Ramblings of doomedpassion aka DJ Panic

In the posh sitting room of Doctor Lee Jihyun, sat the good doctor, a girl and a boy. "Young miss, I would like you to step outside for a minute," said the good doctor. "Hn." She stalked out the room, muttering under her breath. When she was asked what was wrong, she stared coldly at her questioner. Within the posh sitting room of Doctor Lee Jihyun, Yang Yoseob was being questioned. "Tell me what happened after Yoon Doojoon disappeared." "We searched high and low.  We found the location of the place he was being kept based on...our friend's dream.  We went there and tried to save him.  We found a girl instead...you know.  It is hard for me...that's why I have to do this.  i don't know what I'd do if..." "If I can't be of help?  Don't worry too much because I can help."  Just not in the way you imagine.  "You may rest outside, as I begin with my new patient." Yoseob hesitated.  There was something about this doctor that he found unnerving. "Miss, you may enter," said the nurse. The minute she walked in, the light snapped off. "Miss, help me recreate what happened the night you were kidnapped."

"Now tell me what happened before that?" "I woke up and was told to serve the doctor.  It is my duty to serve him, as I was created by him." "Created?  Are you sure that you weren't changed?  You are human aren't you?" "Why are you asking me these questions that I already ask myself?  I am here to find out, who I was, not here to be asked those questions.  Get serious!" "Alright then, can you remember any further back?" "No." "Usually, a person becomes amnesiac when they experience something horrible.  Have you experienced something like that?" "You're telling me that I am!  You're not of help at all!" "Alright...did you ever experience pain when you woke up to serve the doctor?" "Yes...my body was on fire, but then it evaporated, like it never happened." "Do you know who these people are?"

The doctor showed a family photo of Doojoon and his parents. "Well, it's obvious that the boy in the middle is the man and woman's son." "Cut the bullshit," snapped the doctor.  "Tell me what you think.  We're not making any progress." "Fine I think the boy's name is...his name is...I don't know what it is." "Here, bring this photo back for your next visit.  Good bye." "Good bye." When the girl and her group were gone, a man stepped out of the shadows. "Good job, brother." "You!  How did you get in?" "A relic of the old days let me in.  Father and I were disappointed when you left the gang."

December 6th 2009
"Jay-omma isn't coming home for Christmas right?" asked Wooyoung tearfully.

"I'm sorry Wooyoung," said Taeckyeon.

"Appa, that's not fair!" wailed Wooyoung.

"It's going to be okay," said Junho.

"NO! Give me back my omma!" shrieked Wooyoung.

"Woo, it's going to be okay," said Nickhun.

"No it isn't," insisted Wooyoung.

"He still has trouble adjusting," whispered Junho to Junsu.

"That's so sad," said Junsu. "He can't understand that we've replaced Taec and Jay as the band's appa and omma."

"It's okay Woo," said Nickhun soothingly over and over like a broken record.

December 24th 2009

"Let's make a wish at midnight!" said Junho.

"Okay," said Wooyoung happily. He knew just what he was wishing for-Jay-omma to come back.

December 26th 2009

Wooyoung woke up extra early and waited at the door. He waited and waited, but Jay Park never came.

"Wait here. Don't do anything drastic or stupid," said T.K. She left B2st and Jay at the waiting room of the Psychological department of P.Ward. "Park  ssi, good to see you again," said Kim Seoha. "I don't have time to chat. This is an emergency. I can't handle this case myself due to a conflict of interest," said T.K. "What's wrong?" "The case is delicate and I want the higher ups notified. Yoon Doo Joon was kidnapped then psychologically damaged by his captors and his sexual identity has been manipulated. I can feel my own mind and soul being affected by Doo Joon's. Not only in the short space of time that I have worked with B2st did I become best friends with him, I also found out that our soul waves and mental frequency are almost identical." "Ah, I understand. Alright I'll call the doctor." She punched a number into the phone. "One second, okay?" "Alright..." Meanwhile, in the waiting room. "Don't touch me," hissed the girl at Yo Seob. "Don't stare at me like that. I should have shot you." She bared her teeth. There were fangs. Only Jay noticed. He shivered. What have I done? "Don't worry, you have," muttered Yo Seob.

