[FanFic] Fairytale Mess [Chapter 7]

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Title: A Frog And A Kiss 
Pairing: Yoosu
Author: BloodyRose
Rating: PG-13
Length: 12 chapters
Genre: romance, drama, comedy, angst, happy ending, magic, fantasy, fluff, yaoi
 A/N: Okay, sorry for not posting for so long, I have the chapters ready but I moved into a new apartment and I called the Internet company to come and fix everything and all, you know, but since there was a total strike I had to wait, I'm still waiting actually, but today I went back to my parent's house and used their Internet conection to post, so sorry but hopefully everything will be fixed soon and I'll be able to post normally again

Yoochun opened his eyes and looked around; he was somehow in a huge house, it looked very much like his family mansion in Italy, startled by the thought yoochun jumped up from the comfortable bed and looked around the room, it sure did look like his family mansion in Italy

Yoochun rushed out of the room and looked around, everything was the same. Everything was there just as he remembered it. Nothing was missing, from the family pictures till his secret chocolate cookies hidden under the loose wooden floorboard in the attic. It was perfect

Thrilled by the idea of being back home yoochun looked around, the same maids he knew well enough were there as well. He was back!

Yoochun went back to his bedroom, his body was shivering with excitement, he rushed into the bathroom and took a hot shower, washing the tiredness of his muscles and enjoying the hot water was the best.

Dressing in his designer made clothes yoochun walked out of his bedroom once again; it looked as if everything that happened so far was a dream, a nightmare, or something like it. He was back into the world, or maybe he just woke up, but he was here, and that is all that mattered.

Yoochun sat down and ordered a maid to get him some food. He ate silently, a frown found its way onto his face; he didn't know why he was frowning exactly. Okay, maybe he did. He frowned hard trying to decide was this entire gay thing a dream as well or was it real. The young maid who brought him his meal didn't look appealing in the slightest to him, but that wasn't a new thing, he never had an eye for a maid or anything, he was more of the supermodel type of guy.

As he finished his food yoochun looked around, the car keys, his car keys, were still there, in their place where he left them before going back to Korea the summer before. Grabbing those yoochun decided he was going out, it was afternoon now and soon the nightclubs would be open and he will make sure if he's into men or women or whatever it was with him.

The car drive was nice; his car was so fast he raced the wind till he finally reached the local park; he parked his car in the parking lot and got out. Yoochun liked walking here; he would always walk and secretly admire the flowers and the plants, he even got ideas for his secret garden from this park.

Walking today was somehow different, yoochun still admired the flowers and all, but he was eyeing the people as well, searching in their faces and bodies, trying to find someone to catch his attention, a male or a female, he didn't care right now, he just wanted to make sure. But he couldn't find anyone, yoochun crossed the park and reached the other end of it where was one of the most famous streets in the city was located. In this street there was an amazing nightclub which was opened now, yoochun walked to it and entered, he was always a VIP here, whenever he came.

Entering the club and looking around with a drink in hand, yoochun found no one. There was really no one there to catch his eye. Everyone was unappealing, both genders that is, and he found himself comparing every person to the nerd, his nerd.

Kim Junsu

Was he real or was he a part of his crazy dream? Yoochun had no idea, but he knew he felt something for the nerd, the taste of his perfectly shaped lips was still lingering in his mouth even now, and it won't wash away, a strange, tingling sweetness that was somehow addictive and poisonous. Dropping on one of the seats yoochun watched and drank, he didn’t feel like dancing so he didn't dance.

A few drinks later, yoochun couldn't take it anymore and decided to head back home, he was too tipsy to drive so he called the driver to come and pick him up.

Even though it was unheard of for the youngest Park to go to bed at such a time, he did. Shocking everyone in the house, yoochun went to bed as soon as he got into the house. He didn't feel like anything so he didn't do anything, he just went to sleep and wondered if he's going to wake up and find himself in reality still or in another nightmare.

But, again, what is reality and what is a dream? He had no idea anymore, he was lost, he wanted reality, he wanted to stay in his world, to have fun and have his life the way he used to before, but on the other hand, he wanted to dream of the nerd again, to kiss him again, to talk to him and touch him, to smell his hair and hug his waist, he couldn't believe anything anymore. He was lost.

When yoochun woke up, he was in his bed still. It was so early in the morning, not even six o'clock, but he couldn't go back to sleep. He ignored his hard on and his headache and went to bath. He felt the water sooth his skin and muscles and help with his hangover.

