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  <title>My Diary Screaming Out Loud</title>
  <subtitle>The Rest is Still Unwritten</subtitle>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo Pts 140-148</title>
    <published>2010-01-07T19:53:17Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-07T19:53:17Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
    <category term="fandom: misc kpop"/>
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    <category term="fic: crazy life - yunho"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;140. "Treat it Like a Showdown" - The Pussycat Dolls feat. Snoop Dogg, Buttons&lt;br /&gt;081. SungMin / DongHae: Wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You okay, hyung?" DongHae asked as he fell into step next to SungMin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm fine, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. "I heard you got really mad the other day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin rolled his eyes. "I did. I'm better today,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned at him. "Good. Because I think she's in bad mood again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin glanced over where DongHae gestured, and sighed at the scowl on the choreographer's face. "We're not late, are we?" he asked DongHae, who shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't think so," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She got stopped by ninjas," Yesung said, looking strangely smug as he headed out of the room, his water bottle empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both turned to watch him go, then glanced at each other. "Ninjas?" DongHae repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin shrugged. "I don't know what he means."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "They make him coffee, the way he likes it, and they got JaeBeom out of the elevator by threatening the rest of 2PM when they tried to leave without him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin blinked. "So, why did they stop the choreographer-noona?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "No one really knows," he said. "If Yesung-hyung has an idea, he's not telling what it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae snickered. "Sounds like Yesung hyung," he said, and SungMin and ShinDong had to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;141. "I'll Never Forget You Babe" - Supernova, &lt;br /&gt;082. Yesung / Junsu: Envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It'll be the envy of the show," the manager said, and Yesung lifted one eyebrow, not sure how that would work. On the other hand, he would like to do a duet with Junsu (Xiah, not the one from 2PM). Certainly KyuHyun and Ryeowook had enjoyed working with him, and Yesung rather liked him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not the most confident, but he hid it well, especially when recording. Junsu arrived just as he started, and stayed quiet and still, to cut down on distractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung gave him the same courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was when they got to sing together, both of them good at it, and their voices meshed really nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung listened to the playback, grinning, and then randomly wondered what it would sound like if he ever got a chance to record with JaeJoong and YoungSaeng. That... would be amazing to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd never happen. But he'd love it, if he ever got the chance to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;142. "This is Real" - Wayne Brady, Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;083. Ryeowook / Henry: Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry sat in the kitchen - special dispensation, he had no idea how he'd gotten it - and watched Ryeowook bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eternal Magnae took special pride in his cookies - for good reason, Henry thought - and was very careful as he measured and mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes," Ryeowook said softly, "I like to have company when I bake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry nodded. "I understand that," he said. Sometimes he liked to have someone there when he practiced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook grinned at him, and they chatted of inconsequential things as Ryeowook measured, mixed, and baked. "Do you miss your family?" he asked, sitting down across from Henry after the last pan had gone in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry smiled. "Sometimes," he said. "Not right now, though. No offence, ge, but it was like sitting in the kitchen while my mom baked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook grinned at him. "You think I'm like your mom?" he teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry grinned back. "Not quite. You're too tall, ge, and your accent is horrible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook laughed, and took a sip of his tea. "Thanks," he said, after a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry tilted his head, not understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For being here, listening, and for not trying to get the recipe," Ryeowook explained, and Henry grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I won't deny I'd love to have it, ge," he said, "but I'll wait until you're willing to share it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook nodded, his cheeks pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;143. "At the End of the Night" - , Faded&lt;br /&gt;132. YooChun / Henry: Weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think homesickness is a weakness," Yoochun said evenly, his arm around a very sick Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been away from home for a very long time," he responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun nodded. "I know. And it's a strange place, no matter how long you've been here, and the food is wrong, the language is insane, the letters all wrong...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry leaned on him. "You went through it too, huh?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed softly. "Yeah. I really don't like that, but it happens to all of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry sighed. "I can see why JaeBeom-hyung said all those things when he first got here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun nodded. "I felt that way about America - Virginia - when I first got there. Although it never changed...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you weren't a famous pop star, either," Henry reminded him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun grinned. "Nor was I about to become one," he said. "I'm glad to be back, and I'm glad my mom and YooHwan are back, and they're close. I couldn't ask for more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry grinned at him, and Yoochun was glad to see he looked better. Maybe he'd been through that hell just to help this Canadian, so he didn't feel quite so alone in this foreign land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen in that light, maybe he could stand that he'd been there so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;144. "Taste of a Poison Paradise" - Brittney Spears, Toxic&lt;br /&gt;089. ShinDong / Junsu: Sight&lt;br /&gt;Dare: from my friend's dad. Have aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I swear, he was babbling," ShinDong said to Junsu as they waited for the elevator, in the lobby of their dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu lifted one eyebrow. "Babbling about what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know he goes up on the roof to watch the stars, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu nodded as the elevator opened. "YunHo-hyung said something about that, yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's never seen anything, except last night, he said there was a flash - far too bright to be anything else - and has been babbling about it all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu pressed the button for his floor, a little belatedly. It still felt weird, not having JaeBeom there. "He hasn't talked to hyung then, yet, because he hasn't said anything to us about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "Does he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes. Not a lot, but sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened, and Junsu stepped out. "Have a good, peaceful evening," he said, and ShinDong waved as the door closed behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;145. "From Me to You" - Arashi, Kimi Dake wo Omotteru&lt;br /&gt;090. Yesung / DongHae: Hearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... so he told me he didn't want to hear that ringtone again," YoungSaeng said, and Yesung grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was a good idea." he said. "I suppose you got it from JungMin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. And every time he sees the outline of himself in the living room, he gets all quiet. I think leader-sshi said something to him, but I don't know, and neither of them will say anything about it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just glad it all worked," Yesung said, and then looked up sharply as DongHae threw his door open without even a knock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung!" he demanded, and Yesung sighed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd better go. I'll call you later, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung hung up, and with an internal sigh, looked at DongHae. "Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw aliens!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;146. "Broken Down" - Arashi, Easy Crazy Break Down&lt;br /&gt;091. YunHo / Ryeowook: Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you a cookie if you do this for me," Ryeowook said, looking a little desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brought YunHo up short. The last thing he wanted was to spend a night he needed sleep in, up on the roof with DongHae, watching for aliens. On the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, hyung?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo hesitated, torn. Because those cookies Ryeowook made were GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's your favorite?" Ryeowook asked, touching his arm, sounding even more desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo didn't know why he was so desperate. "Chocolate chocolate chip."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Done," Ryeowook said. "One dozen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo's mouth started to water at the thought. One dozen, all to himself.... "Done," he said, almost before he realized he'd made the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook looked pathetically grateful. "Thank you, hyung," he said, and fled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;147. "Cut Up Cut Up" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, Hey! (Don't Bring Me Down)&lt;br /&gt;092. YunHo / KyuHyun: Taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why was Ryeowook so desperate last night?" YunHo asked KyuHyun, who delivered the cookies to him the next afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun shrugged. "I don't know, hyung," he said. "Might have had something to do with HeeChul threatening to kill DongHae if someone didn't  go up with him so he'd stop bugging everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded, managing not to laugh - because he could so imagine it - if barely. "Ah. That makes sense," he said. "Thanks for these."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll tell him, hyung," KyuHyun said. "And thanks for picking these."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you get one?" YunHo asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. "He offered me one if I'd bring them down to you. I've never had this kind, and I'll get mine when I get upstairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded as KyuHyun bowed and headed for the stairs - not the elevator - disappearing into the stair well. YunHo closed the door and retreated to his room, locking the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies tasted heavenly, and were a good payment for the night spent on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;148. "I Ain't Gonna Live Forever" - Bon Jovi, It's My Life&lt;br /&gt;093. HeeChul / Zhou Mi: Smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul stopped suddenly, and sniffed. "What is that smell?" he asked, glancing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one answered him; in fact, no one else seemed to notice the burned smell coming from... somewhere. But there was no smoke that he could see, and it just....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front door closed, and HeeChul, suspicious, went after whoever it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that he followed the smell as well, whatever that meant, up to the roof. And there, he found Zhou Mi, staring out over the city, smoke rising from in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seasoning?" he asked, confused. He hadn't known the Chinese man smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi turned around, looking a bit... resigned, and HeeChul stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't... smoking, in the figurative sense, meaning he didn't have a cigarette or anything like that. But smoke rose from the front of his shirt. "You're... smoking," he said, still stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "It happens, sometimes. I'm still trying to work out why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul choked on a laugh. "Yeah, I guess that would be a good question." Then he narrowed his eyes. "You're not the reason the smoke alarm keeps going off, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi shook his head. "No. I'm not. Which, really, surprises me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul shrugged. "I'm not sure it surprises me," he admitted, and Mi laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo Pts 133-139</title>
    <published>2010-01-06T20:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-06T20:15:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;133. "I Don't Know How Mae ne" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, DARKNESS EYES&lt;br /&gt;140. Kibum / Henry: Denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stepped into the waiting room and nodded at Henry, who looked extremely nervous. The Canadian nodded back, then got up to pace, moving with the confidence of someone who'd waited long enough to figure out the maximum use of the space given him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Henry," he said, and the violinist stopped, turning to him. "What's wrong?" he asked in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry shrugged. "I don't know why he's called me in," he said. "I'm a little nervous about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum nodded. "It looks like you're more than a little nervous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A lot," Henry admitted. "I just... can't think of what he might want, and I really hope it's nothing like "we're disbanding M and you can go home now"."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum blinked. "They can't do that," he said. "You're doing best of all the subgroups."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what Geng-ge says, but it sounds like denial to me," Henry said softly. "The fans are so against me...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shook his head. "Sometimes they win, but most of the time they lose," he said. "I don't think they've ever changed the minds of anyone. They might think so, but I'm pretty sure they didn't. Even with KyuHyun," he added when Henry opened his mouth, and the Canadian shut it with chagrin. "No. I think management made the decision on their own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So... they won't just tell me it's over?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shook his head. "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked like he relaxed some, and Kibum was glad. "Why are you here?" Henry asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum smiled. "I'm about done with Super Junior," he said, and Henry sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought that might be it. You know," he mused, "it won't be the same without you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum blinked at him, but then the door opened and the receptionist called Henry in, and he was left with that to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;134. "I've Been Doing Silly Things" - Jessica Simpson, I think I'm in Love with You&lt;br /&gt;141. KyuHyun / Henry: Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever lied about your age?" the host of the variety show asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry blinked. "I never actually knew the language well enough to do that - and I couldn't have figured it all out, anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun glanced at him, and then the host pounced on him, asking him the same question. He hesitated. "No," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae snickered, and Ryeowook covered his smile with a hand. "It's true," KyuHyun said. "I never did. Others did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host laughed as Geng went pink, and Siwon looked at KyuHyun with his eyebrows raised. "Others?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded, perfectly innocently, and Henry tried to keep a straight face. Watching Siwon in these cases was highly amusing, but hosts tended to misread - usually on purpose - the reactions of the rest of the group to one person's claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they played on that, but Henry didn't think it was a good thing to do, this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;135. "What About You, Girl" - Arashi, The Bubble&lt;br /&gt;174. SungMin / Yoochun: Mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun walked into the gym in the basement of the building where they lived, and stopped in surprise to see SungMin working on the hanging bag. The older singer was glaring at it, as if he could see the face of someone he wanted to kill, and was doing his best to do exactly that. Yoochun retreated to watch and stay out of the way, hoping that he could keep SungMin from hurting himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, SungMin wound down, and then collapsed to the mat; Yoochun grabbed a water from the stash on the table and handed it to him. "Here, hyung," he said, when SungMin didn't take it - didn't even seem to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did then, and took the water with a soft thanks and drank it down almost in one gulp. Yoochun watched him. "What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin sighed and set the empty bottle next to him. "I had a really bad day," he said. "I couldn't get through anything without a mistake. And she wouldn't back off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The choreographer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin nodded and leaned back on his hands, his breathing beginning to even again. "I can't exactly say 'I'm having a bad day'," he said. "Well, I did, but she wants me to be perfect all the time, and I can't even do that on stage...." He shrugged. &lt;br /&gt;Yoochun nodded and sat down next to him. "Choreographers are usually unreasonable," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed. "Yes. Unless it's ShinDong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed. "I bet it's nice to have someone you know so well - and who knows you so well - to work with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin grinned at him, looking a lot better. "It is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;136. "Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up and Go Away!" - Kim JongWoon, Are You Ready?&lt;br /&gt;077. HeeChul / DongHae: Lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is that heavenly smell?" HeeChul asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned at him. "Ryeowook's baking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul perked up. "Oh? What for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shook his head, "I can't find out," he said. "No one's done anything for him lately."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul licked his lips to keep from drooling. "Maybe he's decided to just... bake and let us eat his cookies?" he said, trying to keep the lust out of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From DongHae's smirk, he'd failed. Not that DongHae had had any better luck, hiding how much he wanted those cookies, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's dangerous in the kitchen," DongHae said. "But I'd really like to know... those are chocolate chip cookies, too," he added, and licked his own lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul laughed at the sight, but not very long, or very loudly, and in total agreement. "Have you asked him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shook his head. "The last time I did that, he said I couldn't have any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul stared at him, and filed that away in his memory. "You... he... oh, wow. I guess he really doesn't want to be bothered, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae nodded ruefully. "He really doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll remember that," HeeChul said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;137. "Gotta Question for You Better Answer Now" - Backstreet Boys, Everybody (Backstreet's Back)&lt;br /&gt;078. Hangeng / ChangMin: Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one's ever accused us of gluttony," Hangeng said, handing the plate to ChangMin, "but they've never seen us with Ryeowook's cookies, either." He looked even a little regretful to hand the plate to ChangMin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin took it, bowed his thanks, and closed the door behind him. He wandered into the kitchen. "Hey, there are cookies!" he called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments, the other four had arrived - apparently, the call for cookies was enough to bring them all out - and they dove in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, wow," JaeJoong said, after his first bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmm," Junsu agreed, and Yoochun and YunHo agreed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hangeng-hyung said they really like Ryeowook-hyung's cookies," ChangMin said, reaching for a second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ryeowook made these?" Yoochun asked, reaching for his second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, apparently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can see why they would," JaeJoong said. "We're going to have to see how to get him to make us more of them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put their heads together to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;139. "Baby Shake Your Body Tonight" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Clap! - SOUL OF SOUL remix&lt;br /&gt;080. ShingDong / YunHo: Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music - something by Big Bang - blasted out of the stereo, and the two in the room went into motion. It was a freestyle dance battle, and they built off each other, enjoying the music and the chance to just... dance. Without being under lights, no judging eyes, nothing but the music and the chance to learn from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop," ShinDong called at one point, and YunHo froze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to learn that step."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo grinned. "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music played on, changing songs, each with a dance beat, something neutral to the two, as they worked together to get the step right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," YunHo said as they switched the music off some time later, "they can't accuse us of being lazy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "They will anyway," he teased, and YunHo laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo Pts 125-132</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;125. "This Could be Real" - Super Junior M, Zhe Yi Miao (This Second)&lt;br /&gt;118. JaeJoong / KyuHyun: Religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun looked up from his game, in the backstage area of the SM Town concert, and blinked at JaeJoong, who stood behind him. He could see the older singer in the mirror. “Um. Hyung? Did you want something?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just to watch you play, do you mind?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun blinked, then shook his head. “No, not really, as long as you don’t start giving suggestions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong grinned at him in the mirror, his silver cross earrings dangling like Yesung’s used to. Although KyuHyun had no idea what religion JaeJoong was, the crosses looked good in his hair. Then he grinned at JaeJoong and went back to his game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was peripherally aware that more had come, as well; he heard JaeJoong whisper his request to whoever had joined him, but KyuHyun didn’t know who until he looked up at a break in the game, stretching his arms over his head and almost hitting Yesung and Ryeowook in the face. “Ah, sorry Yesung-hyung, Wookie-hyung,” he said, and arched his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You didn’t know we were here, did you?” Yesung asked, and KyuHyun shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nope,” he said. “I heard JaeJoong-hyung talking to someone, but I didn’t know who.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s unfair, Hyun-ah,” Ryeowook said, pouting at him in the mirror. “You won’t let us make suggestions?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun shook his head. “No. Because that means I die a lot more.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned at him. “But that’s the fun part,” he said, and JaeJoong smacked him in the back of his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You like to make him lose?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned at his friend. “It’s the only time he does,” he said with a shrug. “It gets annoying sometimes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed and went back to his game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;126. "One Two Three Four Five Six GO!" - Super Junior T, Rokkuko!&lt;br /&gt;148. LeeTeuk / ChangMin: Faith&lt;br /&gt;Dare: use something from the "adopt a text" tread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin’s phone buzzed and he automatically looked at it, reading the text there. &lt;i&gt;I’m watching you&lt;/i&gt; it said, and he frowned, looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment was empty; the others had gone out for dinner, and in spite of his words to JaeJoong a few days ago, he still hadn’t wanted to go with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he wasn't as over it as he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who are you?&lt;/i&gt; He sent back, because he didn’t know the number it had come from – and when did his phone accept anything anonymous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock at the door made him jump, and he started toward it even as it opened. “Hello?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed in relief. “LeeTeuk-hyung. How are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. “I’m good. You look a little spooked, ChangMin-ah. You okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shrugged, a little less nervous. “I got an odd text, and I don’t know who from.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk blinked. “Can I see? Maybe I know the number.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin handed the phone over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk looked at the number and grinned. "That's Kibum's new number," he said, handing the phone back even as it buzzed, indicating a new message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin took the phone and looked at the text. &lt;i&gt;Your nemesis&lt;/i&gt;, it said. He decided to take it on faith, and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, hyung. What did you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is JaeJoongie here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They went to dinner," he said. LeeTeuk lifted an eyebrow, but didn't respond more than that. "I'll have him call you, if you'd like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. "I'd appreciate it," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he'd left, ChangMin sent his own text. &lt;i&gt;Cool. Do you come in blue?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;127. "Don't Call Me No More" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Wrong Number&lt;br /&gt;147. Kangin / Yoochun: Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun mused, staring into his tea, not really paying attention around him, so he didn't notice when Kangin sat down next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look deep in thought," the older singer said, and Yoochun started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, yeah," he said. "Sorry about that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shook his head. "It's okay. Everything okay with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun took a deep breath and let it out in a gusty sigh. "Mostly. Just... I don't think ChangMin is really happy with us. I'm not even sure he's happy with YunHo." He shook his head and smiled. "I hope he gets over this soon," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin nodded. "It's not obvious in your performances," he offered, and Yoochun smiled, relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's good to hear. I know we've been worried a little about it. But he's professional."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin nodded. "Even the most professional can let their personal feelings get in the way. But he's not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun smiled wistfully. "I hope that means he is going to forgive us for this sometime, then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;128. "Thank You for My Soul" - Arashi, Thank You For My Days&lt;br /&gt;191. Writer's Choice: Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That insanely embarrassing ring went off in the middle of the press conference. KyuJong jumped, and then scrambled to turn it off to the laughter of the press and the rest of the group. He glared at YoungSaeng, who didn't even look at him, grinning his amusement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would not have surprised him, when he checked after the conference, to see YoungSaeng's number on his phone as his missed call. Or even Yesung, or JaeJoong. But no. In fact, he didn't recognize the number. The message also made no sense; in fact, he couldn't understand half of the words, and the man sounded... drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyunJoong cornered him after he'd changed. "I thought you knew you were supposed to turn your phone off," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong scowled. "I did turn it off," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see the leader was trying hard not to laugh, and manfully succeeding. Barely. "Apparently not as off as you thought."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did not choose that ring," KyuJong snapped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chose it or not, they think that's what you chose, and they'll report it as such. It is time to make peace with YoungSaeng and his friends, or I think it'll get worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong stared at him, then folded his arms and scowled - he saved the pouts for the shows - at HyunJoong. "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyunJoong grabbed his collar. "Yes. Now. I want this resolved within the next week. No more taking Saeng's phone, no more getting between him and his friends. I know what you're doing," he added, letting him go again. "It isn't going to work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong didn't stop scowling. "You don't know that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You think his friends are like yours were," HyunJoong said. "But the fact that they haven't stopped trying should give you clue that they aren't going to give up and just drop him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong shook his head. "You don't know that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's not some fragile thing that can't handle himself," HyunJoong said. "He's not going to fall apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong shook his head stubbornly. "You don't know that, either, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you what, want to protect him from everything? How are you going to do that? And," he added, holding up a hand when KyuJong started to talk again, "how soon until you've lost his friendship?