"Just shut up," said Jay. "I've got enough guilt to handle." "Damn right you do," snarled Yo Seob. "I don't even know why you kidnapped me." There was no answer. Yo Seob looked at his hands and groaned. He didn't know how to deal with the girl. He still couldn't understand why she wanted to kill him and why she didn't recognize him. It hurt. The girl moved away from the group. She shivered. For some reason being close to them made her feel uncomfortable. Her heart hurt. She wanted to get away. She was afraid of what she'd find, what she'd remember. She had after all tried to kill the man that made her feel the most pain in her heart. She had hesitated, but she didn't know why. She also had no memory of her past, save last night as her first night in service to the doctor. She knew that those boys, especiallly that one was a part of her past. The only reason why her heart hurt was that they had been important to her. She wanted to know, but she was afraid. "Alright, Yo Seob, miss, we're going to see doctor Lee," said T.K.

There were still lights on in the building.

Yo Seob ripped the door off it's hinges. Nobody questioned the action. They all sympathized with him.

The thump of footsteps echoed through the halls.

There was one door open.

The doctor was seated in office. His elbows were touching the desk. His fingers were crossed under his chin. There were beautiful, plastic looking five nurses in the room. They all had weapons on them. There was one standing behind the doctor. The others were situated at the cornersof the room.

"I didn't expect you to be so late."

"What did you do to him?" snarled Yo Seob lunging at the doctor, who with a nod of his head, ordered the nurses to attack. Four nurses rushed from the corners surrounding him. Four guns were aimed at his head. The nurse standing behind the doctor raised her head. She raised a gun and she aimed it at his heart.

"Fuck!" swore T.K. "I should have known."

Yo Seob stared confused and hurt. "Why?"

"Freeze." A chill and blast of cold swept the nurses and turned them into ice.

"Ki Kwang, you are a life saver."

"Thanks, man."

"Why?"

"Yo Seob, Doo Joon will be fine. We'll take...her...to the hospital tomorrow."

"By the way, doctor have a nice time in jail for illegal trafficking of prostitutes, illegal plastic surgery, illegal weapons possession and under the table dealings. Let's go," said T.K. She pushed the doctor face down onto his desk, but not before taking his weapons.

It took a total of six hours to find the architect. It was 1 A.M. in the morning. T.K. knocked on the door. When no one answered, she said "We'll invite ourselves in. The company will pay him tomorrow to shut him up. We won't bother him again. I'm going to possess him now. Dear, take care of my body."

Jay held T.K.'s body to his body bridle style. in five minutes, the architect, who was a middle aged man opened the door. When T.K left his body, he was surprised to see two of Korea's boy bands standing at his door with an ex. member and two females.

"Mr. Seo," said T.K., "this is a matter of importance. Our company will pay you for services and secrecy. May we please enter?"

The man was afraid of T.K. It was her voice that spoke to him in his head. Her will overpowered his and she was able to take over his body. He moved to let them enter his house.

"We have a few questions to ask you."

Jun Hyung and Hyun Seung had to restrain Yo Seob because was ready to tear the man apart for answers.

"Did you design a sphere made of glass and mirrors?"

"What's it to you?"

"Our friend is trapped in it and is being tortured," said T.K gritting her teeth.

Jun Hyung and Hyun Seung released Yo Seob. Yo Seob immediately grabbed the man by the throat.

"If you want to keep your life and get the money, you will tell me, right now," growled Yo Seob.

"Y-yes."

"Where is it? Who did you make it for?"

"D-doctor...d-docter S-shim...he's a plastic surgeon. I made multiple of those rooms for him. They were made for his patients."

"Thank you, Mr. Seo. You won't be seeing us again unless you turn on the television." said Ki Kwang.

"Annyeong." They waved goodbye.

The moment they got out the door, they ran for the vans, which were painted black. The black vans were swallowed by night.

"Jay, tell me what your dream was like. Where did it take place?"

"In a glass and mirrored room. I could see so many refractions of what was happening to you and...god...I don't want to remember."

"What was happening?"

"Hot metal and cat of nine tails, silver spikes on the bed...I can't...don't make me go through this again."

"I'm sorry Jay...for reminding you."

"Glass and mirrored rooms...we're looking for architects. Call Ki Kwang. He's probably sitting beside my sister. Tell him we're looking for the architect that created a room of glass and mirrors. And not Versailles, it's a sphere. Anyone here got a Smartphone?

"I'll get to it right now," said Jay.