Getting out of the bathroom dressed and ready for the day yoochun walked downstairs, the servants and maids had just woke up, they were shocked yet again seeing him up and about, sitting in the living room and flicking through the TV channels, but it was too early to find anything good.

Ignoring one maid which gasp seeing him, probably thinking he was sick or even a ghost, yoochun walked to the garden ordering the shocked woman to make him some coffee and bring it outside. Sitting in the garden near the pool yoochun looked around; the flowers were pretty, and like always. It was him who ordered the gardener around and told him what to plant and when and how he wanted everything. Of course, no one was allowed to know about this but for the old gardener himself, and he never spoke to anyone about it, he just did as yoochun told him and in return yoochun paid him more, a lot more.

The small golden fish pound was always some of yoochun's favorite spots in this garden. It was why he liked Italy's mansion more than any else. Here, he designed the garden himself, he ordered every plant and flower and tree to be planted and where to be planted as well, a few years ago he ordered the old gardener and showed him a handmade map to how and where he wanted the pond, the man had it done within a week.



Now, sitting on the soft grass beside the pond and watching the golden fishes swim peacefully yoochun sighed, how much he would have liked to be one of those fishes, to swim all day long in the pond with no worry on his shoulders, no family to fight with, no friends to try and betray him and no damn imaginary nerd to dream about and wake up with a hard on, heck, fishes won't ever wake up with a hard on, how blessed their life is.

Yoochun sighed and looked down at his hands; a grasshopper was trying to climb up his way to his forearm, it was on his golden bracelet now, trying to go up. Quickly, yoochun took off the bracelet and shook it harshly to get the insect off it, but as he shook the bracelet too harsh it flew out of his hand and right into the pond.

Yoochun cursed out loud and looked at the pond; he will have to get his hands dirty trying to search for the bracelet in this pond, and he just showered. Great, yoochun hissed under his breath and rolled his sleeve up, he didn't really fancy jumping into the knee deep pond and searching for his bracelet, but it was important to him, this bracelet was, as it wasn't something he bought or given to him by friends or parents, this bracelet was the only thing his grandfather gave him. It was his grandfather whom yoochun liked most than anyone in this world, and respected the most. The old man always took yoochun into his lap when he was a child and they spent hours in the garden together, planting and taking care of flowers. That's how he came to like gardening so much, because of his grandfather. But they never told anyone, it was their thing, their secret, until his grandfather passed away, that is.

The bracelet wasn't made out of gold or any valuable material yet it was yoochun's most praised treasure. He never took it off bare when bathing and sleeping. But when awake, he never took it off, even though he hid it carefully to keep it a secret from everyone still. Even after his grandfather died, it was still their secret and their secret alone.

Yoochun was looking into the water, trying to locate the bracelet in between the mud and the fishes, but it wasn't an easy thing to do.

When he found nothing, yoochun knew he must get into the water, and he was going to, when it happened.

A small, green, frog jumped out of the pond and to the grass right in front of yoochun, the best thing wasn't the frog itself, but the bracelet wrapped around the slim green, body

Yoochun rushed and carefully caught the frog; he freed his precious bracelet from the animal and slipped it around his wrist once again heaving a sigh in relief as he did so. The small, green, animal which was still in yoochun's other hand made out a sound and yoochun frowned at it

When he was a kid, yoochun used to play with the frogs, throw them away and all those nasty things, but this one just saved him a dip into the muddy, fish filled pond, so he couldn’t' being himself to hurt it. Besides, he didn't feel much like hurting it. Every time he looked at the frog and thought about hurting it a mental image of a very disapproving nerd would pop into his mind, so vivid and angry, that he wouldn't dare lay a finder on the frog in a harming way. He looked at the small thing and snickered

'Just as small and annoying as he is, aren't you?' he hissed as if he expected an answer from the thing

The frog let out another disapproving sound as if answering yoochun, making the human frown at him; he disliked this green fellow more and more with the second

'All slimy and irritating, just like him, perfectly like him' yoochun spat ' that poor, good for nothing, know it all, nerd'

The frog looked at yoochun with a pair of red and black eyes and said nothing, as if listening. Yoochun went on, talking to the animal

'He thinks he can do whatever he wants to me, he thinks he can just march into my life, or my dreams, I don't know what the heck it is anymore, and then change everything I knew my entire life and then vanish on me like this!'