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong stopped, staring at his leader. "I would...." he stammered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyunJoong nodded. "I think you could. I don't think it'd show on stage, or in public too much, but at home, and in private - you'd see it. And we'd see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong let his arms fall to his sides. "Okay," he said. "I'll think about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyunJoong nodded. "You have a week to resolve it," he reminded KyuJong, and then turned and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong watched him go, and then went back to his bag, thinking over what HyunJoong had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;129. "I Know Why She Died" - Hanson, This Time Around&lt;br /&gt;073. YunHo / Yoochun: Temperance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun closed his eyes and leaned back, the hot tub he'd chosen the only one without anyone else in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm surprised no one has grown fins or gills yet," YunHo said a few moments later, and Yoochun opened his eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo grinned, sitting on the edge in shorts, his feet in the warm water. "We have been doing this - coming up here, I mean - every day since it... showed up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed, but couldn't fault the terminology. "Yes," he said. "What's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shouldn't we use a little temperance? I mean, what if the members of Super Junior want to have a little time to themselves?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun had to admit he hadn't thought of it. "The problem is that we have no place at home, now," he pointed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. "I know. It's a problem," he said. "So far, they haven't complained, and they haven't been asked to act as true hosts, which is good, but still...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shrugged. "Talk to LeeTeuk hyung, talk to DongHae, and see what they think. I can check with SungMin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo glanced behind him to the hot tub there, where SungMin sat with his head close to Sunday from the Grace. "He might not have any complaints about how it's going," he said, and Yoochun laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;130. "Whispering Voices at My Ears" - Evanescence, Whisper&lt;br /&gt;074. Yesung / Siwon: Prudence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung lay on his bed, hands clasped behind his head, staring at the ceiling. All this water was going to drive him crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock shook him out of his thoughts, and he looked up as Siwon stepped in. "Hyung, do you have a moment?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung sat up, leaning back on his hands. "Sure. What's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon closed the door and sat down at the desk. "What do you do with your paycheck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung lifted his eyebrows, a little surprised at the question. As far as he knew, Siwon was the most prudent of all of them. "I mostly save it," he said. "This isn't going to last forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon nodded. "I'm thinking about buying a house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded. "It's a good investment. What made you think of it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm tired of the swimming pool," Siwon admitted, and Yesung grinned at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad to hear that. I thought I was the only one who was tired of it," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon shook his head. "No. Most of us are, and the weird thing is that we haven't heard anything about it from management."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned at him. "I don't know if they know about it. Besides, what can they say? We don't know how it got here - and they'll never believe we could have pulled it off without most of the rest of the building knowing about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon nodded. "I guess. But... I really don't want it there any more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded his agreement. "How do you know it won't follow you?" he asked, and Siwon sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't. I just... I would rather not have it there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was as close as Siwon came to complaining, unless it involved Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded. "I wish I knew how to make it go away," he said, and Siwon smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;131. "You Can Remember Yourself" - Evanescence, Call me When You're Sober&lt;br /&gt;075. SungMin / Junsu: Fortitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu sat in the music room he'd scheduled at SM, trying to make his mind focus on the song he wanted to write instead of the hot tubs back at the Super Junior dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock gave him a good reason to look away from the paper, and he smiled at SungMin. "Hey, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin grinned at him. "Do you mind if I join you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu shook his head. "Not at all," he said. "What are you working on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin shrugged. "Nothing important," he said. "I just needed to get out of there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "Yeah," he said. "It's not much easier here, for me, but I hope you have better luck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed and sat down at a fair distance from Junsu, pulling out a well worn notebook. They worked in silence, and Junsu looked up more than once to see SungMin bent over his notebook, writing industriously. He had to admire the older singer's fortitude - it had to be hard to work with the lure of the hot tubs and the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'm giving up," he said finally, packing his own notebook away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin looked up, and smiled. "Okay. Drive safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu nodded, and left. As he pulled up to the exit to the parking garage, he'd already dialed the girl he'd gotten the number on the back of the car in the traffic jam some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;132. "I Can't Stop" - Super Junior, U&lt;br /&gt;076. ShinDong / Kibum: Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong opened the door, and blinked in surprise when the humidity didn't waft over him. He kicked his shoes off, following the others who had pushed in ahead of him, and stared in some surprise at the very normal - not to mention formerly lost - living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stood in the middle of the room - he'd apparently been there when it happened - and looked at them in surprise. "All I heard was something about how it was enough, and then this weird... sound, and when I got out here, the pool was gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked almost spooked, and ShinDong started toward him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung got there first, though, and started to talk to him in a low voice. Just, ShinDong thought, they were better friends, and he smiled as Kibum calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he'd heard people complaining about it - it had been fun, but more trouble than it was worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," he muttered suddenly. "We'd better call and let people know it's gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed - sounding rather relieved - and grinned at him. "I'll call JeA, if you want to call Dana," he said to ShinDong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll call Gyuri," Kangin volunteered, and that decided, they went to make their phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo Pts 115-124</title>
    <published>2010-01-04T19:43:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;115. "Why You Arrive Naked?" - Will Smith, Switch&lt;br /&gt;084. Hangeng / Yesung: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung, the last time I tried to cook, I set the kitchen on fire," Yesung said, but didn't pull too hard against the hand wrapped around his wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you think I'm using one I can rent?" Hangeng asked, glancing back over his shoulder at Yesung. "We have to clean up any mess, and I thought maybe that would keep you from losing interest too soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung's eyes widened. "That's why I don't like cooking!" he protested. "The mess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to cook for you guys forever," Hangeng told him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know that. We haven't died yet, while you were in China."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but the way you act, it's like you're barely getting by."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung sighed. "Okay. So what are you going to teach me to make?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng grinned. "Something easy, and something you like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sushi?" Yesung asked hopefully, and Hangeng laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not easy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung blinked at him, vaguely disappointed. "It's not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sushi chefs earn all the money they get paid," Hangeng said. "No, something easy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think your definition of easy is going to be better than mine, so I'll just do what you think." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng grinned. "That's smart," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung laughed. "I am smart, every once in a while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;116. "His Fantastic Manners and His Sense of Humor" - Brown Eyed Girls, Candy Man&lt;br /&gt;152. HanGeng / DongHae: Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know they were going to react like that?" DongHae asked Hangeng after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng nodded. "I guessed, although not quite that... enthusiastic," he said. "I mean...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. "You just proved half of them right with that bit of fan service. You and HeeChul-hyung are almost as popular as - if not more than - EunHyuk-hyung and I."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which is why HeeChul suggested the kiss," Hangeng said, and shrugged. "He's really not my type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. "No, not really," he said, and grinned. "But they will dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng smiled. "It helps to be friends," he added, and DongHae nodded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't do that with a few of us, so it's a good thing they decided to pair me up with my best friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng laughed. "Fans are insane," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And we love them for it," DongHae opined, and Hangeng had to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;117. "hotobashiru jounitsu NIGHT TONIGHT" - Arashi, Carnival Night&lt;br /&gt;085. Heechul / Yunho: water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did you guys manage this?" Yunho asked, sitting in the water in the shallow end of the pool in the Super Junior dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul grinned at him. "Manage it? We didn't. We came home one day and found it like this. I have no idea how they did it without you guys noticing, either, unless you were out, and how they did it in one day...." Heechul shrugged. "Maybe it was your ghost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho snorted. "Not likely. Why would he do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He got us to empty and clean out our fridge," HeeChul said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't," Yunho said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul gave him a haughty look. "Hardly. Ryeowook talked SungMin into it. Made him yummy cookies. I only got one because I brought home the milk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. "He's good at cookies, then?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul grinned. "You haven't tasted his, then. I'll see if he'll make some for you sometime. He's... amazing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And no one's found out about this yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul grinned. "We keep that to ourselves. Because then we keep the cookies to ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo splashed him. "Smart," he said, and then dove in to avoid the water HeeChul splashed at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;118. "I'm Alright, I'm Okay" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, High Time&lt;br /&gt;131. HeeChul / Siwon: Strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much time do you spend on this?" HeeChul asked Siwon, who sat at the weight bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This?" Siwon repeated, lifting one of the weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Strength training. And why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon gave him a bland look. "I like feeling... good. I like looking good," he said. "I like doing it. It keeps me from going insane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul had to admit the last reason was probably the best. "You think you'd go insane?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon grinned, flashing his dimples at him. "You don't think I would?" he asked. "You'd go insane if you couldn't shop. Kibum is a lot more steady now that he's acting more than he is with us, sad as it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul frowned, but that frown eased after a few of Siwon's repetitions. "You're right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon nodded. "We all have them. It's good that most of us have non-destructive outs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul couldn't argue with that. Although he really wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;119. "When I was Driving in That Night" - Arashi, Kitto Daijoubou&lt;br /&gt;086. JaeJoong / Zhou Mi: Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm went off, surprising JaeJoong, and he scrambled out of the kitchen, edging along the wall to the door to his apartment. Thankfully, the group upstairs didn't mind sharing the pool, or this would be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the stairs at a leisurely pace, and found his steps matched by another pair of long legs. "Hello, hyung," Zhou Mi said, and JaeJoong grinned at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello," he said. "How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm good," Mi said. "Do you know why it went off this time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shook his head with a sigh. "No. I never know. In fact," he said as they stepped into the lobby, "I don't know anyone who knows why it keeps going off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi blinked. "No one?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shook his head. "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's... suspect," Mi said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least," JaeJoong said as they joined the others at the back of the yard, enjoying the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;120. "Do You Want Love" - Super Junior, One Love&lt;br /&gt;159. Hangeng / Henry: Hidden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry set his violin down, sweating nicely from the exertion. "That sounded good," Hangeng said quietly in Mandarin, and Henry jumped, startled. He glanced at Hangeng, only half surprised to see his smirk; the leader of Super Junior M liked to surprise people, even if that desire was often hidden from the majority of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, ge," he said. "I still don't feel comfortable with part of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a source of frustration for him; he really didn't know what to do about it, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything I can do?" Hangeng asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry shrugged. "I don't know," he said. "I can't...." He hesitated, tilting his head. "Maybe. Can you do the choreography by yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng grinned. "Easily," he said, and Henry went to get the CD and cue it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never thought he'd get used to this - it had taken months, and a lot of patience from a lot of the people he trained with, between the music and the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he'd managed, somehow, and now it was second nature. He picked up his violin as the first notes started, and Hangeng started the choreography. Henry paid as much attention to that as to the violin, and nearly missed his cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng stopped. "You're distracted, Henry. What's it about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry lowered his violin and shrugged. "I don't know," he said, the frustration building again. "It's all just...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long has it been since you called home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry shrugged. "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng checked his watch, and mentally did the math - Henry was amazed that he knew how much to subtract; he had to look - then lifted one eyebrow. "It's about 10 there. Call home and get a dose of English before you go insane, and then don't touch this for two days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry stared at him, then, half relieved and half resigned, packed up his violin. Hangeng followed him up to the apartment, and watched him into his room. "Thanks, Ge," he said before shutting the door, and Hangeng smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;121. "2002 Peace" - Arashi, All or Nothing Ver 2.01&lt;br /&gt;087. SungMin / Henry: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry found SungMin in the park, laying stretched out on the ground, eyes closed, smiling. He actually nearly stumbled over him, chasing a soccer ball, jumping at the last moment. He grabbed the ball, and then went back to see who he'd nearly stepped on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, hyung?" he ventured, when SungMin didn't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin opened an eye. "Hey, Henli. How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm good, but I almost stepped on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin sat up. "Did you?" he asked, brushing dirt off his arms. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry gestured to the ball. "I didn't see you, chasing this. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin brightened. "You have a game going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry grinned. "Yeah. Want to play? I think Junsu-hyung could use another player on his team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed. "A handicap?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. He usually is short handed when we have an uneven number." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That makes sense," SungMin said, getting to his feet and brushing off his rear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Henli! Did it get away from you?" EunHyuk called, and Henry grinned at SungMin before leading the way back to the group to play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;122. "I'm Gonna Break Under Scene" - SS501, Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;149. Yesung / SungMin: Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look. It's getting ridiculous," Yesung said into the phone. "You've got to stop this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin looked up, lifting one eyebrow as the older man shut his phone and looked like he wanted to throw it at the ground or somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung took a deep breath. "I'm going to kill KyuJong," he said. "The next time he won't let me talk to YoungSaeng, I'm going to crawl through the phone and kill him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin frowned. "There has to be a way to get through without killing him. Have you asked him why he won't let you talk to him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung rolled his eyes. "No. He won't let Joongie talk to him, either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin narrowed his eyes. "I think we need to get more knowledge," he said. "Like, who does he like to talk to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung folded his arms. "I... can probably manage that," he said. "And I won't get in trouble for killing him if we go that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed. "That would be bad. And might lose you a friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung frowned. "Oh. Well, at the rate it's going, he's going to lose both of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;123. "Just Wanna Don't Cry" - Hyori, Don't Cry&lt;br /&gt;088. Hangeng / Junsu: Spirit&lt;br /&gt;Include this scene in your novel:&lt;br /&gt;Today I was driving to my grandparents house which is about two hours away from my own. I got in a big traffic jam and the car in front of me had a phone number on the back of it, and below it, "For when we're stuck in traffic". Extremely bored as I was, I called the number. Turned out I had a thirty minute phone call with a stranger in the car in front of me. I have never had so much fun in a traffic jam, and he told me to call him anytime. &lt;br /&gt;BP: Your MC calls the driver again&lt;br /&gt;DBP: They chat frequently throughout the novel&lt;br /&gt;TBP: They never actually meet&lt;br /&gt;QBP: These conversations become integral to the plot&lt;br /&gt;And A Cookie: The driver calls during the climax and the scene screeches to a halt so they can have their conversation&lt;br /&gt;A Batch Of Cookies: They get stuck in traffic again at the end of the novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu sighed and leaned his head against the drivers seat head rest. Of all the stupid things... traffic. He'd already called the manager, and while they knew not to expect him, that didn't keep him from being bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahead of him, a car pulled into the space between him and the other car. He actually didn't care, it wasn't going to change anything. Except it had a bumper sticker. With a phone number. And a "if we're stuck in the traffic" note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu regarded it, and then, with a shrug, pulled out his cell phone, and dialed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu smiled. "Hi. I'm in the car behind you, and I thought I'd give you a call."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young lady either wasn't a fan - not that he could guess either way - or didn't know his voice, and he tried hard to keep from laughing and giving himself away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the traffic jam finally let them go, an hour later, he'd gotten her name and promised to call her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look to be in good spirits," Hangeng said, holding the elevator at SM for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "I actually just had a conversation with a girl, with no screaming and no death threats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng laughed, pressing the button for the floor he wanted. "How did you manage that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu grinned, pressing a different button. "She had her phone number on a bumpersticker, and said call if there was a traffic jam. So I did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng laughed. "That sounds like a great idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to try it," Junsu said. "Not on my car. It'd get around way too much." He smiled. "It was nice, though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not kidding," SooYoung said, breathlessly. "I swear. It was his laugh. It was all I could do to not let him know I knew who he was."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are such a liar," her friend said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SooYoung just smiled. "He promised to call back, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;124. "It's Gonna be Alright Girl" - YunHo, Crazy Life&lt;br /&gt;139. HeeChul / KyuHyun: Truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think you really know what you’re asking, hyung,” KyuHyun said without looking up from his game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know what I’m asking?” HeeChul asked. “I know what I’m asking. I want to know who has my pants now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you think I would know?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you always do,” HeeChul said, then deftly paused the game and took it away from KyuHyun. “I prefer it when you look at me, rather than talking to your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun sighed, rolled his eyes, and sat up to look at the older singer. “I don’t know who has your pants,” he said. “I’m actually glad they’re gone, and I hope whoever has them burns them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul frowned. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They were ugly, hyung,” KyuHyun said honestly. “And they looked bad on you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul hesitated. “They… did?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. “They made you look… really bad. I think it’s better that they’re gone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul sighed. “It was the principal. I wanted to get rid of them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun smiled. “The problem is that they aren’t actually gone. They keep showing up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” HeeChul said. “And I think it’s on purpose.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun blinked at him. “What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think they’re being moved around on purpose. To taunt me.” HeeChul shrugged. “I think…” he started, then smiled and shrugged. “Well. That’s okay. I guess I’ll just give up on them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good idea, hyung. Can I have my game back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul looked down, then laughed and gave it to him. “Have fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks, I will,” KyuHyun said, unpaused the game, and got lost in it again. HeeChul just watched, smiling, before he turned around and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>I've been meaning to do this</title>
    <published>2010-01-03T03:20:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">and I haven't. But basically, this is the year end meme (a couple of days late):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll be leaving out anything that's fic related, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January: We drove home today. And yes, we made it home without any throwing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February: Has been going NOWHERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March: My main list is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April: Daily Report for March 31, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May: I got out of the house, away from the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June: Hey, look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July: No writing today, but I got to spend time with my husband, and got to see Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August: So, I got this invitation to MatsuJun's birthday in an event on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: I have considered - for a while now - to get a blog to keep track of my 101 in 1001 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October: Yes, the dangerous pasttime and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November: By all rights, I should have updated this... in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December: I haven't been around much; sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what it's worth.</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo Pts 107-114</title>