When Doo Joon woke, he was trapped in a spherical glass and mirror room. There was a queen-sized bed in the center. It's sheets were white. A blast of memories hit him of the night before. A crystal rolled down his cheeks. There was more to come when he realized he was in an unfamiliar place.

"Onje?"

"Doctor, she's awake?

Doo Joon looked at his body. He screamed.

He was in a female body. The bottom half of the sphere was mirrors. The woman stared at her reflection. She had some nice assets. The body was hourglass shaped. Her breasts were small, but pert. Her skin was slightly tanned and soft.

"Doctor are you going to sell her like the others?"

Doo Joon turned away from her reflection. She looked towards the sound of the woman's voice. A young handsome doctor was standing with a nurse on his arm.

"No."

"She's going to work here?"

"For today." The doctor's eyes met Doo Joon's and he smirked. After psychological and physical torture, you won't remember who you are. When they come for you, you won't recognize them, nor them you.

Doo Joon shivered, not because she was naked, but because of the doctor's cold dark eyes. They were the darkest tunnel of despair. She gave a strangled gasp, as he came near. The doctor clapped and the glass receded. She was naked before him-her body and soul. She shrank away but he came closer. He had in hand a long burning piece of metal and a cat of nine tails. She shrank further, falling off the bed, taking the sheets with her. The nurse came behind her and threw her back on the bed.

Red hot metal met skin. Yo Seob where are you?!
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doomedpassion: I have a thing for gender bending...and shineesoul 's Banana Boy kind of inspired me to do this one...Doo Joon in a skirt! LOL!

I think Doo Joon's hot, but I can sort of imagine him in a skirt...that's pretty funny. Just a light in a dark tunnel so to speak.

I can't continue...it's too morbid.

And so T.K. cooked lunch for twelve. They were having company. Yo Seob's parents and grandparents were here to inspect Doo Joon, or rather, his grandparents were going to inspect Doo Joon, as his parents already approved. She brought the food that she cooked for her family next door. She put everything in place at the table.

"Annyeong hasimnikka," said T.K. She bowed before ushering them into the living room. "Yo Seob will be here in a minute. My name is Park Taika*. I am B2st's caretaker. I prefer to be called T.K."

"Annyeong hasimnikka," said Yo Seob's parents and grandparents.

Yo Seob's grandparents glared at T.K.

"We had been hoping to hire you to help us, Princess Taika."

"I refused on good grounds. I do not agree with the old customs. I do not mind that people still follow them, but it is absurd to force them onto the unwilling, Yang shii."

"You are an outspoken young woman," said the old woman offended.

"I am what I am," T.K said.

"You're not making my case any better," said Yo Seob. "I couldn't do it."

"Boy, the deadline was yesterday," said his grandfather. "Beware the consequences."

"Come what be, I will not hurt Doojoon."

"Then you have sealed his fate," said his grandfather.

"Won't you stay for lunch?" asked T.K.

"Don't bother," said Yo Seob. "And I did not seal Doo Joon's fate. I'm glad he's not awake yet."

Yo Seob returned to the room where he left Doojoon. The window was open. The curtains were blowing. There was no sign of the older man. Yo Seob's heart jumped into his throat. Doojoon was gone.

"Yo Seob? Doo Joon? Oh my god! Doo Joon's gone!" T.K. cried frozen.

Yo Seob was staring out the window.

"He's gone...WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" There was a swirl of self-loathing, anger and fear in his eyes. He seemed utterly insane. "WHERE IS HE?!" He jumped out the window. His nostrils dilated. He couldn't find his beloved's scent. Yo Seob snarled. The fans that had gathered around him backed away.

"Dreamspeaker..." gasped T.K. "Yo Seob! Yo Seob! Get back up here."

Yo Seob managed to leave the crowd, leaving them unharmed and dragged himself up, back to the dorm unit.

"What?" He was absolutely deadened and depressed.

"Your grandparent's...one of them is a Dream Speaker and the other is Wind Caller, that is why Doo Joon disappeared. We need all the help we can get to find him. That includes canceling all B2st's activities, and maybe 2 PM's, plus others...who else are vampires?"

"Don't know. Heart hurts," said Yo Seob staring blankly.

The others just stared horrified.

"You guys start calling the manager and 2PM's manager. Call JYP and call other groups to find out whether they are vampires. I'm going next door."

"Jay! Help!"

"Taika, is anything everything alright? What happened with Yo Seob?"