The maid walked out with the mug of coffee on a tray in her hands. She was looking at yoochun wearily as if seeing him for the first time, as if he was from another world or something. Yoochun blinked, and then realized that she was eyeing the frog in his hands with worried glances, as if she's waiting for him to murder the animal in front of her or something.

Yoochun shooed the maid and watched her walk away, by now his headache was better, but he was still grumpy from the dream he had, and the damn nerd whom he's unable to forget

'You know, that jerk, he's the reason of this entire mess in my life' yoochun hissed to the frog again, sipping from his mug

'He pops into my dreams turns me from a womanizer and into a sissy, and then he vanishes and I'm stuck in this entire mess, all by myself!'

The frog still looked at yoochun without a sound but his normal breathing sound.

'Aish look at me, talking about my sexuality issues to a damn frog! I'm losing it, I'm losing my mind!' yoochun mumbled to himself and threw himself backwards to lie flat on the back on the grass, the mug of coffee spilled beside him on the grass making a trail toward the pond as it went.

Yoochun looked at the frog; the animal was clearly displeased at the way he was yanked backwards as yoochun let himself fall onto the grass.

'I must forget him; I must forget this stupid dream. I'm real, this is a real life, and it's how it should be!'  Yoochun decided

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Spending his day around the garden and in the house yoochun noticed that the frog, he had brought it back to his bedroom for some reason, mostly because it scared the daylight out of the maids, and kept him in a small cage which once belonged to a hamster or something.

It was crazy, he knew it, but as he was minding his own thing and playing video games or chatting online with friends - more like jerks who were after his money and he knew it - or whatever, yoochun found himself going back to the frog every now and then and talking some more to it

'I must attend a ball tonight, a formal ball with all those women and men and everyone in formal attire and all' yoochun sighed, throwing the invitation card to the side of his bed

'My father makes me go every time to those boring meetings so I would catch some tips about work and hopefully become interesting or decide to study on or something. He thinks I'm useless'

The frog blinked at him and made a loud sound, as if disagreeing with him

Yoochun chuckled bitterly and shook his head:' he thinks I'm a total loser who parties all the time and never does anything productive in his life' yoochun sighed ' and I guess, in a way, I am. I don't try to meet his standards. It's better this way. If he thinks I'm a loser, if he's not attached to me and doesn't want me, then maybe… maybe…' yoochun didn't finish that

The frog hopped till the edge of the cage, as if wanting to listen some more.

'When I was a kid, a small child, I used to be different. You know, I wasn't this jerk I am right now. I had grandfather to love me; he never expected anything from me. He didn't want to force me into anything; he said he would love me the way I am, for what I am, and not for whom I am… he used to make me help him with the garden. It was the best time of my life…'

The frog's head was almost between the bars now

'And then he died. Things changed then, no one was there to take care of me. Father had his work, mother had her boyfriends, one of them whom she ran away with, and I… I was left to the nanny and the maids to raise' yoochun frowned

'They wanted me to be the perfect gentleman, to study and go work with my father and take over the companies and all. They wanted me as an heir, but that's all. They never saw into me, they never looked deep enough… and so I changed. I became everything they hate, everything I knew they won't approve… I became a womanizer, a jerk, a layer, a spoiled brat whose favorite hobby was to drive everyone crazy. Soon, no one was left behind. All the maids and the nannies ran away, I was left with father. The one who brought me to this life, the one who wanted me to be his heir, his precious heir but nothing more…'

The frog didn’t' make a sound, nothing moved. Even the air conditioner didn't hiss as it worked, as if even the wind was listening in on the sorrow filled words the human spoke

'And now, now he thinks I'm useless, he wishes I wasn't his son. He doesn't want me as his son; he wants a perfect child, not me. Not this flaw filled me. Like I care, he doesn't matter to me. He never did. I did so many things in my life that he doesn't approve of, heck everything I did in my life he didn't approve of, and yet he never thought to do anything but criticize me and say I was a spoiled brat and must change or he would cut off the money he gives me' yoochun spat the last few words with so much hatred

'He's going to be there tonight, you know, the butler told me an hour ago. He reached today, he's in the office right now and he's going to be in the ball as well tonight. He's got the time for the ball but not the time for me, his only heir, because I'm not enough for him to be an heir. Well, screw him!'

The frog looked at yoochun with his black and red eyes and then turned around and hopped away to the other side of the cage, not facing yoochun.