    <published>2010-01-03T00:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-03T00:10:38Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;107. "Let's Try Some Noise Bit" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, O - Jung Ban Hap (Concert Version) &lt;br /&gt;130. HeeChul / Yoochun: enemies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I'm really tired of this," Yoochun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul looked at him. "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This idea that we should be enemies or something," Yoochun explained, gesturing at the TV, where some talking head reported on the supposed split within the group Dong Bang Shin Ki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul regarded him with mock surprise. "What, you aren't?" he teased, and Yoochun splashed hot water at him. HeeChul dodged, grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," Yoochun said, and gestured to where Junsu and ChangMin sat in the main pool, heads together - not the most comfortable sight, actually - looking like they planned something. "We hate each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul glanced over, and then looked at Yoochun. "Is that something to be concerned about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun grinned. "Only if they start looking in your direction," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, Junsu and ChangMin did look up - but not at them - and both Yoochun and HeeChul sighed softly in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you don't hate them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And they don't hate us." Yoochun said. "Mostly. YunHo was disappointed, but..." He shrugged. "He was really busy, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul fixed him with a glare. "Next time, talk to him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun nodded. "I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;108. "We'll Unlock the Door Forever" - SS501, Unlock (Heavy Edition feat. Kim Se Hwan)&lt;br /&gt;144. ShinDong / Ryeowook: Beguile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your socks are really bright," Ryeowook said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. "Yeah. The yellow is especially bright, and I'm not sure why. There is a really bright blue, but they seem to prefer being a more subtle blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook looked utterly confused. "You... don't change them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong shook his head. "I only have one pair of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYeowook had the idea that he was being tricked - this was ShinDong, after all, and known for his jokes - but there was the thing about SungMin wearing them when they were pink, so.... Maybe it didn't matter, they were just socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. "You're doing better," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook looked at him. "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your choreography. You're moving a lot better," ShinDong said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook smiled. "Thanks. I can understand why you like it so much," he said. "It's fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "Yes," he said. "I like trying new things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook laughed. "Oh? Like what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spent the afternoon down in the dance room, and were very glad of the hot tubs in the front room after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;109. "Tenshi nara" - Arashi, Right Back to You&lt;br /&gt;145. LeeTeuk / ShinDong: Betrayal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have no idea what you mean," LeeTeuk said. "Okay, that's not exactly true, but who do you think I'm betraying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked up from his book and blinked at LeeTeuk, noticing belatedly that he was on the phone. Instead of going back to his book, though, he set it down. There was a frown on the leader's face, and ShinDong didn't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have no control over how people feel," LeeTeuk said. "And what's more, I'd rather it was them than Henry or Mi. I shouldn't have ever said that, and the repercussions still bother me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong lifted an eyebrow, and straightened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Have you heard what they say?" LeeTeuk demanded. "No. It's out of the question. And don't you dare try to use my former words, I'll put out a statement that you told me to say it, that it didn't come from me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was getting serious. ShinDong watched the older singer pace, growing more and more worried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if you can take any more bad press," LeeTeuk said. ShinDong's eyes went wide.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. I'll keep that in mind, thank you. Good bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hung up and just stood there shaking; ShinDong didn't hesitate, getting up and going over to give him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk leaned into him, letting out his breath shakily. "They want me to betray Henry again," he murmured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong didn't answer, just held the shaking man until he'd calmed down. Finally, LeeTeuk pulled away. "I just might have ended my own career, but at least it won't be extended because I betrayed myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;110. "Wantin' Some More" - Rihanna, Pon De Replay&lt;br /&gt;151. LeeTeuk / YunHo: Seduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It just... drags you in, and then I do things I regret, and I hate it," LeeTeuk said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat in one of the hot tubs - no, he hadn't been involved in installing them, but he would use them, darn it - with YunHo. The rest of the room was empty, although he couldn't have said why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, he didn't really care why, and was really glad of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. "I know. It's seductive, the call of the fans, giving them what they want. It eats your soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of all that time," LeeTeuk said musingly after a few minutes of silence, "I never asked JaeBeom if he regretted leaving Korea, and 2PM. I still wonder, because he can't have liked it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. "I'd like to know that, too, actually," he said. "It's just... hard to bring up something like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded. "The only reason he got out of the elevator was because Yesung's ninjas threatened them, you know. I wonder, if it had happened sooner, if he'd come back sooner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo stared at him. "Yesung's... oh, the coffee girls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded. "No coffee this time, and they were armed. With very sharp swords."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. "Yeah, that kind of thing brings out the protective instincts in us." He included LeeTeuk in that, and LeeTeuk nodded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it would me, too. But then," he mused, softly, after a while, "I'm not sure how I would react to people calling for my suicide...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo grimaced. "That was just... wrong," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sighed. "Yeah. It was, a lot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;111. "Try eoseo Once More" - SS501, 4Chance&lt;br /&gt;153. HeeChul / ChangMin: Desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are hard to pass up," ChangMin said, sinking into the hot tub next to HeeChul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you try?" HeeChul asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sort of. I didn't fight it too hard," ChangMin admitted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shrugged. "I don't know. I never do, especially once I get here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul nodded. "These are on my mind a lot of the time. A desire to just sit and bake my mind and body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. "It's probably a better addiction than alcohol or any drug you care to mention."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True," HeeChul said. "But it's just as distracting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone said anything about it yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul shook his head. "I think LeeTeuk-hyung thought it was a dream the first day, but he got over that pretty quick." He glanced around, and grinned. "And, if nothing else, it gets pretty girls to hang around a lot more, in a lot less."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;112. "There's a Monster, Under My Bed" - Santana feat. , Put Your Lights on &lt;br /&gt;175. LeeTeuk / Yesung: Revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shut his computer down - it had become a common practice since they got a swimming pool in the front room - and headed out. It called to him, a nice swim, or a nice soak, but he resisted and put his shoes on. By the time he'd shut the door behind him, he no longer wanted to get in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fresh - not as humid - air up on the roof cleared his head nicely, and he leaned against the railing around the edge, breathing deeply. He probably should have brought a scarf - it was cool - but he couldn't be bothered now, and so he just let the thought leave his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you?" LeeTeuk asked from behind him, and Yesung turned with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm good," he said. "You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine. You just looked like... you were being chased out of the apartment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung turned back to the veiw of Seoul - not the prettiest, but familiar. "No, just... thinking. Needed to clear my head some. Everything I write has water in the back ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk chuckled. "Yes, I bet it does," he said. "Have you talked to HeeChul lately?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shook his head. "No. He's usually chatting up one of the ladies." Not to mention they'd never really been close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just wondered if he'd given up his insistence of getting revenge on the person who took his pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung laughed. "No. I'm pretty sure he hasn't. I'm not sure what he's waiting for, unless it's to take that person off guard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. "Probably. Do you know who it was?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shook his head. "I have my suspicions, but no, I don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We all have our suspicions," LeeTeuk said. "I also would bet they're all about the same person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DongHae said he didn't do it," Yesung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He planned it," LeeTeuk said. "He's too smug not to be involved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was just as glad to see the end of them," Yesung said. "He has such horrid taste sometimes, and those were the worst."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled and agreed. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he said. "I'll leave you alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned at him. "You don't have to go," he said, and LeeTeuk grinned back. They stared out over Seoul together, in companionable silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;113. "Welcome to My World" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Stay with Me Tonight&lt;br /&gt;117. Zhou Mi / Ryeowook: Kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers surprised Ryeowook when he opened his bedroom door - a small, modest bouquet, but pretty, and they filled the room with a heavenly smell. He walked over to the flowers, looking for a card, setting his bag down on his bed on his way past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock on the door made him turn before he reached them, and he grinned at Zhou Mi, beckoning him in. "Hello, ge," he said in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Li Xu," Mi said. "I just wanted to make sure you got your flowers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook smiled. "I did, thank you. But I haven't seen who they're from. Did you let the person who delivered them into my room?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi grinned. "Yes," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you. They're beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "You're welcome," he said, and bowed before letting himself out and closing the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook turned back to his flowers, searching through them for the card that came with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally found it, and then understood why he'd felt vaguely like Mi was laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thank you so much for your kindness our first few months,' the card read, signed by both Mi and Henry. Ryeowook laughed softly and went to get his camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it was the first time anyone had gotten him flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;114. "My Friend, Dear Friend" - Arashi, Natsu no Namae&lt;br /&gt;146. JaeJoong / CHangMin: Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been far too long since JaeJoong had sat across the table from ChangMin like this, just the two of them, tea in hand and nothing they had to be at any time soon. Even the fridge magnets were quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That had something to do with the lawsuit, of course, but even then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their conversation went from inane to downright silly, and JaeJoong, even laughing at it, at ChangMin, and at them, knew that he had something precious, something he'd almost lost. He wondered sometimes, if their magnae would even trust him again. He'd wondered, more than once, if this kind of thing would ever happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yoochun said I've been ignoring you three," ChangMin said when their latest laugh had died away. "No, not ignoring. Avoiding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong sipped his tea. "Have you been?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin grimaced. "I was going to ask you that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong regarded him, twisting the cup in his hands. "I think you had every right to," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shook his head. "I haven't been. I don't think. But the hot tubs upstairs...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong grinned. "Yeah. Those." He sobered again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," ChangMin mused. "I haven't been."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong smiled. "Good. I'm glad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still had a lot to talk about, but he wasn't going to push it. ChangMin would bring it up when he was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>My report</title>
    <published>2010-01-01T06:39:17Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-01T06:39:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I can't sleep, which really sucks right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's my report on the New Year's Eve 12 I started in September:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;s&gt;D&amp;C in order by end of 2009&lt;/s&gt; - 30 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;s&gt;finish Lapghan&lt;/s&gt; - 20 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;s&gt;origami-a-day calendar (from 2005)&lt;/s&gt; - 22 Sep 2009&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;s&gt;Wash and &lt;/s&gt;frame Elyssa's birth record&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;s&gt;Bookbag for Elyssa&lt;/s&gt; - 31 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;39. Dejunk Conservatory&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;s&gt;Dejunk my closet&lt;/s&gt; - 5 Sep 2009&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;s&gt;Donations to ARK 12 times (only one more to go!)&lt;/s&gt; - 14 Sep 2009&lt;br /&gt;87. Finish Taran's birth Record&lt;br /&gt;88. Wash and frame Taran's birth record&lt;br /&gt;91. Rewrite Haunted&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;s&gt;Nanowrimo&lt;/s&gt; - 30 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to iron Elyssa's birthrecord, and then get a frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Scott about the conservatory; if it doesn't get done this weekend (taking the tree down), it'll get done next weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made major progress on finishing Taran's birth record, but didn't finish it, so sbviously, it won't be washed and framed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rewrite of Haunted will happen next month. I'm going to start on it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I didn't finish are still closer than they would have gotten if I hadn't set the goals, so I'm pretty pleased with this. I'm going to take a look at my other goals remaining, and see if I can put together a plan to get them done in a reasonable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!</content>
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    <title>Well...</title>
    <published>2009-12-31T18:44:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-31T18:44:23Z</updated>
    <category term="random"/>
    <content type="html">if I hadn't already known it was the new year, the absolute explosion of 101 lists would have clued me in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!</content>
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    <title>Um.</title>
    <published>2009-12-28T21:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-28T21:13:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm sorry. I won't be updating "Crazy Life - YunHo" for a while, because I have a new computer and I have to make it work. Which means, getting everything back on it, including the software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.... I don't know how long it'll take me to do that. Possibly forever. Because I forgot to save some, so I have to  find it.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be up and running again by next Monday - no guarantees that it'll be before then, as I'll be taking down the tree on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Windows 7 to get used to, now, and I have no guarantees I won't want to kill it by the end of this.</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 101-106</title>
    <published>2009-12-24T20:42:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-24T20:44:12Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
    <category term="fandom: misc kpop"/>
    <category term="fandom: super junior"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;101. “There’s Nothing Inside” – Evanescence, Bring Me to Life&lt;br /&gt;108. Kangin / Ryeowook: Compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook took the corner at a run, barely making it without falling over, keeping Kangin in sight by sheer determination. And then the older singer vanished, and Ryeowook almost slowed down in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scream from behind him made him speed up again, and then someone grabbed  his arm and yanked him into a doorway he hadn’t seen. He bit his tongue on the yelp he wanted to let out, watching with wide eyes as the girls chasing them ran past, their screams fading as they turned a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whew,” Kangin breathed behind him, and he turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you find….” Ryeowook trailed off at the sight of a young woman behind the older singer, and Kangin grinned at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I found that there are some compassionate people, who are willing to help us,” he said. “YooBin, this is Ryeowook. Wookie-yah, YooBin. She’s my cousin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook grinned and bowed. “I am very glad to make your acquaintance,” he said, and she smiled as she bowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m very glad to make yours,” she said. “Don’t hesitate to use this any time you need to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook thanked her – and decided he’d use it as seldom as possible. Too much, and the girls would find out about it. But that didn’t make him any less grateful for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more safe place couldn’t hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;102. “Say Good Bye Bye” – Big Bang, Haru Haru&lt;br /&gt;109. Kangin / DongHae: Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae looked up, eyes squinting as the light came on unexpectedly. Kangin paused at the doorway. “Hae? Are you okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae wiped his eyes, and paused the computer. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin lifted one eyebrow at him. “What do you mean, why? You’re crying.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae rolled his eyes. “Have you seen HeeChul-hyung’s drama yet?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shook his head. “No. I know I’m planning on it in a few days, when I have time. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae smiled. “Oh, it’s just… there are depressing parts,” he said. “And he’s really very good in it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. “I’m not too surprised.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you want, hyung?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin gave him a confused look. “Want?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned at him. “You came in for a reason, I think?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh!” Kangin rolled his eyes. “Yeah. EunHyuk just left for Sukira, and he said to remind you that you promised to listen today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae jumped up from the computer. “Oh, yeah! He’s supposed to play that song I love for me today, if he can get it past Teukie-hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed at him. “Why would Teukie-hyung care?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae smirked. “Something about HeeChul-hyung not being so loud about his pants, I think,” he said. “As long as he doesn’t remember about them…. and the song seems to have some kind of attachment, or it reminds HeeChul-hyung of them, or something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shook his head. “He’s so going to get you,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He has no proof I had anything to do with it,” DongHae said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He doesn’t need proof,” Kangin pointed out. “This is HeeChul-hyung we’re talking about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;103. “Sou futari wo tsunagu rainbow” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;110. Yesung / ShinDong: Hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I really hate the coffee here,” Yesung said with a sigh, after he’d sipped at his drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong smiled. “Is it the coffee, or that they don’t make it the way you ask?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung pursed his lips. “More the latter. I’m not even sure why I keep coming,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong smiled wryly. “Where else would you go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung smiled at him, just as wry. “You have a point,” he said. “I might upset someone if I decided to go somewhere else.” He pushed the coffee away from him and sighed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong sipped his tea. “You could have tea,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung smiled. “I could. But then it’s not as good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. “Is it the taste or the caffeine?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung laughed. “Both, but the taste is… very important.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He straightened at a commotion at the front of the small shop, and grinned at the sight of the ninjas, as they somersaulted into sight. He didn’t even know if it were the same one making the coffee for him, and frankly, he didn’t care. The point was that he wanted to hire them, or thank them, or something, but they were always so fast….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey,” he said, as the third ninja (a girl, shaped like that) took up her guard post. “Tell them thanks for me, please?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned just enough that she could see him, gave him the barest nod, and then he had his new coffee, and they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You expected that,” ShinDong said, recovering from his surprise as Yesung sipped his new coffee and sighed in contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hoped,” the singer corrected him. “I had really hoped. Because I don’t know who they are, but they can make coffee exactly the way I like it. I’d seriously hire them, all three, just for that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong laughed. “You must like it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung sipped again and smiled. “Oh. Very much.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;104. “Pajama igpo” – Super Junior H, Pajama Party&lt;br /&gt;111. LeeTeuk / Junsu: Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think they really like what is going on with you,” LeeTeuk said, looking across the table at Junsu. “I know YunHo is nervous, at least.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu shrugged. “I don’t know what they’re nervous about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. “You really scared Siwon with the whole street lights going out, and EunHyuk said you’ve been acting weird.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu tilted his head. “I’m fine. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Besides, I thought it was Siwon that was doing that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He said they stayed on all the way home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu frowned. “I didn’t notice anything, either, after he left,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed. “Then maybe it was both of you, together,” he mused. “Anyway, there’s something about you having a skeleton in your closet, and I understand the ghost we had that one day is actually yours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu lifted an eyebrow. “We wondered why he went up to your apartment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shivered. “It sounded like he got lost,” he said. “At midnight he said something about being in the wrong apartment.” He felt comfortable referring to the ghost as he; the voice that had spoken at midnight had sounded male. Marginally. And had spoken Korean. Of course, the idea of the ghost freaked him out. As did the idea of a skeleton in Junsu’s closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lost?” Junsu repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu pursed his lips. “I’m not being odd, I’m not acting weird.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If EunHyuk says you were, then you were. About you, I trust him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu frowned. “Well… I’m normal now, right? You said were.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded, slowly. “Just… be careful. I don’t want to wake up and find your apartment swimming in blood.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu stared at him, then nodded, slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;105. “I’m at Your Feet” – Shakira, Whenever, Wherever&lt;br /&gt;028. SungMin / KyuHyun: Strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, so that was a weird dream," KyuHyun said, sitting down next to SungMin on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You slept?" SungMin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. "A little," he said. "All these strangers make me nervous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin nodded. "I'm glad you slept, though. What about the dream?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. "It was... bizarre. Started on stage, moved into the crowd, and then outside. But," he mused, grinning at his friend, "it was a really odd thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anything that takes you off the stage has to be weird," SungMin teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. "It wasn't me," he said. "It was Kangin-hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin lifted an eyebrow. "Kangin-hyung?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. "He, um, decided that if they only wanted 13, he'd give up his place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin stared at him. "He's... not the person to... he did?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. "Yeah. And then HeeChul-hyung went with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin snorted softly. "Now... he'd do that," he said. "And be upset because someone did it first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun snickered. "Yes, he would, wouldn't he?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed. "Yes. I really hope it doesn't come to that - and would they believe them if they said that's why they did it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun shrugged. "I don't know. My dream didn't cover that. But I doubt it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin shook his head. "I do, too," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;106. "You and Me it's Over. Go Away" - Super Junior, Over&lt;br /&gt;129. LeeTeuk / JaeJoong: Friends&lt;br /&gt;Dare: after a long day on the job, the MC comes home to find that his living room has been turned into a swimming pool. With a hot tubs filled with very hot people of the opposite sex. (found &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/nanowrimo/2143065.html?thread=19213913#t19213913" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk leaned against the back wall of the elevator, half wishing JaeBeom were still there to tell him when to get out of it. But then, it so seldom happened that anyone else would actually get in the elevator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dinged, and he opened his eyes as the doors opened. With a groan, he shuffled out of the elevator and to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could hear... something going on inside, and wanted to just collapse on his bed. Hopefully it was something he could avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of chlorinated water - and some serious humidity - hit him as he opened the door. He toed his shoes off, dropped his bag - way too heavy anyway - and shuffled down the hallway. When he looked into the living room, he stopped and stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had put a pool in the living room. No... actually, it was a pool and three hot tubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were people in the hot tubs. He recognized members of 2NE1, Brown Eyed Girls, and CSJH the Grace - all beautiful women - chatting with members of his own group and Dong Bang Shin Ki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk rubbed his eyes, trying to make the vision go away, and before he'd even dropped his hand, someone put an arm around his waist. "You look tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared at JeA, and blinked. "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come, join us, relax a little," she invited, and took his hand. He followed, bemused, and she didn't even seem to care he was still dressed as she walked him down the steps into one of the hot tubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, hyung," JaeJoong said. He leaned against the back of the hot tub, sitting next to Dara from 2NE1. LeeTeuk blinked at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're okay with this?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong smiled. "What's not to be okay with it?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W-well," LeeTeuk said, stammering a little, "doesn't it make your ceiling significantly lower?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shrugged. "We'll manage. Besides, we'll probably spend more of our time here, with friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk blinked, and then decided he'd debate it later, and relaxed, closing his eyes. The water felt good, even through his clothes, and next time, he'd make sure to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, at least, strip. Depending on the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd probably better get up," JeA said softly after a while. "If you fall asleep here, you'll never wake up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a point, so LeeTeuk got out of the pool, shed his clothes - most of them - and took a towel, wrapping it around him as he headed for his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, he wished he were just plain Park Jungsu again - but this wasn't one of them. Or so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because someone was likely to not be too happy about what... someone else had done to their apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell asleep wondering how it had happened, and what they'd do about it in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 91-100</title>
