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Title: As Red Eyes Stare Through The Night
Pairing/Characters: YunJae, Yoochun, Changmin, Junsu
Rating: R
Warning: Character deaths (just minors..; do I need to warn for already dead characters?), Violence
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except of the story idea.
Summary: Jaejoong was torn out of his own quiet world when he saw someone else take away a life for the first time. That was the start. Now, as he kills people for a living, he finds out more about his past than he had ever wanted.

"You didn't pick up your phone, so I called your office," Jaejoong explained as a start.

"My phone was stolen," said Yoochun grimly.

"What?" Jaejoong tried his best to sound as shocked as possible. Relief flooded through his body at those words though because it meant that Yoochun probably didn't suspect him. Yet, at least. Just keep cool, Jae, he told himself.

"Anyway, when will you be back?"

"I was injuried. I can't come back in the next few days, but all is done," Jaejoong stated over his phone. The other one inquired about his well-being shortly, but Jaejoong brushed him off. He was fine.

"Okay, I expect you back as soon as possible. But I hope you got far enough away for now. Don't stay close to that massacre you seemed to have caused at the mansion," Yoochun warned.

"Don't worry. I'll disappear for now."

"Take care, Jae," were Yoochun's last words before he hung up and left Jaejoong to himself. The other one grabbed his gun, placed it into the holder on his belt, wore his black jacket and secured his knife below his wrist, so that he could easily access it if needed. His phone was turned off, the batteries lay on the bed. He left it here, so that neither his boss nor Yoochun could track him. With one last look behind, he walked outside and locked the door. He maneuvered himself on his harley and slowly drove off. The wound in his shoulder still made his left arm mostly useless. He had removed the bullet and bandaged it after coming back yesterday morning.

Jaejoong parked his beloved motorcycle in a secluded alley before heading for the mansion once more. He knew he shouldn't do it. He really shouldn't. He would get himself killed one day because of things like these. But he needed to do it. His own personal mission wasn't done yet.

He didn't enter the estate though. Instead he climbed a tree near the road that led only towards the Shim mansion. It was more than difficult and put a great strain on his injury, but he eventually reached a thick branch where he could sit and watch everyone that was passing. A pair of binoculars was hanging around his neck to make it easier.

Jaejoong waited for almost three hours until he finally spotted a car approaching. Two people were seated inside. He immediately looked through the binoculars. Just as he had guessed. He knew the driver. He really was the son of Shim Eunmi as it seemed. Shim Changmin. The one who Jaejoong had been looking for for so long. The one who had, with no remorse, taken Yunho's life. He needed to pay for that.

Jaejoong jumped down and hid under a bush as he loaded his gun and waited. The car came closer and closer, until it was finally within shooting range. The wind was softly blowing through his hair as he patiently waited for the right moment. It came and Jaejoong didn't hesitate. He aimed for the tires and fired.

The car screeched to a halt near a tree. Before the two people were even out, Jaejoong was already pressed to the back of the car where neither of them could see him, waiting for one of them to enter his radius in which he could take them out. The passenger stepped out first. The tall man examined the front tire and then headed for the back one to check if that one was flat, too.

This was Jaejoong's chance. He switched his gun for his knife as the man kneeled down, and turned around the car's back, ready to strike. The man, though, had heard him as it seemed, because he quickly jumped up and stumbled back a few feet. Jaejoong lunged forward to cut the throat, but the man managed to get his arm in between it to shield himself. Jaejoong hissed angrily. Usually, he was fast enough to kill them before they noticed him. But that wasn't the only unusual thing. It was now that Jaejoong realized he knew that man, too.

"Not possible," he gasped, frozen as their eyes met. It felt like forever. Shock had taken control of Jaejoong's body and made him unable to move. His mind had stopped working, too. "Move, you idiot!" he heard the kite shout nearby, but it didn't seem to register in his head. Time had stopped. He didn't even dare to move, even if he would have been able to.

