My Slave YAOI chapter 45
Jaejoong's pov
at school
I glared at the clock. Tick. Tick. Tick. That damned second hand was taking it's time making it's rotation around the face of the clock. Signing, ten minutes until this super boring day was over. Boring. Boring. Boring. How much can a person take? I turned my head and looked out the window. Sunny. What a pretty day. I would much rather be outside than stuck inside this stuffy classroom. I look back at the evil clock. What!? One minute. Just one minute has passed since I had looked at that stupid clock. It seemed like an hour. I groaned as I let my head fall to my desk.
"Hey Jajoong." I turned my head to look Yunho, not lifting it from the desk. Yunho was grinning at me as he reached out to pat my leg. "I have a surprise for you after school." Ok, Now I'm not so bored, "What! What is it? Tell me!" I jerked up in my seat and made puppydog eyes at my oh so loving boyfriend. Yunho laughed out, "No, if I did that, then it would no longer be a surprise, now would it." I pouted at Yunho's teasing, whom I just thought was so loving. "You love to torture me don't you." I moaped around until bell rang. Then I felt energy rush through me as I followed Yunho out of the school.
We walked to a waiting car and get in. Yunho lowered the privacy glass, "Did you get everything that I asked you to get?" He asked the driver. The driver nodds his head, "Yes sir. Everything is as you asked, sir." Yunho leaned back in the seat, "Good you know where to go." Yunho raised the glass back up and turned to look at me. "What's going on? Where are we going?" I asked and he just shakes his head at me, "You'll find out when we get there. Don't worry you will love it." Yunho sounded confident, so I leaned back to wait.
The car slowed down and then came to a stop. I see throught the window that we are at a park. The kind with the paved walk to walk or run on. Yunho opens the door and we get out. Yunho walks to the back of the car, with me walking along with him curious. When the trunk popped, Yunho opened and took out, I gasped, oh nooo, oh HELL NO! Roller skates! Maybe Yunho's kidding, yeah thats right. He's just kidding me. Theres no way he should ever see me on ROLLER SKATES. That was a dirty word to me, roller skates. Sometimes, I had trouble just walking, I don't need to add wheels to my feet! I glance up at Yunho's smiling face. Uh ho. "Yunho, your joking, right. Please say your joking. I don't want to go to the hospital tonight!" Yunho frowned down at me. "Jaejoong, what's with the face. Do you know how to skate?" I smirked, "It's not that I don't know how. It's that I really don't want any broken bones. You know how clumsy I can be sometimes." I looked at the little bone crushers in Yunhos hands. The things where sprouting horns, I swear they are. Look there right there. Grimacing, I turn back to the park, wondering if I could acutally skate. Yunho walked over to me, "Well, I think you'll be ok. I'll help you stay on your two left feet." I pouted at him and hit his arm. "Not funny, Yunho!"
We walk over to a bench and switched our shoes for the little accidents on wheels. With Yunho holding my hand, I slowly got to my feet. My legs felt like jello and I wasn't even moving yet. Very very very slowly we made our way to the paved area. The moment my feet came in contact with the hard surface, my feet went in oppiste directions and I almost went down. Quickly I grabbed onto Yunho's shoulder and arm with my killer death grip. I straighten up and shriek out when Yunho slowly started moving us forward. Still not giving up his arm, my right arm is flailing in the air making me look like a lop sided idot.
After going for a couple of feet, I started to relax and enjoy being with Yunho. Laughing, I move along side of him, until Yunho lets me go. I roll a few feet, until my feet tangle and I about put a crack in the pavement. I hear Yunho laughing, and I cross my arms over my chest and stick out my lower lip, pouting. Glaring at Yunho, who is bent over at the waist, laughing his ass off at me, he skates closer to me. To bad he didn't see my evil grin coming over my mouth. I reach out a wrap both my arms around his legs and pull hard. The result, a pouting Yunho sitting beside me. He turns his head at me sniffing, "You didn't have to do that." He whined, "Well you didn't have to laugh at me either." "Oh, so you want me to make you laugh instead." I watch as Yunho moved over tome. He reminded me of a panther stalking it's prey, and guess whos the prey? Yeah yours truly. Suddenly, Yunho attacked, tickling me. I balled up as his fingers found thier way to my stomach and ribs. "Sssttoppp!!! Yunho!!" Laughing, I could hardly get my words out, as he showed no signs of stopping. "YAH!!! I SAID STOP!!" I cried out, tears pouring down my face from laughing so hard. Yunho stopped and looked down at me. I see his eyes twinkling as he stares at my face. I blush red as his eyes take me in. "Your so beautiful, Jae." My heart sped up as he lowers his head and kisses me.
Yunho's pov
We had fun. That's all that mattered to me. To see Jae laugh and have a good time with me. This was officaly our first date, and I wanted to do something different. Jae was so cute. I didn't know he couldn't skate, but it was fun helping him stay on his feet. He was close to me and MAN, was his grip strong. But, I loved it, I love him and making him happy was my number one goal. To make him happy for the rest of his life.
We walked through the door of the house, laughing. As we head upstairs a maid told us we had a vistor waiting in the livingroom. We made our way to the livingroom, to see Jae's appa standing in the middle of the room, his back to us. I looked over to Jae, and he shrugged his shoulders. Mr. Kim turned and I was shocked by the mans state of appearence. Tears where ppouring down his cheeks as he walked over to Jae. "Appa, whats wrong? Why are you here and crying?" Jae asked worry in his voice. "Jae..Jae..I..I have to tell you. I..You..Your omma is dead."
a/n omg, people don't kill me, just keep reading ok, I promise its not as bad as it seems, k.