    <published>2009-12-23T22:53:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Half way done!&lt;/b&gt; Not so many more, for you poor people not reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;091. "I Got a Man" - CSJH The Grace, (japanese, and then korean, on "one more time, okay")&lt;br /&gt;157. ShinDong / Henry: Fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Henry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped and glanced behind him, smiled as ShinDong caught up to him. "Hey, hyung. What's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned as he caught up. "Not much. I'm heading out and wanted to catch up. Where are you off to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry grinned. "Ryeowook-hyung promised me a cookie if I'd get him some flour. I don't think he realizes the disaster that could be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "You're famous for managing, Henry," he said. "I'll help, though, if you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks. Where were you going?" Henry asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siwon wants some Coke, and I need to get out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your socks are glow in the dark pink," Henry said, stunned, when he caught sight of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked down. "Wow! If I'd known that, I would have offered them to SungMinnie again. He likes them pink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry lifted one eyebrow. "He... well, okay, yeah, I can see that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. "So, yeah. Ah, well, next time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry laughed. "They're pink a lot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but enough to keep SungMinnie happy," ShinDong said, and Henry nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, yes, but things like that had become... more than norm. He missed them when he went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;092. "Your Thoughts Your Interests Your Earring in Your Ear" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, The Way U Are&lt;br /&gt;064. SungMin / Kibum: Communication&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have one chapter written in notes characters send to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't really planning on leaving before I teach you to cook, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin-hyung -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going anywhere except the set for the next four weeks. Maybe at the next break you can teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kibum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two are way too sappy. Stop this inane communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HeeChul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, hyung. You're just jealous you didn't think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is that for you? I mean... there's not much in the way of time for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SungMin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin-hyung -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know. But there will be time. And don't tease HeeChul. He's... &lt;s&gt;sensitive&lt;/s&gt; a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kibum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT A DORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HeeChul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum, HeeChul-hyung -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever, you two are weird. There is pumpkin curry in the fridge. It's got my name on it. SHARE it, okay? I know you guys like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SungMin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks - HeeChul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good, hyung. Thanks. - Kibum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're both welcome. - SungMin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;093. "Narul Dalma gasumane gadugcha Kojyoganun innocent" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, Rising Sun&lt;br /&gt;065. Zhou Mi / Henry: Newspapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see this, Henli?" Zhou Mi asked, holding up a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry laughed. "I did, but that doesn't mean I have any idea what it says. What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Mi laughed. "It's about the food fight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry perked up. "It's in the paper?" he asked. "I didn't think anyone had seen it, but us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no. I guess there were pictures, and a video."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry stared at him. "A video?" he asked, and tried to remember what he might have done that he hoped his parents would never see. Or his siblings, for that matter. He couldn't think of anything, but then there was no saying how anyone would interpret innocent fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HenWook. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "Yeah. They want to release it on the next Super Junior single. Or with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry blinked. "Will that... work?" he asked. "I mean... Dong Bang Shin Ki were there, too. And you and me,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi shrugged. "They seem to think so," he said, but his enthusiasm had dimmed. Henry sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope they do," he said firmly. "It would show that we're not just... outsiders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi smiled, and Henry had to grin back at him. It just wasn't possible not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;094. "Wo bao zhe wo meng xing lai le" - Super Junior M, Wo Bao zhe wo (In my Arms)&lt;br /&gt;066. Kangin / Kibum: Magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, if they'd known it'd cause this much of a stir, we'd have had food all over us more often," Kibum said off hand, without looking up from his magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Kangin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you seen the demand?" Kibum asked, looking up. "They don't realize that isn't something that can be scripted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin grinned at him. "LeeTeuk-hyung's gotten that point across, I think," he said. "Never mind that if we do it again, scripted, it'll never work as well, because we've already done it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum laughed. "It was fun, though," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin grinned at him. "Did you know it was going to happen?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum smirked. "Yeah. It was my job to keep Yesung-hyung in the room. They knew he'd try to get out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "He was the worst," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew he would be, once it got started," Kibum said. "He's just been trying to be... not fail lately, and I liked the fail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "Have you told him that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum laughed. "It'd never work. He'd laugh me off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin had to admit that Kibum was probably right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;095. "I'm your S H O W M A N" - Peter Hyun, Showman&lt;br /&gt;067. HeeChul / Kangin: Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you found a book you can stand, yet?" Kangin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul looked up and scowled. "No. I try to keep away from them, especially when I get frustrated with the hero. I tend to throw my books when they are being stupid, and... yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "You didn't mean to hit Ryeowook last time," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. Of course not. Why would I hit him with a book?" HeeChul asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought it might have had something to do with your pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul shrugged. "I asked him, but it's not something he'd do," he said. "Ryeowookie is more subtle than that. He'd have... dyed them some sort of lurid green, or chartreuse, or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "Would he?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul nodded. "Yes, he would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But then you wouldn't recognize them as yours," Kangin pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul shrugged. "If he left them in my closet I would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin couldn't argue with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;096. "Just Go for it!" - Super Junior M, Cofession&lt;br /&gt;068. Hangeng / Ryeowook: Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music screaming out of the apartment gave Hangeng a clue that something was wrong. He wasn't sure if it meant that Teukie-hyung was trying to cover up a mass murder, or if something else was going on, and he hesitated at the door before going in to see what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook opened the door, squeezed out, and slammed it shut behind him. "Never let DongHae-hyung near the volume," he said, his hands over his ears. Hangeng didn't know if he spoke so loudly because he wanted to be heard over the music, or if he were going deaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, he pressed Ryeowook against the wall, told him to stay there, and braved the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found DongHae at the volume of the stereo, looking slightly crazed. He eyed the younger man, decided that whatever had caused Junsu (Xiah, not the one from 2PM) to act so odd had affected DongHae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay away," DongHae said, and Hangeng merely smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think so," he said, and walked forward. Not that he thought DongHae could hear him, but still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same tone, same inflection. HanGeng smiled and kept walking. DongHae rushed him; Hangeng quickly pushed him on past, and hit the off button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he turned around, DongHae gave him a curious look. "Where did you come from, hyung?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng smiled, and reached a hand to help him up. "Down stairs," he said. "Where were you before this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Down with YunHo. Had lunch. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did explain things. "Just... curious." He left DongHae there and went to get Ryeowook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;097. "Are You Even Awake?" - Phrased Differently, Brick Wall&lt;br /&gt;069. Zhou Mi / DongHae: Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balcony was almost as good as the roof, and much closer when he realized he'd started smoking again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made no sense to Zhou Mi, why he kept smoking like this, but then, many of the things in his life made no sense at all, either, so this one more thing merely... was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're smoking again?" DongHae asked, and Mi turned to smile at him, the radio playing inside loud enough to hear out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess," he said. "I'm not sure why it keeps happening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. "I don't think we need a reason to do things like this," he said. "It just happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi took a deep breath, and let it out in a sigh.  "I guess it just does," he said. DongHae grinned and leaned against the balcony railing. “Although,” Zhou Mi added a few moments later, “that really doesn’t make me feel any better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. “It took you that long to realize it?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi flushed. “I… had to figure out if it helped or not,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned and hugged him – thankfully not catching on fire or anything. “Have you checked to see if it’s your clothes, not you?” he asked, stepping back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi lifted an eyebrow. “No. I hadn’t thought of that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then maybe you should. Maybe it’s not you at all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi thought about that. And thought that maybe, it was worth looking into. “Maybe,” he said, and tried to remember what he’d worn every time he’d started smoking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;098. “Koneko no you ni” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, If…?!&lt;br /&gt;070. SungMin / Zhou Mi: TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Mi dropped onto the couch next to SungMin and eyed the older singer oddly. “What are you eating?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin pointed to the TV, where the ‘Cooking? Cooking!’ video played. “The pineapple.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi blinked, stunned. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin shrugged. “Because it bothers Kangin,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi laughed, reached over, and took the wax fruit. “You’ve had enough,” he said, and took it into Kangin’s room, setting it on the pile there. He walked back out to sit next to SungMin again. “Was it even good?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin shrugged. “Better than anything HeeChul’s managed to cook,” he said with a grin, and Mi grinned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“From what I understand, that’s not too hard,” he said, and SungMin laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t let him hear you said that,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know that!” Mi protested. “It’s probably one of the first things I learned. There are things that Geng-ge can get away with that no one else can, some that Kibum can get away with, and there are a few that can get away with nothing. And then there’s the few that he’s very….” He paused, searching for the word. “Inconsistent with.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin stared at him. 	“You’ve been studying HeeChul-hyung,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi grinned. “Self preservation,” he admitted. “He’s the most volatile of the group.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re right,” SungMin said, and Mi beamed at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;099. “You are My Love” – Super Junior, You Are the One&lt;br /&gt;071. Hangeng / SungMin: Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They have pictures up on the web,” Hangeng said, sounding surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin looked up at him, automatically marking the place in his book. “Pictures?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng stepped into his room and sat down on the bed. “Of the food fight. On the internet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin grinned. “Really? Siwon mentioned wanting some, and I think I would, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng gave him an incredulous look. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin grinned. “Because of the memories. And to see what I missed while LeeTeuk and Kangin tried to make me a plate for their concoction. At least they didn’t try to make me eat it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It might not have been so bad,” Hangeng said. “At least they didn’t cook it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin laughed. “You didn’t see what they put in it. I don’t know where they got the wasabi, but… I could smell it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng laughed. “You have a point. Anyway, you want to see the pictures?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin got up. “Yes. I do,” he said, and followed Hangeng into his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wondered why the Chinese dancer hadn’t shared the pictures with HeeChul or anyone else closer to him, but then dismissed the thought and took the chair to the side of the computer, leaning over to see the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were in stitches by the second picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;100. “’Cause I’m Back” – SS501, Destiny&lt;br /&gt;072. DongHae / Henry: Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want to watch?” DongHae asked the room at large – only seven (including him), not all 15 – and got a bunch of shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Something with… subtitles,” Henry offered, and KyuHyun and Ryeowook both nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Agreed,” DongHae said, and perused the selection of Chinese movies they had on hand. “Which should be most of them.” He hesitated, then turned. “Hey. Do we at least have a genre we want to see?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not horror,” Henry said before anyone could say anything else, and Siwon laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Comedy,” he said. “That should be tame enough.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae turned back, a little disappointed. He’d wanted Horror. Maybe next time he could just pick it or something instead of suggesting they choose. “One Night in Supermarket?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” Zhou Mi said immediately, and grinned at DongHae when he turned around to look at him. “I really wanted to see that. Everyone at home says it’s really good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve heard good about it, too,” Hangeng said, and DongHae grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay with everyone else?” At the chorus of nods, he got it out of the case and stuck it in, got up to turn the lights off, and then plopped down in the middle of the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice, to practice like this, in this company. And maybe, one day, they’d be able to watch this without the subs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 81-90</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;081. "B to the I to the G (Bang)" - Big Bang, Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;054. Junsu / Henry: Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many of these do you have?" Henry asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "Just one. Only Super Junior does the color coordination thing with their costume changes. It gives them a chance to have some variation without having to completely redo the concept."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So they don't get bored with the clothes," Henry said in realization. "I wish they'd done that with us in China the first time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were pretty stuck with black and white," Junsu agreed. "At least you're in red this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry flushed. "Yeah. I look like a lumber jack."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "Because you're from Canada?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry shrugged. "I have no idea what they were thinking. It's not the worst outfit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu stifled a laugh. "No. Not in the least," he said. "At least none of you looked a peacock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry giggled. "No, just pimps. Although why they picked Siwon-ge for that look...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "Oh, they don't care, they'll go with whatever looks good. Or that they think looks good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Key word. Do they actually hire people with no taste?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed. "Something like that, yes," he said, and Henry laughed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;082. "Just Not the Same" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Oasis&lt;br /&gt;055. HeeChul / Yesung: Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your hair is orange," Yesung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's red."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung," Yesung repeated, and gestured at the mirror. "It's orange."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul looked in the mirror, and then stared in absolute horror. "It said red!" he insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not what it came out as," Yesung said, and, having recovered from the shock, headed on to the kitchen. "You can probably bleach it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to do the blond thing again," HeeChul insisted. "It was bad enough once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True," Yesung agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, who are you to say that?" HeeChul demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shrugged. "Just me," he said. "No one of any real importance." He walked by the TV, then backed up. "Hey, hyung. Um. I think I know where your pants are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul joined him. "Where?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... On JeA," Yesung said, gesturing to the variety show EunHyuk was watching, featuring Brown Eyed Girls. He tilted his head to the side. "She looks good in them, too,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah!" HeeChul protested, and Yesung decided now was a good time to escape. He slipped away and retreated to his room, locking the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;083. "Baby Break it Break it Down" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, NO PAIN NO GAIN&lt;br /&gt;056. Hangeng / JaeJoong: Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, oppa, do you happen to have a rubber ducky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng turned to look at BoA, certain he'd misunderstood. "A... what?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rubber ducky," JaeJoong said, stepping out of the elevator with a wave to the man inside. "It's... a child's bathtub toy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng blinked. "A... rubber... Oh!" It clicked. "Yes. I think we do. Do you need one for your scavenger hunt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, please. Um. Is it yellow?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do they come in other colors?" HanGeng asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," JaeJoong said, on his way out the door. "Lots of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it matter?" HanGeng asked, ushering her onto the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. They do specify a yellow rubber ducky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng reached to press the button, to find it already pressed. "Ah... hello, JaeBeom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi," he said. "BoA-Puin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi," she said back, and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the ride was silent, and JaeBeom waved at them as they got off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's just so... odd," BoA said, and HanGeng could only nod in agreement as he opened the door to his apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, DongHae had a fit because someone had stolen his rubber ducky. HanGeng kept very quiet about where it had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;084. "Boku wa koko ni iruyo" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Somebody to Love&lt;br /&gt;057. Siwon / Ryeowook: Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to see green grass," Ryeowook said, curled up in the hotel room, phone pressed to his ear. "I mean, seriously. It's so... grey here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon could guess the comment from the other end - he didn't know who Ryeowook spoke with, but he guessed it was Yesung. That's who the two youngest (not including Henry) usually spoke to when they called Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know it's winter," Ryeowook protested, and Siwon had to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment, he hung up, and Siwon grinned at him. "Come on," he said. "There's got to be something less grey somewhere in this place that we can find before someone yells at us for leaving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook hesitated maybe half a second before scrambling off the bed, tucking his phone in his pocket as he followed Siwon to the door to get his shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;085. "Oh Feel Me? Give Me Your More Beat" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, Ride On&lt;br /&gt;058. DongHae / Ryeowook: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought I was going to go insane," Ryeowook said quietly to DongHae as they walked down one of the less busy streets in Seoul. "I think I'm getting claustrophobic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're getting tired of getting cooped up in places when you can't move," DongHae said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but I don't move that much," Ryeowook protested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't," DongHae corrected him, and then froze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man running toward them - naked but for blue tennis shoes - was actually familiar. He grinned at them, flashed between them, and rounded the next corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook blinked at DongHae. "Why is 2AM's Lee ChangMin streaking?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned at him. "He's bored? Are you going to be the next one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook stared at him, appalled. "NO!" he said, maybe too loud, because someone screamed his name, and he and DongHae had to run or get pulled under by fan girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That wasn't funny," Ryeowook insisted as they boarded the elevator. "I'm not going to start streaking because I'm bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom looked at him, one eyebrow raised. "What? Who was it this time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned at him as the elevator closed. "Lee ChangMin, from 2 AM," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom blinked at him. "ChangMin?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom scowled. "What is JoKwon thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook snorted softly. "Same thing HyunJoong hyung was. "What the hell has gotten into my group?""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom was still laughing as the elevator doors opened and let them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;086. "You're Such a Beautiful Woman" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Beautiful You&lt;br /&gt;059. EunHyuk / Henry: Indigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's really easy," Henry insisted, his Korean stilted and hesitant. "I promise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk gave him a doubtful look. "Easy?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." Henry pointed to the rainbow. "You start  with red. ROY G. BIV. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet." He said the colors - slowly - in English. "Of course," he added after a moment, "most people can't remember Indigo because it's not really a color we use a lot, but someone came up with that, and it's how I remember the colors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You realize I didn't understand a word you said," EunHyuk said with a grin, and Henry flushed. "No, it's okay," EunHyuk said, and threw an arm around Henry's shoulders. "Come on. From the smell, hyung has dinner ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry laughed. "You can tell that from the smell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's burned. Teukie-hyung is cooking tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry laughed all the way down the first flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;087. "It's Okay, I Will be by Your Side" - Anyband, TPL (Talk Play Love)&lt;br /&gt;060. HeeChul / Junsu: Violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu reached up to knock on the door just as it opened forcefully, and he stepped back so that an angry HeeChul wouldn't run him over. "Um, hyung?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't say it," Heechul hissed, and stalked to the stairs. Junsu watched him go, then cautiously stepped in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it was probably best not to ask why HeeChul's hair was violet. Not that it had looked bad - no, it had fit him, oddly enough - but apparently, the color was not what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He didn't hit you, did he?" EunHyuk asked as Junsu wandered into the main room of the apartment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. What's wrong with him?" Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JeA from Brown Eyed Girls has his pants, and they look better on her than on him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu choked, and sank down next to his oldest friend. "JeA?" he repeated when he could talk again. "How did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She wore them on one of the variety shows they were on this month, promoting Sign. I think he wants to go and demand them from her, but he's a bit... scared to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nicole?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk nodded. Junsu shrugged and grinned at him. "How did JeA get them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk shrugged. "I have no idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu grinned at him, then leaned back. "I don't believe you. But I am here to see if you can come have dinner with us tonight, and then see a movie. I'd like to spend time with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk grinned. "Yeah. I think I can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;088. "Nothing to Say But" - Ohno Satoshi, Top Secret&lt;br /&gt;061. LeeTeuk / Kibum: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're all downstairs," Kibum said into his phone. "Can you come down here, hyung? Junsu is... kind of mad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk stepped into his shoes and pressed the elevator call button. "Mad about what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've called the elevator like four times, and JaeBeom-hyung's not here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk scowled at the elevator door. "He's... not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, and I think they want to leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened, and LeeTeuk stared in utter disbelief at the empty elevator. "He's... not here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I've been telling you, hyung," Kibum said. "They're pretty mad for getting them all here, and he's not even...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on my way," LeeTeuk said, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the lobby. "Just keep them there until I get there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll try," Kibum said, but he sounded pretty doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whole group stood there, all of 2PM looking less than pleased, and Junsu scowled as LeeTeuk got off the elevator. "I thought you said JaeBeom-hyung is in your elevator," he snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He usually is," LeeTeuk said. "We didn't make this up to make you guys hurt more," he added at a low growl from Nichkhyun. "I'm not kidding." He pursed his lips and turned to Kibum. "Where is JaeJoong?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum frowned. "He's with Yoochun-hyung in Japan," he said, and LeeTeuk nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He might be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunHo snorted a laugh. "How did he get there?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shrugged. "We're not sure how he got here, but I know Donghae-hyung saw him in Shanghai when they were there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shanghai?" TaecYeon asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum nodded. "Yes, hyung. Shanghai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu sighed. "Well, he's not here now," he said, with the implied 'if he ever was' hanging in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk didn't know how to react to that, and just shrugged. "He was. We don't lie about things like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2PM just shrugged - to a man, it was a little creepy - and turned to go. "We want proof next time," ChanSung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum watched them go helplessly. "Why isn't he there?" he asked LeeTeuk, who could only shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know," he said. "It's odd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flash of black caught his eye, and he turned to see three ninjas standing in front of the van 2PM had wanted to board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are those Yesung-hyung's ninjas?" Kibum asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk glanced at him. "I have no idea. Girls, in black - although he never said anything about swords," he added as, moving as one, the three drew katana and directly threatened TaecYeon, who'd apparently gotten too close to them. Or to the car, he wasn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you guys looking at?" Yesung asked behind them, and LeeTeuk glanced behind him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold the elevator!" he called, and a (far too) familiar hand stopped the doors from closing. "Hah," LeeTeuk said, and stepped into the doorway. "JaeBeom. The rest of your group is out on the street being threatened by ninjas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom stared at him. "The rest of my...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2PM," Kibum added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My ninjas!" Yesung said, stunned. "Hey. But I don't know which...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom left the elevator, caught sight of the group outside, and took off at a run, bursting out the door and through the group to face the ninjas. As soon as he arrived, they sheathed their swords and somersaulted out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk blinked. "Yeah... that was weird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it worked," Kibum said, and patted Yesung's arm. "Come on, hyung," he said consolingly. "We can get a coffee at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung followed him, rather depressed, and LeeTeuk pressed the button on the elevator for their floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator felt really... empty, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;089. "Follow Me Follow Me" - Super Junior M, Kewang (A Man in Love)&lt;br /&gt;062. ChangMin / Henry: White&lt;br /&gt;Dare: use the lyrics to a song somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;BP: If it makes absolutely no sense.&lt;br /&gt;DBP: If you don't name the band.&lt;br /&gt;TBP: If it forshadows some event to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and gay!" Henry sang - one place he could finally do it - in the elevator. It was, perhaps, the stupidest song to be singing, but it was in English, and most people here had never seen West Side Story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that most of them probably wouldn't understand it. So if he were lucky, Kibum or Siwon wouldn't be standing in front of the door when it opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, your voice really carries," ChangMin said as the elevator opened on the floor below the one Henry wanted. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to close the doors. "Do you know if Kibum is up there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry shrugged. "I don't, hyung, sorry. But I suspect that if he is, he's sleeping. He was in late last night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin frowned. "How late?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um... I think he got in around 8:00 this morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin's eyebrows went up. "He was out all night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry nodded as the door opened. "I can check if you want, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry kicked off his white shoes and headed into the apartment, knocking lightly on Kibum's door before pushing it open. Kibum didn't stir, so he went back to the front door. "Sorry, hyung. He's asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin grinned. "Okay. Thanks, Henry-yah,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry bowed. "You're welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;090. "It's so Hard Not to Stare" - Trace Atkins, Honky Tonk Badonkadonk&lt;br /&gt;063. Ryeowook / ChangMin: Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really hate it when the sky is grey," Ryeowook said, leaning against the stair house on the roof. "Especially on days when we actually get to get out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin hummed agreement. "Are you going to go back to that beach house any time soon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook regarded the sky a moment. "I don't think so. It seems that whoever goes ends up with one or another of their group unable to walk through doors without winding up somewhere random."