[FANFIC] Bamboo Blood (Chapter:4.9)
Title: Rat in the Trap: Chapter 4.9
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Kimin
Author: BloodyRose
Length: 39/??
Genre: angst, romance, fluff, comedy, drama, smut, happy ending,
Warning/s: Yaoi, boyxboy
Summary: Yoochun smirked to himself
Yoochun smirked to himself, it was almost morning, he didn't sleep at all last night but if he knew anything then it was that if junsu was a girl, he would be damn pregnant for sure after the night he had with him. The boy did wonders to him with his innocent mind yet amazing body. A killer combination for sure if you ask him
The soft cracking sound around him made him freeze; it also froze the blessed smile on his face. Someone was around him; he could feel the pair of eyes on him even if he didn’t know their source
Making sure his hand was holding the gun tightly and that he had enough bullets around to blast anyone who comes his way yoochun stayed on his bed still, he didn't move. Not when his stalker wanted him to, he knew who it was for sure, he knew that he wanted him to move, to leave the room and to chase him, he knew what he wanted and he wasn't going to give in to it
Looking around ideas began to fill yoochun's mind, what to do and how to act. He looked around one more time, the feeling wasn't there anymore. He must have given up and gone. Yoochun relaxed a little in bed and sighed, there was no one anywhere near the window. He must have been imagining this. It wasn't true, for sure
Laying down once again yoochun pushed his gun under the pillow and stretched out on the bed, he hugged the pillow, one hand on top of it while the other underneath it and closed his eyes
'I must be going crazy from this bloody village… Smallfield… more like Horrorfield' yoochun mumbled to himself and yawned once again, he began fantasizing about his lover and before he knew it his mind was soaring elsewhere
The soft movement and the staring eyes, something black and big blocked the moonlight from view
The window opened softly by a hand from the outside, he did it skillfully without letting out a sound and pushed it up
Having enough space he entered, the room was pitch dark yet he knew his way around, it didn't change so much since he saw it before, he had watched this room for a while already, he knew it pretty well even if he didn't see anything in front of him
Walking straight ahead avoiding obstacles in the way he reached the bed pretty fast and knelt down. The man was a light sleeper, he knew. So he should stay quiet and do it slowly, really slowly so the man won't feel a thing
Now, now that he was inches away from reaching his goal, now that he was seconds away from reaching his dream, from being the one whom he should really be, he couldn't contain himself anymore. His own hands were shivering as he reached for the box
It had to be in it, he knew, the jerk hid it from him before he died, but now the detective boy found it he will have it and he'll prove himself worthy, he's of a noble blood after all. He owned everything around here and he was going to get it back
It had cost him more than he thought it would; the old man was good enough to hide the stamp himself, even his beloved son spent too many years searching for it, trying to prevent him from having it. He found it finally, he knew that. He tried to get him to talk in any way; he even killed him for crying out loud, but even though he wouldn't tell him where he hid it
He knew all the secrets there was about the ranch and the village, he knew the secrets because he lived his entire life as a one big secret. Ever since born he was hidden and treated as a secret, no one knew about him and no one was there for him. It was only obvious he would grow to know all the secrets there were… he was a master in secrets after all.
He felt it, touching it with his bare hand it burnt like fire, closing his fist on it he pulled softly and slowly toward him, he held back his breathe and waited till the box was between his hands
He was holding it, he had it in his hands and he couldn't believe this, opening it softly and carefully and groping inside of it he tried not to wake the sleeping man up, just a few more seconds and he'll leave, he'll leave triumphantly and come back to demand his rightful lands
Yunho, he thought, that little bug could cause him some problems, the man whom he hated most of all, Jung yunho. Seeing the boy grow up surrounded by everything he always dreamt about, by a loving family, money, success and happiness made him boil on the inside. Why was this little kid to have all those things when he didn't? That wasn't any fair, and he going to make sure he pays for it. For all the years of loneliness and depression, for all the envy and hatred he felt, for all the secrets he had to live in… the boy was to pay for all the blackness in his life.
Groping his way around in the box he felt something, it wasn't the wooden stamp but something else, some paper rolled up. A scroll, why was it there? What had the foolish man write in it? Was it about him? Was it another secret?
He hesitated for a second, torn between wanting to read the scroll and the urge to just grab the stamp and leave before the man wakes up
A few long minutes of thinking past that seemed like forever, he finally decided that whatever the man had wrote in this paper wasn't important, if anything, he could came back and read it again when he owns everything. When he's the master and they all just live to serve him, to please him
He looked around again, it was there, he felt it touch the tips of his fingers and his entire body shivered with anticipation now, there it was, his to hold, his to keep and his to take
Something cold was glued to the back of his mind; he felt it and froze, not moving an inch
This couldn't happen he thought. There is no freakin way this would happen, not when he's so close to his goal, to achieving his dream
'Curiosity killed the cat… and you're just like a rat in the trap' a voice spoke strongly behind him
He didn't speak, his fingers tried to close around the stamp, to shield it, to hold it, to feel it. But, it didn't last
A cold hand slammed the box out of his hands and it rolled away on the ground with a loud thump and went out of reach, it disappeared in the darkness
'Taking what doesn't belong to you' yoochun clucked his tongue at him, mocking him
He tried to hold it tighter; he knew he had to wait for the right time. He had a weapon in his waist, he needed the right time to take it out that's all.
The hand which threw the box out of his reach returned again and this time it reached between his fingers clutching on the stamp and forcing it away, ripping it out of his hold. But, this he didn't throw out of reach; he threw it on the bed lightly
A loud noise was heard coming closer now, the sound of footsteps running, the door slammed open and yunho, jaejoong, kibum and changmin stood there eyeing him, each with a candle and some sort of a weapon in hand
This was his chance, the split second of hesitation when yoochun turned to face the newcomers and he acted quickly, pushing yoochun and making him fall, losing his balance he took out his knife and ran toward the door. If he was to go down, then he'll make sure to take the boy with him. No matter what, he'll get his revenge on him!
Rushing toward the door, toward the four startled, shocked and frightened boys he held his knife out, ready to strike. He was barely a meter away from him now, half a meter, inches away and the knife's blade would reach his chest. The boy was too shocked to react anyway, this will be easy
Again, a soft cursing sound and a soft noise, someone else was moving and in the two seconds long it took things to happen they heard it
The loud, annoying, sound of the bullet slashed the silence; it was as if it blew up the air. Everyone in the village must've heard it echo as it was too damn loud
He froze his knife barely an inch away from his target, he gasped and looked down at his body, his chest felt so hot and he couldn't breathe, he didn't even feel the pain. But, there was a hole in his chest, bleeding.
That wasn't new to him, the hole in his chest was always there and it was always bleeding; only this time it was physical too, this time it meant the end
For the little time he had left he knew what happened to him, he still tried to complete his mission…
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