"How did you know?" She was suspicious.

"I saw him out the window," said Jay.

"Did you see anything else? And where is my sister?"

"She went out."

"You're lying. The door to her room is closed and her soul signature is in the house. What did you do? And what is that sticking out of your pocket?"

"Last night, I dreamed...she came to me. You...She showed me what would happen if Doojoon wasn't turned...She had you...She was going to kill you...It was horrible and then, when they came by, she slipped the money. She had to make sure that I kept my side of the bargain. I wouldn't speak. I wouldn't let your sister know what was going on. She saw him flying out the window. God, I didn't know what to do."

"You bastard! How could you! Do you know how important Doo Joon is to Yo Seob? You should know because you feel the same for me!" She screamed. She grabbed him by the collar. "Release my sister. We're going after them."

She stormed out of the unit, down the hall into B2st's. "You heard that didn't you. We ready? We'll take two vans. 2pm with me and Jay. You guys with my sister. Yo Seob I don't want you to kill Jay. You can kill him if we don't find Doo Joon but right now he may have information. One of you keep your cellphone on. We'll contact each other with one cellphone per van. If it runs out, use another one, understand?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go."

They rushed down the stairs, into the garage.
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* The name's Finnish for magic and spell. Sounds a bit like my real name...or at least I think it does.

It was morning.  The others were due back.  Yo Seob watched as Doo Joon slumbered on.  He would sleep until Yo Seob motioned for him to wake.  He had to tell T.K. what he had done.  He wasn't proud, but he felt he had done what he should have.  He walked out the room and closed the door softly.  He walked out the front door and locked it behind him.  He knocked softly on T.K.'s door.  He was surprised to see her already awake.  It was before sunrise.  He hadn't been able to sleep, nor had she.  She had felt something wrong with Doo Joon.  She knew because their souls were similar.  She looked at Yo Seob pointedly.

"Tell me."

He looked at the floor and mumbled, "I couldn't do it...I nearly did, but I got cold feet.  I hypnotized him.  He won't remember.  But when my parents come...he'll know.  He'll hate me for it.  And tomorrow.  We're going back on schedule...I don't know whether to be relieved or not.  It'll be more difficult to keep him safe, but it be easier for me to avoid his anger."

Her brow creased.  "Your grandparents...tell me what are they like.  I want to locate their soul signature."

"Their evil.  Pure evil."

"No they aren't.  They can't be.  Their old fashioned, yes, but not evil.  They are close to Seoul.  I feel their presence.  They are coming over for lunch, Yo Seob.  What will you say for yourself?  I can't help you, you know and your parents can't either. "

As it so happened, Yo Seob afraid that he would hurt Doo Joon changed his mind and sucked out the vampire blood and poison in Doo Joon's body.  He hypnotized the other into forgetting all that had happened that night.  He put the other back in his bed.  Yo Seob ripped the sheets off his own bed.  He was going to burn them, but doing that in the apartment would endanger all the occupants.  He settled for cutting up the sheets.  He didn't want to dispose the love stained sheets.  No. He'd keep some of the fragments, but the others had to go.  He made a tear in his mattress and sewed it back up after placing the fragments within.

He knew he would have to face the consequences of his action tomorrow, but he did not know that it was Doo Joon who would pay.

Lee Donghae and Kim Kibum’s funerals were held on the same day at different locations.  They were buried in their respective family’s land.  The land was on opposite sides of the Seoul.

 

They were not united by death.  Death brought them farther from each other.  Perhaps when they reached Heaven they would be reunited, or given the chance to be together.

 

Their respective families mourned their deaths.  They blamed the other family for the death of one of their sons.  Really they were both to blame, but they never admitted to this fact.  If only they abandoned their pride and fear, then proposed a lasting truce then the two boys would never had the need to die.  Sadly it would another pair of their sons’ deaths before they could understand that fact.

After Minhwa fled the scene, the teachers swarmed to the parking lot to check on Lee Donghae and Kim Kibum.  They were dead.  Blood oozing out from gunshot wounds at the heart.

The Lee and Kim families were notified and the ball was ended by police inquiry.

 

It was not tonight that Romeo Kim Junsu and Juliette Lee Taemin would dance.  Mercutio Kim Kibum and Tybalt Lee Donghae were dead.