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. "DongHae?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, and he took Kibum. KyuHyun really didn't like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin sobered, then shrugged. "How do you know more than one has done that?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JaeBeom-hyung said it happened to ChanSung when they were there last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin raised his eyebrows. "That's... alarming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. But we decided that they kept it as quiet as we did - although I bet 2AM knew about it - because you guys did. You helped us out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin nodded. "A fair assessment," he said. "Maybe tomorrow will be nicer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook laughed softly. "Probably, because we'll be stuck inside all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin grinned at him. "I'll ask for another grey day," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 75-80</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;075. “Everybody Come With Me” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, Zion – Zero G Remix&lt;br /&gt;048. Junsu / KyuHyun: Grains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Hyung," KyuHyun said, and smiled as Junsu turned around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, KyuHyun," Junsu said, grinning. "How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun reached and touched the button for the elevator. "I'm good. Hangeng-hyung is trying to teach HeeChul-hyung to cook again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu snickered. "Again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun grinned. "He does it every once in a while. I think it'd be easier to get Ryeowook to teach him, but Ryeowook won't." He furrowed his brow. "Maybe if I offer him a cookie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed as the elevator opened. "Will that work?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It worked on Yesung-hyung and SungMin-hyung," KyuHyun said as they stepped into the elevator. "Oh, hyung," he added, grinning at JaeBeom. "Where did you get those pretzels? They were delicious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom pressed the buttons to their floors. "I'm not sure. I got them from JoKwon. You'll have to ask him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun nodded. "Thanks, I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are they going to start cooking?" Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. "A whole grain bread," he said. "I'm not sure why he decided it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does he try to do it? teach him to cook?" Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This time, it's because he tried to kill Kangin hyung," KyuHyun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It won't help this time, either," JaeBeom said. "But I suspect he knows it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun looked at him in surprise. "How do you know about it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom grinned. "Hangeng-hyung went shopping earlier." The elevator dinged, and opened. "Have a good day, hyung," he said to Junsu, who stepped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks," he said. "You, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a feeling you'll see a bunch of us wanting to go down in a while," KyuHyun said. "No one likes to be around when this happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBoem nodded. "I'll be ready. Thanks for the heads up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun grinned. "Any time," he said, and stepped out when the elevator door opened. "Later, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bye," JaeBeom said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;076. “Hashiridase Hashiridase” – Araishi, Happiness&lt;br /&gt;049. EunHyuk / ChangMin: Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He what?" ChangMin said, pausing at the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's eating the wax fruit from the Cooking? Cooking! photo shoot," EunHyuk said, and spooned pineapple onto his plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin blinked, and then went on to fill his own plate. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk snorted. "You're asking me why SungMin-hyung does something?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. "You have a point," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished at the buffet, they walked over to the table where Junsu and DongHae had already sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu looked up as ChangMin sat down, and lifted an eyebrow. "You sure that's enough?" he teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin lifted an eyebrow at him. "I can go back, you know," he said. Junsu rolled his eyes and grinned at EunHyuk, who grinned back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;077. "Zutto kono mama hikari yo" - Araishi, Pika**Nchi Double&lt;br /&gt;050. Yesung / Kibum: Veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place looked peaceful, but Yesung didn't think he actually believed it. Not with that smug look on EunHyuk's face, or with the slightly manic look on DongHae's. Whatever those two had planned, Yesung hoped he wasn't caught in it. Of course, he was here, so he would be, unless he could somehow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone snagged his arm, careful not to let him spill his plate. "Here, hyung," Kibum said, and Yesung, taken off guard, followed him. "You looked lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EunHyuk and DongHae are planning something," Yesung said flatly. "I don't want to get caught in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum laughed. "You think you'll get out of it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I'm not HERE, I will," he said, but he'd already sat down, and so he picked up his chopsticks and started on his veggies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you are here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only because you stopped me from leaving," Yesung pointed out, and Kibum grinned at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm actually looking forward to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to take another bite, Yesung froze and stared at him. "You... you're what?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum flushed. "All the running around with DongHae seemed to have... been good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung lifted an eyebrow. "You'll still kill me if I put peppers in your ice cream, though, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stared at him. "You'd... where would you get peppers?" he stammered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned and gestured. "JaeJoong, where else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stared at him. "Please don't," he said. "That would really be...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nasty," Yesung said with a grin. "I know. He did it to me. If he ever does it in my coffee, I'll kill him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum laughed, and went back to his own dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung, however, was not so relaxed, and did not really want to find out about what the two - well, two of the - jokesters of Super Junior had planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of... he glanced around to find KyuHyun, and was not exactly reassured to find him talking to HeeChul and Ryeowook. They didn't look like they were conspiring, but... well, at least he could listen in to them; with HeeChul, it guaranteed that they weren't speaking in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed and went back to eating. Whatever would happen, would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;078. "So in Love Again" - SS501, Obsess&lt;br /&gt;051. YunHo / Siwon: Meat&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to have a food fight in your novel.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus points if it's essential to the plot.&lt;br /&gt;Extra bonus points if it takes place somewhere unusual for a food fight -- the royal banquet hall, a 5-star restaurant, a wedding reception, etc.&lt;br /&gt;A cookie if you top 2k with a detailed description of the food fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't gotten through yet, but as they did just release a song...." Siwon started, and blinked as YunHo grabbed his collar and pulled him down, almost putting his face in his meat bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry," YunHo said, when he'd let Siwon go again. "Your groupmate got a little... enthusiastic with his vegetables."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon blinked at him, and then turned to see Kangin with a face full of kimchi. "What...." he started to ask. and then Kangin picked up a handful of whatever was on his plate, and flung them at LeeTeuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the end of peace in the backstage area; Siwon could only watch as, one by one, others were drawn into the fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, it took longer than others; EunHyuk and DongHae, of course, jumped right in, tossing food at Junsu and ChangMin before the fight even got to their table. Junsu and ChangMin were no slower, and from YunHo's expression when Siwon glanced at him, he'd expected it as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun and Ryeowook had ganged up on HeeChul, who fought back with prejudice, dragging Hangeng into the fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden sound - nothing he could actually identify - brought Siwon's head around, and he stared at YunHo, who wryly wiped wasabi out of his hair. "They're going to have a fit," he said as an aside to Siwon, before scooping up a handful of rice and smashing it into JaeJoong's face. JaeJoong gave a sound that mirrored the one that YunHo had made a moment before, and Siwon carefully got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought maybe he could make it to the door and escape, but found his way blocked by Yesung, his hair blond with noodles and something that dripped onto his shoulders. "If I couldn't escape," he said with a smile that Siwon did not like at all, "you can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But hyung...." he started, and sighed in resignation as Yesung dumped kimchi down the front of his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his quest to drown Yesung in enough coffee to kill him, Siwon managed to dump rice on Yoochun, add to the dish LeeTeuk and Kangin were carefully creating on a squirming (and laughing) SungMin, and smash a dessert pastry into HeeChul's hair. Henry and Zhou Mi had ganged up on Hangeng with KyuHyun and Ryeowook, and Siwon left them to it, laughing at the sputtered Mandarin in the group - none of which actually made a lot of sense. Well, he was a little distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he never got to drown Yesung, by the time they were told they had to stop, everyone had gotten thoroughly smeared, and they all were laughing too hard to properly throw anything any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took almost three hours to clean it all up - including the 20 pop stars - and Siwon was pretty sure he had caught camera flashes. He hadn't noticed in the actual fight, but then, he'd been a bit busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't be surprised at all to find that any pictures landed on the web. In fact, he'd really like some himself. Not for blackmail, like with KyuHyun or Kibum (or HeeChul), but for the memories. He couldn't remember them being so... carefree in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;079. "T O H O S H I N K I Make Me High" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Close to You&lt;br /&gt;052. ShinDong / Yoochun: Dairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who started it?" Yoochun asked, lounging against the wall next to ShinDong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong laughed, shaking his head and sending  mashed potatoes flying. One of the cordi-noonas squawked at him, and he offered an apologetic bow. "I think it was LeeTeuk-hyung," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed incredulously. "LeeTeuk-hyung?" he repeated. "How... why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "I think it had something to do with how obvious EunHyuk and DongHae were being about wanting to start one," he said. "And if he weren't umma, it wouldn't have been so surprising."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung came out of the shower, toweling his hair dry. "You know," he said, on his way past, "dairy was really good for my hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun just stared after him. "He's really weird," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He got yogurt smashed into his head," ShinDong said, looking far too pleased for it to have been anyone but him. "It looked good on him. Better than that stupid blond look he did for Neorago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun rolled his eyes. "You know," he said, stepping into the bathroom. "You are not one to talk about bad hair styles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned. "I can because I have had them," he said, and Yoochun grinned back at him before he stripped down and stepped under the hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;080. "We Out" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Close to You&lt;br /&gt;053. LeeTeuk / Kangin: sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't say it was too much sugar," Kangin protested softly as he waited with LeeTeuk outside the manager's office. "He'll never believe it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stress?" LeeTeuk asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin hesitated. "That might be a more believable reason," he offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pressure of the moment?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "That won't work any better than sugar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not help...." LeeTeuk drifted off, and they both looked at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door, they could hear laughter. LeeTeuk looked at Kangin. "Maybe we won't get into that much trouble?" he ventured, hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shrugged. "If he's laughing... maybe," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unless it has nothing to do with us," LeeTeuk said, and then fell silent as the door opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager tried. He really did, tried to keep a straight face, but the moment he saw the two of them, he burst into laughter, and gestured LeeTeuk into his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back out, stunned at the revelation. "He says they're going to release it with the next single," he told Kangin, who stared at him, and then laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 69-74</title>
    <published>2009-12-19T19:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-19T20:00:17Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
    <category term="fandom: misc kpop"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619494.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cast list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;069. “Be Your Man for Tonight” – Super Junior, Club No. 1&lt;br /&gt;125. LeeTeuk / Zhou Mi: Villain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He played the villain?" Zhou Mi repeated, still stunned at the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He did," LeeTeuk said, and nudged the Chinese man into a walk. The grey pavement under their feet was cracked and pitted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was he good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk grinned. "Yesung is very good at whatever he puts his mind to," he said. "Even if it's making a total fool of himself on Explorers of the Human Body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi laughed. "He was rather hilarious on that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk grinned. "Exactly. He learned a lot, and his voice is better, his control even better. Which is why he went to try it; to improve himself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "Is that why you all do these things? Like SungMin-hyung with his musical?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded. "Mostly. EunHyuk and I do Sakira because we really enjoy it, and I think that's why SungMin does his radio show, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "And you have the time to do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sukira, we can do on the road. And since they decided not to do the other subgroups while you were in China this year, we had time. It was actually really nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded again. "I can imagine," he said. It was something like the time he and Henry had when the main group were all together. It was, to some extent, a relief to know that the others had something else to do while five of them were with him and Henry in China. It was one less thing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;070. "Jam All Night Long" - Backstreet Boys, Hey Mr. DJ (Keep Playin' This Song)&lt;br /&gt;121. HeeChul / Hangeng: Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke alarm startled HeeChul awake, and he cursed as he struggled to get out of his bed. He wasn't entirely sure how he managed to get so tangled into his blankets. But he finally fought his way free and staggered to the door, opening it to find Hangeng trying to put his shoes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were asleep too?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul scowled. "I was. What is this evil thing?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The smoke alarm?" Hangeng asked, looking confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. Why is it going off?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng obviously hadn't woken up yet, and he just looked at HeeChul. "Because there's a fire in the building?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't heard once of an actual fire," HeeChul told him, pushing him out the door and to the staircase. "Just that stupid alarm going off. And if pictures of us standing out in the yard end up on a fan cafe somewhere, I'm going to get really upset."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng shrugged. "Why would it be any different than any other supposedly candid pictures?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'd be tempted to think that someone was doing this on purpose, just to get the pictures or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not awake yet, are you?" Hangeng asked, and HeeChul barked a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you weren't awake," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng grinned. "I'm not. Usually I can't understand even this much of what anyone's saying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, it made sense to HeeChul. Which meant he wasn't awake either, and he was still laughing about that when they got into the yard with the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;071. “Try Again Try Again so  I Wanna Know” – Yoochun, Runaway&lt;br /&gt;116. Yoochun / Zhou Mi: Devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because Junsu didn’t want to come alone,” Yoochun explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made no sense to him, but it apparently did to Zhou Mi, because he nodded. On the other hand, he might not have understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did he come to see EunHyuk-hyung?” Mi asked, and Yoochun blinked. Maybe he had understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. He’s been too busy to spend any time with Su, and he’s bored out of his mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded again. “I can understand that,” he said, and Yoochun thought maybe he could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The problem is that when he does this, he ends up getting under foot.” A yell from another area made him roll his eyes. “See? He got stepped on, and he’ll be here in a moment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Speak of the devil,” Mi murmured, and Yoochun burst into laughter as Junsu limped into sight, scowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you laughing at?” he demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just that you’re here, limping, right after I told Mi you get underfoot,” Yoochun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you try to get in the way?”Mi asked, and Junsu shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. Because they’re vicious in there,” he said, sat down on a speaker, and rubbed his foot. “It must be vastly different with 15 than it is with five.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who stepped on you this time?” Yoochun asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu scowled. “HeeChul-hyung,” he said. “Something about his pants.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi stared at him, then started laughing, and they got no more sense out of him after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;072. “Everybody Shake Your Body” – YunHo, Crazy Life&lt;br /&gt;193. Writer’s Choice: Demon&lt;br /&gt;DARE: Have someone ask a character to lie down on the floor so they can draw a chalk outline of them&lt;br /&gt;- Bonus points if they don't explain why.&lt;br /&gt;- Double bonus points if the character is your MC.&lt;br /&gt;- Triple bonus points if the people plan on killing this character later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You want me to what?” KyuJong asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng grinned at him. “Lay down so I can draw an outline of you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“On the floor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong looked like he wanted to run. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does it matter?” YoungSaeng asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong shrugged. “I guess not. Face up or face down?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Down. Definitely.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong gave him a curious look. “You’re sure?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng grinned at him again. “Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just… anywhere?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pretty much,” YoungSaeng said. “Well, in the front room, I think.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong looked around, then shrugged and lay down, face turned away from the older singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng beckoned to JungMin, and the younger man came in with the chalk. “Okay, you can’t move,” YoungSaeng said, and started to draw the outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a long time, and, as JungMin had suggested, by the time he finished – going around his face last – KyuJong had fallen asleep. YoungSaeng grinned and carefully, because he didn’t sleep as deeply as JungMin – but who did? – began to go through his pockets. It didn’t take long to come up with both KyuJong’s phone, and YoungSaeng’s; YoungSaeng pocketed his, and then examined KyuJong’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sure you want to do this?” JungMin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng took a deep breath. “I am,” he said. “Because this is getting ridiculous.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t take him long to change the ringtone – and lock it in with a password, so that KyuJong couldn’t change it back. Then he replaced the younger man’s phone, and went back into his room to call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong woke up to the most irritating sound, and upon investigation, found it was his phone. The call came from YoungSaeng, and he answered. “Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The next time you steal my phone,” YoungSaeng said, “and try to tell my friends I’m busy when I’m not, I will make your ring tone something worse than CarmellDanson.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuJong hung up, desperate to change his ringtone, but he couldn’t do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way had YoungSaeng come up with this alone, either, he thought as he stalked to his bed room. JungMin had to have given him the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wondered how to get back at a demon that hadn’t actually done anything to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;073. “Music She Saved My Life” – Anyband, TPL (Talk Play Love)&lt;br /&gt;114. Siwon / Henry: Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know about you, ge, but that’s my definition of hell,” Henry said, trying very hard not to throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shouldn’t feel this betrayed, and he knew it, but he did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Siwon asked, carefully taking the violin Henry was threatening to strangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Working my ass off, and getting booed for it.” He turned away. “I mean, it’s fine if I’m there with M, but not the whole group? I swear, it’s the same people!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon set the violin down in the case, loosely, because he didn’t know exactly how to put it away. “Henry, you can’t say that. You can’t even believe it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Siwon said firmly. “The people who come to the M shows are a different breed entirely. And to be honest, I thought it’d die down, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry sighed, and all the fight went out of him. He slumped down in the chair next to the violin case. “Can we go back to Japan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon lifted one eyebrow. “You want to learn yet another language? Their writing system is a bit… harder than ours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But no different than the Chinese,” Henry pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Which you’re also having problems learning,” Siwon retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’d be worth it to be to one of these things and not get chanted at,” Henry shot back. “I’ll learn it if I have to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked so disconsolate that Siwon sat next to him and hugged him. Instead of pulling away, as he had at the beginning of the group, Henry actually leaned into the hug and relaxed. “Don’t give up on us,” Siwon said softly. “We’re glad you’re here, all of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry took a breath and let it out in a sigh, and decided that if that were hell, heaven was supportive friends and a good hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;074. “You’re My Angel Whisper Softly” – Super Junior, Angela&lt;br /&gt;119. Siwon / Kibum: Karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope they all get what's coming to them," Siwon said in the silence of the bedroom he shared with Kibum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Kibum asked, confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Henry about broke his violin," Siwon told him. "Because of the show in Shanghai. I don't know what the deal is with you, but you're pulling away, too, and I know you read what people say about you. And then there's the thing with Kangin, and JaeBeom...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's in the elevator," Kibum interjected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But he shouldn't be," Siwon said. "He shouldn't have even thought he had to go back to Seattle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looked at him. "You're really upset."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't... do anything about this," Siwon said. "I hate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum chuckled softly. "Karma," he said softly. "Yes, I know you don't believe in it, exactly; neither do I. But the fact is, they will pay for it. You know this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "Yeah," he said. "Karma is a good way to look at it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum smiled. "Even if they don't recognize it, that's what it's from," he said. "Besides, who says you can't do anything about JaeBeom? Has anyone called Junsu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LeeTeuk said he was going to," Siwon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum smiled. "Oh, and he's not in the least bit distracted, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon smiled. "True."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you call and see if anything's been done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon hesitated only a moment, and then got out his phone and headed out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum watched him go, a wistful smile on his face. Times like this, he realized what he was going to miss when he finally left the group for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cast List</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T21:33:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-19T20:01:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I haven't done one of these in a while, mostly because I usually don't HAVE to. But.... there are a LOT of people in this fic... thing, and so I thought I'd do one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks VERY much to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangel2009' lj:user='skyangel2009' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://skyangel2009.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://skyangel2009.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangel2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for doing the table for the women and the members of One Day (2AM and 2PM), and to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_renichifreak' lj:user='renichifreak' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://renichifreak.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://renichifreak.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;renichifreak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for providing me with pictures (and names) of SS501. That left me with the people I actually knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that in mind, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note: Ages are as of today, and in American terms; as a general rule, add one year for the Korean ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="2"&gt;