'You'll see, tonight, all the women would be all over me, trying to flirt and touch and all that. They think that if they could get me to fall for them then they would make me their puppet, I'll sign over all my money to them and they will be so rich beyond their dreams. Well, guess what, I don't like women anymore. A damn nerd in my dreams turned me into a gay and vanished, leaving me to face the consequences by myself!'

Yoochun sighed again

'By myself, like I always was, by myself. Even when I'm wrapped in a thousand so called friend, I'm still by myself'

The frog turned to look at him again, and for a second, a split second, yoochun could swear he thought its eyes twinkle as if wet with tears, but it couldn't be, frogs can't cry, or can they?

'You know, I had those crazy dreams that I was sent to Korea to go to college and had to go to Hawaii for an assignment with a know-it-all nerd and then was sucked with a nerd into another world, a fairytale world. I was always the prince, a real prince with a kingdom and all, but it was so boring, being a prince. I don't like it anymore, I had nothing to do but get married, I hated it, I don't want to be treated like a prince anymore'

The frog made another weak sound and yoochun went on

'I fell for that damn nerd in my dreams and now I can't get him off my mind. Heck I can still feel his lips on mine, I can still feel his skin on mine' yoochun sighed as he got off the bed ' I woke up today with a damn hard on because of him' he sighed again as if carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders and got out of the room for lunch.

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Yoochun finished dressing and looked at his reflection in the mirror, perfect. Just like he always was, perfect on the outside and broken on the inside. A walking contradiction, just like he felt right now.

'I must endure those jerk ladies for a few hours now, my friend, what am I to do?' he sat in front of the frog's cage and sighed

A friend, he had called a bloody frog a friend, what was he getting to? He lost his mind, that's for sure. Telling his darkest secrets to a frog, calling him a friend and all that, what was happening to him?

The frog made a sound and hopped toward yoochun

'Father is going to be there' yoochun eyed the frog carefully, a frown on his face ' he's going to demand I shall behave, it would be bad enough I didn't bring a date with me' yoochun snickered and looked at the card, it did say and a guest but to hell if he was going to take a woman with him, or a man, to that point.

Yoochun looked back at the frog as it hopped toward him some more, and then at the card, and then at the frog, and then at the card again.

Slowly an evil smirk stretched on his face

'Oh this is going to be so good' he smirked in his I've-got-a-super-evil-plan-on-my-mind way that always meant a disaster is in the making

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'Yoochun' his father acknowledged as he walked past him

'Father' yoochun almost hissed almost spat, he looked away and was about to walk away when his father spoke again

'Did you come alone?'

'No, I've got a date alright' yoochun smirked and walked away, before his father good speak another world.

Mr. Park looked at his son's retreating figure and shook his head. Yoochun felt the head shake even if he didn't see it. It was always the same; his father would see him, barely acknowledge him and then when what he sees doesn't go by his standards he would shake his head disapprovingly at him, it was like this always, and like this it shall remain.

Yoochun walked to the table where his name card was and sat down, beside him was an empty seat, for his date. Everyone else sitting to the round table was about his age, they were supposed to be his friends, people whom he knew and partied with, people who didn't know him.

'So, Park Yoochun…' Jung Yunho smirked and eyed the man beside him, a smirk on his face, on both their faces

'Jung' yoochun hissed with a half nod, he didn't feel like socializing with those jerks right now

'Oh yun, look at poor, poor yoochun, he's dateless' Kim Jaejoong smirked. He was looked at his best friend and lover with a smirk on his face

'Oh well' yunho shrugged ' you can always take one of those into your bed, if you can't manage on by yourself' he pointed at the girls surrounding Shim changmin, another one of his supposed friends

'Oh, don't worry; I've got a date alright. A better date than any of yours' yoochun smirked evilly

'Really…?' Kim Jaejoong leant in, wanting more information to start a new rumor, gossip was his life after all.

'Oh yea, I've got someone better than you, your lover, your friends, and everyone here, in a matter of fact' yoochun knew this was taking it too far, but he could always say he was high and blame it on the drugs - even thought he never did them before - if he ever got caught.

'Who is this perfect woman?' Jung Yunho looked curious

Now everyone was seated and the butlers had served the first course, a Chicken Caesar Salad with dressing on the side.