Suddenly, a shout tore through the silence. "Don't!" the man in front of him let out, reaching for Jaejoong, or at least that was what Jaejoong thought. That was when he felt something being pressed roughly into his back. He immediately knew it was a gun. Before he was even able to think, his instincts kicked in. He ducked away and shoved the gun away with his left hand as he took a skilled turn. It happened to fast that the other one behind him hadn't even had a chance to react. Jaejoong felt the pain in his shoulder at once, but chose to ignore it.

"You!" As soon as Jaejoong saw who it was, he threw himself onto him. He didn't succeed though, because strong arms were holding him back from behind. His heart was racing. Every part of him was burning up with anger. His muscles were flexing, testing his restraint.

"Jaejoong," the voice from behind breathed out, softly, carefully.

"What?!" Changmin asked, surprised. "That's him?!" He, too was now ready to snap Jaejoong's neck.

"Don't, Changmin, please." The voice pleaded, although Jaejoong didn't understand why.

Changmin hesitated and the other one took that as a good sign, his grip loosened. Jaejoong immediately used it to free himself and knock Changmin over. The skilled punch was so well-aimed that Changmin stayed down, unconcious.

"Don't!" The other one probably assumed that Jaejoong was going to beat Changmin to death. He was wrong. Jaejoong felt as if his veins were on fire as he turned around, his gun out again and pointed at the man in front of him.


Yunho immediately lifted his arms to show he surrendered.

"It's not possible. How- how are you alive?" Jaejoong asked and chocked, the fire inside turning into overwhelming rage. Neither his confusion nor his hurt were showing. He had pushed both as far back as possible. No need for those emotions now.

"I know it might seem strange..," Yunho started, slowly, not sure where he was going with that.

"It might seem strange? I saw you die! I saw him," with that Jaejoong gestured towards the still form on the ground next to him, "shoot you in the chest. How the fuck are you alive?" His voice wasn't high, nervous or rushed. No, it was deep and dangerous, controlled, making Yunho shiver in fear.

"Explain yourself or I make sure your sorry ass stays dead this time," he threatened, his gun insistingly pressed to Yunho's forehead.


Jaejoong regarded Yunho from his bed. The other one was sitting on the chair, thoroughly tied up and unable to move anything other than his head.

"You could at least have taken Changmin to his home or laid him into his car after knocking him out like that." Yunho appeared quite calm and collected for being a prisoner to him now, but Jaejoong wouldn't reward him for that. He would continue to show as little emotion as possible. Nothing new for him anyway. He didn't answer and instead chose to dismantle himself off his weapons. His injury itched. He needed to look at it, make sure it didn't get infected and change the bandage, but he didn't want to do it in front of Yunho. The other one would know where to strike if he got the chance then. It was too dangerous. But Jaejoong didn't dare leave the room either. As long as he didn't know how Yunho could even be alive, he didn't trust him one bit.

So Jaejoong pulled out a thick scarf and blindfolded him. He tested if the other one could see through it and after being satisfied with his plan, he undressed.

"Hey, why did you do that? What are you doing now? Jaejoong?" Yunho kept on complaining, but Jaejoong didn't listen.

"It looks okay. Just needs a new bandage," the kite suddenly said as the bandage was almost completely removed. Jaejoong was surprised at first, but laughed lightly when seeing his friend again.

"I hope so," he replied, smiling.

"Who's there? With whom are you talking?" Yunho immediately asked, his head lifted high to catch every little noise, but Jaejoong kept on ignoring the other one anyway.

"Shouldn't he be..dead?" the kite asked in bewilderment, his eyes scanning the tied-up figure on the chair.

Jaejoong wrapped a new bandage around the wound. "What shall I do with him then? Kill him myself?"

"What? No, please not!" Yunho interfered quickly, though he was ignored again.

Jaejoong sighed. "Maybe you are right. It's probably for the best. Dead people should stay dead," he said in resignation with a shrug of his shoulders, hoping the other one would perhaps talk. Tell him what had happened. Why he was alive foremost.