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    &lt;td&gt;LeeTeuk&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeLT.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeLT.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;HeeChul&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeHChul.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeHChul.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Hangeng&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/005khwc3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/005khwc3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Yesung&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/Yesung/CrazyLifeYS.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/Yesung/CrazyLifeYS.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Kangin&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/xncc8w.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/xncc8w.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;ShinDong&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeSDong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeSDong.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SungMin&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/SungMin/CrazyLifeSMin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/SungMin/CrazyLifeSMin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;JaeJoong&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DBSK&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/miroticc06.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/miroticc06.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;YunHo&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DBSK&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/CrazyLiveYHo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/CrazyLiveYHo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;EunHyuk&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/2rrqs77.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/2rrqs77.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Zhou Mi&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior M&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeMi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeMi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Yoochun&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DBSK&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/YooChun/Yoochun04.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/YooChun/Yoochun04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DongHae&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeDHae.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeDHae.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Junsu&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DBSK&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/Junsu/14ufhop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/Junsu/14ufhop.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Siwon&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeSiwon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeSiwon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Ryeowook&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeRWook.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeRWook.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Kibum&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/video18flv000067200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/video18flv000067200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;KyuHyun&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/7f37efed617cef6179f05577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/7f37efed617cef6179f05577.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;ChangMin&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;DBSK&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/ChangMin/CrazyLifeCMin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/DBSK/ChangMin/CrazyLifeCMin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Henry&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Super Junior M&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeHenry.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Super%20Junior/CrazyLifeHenry.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Group&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Picture&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Kim HyunJoong&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SS501&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/000wt49c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/000wt49c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Heo YoungSaeng&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SS501&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/0002p3fh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/0002p3fh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Kim KyuJong&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SS501&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/92be42ae86a9ed7cac1145f3848eb49d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/92be42ae86a9ed7cac1145f3848eb49d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Park JungMin&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SS501&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/e00041984ae05eabe1b6b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/e00041984ae05eabe1b6b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Kim HyungJoon&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;SS501&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/1246724718_37.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/SS501/1246724718_37.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Group&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Picture&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Boa&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;solo artist&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/img07l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_img07l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;JeA&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Brown Eyed Girls (BEG)&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/thestarpic02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_thestarpic02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;KARA&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/biwlkj.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_biwlkj.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;CL&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2NE1&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/img3zj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_img3zj.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Group&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Picture&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Changmin&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 AM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/2b1lqd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_2b1lqd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;JaeBeom&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/jaebeom2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_jaebeom2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Junsu&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/junsu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_junsu.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Nichkhun&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/nickhyun.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_nickhyun.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Taecyeon&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/taecyeon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_taecyeon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Wooyoung&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/wooyoung.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_wooyoung.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Junho&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/junho.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_junho.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;Chansung&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;2 PM&lt;/td&gt;
    &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/chansung_4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb68/NiennaAngel/For%20Jill/th_chansung_4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:andersenmom:619136</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/619136.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=619136"/>
    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 63-68</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T19:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-19T19:51:02Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
    <category term="fandom: misc kpop"/>
    <category term="fandom: super junior"/>
    <category term="fic: crazy life - yunho"/>
    <category term="fandom: dbsk"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;063. “Going Out of My Mind” – Big Bang, Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;112. Yesung / YunHo: Utopia&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have a cellphone go off unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;BP: It's during an intense scene.&lt;br /&gt;DBP: Everyone literally freezes as the person takes the call.&lt;br /&gt;TBP: After they hang up, they continue.&lt;br /&gt;QBP: If an extremely ironic/embarrassing ring tone plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not some kind of Utopia, but we knew that going into this,” Yesung argued, punching in the phone number for JaeJoong and sending him a text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, but did they have to mess it up like that?” YunHo demanded. “It’s not like we didn’t have enough problems.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How many of those happened because of what they’re fighting over?” Yesung asked, relaxing a little. At least he wouldn’t be on his own for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo took a deep breath. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “But… why now? I mean, why didn’t they wait until we were all decided on it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phone rang in the booth behind them. “Hello?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, they both knew that voice. “HeeChul?” YunHo asked softly, and Yesung blinked at him, as surprised as he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. Yes, they are, but no. No blows.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung rolled his eyes. Of all things… But he didn’t move, other than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo hadn’t moved either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I will. Okay. Later.” He hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Were you going to decide on it?” Yesung asked. “I mean, it seemed like they’d talked about it, and you were… not in agreement.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No one said anything to me, or to Changmin,” YunHo told him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were both busy,” Yesung reminded him, and YunHo sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, but never too busy for them, for something like that,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And if they wanted to protect you from it?” Yesung asked, but he knew he was stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo knew it, too. “Oh, come on.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know,” he said. “ Have you asked them?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo shook his head. “No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know how to bring it up,” YunHo said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung lifted one eyebrow. “Maybe that’s why they didn’t talk to you about it,” he said. “So go talk to them now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo laughed. “Okay. I will.” He scowled. “However, first I’m going to have words with the spy in the booth behind you, and then the one who sent him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung grinned and got to his feet. “I’ll leave you to that, then,” he said, and gratefully escaped before the fur really flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;064. “Oh, I be crazy” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, DEAD END – STY Gin n’ Tonic Mix&lt;br /&gt;113. Yesung / KyuHyun: Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Include Friday 13th (as it was written on said day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung sank down further in the water with a soft moan as his muscles relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to him, KyuHyun did the same, if without the moan. “This is heaven,” the magnae opined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is the only kind of hot water I ever want to be in,” Yesung said. “Ever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As opposed to?” KyuHyun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, the mess JaeJoong got himself in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun didn’t say anything, and Yesung felt himself relax again – just bringing up the topic made him tense. He’d picked the right person to join him, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you know today was Friday the 13th?” KyuHyun asked, sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are a lot of those,” Yesung murmured, only half aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. But apparently, Henry says it’s a day of bad luck.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not right now, it’s not,” Yesung said. “It’s very very lucky.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe it only works there. I mean… we have no superstitions with 13. Which, I guess, is good, since there are 13 of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung barely heard him, but he did notice when KyuHyun hauled him out of the water. “You’re going to drown if you go to sleep, and that would only prove Henry right,” he said, amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung scowled at him, but climbed out, wrapped a towel around his waist, and went to lay down on the lounge chair. In moments, he was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;065. “I’m Getting Sick of Hearing My Own Voice” –  Phrased Differently,  Brick Wall&lt;br /&gt;115. JaeJoong / Yoochun: Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, oppa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both JaeJoong and Yoochun turned and smiled as one. “Boa,” JaeJoong said. “How are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m good. Can you two help me out?” she asked with her most winning smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We can try,” Yoochun said. “What do you need?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Angel’s wings.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong looked at her in surprise. “Wouldn’t it be better to talk to LeeTeuk hyung about that?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Or even SungMin hyung,” Yoochun suggested. “He wore them for the Pajama Party video.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought a moment. “You don’t have anything?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shook his head. “No. nothing like that,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong furrowed his brow. “Does is specify what size?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do they have to be separate from the angel?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA pulled out the paper and examined it. “it doesn’t say, so I would guess it’d be okay if they’re still attached,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I might have something,” JaeJoong said. “I don’t wear it any more anyway.” He led the way to the elevator, and pressed the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You look like you’d rather not get on here,” Yoochun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“JaeBeom is… creepy,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they could change their minds, the elevator opened, and JaeBeom smiled. “Hey," he said. "Your floor?" he asked Yoochun and JaeJoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously," BoA said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hesitated, but he looked so hopeful, they stepped on after all. "You need to get back to your own home," Yoochun said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled. "I do. What are you looking for today, BoA puin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA smiled. "Angel wings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom nodded. "Good luck," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator opened, and JaeJoong stayed a bit behind the others. "If you decide to show up in Japan while we're there," he said, feeling a bit odd, "I won't mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom gave him a brilliant smile. "Thanks, hyung," he said, and JaeJoong stepped off the elevator. He found the tiny angel that had been in his belly button piercing and gave it to BoA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks!" she said, and he closed the door behind her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look better," Yoochun said. "What did you say to JaeBeom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shrugged. "Nothing important," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;066. "Just in Case There's Just One Left" - Nickelback, Far Away&lt;br /&gt;120. Zhou Mi / ChangMin: Good&lt;br /&gt;Dare: one of your characters is smoking&lt;br /&gt;BP: s/he doesn't do cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;DBP: s/he's not on fire&lt;br /&gt;TBP: it's important to the plot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin caught sight of Zhou Mi just before he headed in for the night, and blinked. Then again. "Um," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi turned to look at him. "Ah, hello, ChangMin-ah! How are you today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm... good. You?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful," Mi said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin blinked. but the smoke wafting up from the Chinese man's shoulders didn't vanish. "You're smoking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi stared at him. "I'm what?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mean... it's like you're on fire, but you're not burning, but there's smoke coming from you," ChangMin stammered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi looked at him, obviously not understanding. "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin took a deep breath. "Look at your shoulder," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi blinked at him, then looked at his own shoulder when ChangMin patted his shoulder, and then pointed at him. "Oh," Mi said, looking surprised. "I haven't done that in a long time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin stared. "You've done it before?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nodded. "A few times. Usually when I'm outside, though, thankfully. The first time, I set a smoke alarm off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin just stared at him. "How... long does it last?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi shrugged. "I'll probably stop as soon as I go inside," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Probably?" ChangMin repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've never gone inside before it stops," Mi admitted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin nodded, wondering when his sanity had taken a leave of absence. "I'm going in," he said finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi bowed. "Have a good night," he said, and turned back to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin ran down the stairs. Junsu might have a skeleton in the closet, but at least he didn't try to imitate the Human Torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;067. "Help Me Unravel My Latest Mistake" - Anna Nalick, Breathe (2AM)&lt;br /&gt;126. HeeChul / Ryeowook: Hero&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have a character throw a book at another character's head.&lt;br /&gt;BP: It draws blood&lt;br /&gt;DBP: If it's paperback&lt;br /&gt;TBP: If it's a medical dictionary&lt;br /&gt;QBP: If it then falls open to the head wounds section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul stared at the page he'd just read, and went back to reread the last paragraph, not really believing he'd actually read that. Then, with an oath, he tossed the paperback book away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung!" Ryeowook protested, and HeeChul winced at the sight of the Eternal Magnae. He had both hands over his nose, and blood began to drip from between his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uproar that followed, getting Ryeowook to a medic, or the medic to him, getting the blood to stop, allowed HeeChul to quietly retrieve his book and retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the uproar had subsided, he slipped over to where Ryeowook waited, shirtless, as the wardrobe noona tried to get the blood stain out of his shirt. "Sorry about that, Ryeowook-ah," he said. "I didn't actually aim at you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook smiled at him, if a bit painfully, and HeeChul cringed again. "It's okay. What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul let out his breath in a gusty sigh and rolled his eyes. "The hero made the stupidest mistake in the world," he said. "Well, no, it's one of a long line of idiotic mistakes, and I just... got tired of it. I really didn't mean to hit you with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook chuckled. "I didn't think you had. I haven't done anything to you recently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul scowled at him. "You didn't take my pants?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook laughed. "No," he said, accepting the shirt back from the wardrobe noona, and pulling it on. "I didn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know who did?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook shook his head. "No, I don't, hyung. I'm sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul shrugged. "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;068. "A to the R A S H I" - Arashi, Eyes with Delight&lt;br /&gt;117. EunHyuk / YooChun: Purgatory&lt;br /&gt;Dare: write in as many colors as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YooChun opened his eyes to a very bright green, and groaned. "What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk pulled the blanket off his head. "You fainted," he said, pointing to the red bedspread. "We decided to hide you so no one else knew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YooChun gave him a curious look. "Who's we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk went to the closet and opened it; behind the myriad colors of Junsu's clothes, he saw the white of the skeleton that YunHo had said was in Junsu's closet. "Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun sat up, looking around at the walls, and wondered when Junsu had painted them orange. "Does he have a name, and why are you in here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He does, but he doesn't tell anyone," EunHyuk said. "I'm here because you fainted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not exactly helpful," YooChun said, and scooted off the blue bed spread (wait, hadn't it been red before? And come to think of it, didn't Junsu prefer white?), standing up unsteadily. "Where was I when I fainted, and where were you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here," EunHyuk said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this wasn't pergatory, it was something very like it. "Did you cause me to faint?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk looked at the skeleton. "I told you he'd figure it out," he said, sounding resigned. "But, no, you had to try it any way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was quite enough. YooChun pushed EunHyuk out of the way and opened the brown door to a green field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woke up, staring up at the cream colored ceiling of his own bedroom, hearing JaeJoong mumble in his sleep, and he sighed in relief. He pulled his purple blanket up under his chin, turned onto his side, and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before he did, though, he heard a voice he didn't know. "You did, but it's okay. He's mine anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he dropped into sleep, and saw only blackness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 54-62</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T21:42:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T21:51:48Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;054. “It’s the Simple Things that Can’t be Replaced” – Wayne Brady, Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;136. EunHyuk / Kibum: Beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk looked up, brow furrowed. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re saying it wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk blinked at Kibum. “I’m what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saying it wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wrote it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum blinked at him. “You what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk had to stifle his smile. “These are mine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum scowled, and EunHyuk fought to make his face as straight as possible. “Why didn’t I know that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you weren’t here at the beginning,” DongHae said with a grin. “See?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointed to the top of the page; both EunHyuk and Kibum leaned over to look, and EunHyuk let out a soft grunt. “Huh. You’re right. I wrote it down wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looked at him, eyes narrowed. “You wrote it down wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk had already found a pen; he closed his eyes and muttered under his breath, words coming rhythmically until he reached the part Kibum had complained about. Then he opened his eyes and quickly made the corrections. Kibum read them over, then nodded. "That actually makes more sense. Next time, don't mess up like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk just laughed. "Try it again?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;055. "2006, I'm Rain" - CSJH The Grace feat. Rain, The Club&lt;br /&gt;001. Kangin / Zhou Mi: Birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand what they want here," Zhou Mi said, standing in the doorway to Kangin's room. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I have to get this done, and the characters don't make sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin looked up from his book, and smiled. "You aren't bothering me," he said. "Come on in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that he had nothing to do right now; being on enforced hiatus meant he was bored. A lot. Besides, he didn't know Zhou Mi very well. "What is it you're doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi stepped further in, less nervous, and sat next to Kangin on the bed. "This," he pointed out. "What does that mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin rolled his eyes. "Government stuff is always unintelligible," he said. "They want your date of birth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Mi looked at him. "Why didn't they just say so?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because that would be easy?" Kangin teased. "I don't know. I guess they think that people who aren't native should have it more difficult." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They certainly hadn't made it easy for Hangeng, no question there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Mi filled in the spaces, and got up. "Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you sit at the desk there?" Kangin suggested. "That way, if you have more questions, you can just ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile really was like a sun rise, Kangin decided, nearly bowled over by it. "Thank you," Zhou Mi said, and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had never occurred to Kangin that Zhou Mi might be lonely - as lonely as he himself was, with everyone else off doing their thing. Maybe, with luck, he could get a new friend, and they'd both benefit from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;056. "Baby, Tonight is on Me" - CSJH The Grace, Tonight is on Me&lt;br /&gt;002. Junsu / Ryeowook: Childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park was three blocks away. Ryeowook went in disguise - as much as he could - with a mask, sunglasses, and a hoodie - walking slowly and with his head up. He'd learned that many people didn't look at him twice if he didn't try to keep his head down or hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people didn't know about his tendency to go and hide in plain sight, which worked fine for him. And if no one ever found out, he'd be able to keep doing it as long as they had fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sped up as the park came in sight, and started to smile. Just reaching it made his shoulders relax, and he sat down on the closest bench to watch the soccer game someone had set up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks like fun," a familiar voice said, and Ryeowook looked up, twisting around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Junsu hyung," Ryeowook said, softly. "Join me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu moved around the bench and sat down. "I like watching these kind of games."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reminds me of my childhood. I like the game because we had so much fun with it when we were younger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We?" Ryeowook asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hyung and I. My twin." Junsu leaned back. "I wish I could join them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu shook his head. "If JaeJoong-hyung found out, I'd be in so much trouble," he said with a grin. "Especially since I had to sit out the last bit of the tour last year for a twisted ankle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook nodded. "That makes sense," he said, and they watched in silence for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you come here a lot?" Junsu asked after the game had ended and the kids had dispersed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As often as I can," Ryeowook said. "I like it here. It's very peaceful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," Junsu agreed. "It is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;057. "Utaru kara" - Arashi, Sakura Sake&lt;br /&gt;003. LeeTeuk / Yoochun: Adolescence&lt;br /&gt;Have a smoke alarm go off at an inconvient time&lt;br /&gt;BP if this happens more than once&lt;br /&gt;DBP if it's always the same alarm and no one ever bothers to find out why it randomly goes off.&lt;br /&gt;TBP if there is a fire and the alarm does not go off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wail of the alarm startled Yoochun so much that he broke his pencil. He got up and headed for the door, put his shoes on, and went down the stairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahead of him, he could see LeeTeuk, and he sped up to catch up with him. "Hey, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled at him. "Hey, Yoochun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know what this is about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed. "If they weren't out of the dorm, I'd have said it was our resident adolescents. But they are out, so... I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun lifted one eyebrow. "Resident adolescents?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DongHae, EunHyuk, and Kibum," LeeTeuk clarified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not KyuHyun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed. "This isn't really his style. He's more subtle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached the bottom of the stairs and burst out into the lobby to find it full of fire fighters which directed them to the yard behind the building. They exchanged glances and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know," LeeTeuk said quietly to Yoochun as they walked over to join the knot of pop stars in the back of the yard, "I find out one of mine did this, I might kill him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think you'll find out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Depends on who," LeeTeuk said. "But usually I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me know. I might help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. "Deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;058. "Nan Breaking My Rules Again" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Mirotic&lt;br /&gt;004. YunHo / DongHae: Young Adult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has he found them yet?" YunHo asked, and DongHae grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No chance. There are so many young adults around the industry that he's almost guaranteed to never find them. Although I hear he did some damage to SS501's JungMin, he didn't touch Kara's Nicole...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's a girl. He wouldn't dare," YunHo interjected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly. So people are being careful. And there's a lot of time between spottings, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo laughed. "I think Siwon had JaeJoong convinced that he was wearing them, once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned. "Really? When?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While you guys were on vacation - while you were bouncing around the world," YunHo added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae nodded. "That would have been something to see," he said. "But I probably wouldn't have been able to keep from laughing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo leaned back and grinned at him. "You realize he's going to get you back for this, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae affected an innocent look. "Me? I didn't do any of this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Except plan it, and direct it...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I have never touched his pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That isn't going to save you," YunHo said with a grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. "It'll be fun, though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;059. "Think for yourself and feel the walls become sand beneath your feet" - Queensryche, Anybody Listening&lt;br /&gt;137. Yesung / EunHyuk: Middle&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have a random character walk into the scene staring at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;BP if other characters follow suit and stare at the sky, too&lt;br /&gt;DBP if there's nothing in the sky, but everybody sees something&lt;br /&gt;TBP if all characters, without discussing it first, all see the same thing&lt;br /&gt;QBP if they see Underdog (not bird nor plane nor even frog...