'Come on, where's Miss perfect?' Shim changmin joined in

'Here' yoochun smirked and reached inside his jacket pocket and took out something hidden within his closed palm, he reached the middle of the table and placed whatever was in his palm there

As yoochun lifted his hand everyone gasped, there, in the middle of the table, was a green frog looking at them

The frog gave a croak and hopped toward the first thing it saw, Kim Jaejoong's plate of Chicken Caesar Salad

'Aahhhh take it off, take it away!' Kim Jaejoong jumped backwards; knocking his plate of salad into the air splashing all its content all over the table as the dish fell onto the table with a crushing noise and broke, making a scene.

Yoochun reached forward at once and took the frog into his palm once again; the frog gave a weak croak but didn't make a run for it.

'PARK YOOCHUN, WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKING?' Jung Yunho yelled, as his frightened lover jumped into his hands

'Yoochun…!' his father had rushed to them, as did several others

Ignoring everyone yoochun noticed something on his fingers, something red, the frog was bleeding. Surely he was hit with a piece of broken glass of the broken plate

Yoochun stood up at once and rushed to the bathroom. He entered the empty bathroom and locked the door. He was in too many troubles right now, he knew it. But he didn't care. He was worried about the frog, the friend whom he told all his secrets to. He didn't want it to die like his grandfather did; he wanted it to stay beside him, with him.

'Come on my friend, you'll be better in a second' yoochun promised and gently reached the frog and placed it under the running water, the frog's right front leg was injured and bleeding red and blue blood.

Looking around yoochun found nothing useful so he took off his silky tie and ripped it off with his teeth and hands, he took one small shred of the tie and tied it around the wounded leg, hoping to stop the bleeding while he takes the frog to the vet.

'It's going to be alright, you'll see' yoochun whispered slowly, gently.

'PARK YOOCHUN OPEN THE DOOR THIS INSTENT YOUNG MAN! YOU'RE IN BIG TROUBLES ALREADY! DON'T MAKE ME BREAK THE DOOR AND GET IT, MISTER!' his father was yelling outside the bathroom, but yoochun didn't care

Looking into the frog's eyes, yoochun smiled weakly. The frog let out a weak and faint croak and didn't move, settling in his palm

Yoochun raised the frog till it was level with his face and smiled:' when I was a kid I was clumsy, I hurt myself once with a knife and cut my finger open, grandfather fixed it for me and kissed it to make it better, so here'

Yoochun leant in, he couldn't believe he was doing all this, he was officially crazy now, but he didn't give a damn about it

Yoochun was about to kiss the frog's back to make it better, as his lips were about to make contact with the slimy skin the frog made a sudden movement and lifted its head so yoochun's kiss landed on the lips and not the back as he intended it to

Yoochun couldn't understand what happened next, it was like a fairytale, magic, or whatever you want to call it. The frog began to glow and slowly it vanished into a ball of light.

Yoochun had to cover his eyes to shield them from the bright light, when he opened them again; he was looking not at the frog, but at a man, his man, his nerd, Kim Junsu.

'You… but… how…?' yoochun was shocked beyond words

'It's a fairytale, the princess and the frog' junsu whispered weakly, yoochun looked to see his right hand was bleeding

Without any word yoochun reached and took the man's injured hand, he still couldn't understand what was going on, but right now he didn't care, he washed the blood off the hand and with the remaining of his silky tie he wrapped the wound gently

'Thank you' junsu whispered softly

Yoochun kept looking at him, not understanding anything.

'I…I was trapped as a frog, I couldn't say or do much. I hoped you'll figure it out by yourself… I…'

'You…the frog… I told you my secrets, all of them… I….' yoochun was shell-shocked still

Junsu didn't answer

'You're not a dream' yoochun went on ' this isn't real life'

'No, it's another fairytale' junsu assured him ' a very weird, realistic one'

Yoochun nodded his head, trying to understand

The banging on the door got dramatically louder now, yoochun ignored it still. Junsu was blushing pink; he looked so cute while blushing pink

'I'm going to kiss you now' yoochun informed him gently

'O…okay' junsu turned red

Yoochun leant in and his lips found the man's tender ones, his hands circled the man's waist and everything felt perfect again, everything felt where it belonged once again.

The kiss became passionate almost at once, lips parting and tongues rushing to meet each other, licking and sucking, they breathed in each other and kissed like there was no tomorrow, like if their lives depended on it, and in somehow, they did.

The world began to spin around them again, darkness took over and once again they were zapped apart of each other, to who knows where, to who knows which fairytale. But as they were zapped a loud cry in agony and hatred rand in their ears from somewhere around them…