"I'm not dead. I have never been. Changmin didn't kill me! I tell you everything, please, just- can you take off the scarf first?" requested Yunho, his voice still too calm for Jaejoong's liking. Wasn't he afraid? Jaejoong had changed. Yunho couldn't know whether the other one would hurt him or not, because Jaejoong sure was capable of it, and not averse to it either.

He didn't answer immediately, instead getting dressed and throwing the used bandage into the trash first. He then took his gun and approached Yunho to take off the scarf. "I'm listening."

Yunho shook his head and looked around and though he appeared to be calm, his eyes told a different story. It pleased Jaejoong because it meant that Yunho hopefully would tell the truth now.

"Changmin didn't kill me. He- he indeed shot me, but I was in hospital on time and the Shim family took care of me afterwards," told Yunho. He looked at Jaejoong and waited for a sign to continue.

"You were alive all this time?" Jaejoong's voice sounded doubtful, almost offended.

"Yeah," mumbled Yunho as he looked away. His eyes fell on the small red box on the desk. "So it really was you," he mumbled suddenly, not sounding surprised at all though.

"I need it," stated Jaejoong shortly, not taking his eyes away from his prisoner.


"It doesn't concern you."

"Okay." Yunho turned his head back to face the other one. "It might not be the best time to say it, but I missed you, Jae."

"Shut up," the other one immediately retorted, not fazed at all.

"It was unfortunate that it happened like this."

"Listen, Yunho. Unfortunate is that you are still alive. We ended before this. I don't care anymore," declared Jaejoong and went up to close the window, making sure the curtains were still blocking outside viewers. Moving was a sign of his distress. He hated feeling that, so he had to move, he had to do something, distract himself. "I have a question for you, though. Are you in contact with Yoochun?"

"What? With whom?" Yunho asked, his face showing confusion. Jaejoong wondered if he was just that good in acting and deceiving or if he truly didn't know about who he was talking about. He didn't say anything else.


"Don't move!" Jaejoong warned, his gun aimed at Yunho.

The other one was surprised as he realized that he wasn't tied up anymore after opening his eyes. He probably had fallen asleep, although he didn't remember. He rubbed his sore wrists in relief.

"I'm leaving. You are free to go afterwards," announced Jaejoong, but his voice was cold and distant.

Yunho hesitated as he looked up, then asked, "Can I have my ring back, please?"

Jaejoong's eyebrows rose in surprise. He had forgotten about the ring which was still on his own ring finger. He didn't even know Yunho had noticed. "I, uh, yeah," he stuttered as he took it off and lay it on the ground. He had just taken it, so that the Shim's wouldn't have it, but it was Yunho's after all.

"Thank you," Yunho said, his voice sincerer. Jaejoong let a small smile slip, before he quickly turned around to walk out.

"Don't give the box to anyone! You have to keep it a secret!" Yunho called after him, but Jaejoong didn't stop. He just left for his harley and drove off. His shoulder was good enough, he should make it to Seoul now.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jun. 11th, 2015 05:11 am (UTC)
Why the cover up, Yunho? Jae should have just shot Min so that he won't come back to hunt Jae,...they shouldn't be any witness.
Jun. 11th, 2015 04:26 pm (UTC)
You probably are right. Maybe Jae had something else to deal with and so, he didn't think of it? Who knows? :D
Btw, I really wanna thank you for these comments, once again, and I'm so sorry that I can't tell you anything more. I hope you understand, because I don't want to spoiler it, so I just happily read what you think, but can't really say much to it. Really sorry, but please know that I appreciate it! So much! <3
Jun. 13th, 2015 07:18 pm (UTC)
Wow.....nao interesting. I love how string & brave JJ.
Jun. 14th, 2015 08:59 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much for reading and commenting first of all. And yeah, I love badass Jj, too, so <3 :D
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