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did you get in the middle of that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't think it would be that big a deal," EunHyuk said, keeping his head down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung glanced around. "They seem to be gone. But really, you should know better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, and just let them talk like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung laughed. "You won't change their minds, EunHyukkie. They're determined to be right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shh!" EunHyuk hissed. "They know you're with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung gave him a bland look, "And why would antis know what my laugh is like?" he asked, and hauled EunHyuk off the street and into a park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk snorted. "They're scary, that's how," he protested, and followed Yesung into the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung couldn't deny that. "Still," he said. "I don't know what got you into that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk started to answer, but didn't even manage the first word when Jang WooYoung of 2PM walked across the path in front of them, and onto the grass. He stopped after a few paces, and looked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung looked at EunHyuk, who looked back, then they walked over to stand next to him, and looked up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung didn't see anything. At first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, hyung," WooYoung said, still looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey," EunHyuk said, doing the same. "Have you seen JaeBeom lately?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm? No, not really. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's in our elevator," EunHyuk told him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've never seen him," Yesung said. "Maybe he doesn't like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk hit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your elevator?" WooYoung asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that an anvil?" Yesung asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is he in your elevator?" WooYoung asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He won't answer when we ask," EunHyuk said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm pretty sure it's getting closer, too," Yesung added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He won't... that actually sounds like JaeBeom," WooYoung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe he's rubbing off on Junsu, because he's acting weird," EunHyuk mused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think... do you guys see that?" Yesung demanded, and pointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," WooYoung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," EunHyuk said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe we should get out of the way," Yesung snapped and shoved them out from under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all stared at the anvil that thudded into the ground near them. "Hm," WooYoung said. "I'll tell Junsu-hyung about JaeBeom, and see what he wants to do about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He said he came to see you at Valentine's Day," Yesung said, looking with some difficulty from the anvil half buried in the ground. "Did you see him then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TaecYeon said he did, but I didn't," WooYoung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's probably why he's still there," EunHyuk said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Possibly. But why is he in your elevator?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung snorted. "It was more comfortable than the one in Shanghai?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooYoung opened his mouth, then closed it and shook his head. "I won't ask. Thanks for the information, though. I'll pass it along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched him walk away, and then Yesung looked at EunHyuk. "Let's get back before something else happens," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," EunHyuk said, and they headed out of the park at a fast walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;060. "I'm the One You're Looking For" - Peter Hyun, Showman&lt;br /&gt;005. DongHae / ChangMin: Middle Age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin dropped his fork when the alarm went off, and he headed for his shoes in the hallway. When he reached the stairs, he opened the door and nearly knocked DongHae off his feet. "Ah, sorry, hyung," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry," DongHae said, and ChangMin joined him in walking down the stairs. "How are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not bad. This thing interrupted lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. "Yeah, I was making mine," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think they'll get JaeBoem out of the elevator?" ChangMin asked as the middle aged fire fighter ushered them out of the lobby and into the back yard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae looked around. "I don't see him," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think he was even there when the alarm went off?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae snickered as he came to a stop next to EunHyuk. "I don't know," he said. "It'd be interesting to know how he even got there. The doorman says he's never seen him go in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JaeBeom?" EunHyuk asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," ChangMin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did Teukie-hyung ever talk to Junsu?" Donghae asked, and EunHyuk shrugged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shook his head and went to talk to Yoochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;061. “Maybe I’ll Wake Up for Once” – Evanescence, Going Under&lt;br /&gt;007. LeeTeuk / Henry: Death&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Use as many colors as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“These are going to be the death of me,” Henry muttered, struggling with the catch on his pants – red, this time. Usually they were black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?” LeeTeuk asked, turning to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry swallowed, still uncomfortable around him. “Um. I can’t… they don’t work normally.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk regarded him seriously, and then shrugged, reached over, and casually undid them for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry turned pink, and only managed not to back away only because  he was afraid the band umma would take it wrong. “Um. Thanks, hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he got the right word, or so he guessed, since no one looked at him weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it possible he was actually getting this right? He glanced around, shimmied out of the pants, and pulled on his own grey sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except they weren’t his, and he got back out of them, confused. “Um… hyung. Are these yours?” he asked, and LeeTeuk smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wondered where they’d gone,” he said, and handed almost identical (if larger in the waist and shorter in the leg) grey sweats. “Sorry about that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry was very careful about his shirt – green, but no one else had worn green – and bag – blue, no one else had one with “Toronto” splashed across it – but they were his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he did understand HeeChul’s tendency to wear lurid red or paisley, and SungMin’s love for pink. Certainly no one would mistake SungMin’s clothes for anyone else’s. Or HeeChul’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The pants are easy,” LeeTeuk said, speaking a bit slower than he might usually, and surprising Henry. “You have to remember to undo them with your left hand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry flushed. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because they don’t want us taking off with them. Which has happened, and will happen as long as HeeChul and ShinDong are in this group, no matter how difficult they make them.” He grinned and threw an arm around Henry’s shoulder. “Hungry?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Starving,” Henry said, and walked out with him, following ShinDong in bright purple socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;062. “V.I.P. Cause You Know I Gotta Shine” – Fergie, London Bridge&lt;br /&gt;138. Kangin / Henry: Ends&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Put in an object that doesn't fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m done,” Kangin said, and leaned back with a satisfied look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry looked up, startled, chopsticks halfway to his mouth. “Done?” he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin nodded. “I’ve had enough.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry stuffed the noodles in his mouth, slurping the ends through his lips. “You haven’t eaten much, hyung,” he said, greatly daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shrugged. “I’ve been trying to cut back a little,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry nodded, not really understanding, but he’d reached the end of his food, too, and he set his chopsticks down. “Thanks for dinner, hyung,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin grinned at him. “You’re welcome, Henry. It looked like you enjoyed it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I did.” He glanced around at the décor, and furrowed his brow. “Why is there a German flag on the wall?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin looked at it, then back at Henry. “I don’t know,” he said, amused. “Ready to go?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” Henry said, and got to his feet as Kangin did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced back at the flag in confusion before they left, but he never did figure out its meaning or significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How was dinner?” Geng asked in Mandarin when they got back, and Henry collapsed on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good, Ge,” he said. “I… am glad that people don’t talk over food here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng sat down, smiling in confusion. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have no idea what I would have said to him,” Henry admitted. “He’s… very big. And very… scary.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng laughed, which did not make Henry feel any better. “He’s just like… everyone else,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry gave him an incredulous look. “Oh, right. He’s the appa, and they still aren’t sure I should be here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng smacked him in the shoulder. “He wouldn’t have taken you to dinner if he wasn’t sure,” he said. “He did that for all of us. And I hear he’s taking Mi tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry brightened. “Is he? You’re sure?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng grinned. “I’m sure. You should get some sleep. We have practice in the morning. Early.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry lifted one eyebrow. “Your early or my early?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng laughed. “Your early. You could have heard Ryeowook and KyuHyun groaning about it for an hour, if you’d been here. So, you’ll have to get in your early morning practice some other time of the day. Don’t get up earlier, Henry,” he added, growing serious. “You need your sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry sighed, too tired to protest. “Okay,” he said instead, and spent a few moments before bed checking his schedule for a time to get in his violin practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Heee!</title>
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    <content type="html">I got this from my uncle. This is so FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glenn.tapley.us/MC.swf" target="_blank"&gt; Merry Christmas!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to click on the reindeer, too, or you'll miss half the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids made me click them on and off for about 30 minutes last night....</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 44-53</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;044. “Don’t Want Your Hand This Time, I’ll Save Myself” – Evanscence, Going Under&lt;br /&gt;015. EunHyuk / DongHae: Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t get it,” EunHyuk said, and relaxed in the sand. “Aren’t you feeling icky?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nope. Public baths,” DongHae said. “And a little shopping. Kibum’s actually really good at it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk squinted into the sun, watching as KyuHyun and Ryeowook managed to get Yesung (finally) into the water. “I still don’t get how this works.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. We’re just very careful about going in places. Luckily, the weather’s been good,” DongHae added. “We haven’t had to find a hotel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk closed his eyes, Ryeowook and KyuHyun's yells from Yesung’s revenge carrying across the sand but muted. “I guess that’s… good? Do you like to camp?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae said nothing for a while. “I don’t know. I never really tried.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk laughed. “You’re doing it now, Hae.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not really! Not how Kibum defines it, I mean. He says we have to have a tent, and sleeping bags, and….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hae. You’re sleeping outside, away from home. It sounds like camping to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk opened his eyes again, and scowled at the three standing over him and dripping on him. “I’ve got to go,” he said, not exactly liking the look Yesung gave him, and he got to his feet. “Call me later?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. Have a good day!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk hung up and ran, dropping his phone on a blanket on the way by. Unfortunately, he hadn’t noticed Kangin or LeeTeuk laying in wait for him, and got ambushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday at the beach house ended with a massive water fight that not even HeeChul escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;045. “Don’t Believe All You See” – Super Junior, L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;099. Yoochun / KyuHyun: America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s where?” Yoochun demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“America. Cleveland,” KyuHyun clarified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shivered. “That’s not the best place for a couple of Korean kids to be,” he opined. “But at least Kibum can speak the language.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong with Cleveland?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I meant America,” Yoochun explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh,” KyuHyun said, and fell silent. Then, “We keep wondering when they’ll come back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What if they don’t?” Yoochun said, and then could have kicked himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well… we’ll hope they can get their lives in some sort of order. It’d be okay if it were just Kibum,” KyuHyun said, his voice suddenly dropping. “We’re half convinced he’s done with us, anyway. But DongHae is still very much ours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun had to wonder who was around, to make KyuHyun watch his words. He didn’t ask. “Ignore me, Hyun-ah,” he said. “It was a thoughtless question. You’ll get them back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just wish I knew when,” KyuHyun said, sounding more like a child than a 22 year old pop star. Yoochun wanted to give him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’ll happen,” he said. “Tell me how your vacation is going now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He listened as KyuHyun’s voice became more animated, his words quick and cheerful and tone becoming snarky again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really had called just to see how the DongHae problem had worked itself out, so he could pass on the information to YunHo. But he didn’t mind listening to KyuHyun talk, and he wrote down some of the things they did, so he could remember them for the next time he went on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;046. “My Heart so I Know You Want Me” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, Miss You&lt;br /&gt;016. Zhou Mi / Siwon: Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Zhou Mi and Henry arrived, and stared at the chaos on the beach. “I think they’ve lost their minds,” Henry murmured in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They had minds?” Mi murmured back, and Henry burst into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It caught Siwon’s attention, and he jogged over to them. “Hey,” he said casually. “Put your bags on the porch and come on. It’s lovely.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry did, ditching his shoes and socks, rolling up his pants, and running out to where the others ran around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi looked at Siwon with some incredulity. “What are you doing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Keeping our minds off Kibum and DongHae,” Siwon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi stared at him. “Keeping your minds off… why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because they’re in Taiwan,” Siwon told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi tilted his head to the side. “Really? I thought we were all supposed to be on vacation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon rolled his eyes. “We are. DongHae is… able to go through doors to other places, and he took Kibum with him. They’re off jaunting around to different places, and we’re here hoping they get back here before too long, and that whatever is affecting DongHae ends. Soon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know,” Mi said, switching to Mandarin, “he said you were an odd bunch, but I don’t think he knew about all this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon snorted a laugh. “WE didn’t know about all this. And if he did, and didn’t tell us? I think HeeChul would kill him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Speaking of HeeChul,” Mi said, taking off his shoes and socks, “did he ever find his pants?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon rolled his eyes. “No. Well, last we heard, Nicole from Kara had them. On. But he never did find out what happen to them after that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi shook his head. “No, she wouldn’t have told him. Or even told him how she got them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon grinned, showing off his dimples. “No. She didn’t. Which really frustrated him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey!” HeeChul yelled, making them both start. “No keeping Seasoning to yourself, Siwon!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi grinned wryly at him, finished rolling his pants up, and followed Siwon onto the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;047. “Kiritotta merodii kurikaeshita wasurenai you ni” – Arashi, Kotoba Yori Taisetsu Na Mono&lt;br /&gt;101. Kibum / ChangMin: Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I mean, if we had to go to America, why couldn’t we go to LA or somewhere I knew?” Kibum complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are you now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Toronto. Canada. At least Henry got us to his house, and his parents were nice enough to let DongHae go in and out their windows. So we have some control, not to mention a chance for a shower, home cooked meal, and real beds to sleep in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin winced. “They have a window in their bathroom?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Kibum played with the hem of his shirt. “I like DongHae. But I’m about to go nuts. He never slows down!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. “Sounds like Junsu-hyung. It’s like they don’t know the meaning of slow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Exactly.” Kibum took a deep breath. “I’m going to stop whining now, though. Because we have seen a lot, and it’s been fun. And I can think of a few people this would have been unbearable with. Between the two of us, we can understand everyone, so far, and it’s been an adventure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t like adventures,” ChangMin said flatly. “No, that’s not it. You don’t like surprises. And this sounds like one big long surprise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s… different,” Kibum said. “But at least I have a good friend with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin smiled and leaned back on his bed. “You have no way to control it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not that we can tell. But I think, if I ever get home, I probably will never question DongHae again. Or, at least, I won’t ask for proof.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. “You asked for proof?” he asked, when he could talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate to say it….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You do NOT!” Kibum interrupted, and ChangMin laughed. Because he was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… but you deserve everything you get, hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed again when Kibum hung up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;048. “Hajiman geunyuhegedo danhangaji danjuhm - naboda mothan yorisomsshi” – Super Junior H, Cooking? Cooking!&lt;br /&gt;095. Junsu / Kibum: Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Japan?” Junsu repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Please tell me you guys are here,” Kibum said. “Or, at least, you can direct us somewhere so that we don’t have to go through a door.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence stretched far too long. “We aren’t, sorry, Kibummie,” Junsu said, “and I can’t think of a single place we stay that has a window that’s reachable from the ground.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighed. “Thanks anyway, hyung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hung up and shrugged at DongHae, who looked not so tired, after a good night’s sleep at Henry’s parents. Kibum wanted his own bed. In Korea. “No luck,” he reported, and DongHae smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll figure it out,” he said, and took Kibum’s hand. “There’s a ramen stand. Do you think we can make ourselves understood if we ask him for dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shrugged and grinned. “We’ll find out when we ask, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’d never been so glad of the Asian practice of having open air places to eat. Sure, America did, but not like this. On the other hand, there were more places with windows there….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave up trying to think and just concentrated on eating. It was not exactly what he ordered, but it was close enough, and it took the edge off his hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, where to now?” DongHae asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looked at him. “Have you tried deciding where you want to go?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. “I thought about it. But I like surprises.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum rolled his eyes. “Well, somewhere to sleep would be nice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;049. "Baby One More Time" - SS501, Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;017. JaeJoong / Siwon: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon stared in some surprise at JaeJoong. "What are you doing here, hyung?" he asked. Saturday had just dawned, and it sounded like most everyone had (finally) decided to sleep in. On their last day. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Curious," JaeJoong said. "I kept hearing about what you were doing here, and I wanted to see how it...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon lifted an eyebrow. "I think maybe letting HeeChul see you would be a bad idea," he said. &lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing in his pants?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong stared at him. "I'm what?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those are HeeChul's," Siwon repeated. "The pants. He's been on a rampage about them. Someone took them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong blinked at him, then began to back away, slowly. "I think maybe you shouldn't tell him I was here. And I think I might kill ChangMin," he added, and he got in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon watched him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You just lied to him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon turned to LeeTeuk. "I what?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You lied to him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," he said, "I didn't. Those are HeeCHul's pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But not the pants he's looking for," LeeTeuk said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe," Siwon said, and turned to him. "Did you want to have him around at this time? We're all going insane, and having one more person isn't going to get any kind of break."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shrugged. "You have a point. But still, Siwon. You lied."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon smiled. "Yes," he said quietly, "I did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, thank you. I appreciote it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're welcome," Siwon said, and padded back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. Why did he even try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;050. "I Need You, You Need Me" - SS501, Love Like This&lt;br /&gt;100. Junsu / ChangMin: France&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Include the following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Character A: Wha....how'd you get here?&lt;br /&gt;Character B:*shrug* The stairs.&lt;br /&gt;BP: if Character A and any others with them took the fastest way there&lt;br /&gt;DBP: if Character B gets there first&lt;br /&gt;TBP: if this is a recurring theme&lt;br /&gt;QBP: if nobody thinks of this as odd&lt;br /&gt;10+BP and a cookie: if you get this reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin stared at Junsu until the dancer nudged him to get out of the van. "France?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what EunHyuk-hyung said," Junsu said as they dashed into the building, narrowly avoiding the grasping hands of fans. "I don't know if they have any proof...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed. "Proof is how Kibum got into this mess," he said. "He told DongHae to prove that it really happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu stepped into the elevator. "Doesn't he realize how dangerous that is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure he does now," JaeBeom said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu and ChangMin stared at him. "Wha... How did you get here?" ChangMin stuttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom shrugged and smiled as he touched the button to the floor they needed. "The stairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both stared at him. "The...." ChangMin started, then gave up. "How long has this hopping around been going on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since Sunday," Junsu said. "DongHae loves it, but...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Kibum's getting worn down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It'll either make him stay, or get him away from them faster," Junsu opined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It'll stop when their vacation is over, and everyone gets away from that beach house," JaeBeom said as the door opened. "Have a good day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu stepped off. "How do you know that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom beamed. "It happened to ChanSung last year," he said as the door closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin looked at Junsu, who looked back at him. "Is it just me, or is that creepy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu nodded. "It's really creepy. How did we not hear of this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Probably the same way the only reason we have is because we are pretty close friends with Super Junior," ChangMin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu sighed. "Probably," he said, and dug into his bag for his phone. "I'll call EunHyuk, and he can pass the good news along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin had his own phone out. "I'll tell Kibum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;051. "Don't Give Me No Broccoli" - The Phenomenauts, (Don't Give me That) Broccoli&lt;br /&gt;018. Ryeowook / KyuHyun: Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun packed quickly Sunday morning, practically tossing his clothes in the suitcase. Then he checked the room to make sure he had everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're in a hurry," Ryeowook said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm ready to go home," KyuHyun responded. "That's all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook closed the door and leaned against it. "It wouldn't be because of the phone call from Junsu-hyung?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Partly." KyuHyun said, and sat down on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only partly?" Ryeowook asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." He would have said more, but he didn't really know what it was; he just wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which home was the dorm, which was really odd. He tried not to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home sick?" Ryeowook asked, and KyuHyun nodded. Ryeowook moved to sit next to him on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sort of," he said, no longer startled that the older singer could practically read his mind. It had gone on too long for him to worry about it. "It's been fun, but I...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook leaned against him. "Yeah," he agreed. "It's not the same. I'm going to miss Kibum, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I already do," KyuHyun said. "I mean, I wasn't even supposed to get to know him at all, and now suddenly he's going away. I'm old enough that it shouldn't matter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook smiled at him. "Age has nothing to do with it," he said. "In a world full of changes, it's perfectly normal to want stability. Our life has very little of it, so we rely on the people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And they aren't even that stable," KyuHyun said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not really," Ryeowook said, grinning back, "but it's all we have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;052. "Break it Down Now Break it Down Now" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Hey! (Don't Bring Me Down)&lt;br /&gt;102. Kangin / ChangMin: Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, they're back," Kangin said to a curious ChangMin as they walked into the SM building. "Their last step was Thailand, and by then even DongHae was ready to get home. They're both asleep back at the dorm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So it worked?" ChangMin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin nodded. "It did. As soon as we all got back to the dorm, EunHyuk called DongHae, and they walked through a door. Thankfully, though, they didn't land on anyone this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin lifted an eyebrow as he pressed the button for the elevator. "Land on anyone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin laughed. "I guess Monday morning, DongHae landed on KyuHyun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin laughed as the door opened, and his laughter cut off. "You...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin pushed him into the small box, and pressed the right button. "Hello, JaeBeom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom grinned. "Hi. Did they make it back okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, thank you for that information," Kangin said. "We really appreciate it. How long did it take ChanSung to recover?