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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.
AN: I'm sorry I think I ruined the fic for everyone. We are getting closer to the end, I think. And even though I already finished it, I hate the ending. So I constantly try to think of something better, but as of now, I still don't have a better idea. Any suggestions? I mean, maybe just tell me what you guess will happen or whatever. Also, I think this was predictable and lamely written. I need to get better I know and I'm sorry! Any constructive criticism is always welcome :)

They arrived at Changmin's mansion two hours later. Changmin's eyes expressed all the displeasure in the world, but Jaejoong wasn't too secretive about his hatred either.

"Uh, Changmin, that's Jaejoong. Jaejoong Changmin," said Yunho quickly. The following silence was deafening.

"I just show Jaejoong his room, then I come back down, okay?" suggested Yunho and all but dragged the other one away and up the stairs. The awkwardness didn't leave though. They hadn't talked about what had happened in that small town after the phone call. It felt like returning to the first stage of a high school romance and Jaejoong had been sure he was over that by now.

"Here," said Yunho and opened a door to a bedroom. It looked nice and Jaejoong put his bag down. "Good night," the other one said and fled from the room.

Jaejoong supposed Yunho had to tell Changmin about everything that happened now. Not their kiss, hopefully, but everything else. Uh, their kiss. Jaejoong still felt the butterflies in his stomach. It shouldn't be like that. Since when did he start to feel those kind of emotions again?

He was woken from his pondering when he heard a knocking on the window. The black-winged kite was there. Jaejoong checked that his door was closed and opened the window.

"I'm still a little annoyed by you, you know," greeted Jaejoong, but he knew his voice didn't pass on that feeling. He climbed on the window sill to sit there, so that the bird could enjoy the outside. He knew it liked it better than staying in a room.

"I warned you. Don't get close to him, Jae," said the bird as it landed on Jaejoong's knee.

Jaejoong felt a little sorry for it. The kite always tried his best to help him and protect him after all, and Jaejoong seemed to disappoint him to no end.

"But I missed him so much. It felt so good being in his arms again," Jaejoong admitted, barely audible.

"I know," the bird just said.

"Hey, have you been watching us the whole time?" Jaejoong suddenly got an idea.

"I'm always watching over you," the kite answered. Jaejoong smiled gratefully.

"Do you perhaps now what Yunho meant by what I didn't notice?" he asked.

"No, not really," the kite said.

"Too bad."

"But I have news anyway," announced the bird.

Jaejoong looked down at it, encouraging it to share the information.

"Junsu did tell Yoochun about you and your old friend and Yoochun figured the rest out all right. He has been at the hotel south of Seoul, but couldn't find you there, obviously. He did find your motorcycle though."

"No, not my harley." Jaejoong sighed as sadness settled over him. It was his only possession that meant something to him. He looked into the night as some bats flew in the sky.

"You can't do anything for it," the bird said and nudged him lightly.

"I know. I still would have liked if they hadn't found it," said Jaejoong as he petted the animal on his leg.

"How is your shoulder?" it asked him.

A smile crossed Jaejoong's face."Way better," he declared happily.

"That's good."

"How is the boss? Is he looking for me?"

"Yes, he is. But also for Yoochun. He was forced to run as well," informed the kite shortly.

"What?" asked Jaejoong in disbelief. "Damn, he deserved that," he exclaimed with a grin.

"What did who deserve?" asked a voice from behind all of a sudden.

Jaejoong nearly fell out the window in shock. "Ah, Yunho! Can't you knock?" he hissed angrily.

Yunho didn't seem fazed and instead came closer. "What are you doing there anyway?" he asked as Jaejoong turned back around. "Leave me alone," he muttered as he turned back to the kite. "Why does the boss want him now, though?"

"Yoochun did hide quiet a lot of crucial information from him after all," said the kite. It didn't seem bothered by Yunho.

"Oh, right." Jaejoong let out a laugh. It made him feel a lot better to know that Yoochun had no power anymore. Irony of fate.

"Who are you talking to?" Yunho asked then, his voice gave off some kind of suspicious tone as he approached the window with Jaejoong.

"He sent you on secret missions, the phone calls he did to Yunho, he didn't give him the information he got from tracking certain people's phones."

"What about Junsu? That stupid fool, how could he tell him about it?" wondered Jaejoong aloud, hurt clearly found in his voice.

"I don't know about him," answered the kite truthfully.

Yunho grabbed Jaejoong's shoulder and turned his torso around to get his attention.

"What?" the other one asked in annoyance.

Yunho looked around. "Who are you talking to?" he repeated.

"It doesn't concern you," retorted Jaejoong and shrugged him off.

"Then get away from the window sill," ordered Yunho, his tone coming off as cold and distant.

"I guess you need to go now," said Jaejoong with a sigh and a look at the bird as it spread his wings and flew off. "Bye."


Yunho pulled Jaejoong inside and observes him carefully. Eventually, he shared his thoughts aloud, "No one was there, Jae."

"Can't you see it? The black-winged kite," replied Jaejoong as he put his feet back on the ground of the room.