If I could have any super-human power, I would want to be empathetic...as in able to sense people's emotions or psychic in a way that could read human thoughts.  I could sense people's problems and help them.  In all my stories, there is one character that represents me and she has that kind of power.  She uses that power to help others.

Taemin thought about Donghae and how he always helped him.  By the way, where was Donghae today?

 

“Taemin, no matter what you will succeed, okay?  I believe in you.”  Donghae ruffled Taemin’s hair.  “Let’s learn this together, okay?”

 

“Okay, hyung.”

 

“Good, if I’m not here one day to help you, you will still keep going right?”

 

“Hyung, what’s going to happen?  Why won’t you be here one day?”

 

“It’s nothing.  It’s just there’s a person that I love…I want to be with them, no matter what.  That’s all.”

 

“Hyung, you mean you’ll die to be with them?”

 

“Yes.  Maybe, you’ll get this feeling one day too.”

 

“Hyung, where are you?”  Taemin said looking out the window.

 

Lee Donghae was out today.  He was at a gun shop…an illegal one.  No, it wasn’t one that the Kim’s used, but it was owned by the same couple.

 

“How much is this gun worth?”

 

“Why do you want this gun?” asked the shop owner, an old woman.

 

“I want to die with my love,” said Donghae.  “Our clan wants all of the Kim clan to die.  To show him I love him, I have to kill him myself, as an act of mercy.  I can’t let the other’s do it.  I want to be there when he dies…he’s Kim Kibum.”

 

Donghae was fingering a rugged and bronze gun.  The handle was made of soft brown wood.

 

“Good choice,” said the old woman.  “it is beautiful like you.  You are beautiful.  You have a warm heart.  You shouldn’t have to do it though.  Love is painful.  Are you going to shoot his heart?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Do you know that this gun has a lover as well?”

 

“No.”

 

“It’s in my husband’s shop?”

 

“Oh?”

 

“Do you believe in destiny?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Here.  I’ll give this to you for free.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because you love with all your heart.  If you must die, you want to die with the one you love, especially if he must die, as well.”

 

Halfway across the city, Kim Kibum was comtemplating whether to buy a sleek silver gun, with a black wood handle.  The owner of the shop, an old man asked him, whether he wanted the gun.  And Kibum had replied yes.

 

“Why do you want this gun?”

 

“I want it to kill the one I love.  If he does not die, my heart will not die.  If my heart does not die, I am useless to my clan.  If my heart does not die, I will regret all that I will do.  I cannot let that happen.  But most of all I want my heart to die with the one I love.”

 

“You may have this gun for free.  Do you believe in destiny?”

 

“No.”

 

“This gun has a heart too that it would like to destroy.  They will meet again.  My wife and I had to separate them, lest they find each other and destroy each other.  Their owners will that is why my wife and I have not seen each other for 40 years.  Now that I have sold this gun, I will see her again.  I will love her again, just as I have before this curse befell us.”

There was a couple of weeks until the ball.  Taemin worried about his friends.  He hoped his best friend Choi Minho would find true love.  He also worried that Changmin and Yoochun were found out.

 

Taemin’s parents began to teach Taemin about the family company.  Due to this, he had less time to spend with Changmin and Yoochun.  The only way he could contact them was by phone.

 

Taemin dialed Changmin’s number.

 

“Yobuseo?” said Taemin.

 

“Yobuseo?  Taemin?”

 

“How are you guys?”

 

“Fine.  Yoochun, it Taemin….How are you Taemin?”

 

“Fine,” said Taemin.  “Stressed and worried.  My brother hasn’t come home.  He’s living with Jang Wooyoung.”

 

“What?”

 

“Yeah,” said Taemin.  “He won’t come home.  My parents are really mad at him now.  And they sort of forgave him, a week ago.  Now they really want me to take his place.  That’s why I’m so busy, but they’re also teaching Donghae-hyung because he’s father’s younger brother’s son.  In my opinion, Donghae-hyung should take over.  He’s older than me and is in University.”

 

“Yeah.  You’re right.  He’s more suited, but you’re directly in line now, so it has to be you.”

 

“I know, but I don’t think I’m good enough.  Donghae-hyung knows this stuff better than I do.  He’s studied it with my brother, you know and he’s really supportive of me.  He helps me a lot.”

 

“Taemin, come on…you have to work now,” said his mother.

 

“Bye, Changmin-hyung, Yoochun-hyung.

 

“Bye, Taemin.”