?”
“No, even if you manage to leave in the next few minutes, someone needs to stay here with Yunho.”
“Yeah. I’m going to go shower.”
“I’m going to run through those lyrics one more time.”
“Don’t you dare change any,” Junsu said. “They’re fine as they are.”
Everything was tense as Changmin, Junsu and Jae got ready to go. Jae was unnaturally quiet, and when Changmin touched his arm, the faerie didn’t cringe away, but looked up at him with empty eyes.
“Come on, hyung,” Changmin said. “He did warn us.”
“But what do we do?” Jae whispered.
“Nothing for now. We have to go.”
Junsu called to the front desk and made sure the car was there and ready to go. They got in the elevator. Halfway down, Junsu flung a burst of cold wind at Jae’s face. He barely looked up, so then Junsu drenched him in water.
Jae’s eyes shone with blue fire. “Leave me alone.” He waved a hand and dried himself off.
“I will not leave you alone,” Junsu said and grabbed the sides of Jae’s face to make him look at him.
“We’re about to wade through a bunch of reporters and you need to be the carefree, smiling, gorgeous faerie you are, you understand me? They’re going to want to know what’s wrong with Yunho, and by damn, you’re not going to let them realize that you even care. You want that to get out, that you have feelings for a werewolf?”
“I don’t care who knows.”
“I know, and in time, we’ll let everyone know, but now is not that time. Now, come on. Smile. Smile and be arrogant and gorgeous and exude that faerie grace of yours that makes humans lose themselves.”
Jae smirked. “Just humans?”
“All creatures. Even elves. God, Jae, half the time we hate you is because we’re jealous of you.”
“I want to get that in writing,” Jae said.
“He’s right, though,” Changmin said. “We need you right now, hyung, to lead us.”
Jae took a deep breath. “I really am gorgeous, aren’t I?”
“Yes,” Junsu said and released him. “Go show it off.”
“I wish I was beautiful like you, hyung,” Changmin said.
Jae looked at the kid. He wasn’t meeting his eyes. “Look, Changmin, you’re pretty good looking yourself.”
“I’m just a zombie though.”
“Best looking zombie I’ve ever seen,” Jae said.
“Now you’re just saying that.”
“Are you kidding?” Jae said. “I’ve never seen a zombie keep his human features as well as you have. And it definitely helps that you’re finally eating enough.”
“Thanks, hyung,” Changmin whispered.
“Shall we dazzle the media a bit?” Jae asked and then waved a hand in front of Changmin and then Junsu.
Changmin looked at Junsu in awe. His skin didn’t … sparkle, necessarily, but it was deeper. Clearer. “What did you do?” he whispered.
Changmin’s looked the same, but just a bit less … sparkly.
“I took the light that all creatures have and pulled it to the surface,” Jae said. “Little trick.”
“I have light in me?” Changmin said, voice breaking on the light.
Jae smirked. “Something keeps you walking, doesn’t it? Something keeps your eyes open and your skin regenerating.”
Junsu opened the doors, and said, “Well, let’s go dazzle them, shall we?”
Almost as soon as they stepped into the foyer, flashbulbs and lights were on them. Jae threw a little bit of the light back at them, just enough to blind them until they were outside. And Jae turned it on. A huge smile and kissy faces at the female reporters. Three of them fainted.
The male reporters regained their senses a bit sooner and started shouting questions, “Where’s Yunho? Did he faint earlier? Did he shift before the full moon? Where are you guys going? What’s happening? Why isn’t the vamp with you?”
“Who has to suck Yunho’s dick?”
That stopped them. Jae turned around, forced his lip curled in disgust and he said, “Don’t worry. The job is still open if you want it.” And then kept walking.
A few of the reporters laughed.
A security guard had the car door open for them, and they climbed inside.
“Wow,” Changmin said. “They didn’t try to grab us at all.”
Jae grinned. “It’s the light. To us it’s not nearly as bright as it is to human eyes. And if they’re not careful, on TV, we’ll just come out as white blobs.”
“I hope Yunho is alright,” Changmin whispered and then shivered.
“He will be,” Junsu said forcefully.
The ride was quiet. Jae kept clenching his hand on his knee, worry for Yunho threatening to overwhelm him. He’d never been worried about anyone but himself before, and he didn’t really like it. He didn’t like how much Yunho suddenly meant to him, but he also wouldn’t have traded it for anything. He’d never go back to how he used to be.
“Hyung?” Changmin said and touched his hand.
Jae jerked it away.
Hurt crossed Changmin’s face.
Jae, burying every bit of distaste that he could, grabbed Changmin’s hand. “Sorry, Minnie,” he said. “You just startled me.”
And it felt good. Good to just hold someone’s hand and take the comfort that it offered. Jae sighed and even leaned into Changmin a little bit. He shut his eyes, until he heard the unmistakable sound of a cell phone taking a picture.
He sat up. “What the hell?”
Junsu smiled from across the car. “Yoochun would never believe me, so I had to take a picture.”
Chapter 15: You guys are going to be a huge hit.
Chapter 13: Thank you for complimenting me, even if it was forced.
Chapter 12: Junsu is not good at hiding his feelings.
Chapter 11: So are we going to celebrate or what?
Chapter 10: And no throwing pieces of Changmin at each other either.
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