"There was no kite.."

Jaejoong stared at him in confusion.

"Maybe you should go to bed, Jae," Yunho suggested and closed the window.

"Leave me alone. The kite is a better company than you are," muttered Jaejoong as he went to sit on the bed, laying his weapons out on the nightstand. and getting ready for bed indeed now.

"I'm going to stay here tonight," Yunho announced as he undressed his sweatshirt and jeans.

"I'm not sharing a bed with you," declared Jaejoong immediately. They definitely weren't at that stage yet after all.

"I take this chair then," said Yunho and settled down, crossing his arms and relaxing his muscles.

"As you wish," grumbled Jaejoong and turned off the light.


It was the middle of the night when Jaejoong woke up. He saw red eyes watching him from outside, but Yunho probably didn't like the bird, so he couldn't let him in. He threw a look at the other man. He had fallen halfway off the chair in his sleep. Jaejoong sighed as he quietly got up. "You fool," he muttered under his breath as he carefully lifted Yunho up and carried him the few feet until he could place him down on the bed. Yunho luckily didn't wake up. "Damn, you're heavier than you look," whispered Jaejoong as he threw the blanket over both of them and went back to sleep. He couldn't just let him stay like that after all.


As Jaejoong woke up the next morning, he realized he was alone in the room. Yunho wasn't there anymore.

He got dressed, wearing a clean shirt for a change and made his way downstairs when he heard voices talk.

"He was talking to himself, Changmin. And not the usual muttering. It was as if he had a conversation with his inner self or something," exclaimed Yunho, his voice sounded exhausted.

"Hm, okay. Did you ask him about it?" Jaejoong heard Changmin say who sounded rather uninterested. A cold shiver ran down his spine. He still wasn't comfortable at all with Changmin, but now, he didn't know if he could trust Yunho any longer either.

"No, should I?"

"I don't know. Did you tell him everything yet?"

Jaejoong looked up, trying to listen carefully, so as to understand each and every word now.

After a long silence, Yunho finally answered. "No."

Jaejoong felt anger flow through his body. Why wasn't he telling him? Why was he always keeping stuff from him? Jaejoong hated it and Yunho knew that all too well, but still, he continued anyway.

Jaejoong entered the room then, it was the kitchen.

The other two looked up in surprise.

"Jae." Yunho eyed him slowly, as if to check whether Jaejoong had heard him before.

"Yeah, I did hear it, Yunho, if you're wondering," muttered Jaejoong as an answer.

Yunho ducked his head between his shoulders.

"Maybe you should tell him now, though, Yunho?" suggested Changmin with a look at Jaejoong, who then decided that maybe, the other one wasn't as bad as he had thought he was. Changmin's eyes were almost glaring into him. It felt weird. He didn't know what to do with him. Even if he got used to him, eventually, Changmin would still hate him. He had killed his mother for fuck's sake!

Jaejoong quickly looked away, over to Yunho, staring into his eyes now. "Tell me what?" The other one was apparently still trying to figure out whether to do it or not.

"Fine, sit down, please," he said with a gesture towards a third chair at the table.

Jaejoong did so and waited for Yunho to talk.

"I can't understand why you don't know," he started, but Jaejoong's impatient glare made him continue quickly. "There is a reason why no one of Changmin's and miy friends like the company you are working for."

Jaejoong finally realized the problem. They knew the true purpose of it. "I know it's not a financial aiding company. Is it that? But I never killed innocent people!"

"Changmin's and Yunho's eyes widened. "No, that wasn't exactly what I was talking about," said Yunho slowly. "I mean we know there work hired killers, even though I guess Changmin wasn't aware that you were one of them. But I was actually talking about your boss."

"What about him?" asked Jaejoong with a frown.

"He really doesn't know?" wondered Changmin out loud and Jaejoong had enough by now. "Don't keep on telling me that I don't know. Tell me what I dont know."

"The name of the owner is Han Jaehwa. He is the brother of Han Konu. He was behind the assassination attempt on the president three years ago," explained Yunho.

"I can't believe you didn't connect them yet," said Changmin in bewilderment.

"I-I-" Jaejoong didn't know what to say. He honestly didn't know of that. "Was he...was he the one after you for all these years?" He barely dared saying it out loud.

Yunho nodded.

"But how can I know that you aren't lying to me now?" Jaejoong asked carefully. He had trouble understanding it all. How could it be? Had he done the work for the one who was at fault for Jaejoong's and Yunho's seperation?

"What do you think why he only told you now? He obviously didn't want to scare you off," said Changmin, and Jaejoong knew that he was right. It all made sense now.


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Jun. 30th, 2015 11:45 pm (UTC)
Now how would Jae knows when he thought Yunho was dead that his friends don't like the company Jae is working for....Yunho never told him much before he 'disappeared'. In fact, nobody told Jae anything. By the way, how did Jae end up as a killer. He is not one before Yunho 'died'.
Jul. 1st, 2015 03:44 pm (UTC)
Yep, it's not Jae's fault, and read the next chap. It will explain :D love you for commenting dear <3 so much <333
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