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom furrowed his brow. "He slept pretty hard for a couple of days, and ate more than usual for about a week, but no longer than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin snickered. "More than usual will clean us out in a day," he said, then the elevator dinged. "Thanks," he said again, and pulled ChangMin off the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's been there too long," ChangMin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Agreed. I need to call Junsu and get them over here to get him out of the elevator."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin agreed - even if it took him a moment to realize that he meant the other Kim Junsu, not Xiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;053. "Jongmal hondone kuthun odilka" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Rising Sun&lt;br /&gt;193. Writer's Choice: Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng looked up sharply as his phone rang, and he went in search of it. Not that he'd left it anywhere, but he knew KyuJong had taken it this morning - he'd woken up when the younger singer had opened his door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Yesung-hyung, he's busy. Can I take a message?" he heard KyuJong say, and slipped into the living room behind him. "Sure, I'll tell him you called, hyung. Bye." He hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. YoungSaeng didn’t CARE if he were family, he’d had enough of KyuJong. He turned away and started to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first stop, of course, was JungMin’s room, and he plopped down on the younger man’s bed. “I need help,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JungMin grinned at him. “Oh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“KyuJong has my phone and is lying to my friends. I’m really tired of it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he weren’t so mad, JungMin’s next smile might have scared him. As it stood, he almost felt bad for KyuJong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as he got KyuJong to back off, it would be fine. The sooner, the better. Coffee in the face hadn’t worked, so maybe something from JungMin would. And if not, well… he had other resources. By all accounts, DongHae and EunHyuk were good at this, and Kibum. Failing there, ChangMin. But he had faith in JungMin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only because JungMin knew KyuJong – and YoungSaeng – so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 35-43</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;035. "Trust I Seek, and I Find in You" - Metallica, Nothing Else Matters&lt;br /&gt;200. Writer's choice, Rain&lt;br /&gt;DARE: Incorporate the line "Sorry about your coffee, I had to throw it at someone."&lt;br /&gt;- Bonus points if it's said to the main character&lt;br /&gt;- Double bonus points if it's said BY the main character&lt;br /&gt;- Triple bonus points if it was thrown at the love interest&lt;br /&gt;- Quadruple bonus points if they didn't miss&lt;br /&gt;- Quintuple bonus points if the main character later gets a coffee in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung ducked into the coffee shop, and shook his head, rain water spraying everywhere. At least no one sat by the door to get wet. He looked around and caught sight of YoungSaeng, who looked vaguely upset, but gestured to him. Yesung walked over and sat down, looking mournfully at the empty coffee cup in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry about your coffee," YoungSaeng said. "I had to throw it at someone." He gestured as the door to the back opened, and KyuJong came out of the bathroom, looking a bit worse for wear. He glared at Yesung and stalked out of the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung looked at him. "You threw my coffee at him?" he asked as a nervous-looking waitress set another coffee in front of him. He thanked her and took a drink, made a face, and set it down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He followed me," YoungSaeng said darkly. "I'm really tired of this. Is Joongie-hyung coming?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded. "Yeah, I think so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng nodded. "Good. Is something wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shrugged. "They can't make coffee the way I like it here. I gave up drinking it...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brightened as three ninjas somersaulted into the coffee shop, one of them snatching the coffee from in front of him, one making the coffee for him, and the third standing guard, like before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were gone before he could say anything, his new cup of coffee in front of him. "Damn it," he growled as JaeJoong came in, glancing behind him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There were ninjas on the street," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung took a sip of his coffee and sighed in contentment. "Yeah," he said wistfully. "I bet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ask," YoungSaeng said when JaeJoong looked at him. "Just don't ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;036. "2 AM and I'm Still Awake Writing This Song" - Anna Nalick, Breathe (2AM)&lt;br /&gt;162. HeeChul / JaeJoong: Mystery&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have one character, who never uses doors but climbs in or out from the windows instead&lt;br /&gt;+ if she/he does that because if she/he would use a door, she/he would end up being somewhere random no matter where the door is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is YunHo there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shook his head, even if HeeChul couldn't see it. "No," he said into the phone. "He's not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Um. Is DongHae?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong blinked. "DongHae?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Is he there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just a moment, let me check." He set the phone down and prowled the apartment, but found no one other than Junsu, passed out on his bed. Come to think of that… where was everyone else? JaeJoong rolled his eyes and went back to the phone. "No DongHae. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's disappeared," Heechul said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Disappeared?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walked through the door and vanished," Heechul said. "We don't know where he went. We'll keep checking. Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong blinked. "Um, hyung. Ask JaeBeom. He might know something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good idea. I'll go check and see if he's still in the elevator," HeeChul said, and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery was, JaeJoong decided as he hung up and went to find whatever had knocked Junsu out (he wanted some), that his suggestion had been taken perfectly seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;037. "Your Mind Got to be True" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Rising Sun&lt;br /&gt;012. DongHae / KyuHyun: Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something heavy landed on KyuHyun, jolting him awake, and he groaned. "Go 'way." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KyuHyun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go 'way," KyuHyun repeated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No! Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun forced his eyes open. "I'm at the beach house, same as you." It took a moment to realize who he looked at, and he stared. "DongHae!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. It's me. Where are we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun pushed him off and sat up, then stretched and yawned. "The beach house. We got here yesterday. How did you get here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. "I walked through a door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun glowered at him. "It's Monday. You left yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Well, I spent yesterday at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you didn't call?" KyuHyun demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae blinked at him. “Call?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We didn’t know where you were! You could have called someone!” Then he paused. “You walked through a door? What does that mean?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know! I walked through a door, and I was at home.” He looked around. “Oh, good. You have windows.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Windows?” KyuHyun asked. “Why do you want windows?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae scrambled off the bed and went to the window. “I want to make sure I can get out somehow,” he said, and pushed the window open. He glanced once at KyuHyun, then scrambled out the window, waved jauntily from the other side, and headed off around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun slumped to the bed. What a way to start a Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door slammed open without even a knock. “Did I hear DongHae?” EunHyuk asked, and KyuHyun pointed at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He just went out there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled the covers over his head when EunHyuk went after DongHae – out his window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;038. “Your Dream!” – Arashi, Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;094. HeeChul / SungMin: Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least he stayed in Korea," SungMin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul snorted. "If he's going to go teleporting around, he might as well go somewhere useful," he retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Useful for whom?" SungMin asked, grabbing a drink from the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me, of course," HeeChul said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And where is useful?" SungMin asked, heading out the back door and onto the beach. HeeChul followed, clattering down the steps behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Japan. China. America," he suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How is that useful?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul growled, sounding amazingly like HeeBum when he stalked a feather. "He stole my pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have no proof of that," SungMin pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If he didn't do it, he was involved," HeeChul stated, and SungMin couldn't exactly refute that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You realize we need him, right?" SungMin asked after a moment, finding a place he liked and sitting down on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul stood over him a moment, then shrugged. "There are 15 of us," he said. "We can stand to lose one or two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin looked up at him. "Like you?" he asked without heat, teasing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul snorted. "You'd all be lost without me," he said, and went on down the beach. SungMin grinned after him, and then completely forgot the conversation, basking in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;039. "My Devil's Ride" - Dong Bang SHin Ki, Mirotic&lt;br /&gt;013. LeeTeuk / Hangeng: Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng already sat in the kitchen, sipping tea, when LeeTeuk got up on Tuesday, and he got his own cup before sitting down across the table from him. "You'd think they could do this for us all the time," he mused after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng smiled over his cup. "We could do this for us all the time," he said. "But we like to have some freedoms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk thought about that. "Maybe," he said. "But I think I'll look into it anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tired of being a mom?" Hangeng asked, and LeeTeuk smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A little. Aren't you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng laughed. "I'm still not sure how I got to be one, honestly," &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. "Because Siwon can't be; he's a father all the way," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe," Hangeng said, and LeeTeuk knew it'd be the best he'd get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the silence shattered with a shriek that had to come from HeeChul, and both of them rolled their eyes and ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they both knew the peace of the morning had ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd think they'd take the chance to sleep in," LeeTeuk commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If that was DongHae again, I don't know if he'll survive this trip," Hangeng said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed. "I've been saying that about DongHae since he joined us. I don't know what will take him out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You haven't heard some of Mi's plans," Hangeng told him, standing up to put his cup in the sink. "Although, since that broadcast that KyuHyun lost control laughing at him, he's been planning against him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;040. "She's a Bad Girl I Know, But Here I Go Again, Oh No" - 2 PM, Again and Again&lt;br /&gt;098. DongHae / Kibum: Bora Bora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not possible," Kibum insisted, and DongHae paused, half out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It might not be possible, but it's what is happening," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum scoffed at him. "And how do I know it's just not you being... you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae frowned. "You think I would do that?" he asked, and pulled his leg out of the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prove it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae regarded him seriously. "If I can, you'll stop doubting me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"About this," Kibum said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. "I'm not sure it'll work with both of us," he said, and walked over to the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum didn't know what to think when DongHae gripped his hand, checked his own pocket for his phone, and then, keeping Kibum next to him, walked through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach they stepped onto was not the one outside their front door. DongHae let his hand go and looked around, wildly enthusiastic. "Wow! Where are we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looked around, less enthusiastic, and frowned. "We're in Bora Bora," he said, gesturing to a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cool!" DongHae cheered. "A beach is a beach!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighed. "OKay, so I believe you. Call Teukie-hyung, before he freaks out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae looked at him, then got his phone out and called LeeTeuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still stunned, Kibum wandered around the area, trying to figure out how they got there, and what they'd do. At least he was dressed for it, and maybe DongHae had his wallet, because Kibum didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, breakfast?" DongHae asked, appearing next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighed, both in relief and in exasperation. "That sounds great. You have your wallet, then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae beamed. "I thought I'd better be prepared," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum couldn't fault him for that. He was going to owe DongHae a lot by the time they got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided not to think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;041. "You Know that You go Down with Me" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Mirotic&lt;br /&gt;014. YooChun / Siwon: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean, vanished?" Yoochun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They walked through the door, and vanished," Siwon said, and then had to ask himself why he'd called Yoochun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Right. To see if DongHae had gone back to the dorm. With Kibum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you check to see if he's there?" he asked, somewhat belatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here?" Yoochun repeated. "In our dorm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, and check upstairs, too, just in case?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really are worried about him, then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not the first time he's done this," Siwon admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. I'll call you back, then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun hung up, and Siwon leaned against the tree, closing his eyes against the sun. It felt good to be able to relax, and if DongHae would have just stayed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's in Bora Bora."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon opened his eyes and looked at LeeTeuk. "Bora Bora?" he repeated, stupidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded. "Kibum's with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon nodded and called Yoochun back. "Never mind," he said. "He called, I guess, and they're in Bora Bora."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun didn't respond for a long time. "I'm not going to ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't tell you, anyway," Siwon said, hung up after his good bye, and settled in to really enjoy his Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;042. "Let's Get Out of Here" - Peter Hyun, Sexy Lady&lt;br /&gt;096. HeeChul / Kibum - China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're in China?" HeeChul asked, sitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," Kibum said. "Which is nice; at least one of us knows the language."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you mean to go to China?" HeeChul asked, stretching one hand up. He groaned softly as his back cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. I don't think he can control it, hyung," Kibum said, sarcasm biting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mean, did you mean to leave Bora Bora?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh." Kibum was silent for a long time. "I don't know, but I think he did," he said finally. "He is usually kind of clingy, but he's been really bad lately."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you doing anything?" Heechul asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum snorted. "He was sure it'd happen. He has his wallet. And his phone. I didn't think it'd happen, hyung, or that he'd drag me along with him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul got out of bed and indulged in a proper stretch. “How did you end up with him, anyway?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum went completely silent, and HeeChul froze. “Kibummie?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I, uh, told him I didn’t believe him,” Kibum said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul sat down on his bed. “You said you didn’t belie…. You didn’t ask for actual PROOF, did you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could imagine the look on Kibum’s face. “Yeah,” he said, very quietly. “But it’s standard procedure! He thinks there are aliens!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul had a very hard time not laughing. “Well… if nothing else, you’ll be able to fly home, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I want to leave DongHae,” Kibum said. “I’d never get him through the plane door.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Door. Talk to KyuHyun. He was crawling through his window this morning,” Kibum pointed out. “I guess it only works through doors.” Then he swore. “Sorry, hyung. Gotta preserve the battery.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll let everyone know where you are,” HeeChul said, then Kibum hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul couldn’t hold it in any more, and just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;043. “Just Kiss Me Darling” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, No?&lt;br /&gt;097. Kibum / KyuHyun: Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not funny, Hyun-ah,” Kibum whined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun, on the other hand, just kept laughing. “You’re in Taiwan?” he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. DongHae decided he was done with China, and we went to get on a train, and poof.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed again. “Poof?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, he didn’t go ‘Bampf’,” Kibum snapped. “He did manage to find a phone charging station, so we have the phone again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where is he?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Food,” Kibum said shortly. “We’re both starving. I’m so going to owe him my life by the time we get home. If we get home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t say if.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum was perversely pleased to hear the amusement had faded from KyuHyun’s voice. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you are going to get home. Somehow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, food,” Kibum said. “I’ll talk to you later.” He hung up and took the bowl Donghae handed to him. “Is it as bad as you thought?” he asked after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shook his head. “No. I mean, they can figure me out, and I can figure them out, but it’s slow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ate in silence. “You know, Mi is going to be upset,” Kibum said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wasn’t he really excited to come here or something?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned. “Oh, yeah. He was. Is. It’ll happen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum nodded, and they finished their food in silence. “Well, what now?” he asked as the dumped their trash in to a trash can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. “I don’t know, find something to see?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shrugged as well. “Sure. As long as we don’t have to go in anywhere,” he said, and DongHae beamed at him. Kibum shook his head, but had to smile in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 29-34</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;029. “Imagination, Life is Your Creation” – Aqua, Barbie Girl&lt;br /&gt;047. LeeTeuk / KyuHyun: Snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not like he did it on purpose,” KyuHyun said as he pulled the door open to the dorm. “He said it was bad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shrugged. “Still. It had my name on it for a reason,” he said, sliding in after the Magnae, his arms full of bags. “Besides, who said the fridge needed cleaning, anyway?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun pressed the elevator call button, and leaned against the wall. “Ryeowook had theories, but he was laughing too hard to explain them to me,” he said. “Which was good; when he left, he looked pretty spooked.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded, and stepped into the elevator. Then stopped. “JaeBeom?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled. “Hello, hyung, KyuHyun. You guys want a snack?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun raised his eyebrows. “A snack?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. You look hungry.” He reached over and tapped the button for their floor, then offered them each a small packet of pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun had no idea where they’d come from. “Thanks,” he said, taking one, and LeeTeuk took the other, looking just as stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re welcome.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time KyuHyun had gotten his open and tasted – some of the best pretzels he’d ever had – the elevator had reached their floor. “Thanks again,” he said, following LeeTeuk off the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk opened the door to their dorm, and closed it firmly behind KyuHyun. “We have to do something about him,” he said as he kicked his shoes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let me find out where he got these, first,” KyuHyun said. “These are good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;030. “Naniga jiyuu nanoka” – JaeJoong, Maze&lt;br /&gt;039. JaeJoong / YunHo: Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The ghost has been quiet,” JaeJoong said that evening, sitting quietly in the kitchen with YunHo. It was odd, too, because they’d gotten so used to the ghost giving them messages, that quiet meant that there wasn’t a conversation on the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo nodded. “I think Yoochun or Junsu might know something, but they’ve been pretty quiet lately. On the other hand...." he started, then hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong stood up and opened the fridge to find something for dinner. "We need to go shopping," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know Junsu has a skeleton in his closet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong turned around. "A what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Skeleton. He... won't even talk about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong regarded him seriously. "How long has it been there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DongHae told me about it in May."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong closed the door to the fridge. "I guess that would explain why he's acting so oddly," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo raised his eyebrows. "You think he's possessed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shrugged. "No, because... well, sure. If we have one ghost, why can't we have two?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo sighed. "And this doesn't bother you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shrugged, feeling exhausted. "If he comes at us wielding a knife, it will bother me, but he knows the dances, and he's keeping up, and he seems fine in interviews. If he is possessed, it hasn't done any harm. Besides, what if he was before this, and this is the real Junsu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo stared at him. "You're tired and hungry. Order in; I don't want you burning yourself on the stove trying to cook for us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong nodded. "You take care of it? I think I'm going to go and lay down." At YunHo's nod, he gratefully escaped the kitchen and went to lay down in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;031. "If You Were Mine" - Arashi, 15th Moon&lt;br /&gt;046. ShinDong / EunHyuk: Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your socks are white," EunHyuk said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked down, and his brow furrowed. "They are. Resting, maybe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk looked at him, startled. "Resting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong nodded. "What do you think is for dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk just watched him for a moment, then shrugged. "I don't know. I passed the kitchen earlier, and Hangeng-hyung was arguing with the fridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong laughed, and then sobered. "After today, that's not really as funny as it used to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk grinned at him. "It was really funny, because it was like he was having a conversation with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong nodded. "He probably was," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk grinned at him, "Exactly. Siwon said he's not going in the kitchen again, and Kangin said he can eat in his room. I guess he was really spooked earlier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong shrugged. "It's normal to be spooked by this. Why aren't we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because we're bored, and that gives us a bit of excitement we don't have to share with the world," Kibum said. "Come on. Hyung says dinner's ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's probably right," EunHyuk whispered to ShinDong as the followed the actor to the kitchen, "but let's not tell him. It'll only go to his head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned, and agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;032. "There's no Need to Feel Down" - Super Junior, Y.M.C.A.&lt;br /&gt;040. ShinDong / ChangMin: Twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong leaned against the stair house on the roof, watching the last of the sunset, when the door opened and ChangMin stepped into the twilight with a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feeling claustrophobic?" ShinDong asked after a few minutes, and ChingMin jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, sorry, hyung, I didn't see you there," he said, turning to bow to ShinDong. He straightened with a furrowed brow. "Your socks are bright yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked down. "Oh, wow, they are. I haven't seen them that color in a while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin blinked. "You didn't get them that color?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong shook his head. "Nope. Neon green."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin opened his mouth, apparently to say something, but changed his mind and shrugged. "It's nice out here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong nodded. "It is. The colors in the sky were particularly gorgeous tonight. I take it you've had a long day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shrugged. "No longer than normal, I think, just bizarre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. "Today seems to be a bizarre day for everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin nodded and leaned against the stair house with him. "I can agree with that," he said. "Leader-sshi actually put JaeJoongie-hyung to bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong lifted an eyebrow. "Not a normal thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shook his head. "Usually it's the other way around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. "Maybe you should go back to bed, then," he suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin nodded. "I'm going to, but I wanted to get out a bit, first. I just needed to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned wryly. "Why do you think I'm out here?" he asked, and ChangMin grinned back at him before they both looked out over the darkening city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;033. "My Mama Told Me (What Did She Say?)" - Super Junior, She Wants it&lt;br /&gt;041. Junsu / Siwon: Night&lt;br /&gt;Dare: have street lights go out whenever a certain character steps underneath them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, hyung, wait up!" Siwon called, putting on a burst of speed to catch up with Junsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu slowed until he caught up, and gave him a curious look. "I just had to get out," Siwon said. "The apartment has been insane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," Junsu agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon blinked as the night around them went darker for about three steps, then brighter again. He glanced up behind them at the streetlight, then shook his head. "It's been a very odd day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu laughed shortly. "Yes," he said. "It has been."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked on in silence, the street thankfully mostly empty but for them and someone walking the other way across the street. Siwon started to say something, and the light over head went out again. He glanced up as the light came on again, and sighed. "So, hyung, how's your day been weird?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu shrugged. "Just one of those days that everything seems weird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like lights turning off when you walk under them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu lifted an eyebrow. "I thought it was you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon blinked - that had just not even crossed his mind. "I suppose it could be," he said doubtfully, and Junsu laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon didn't like the sound of that laugh, and so he excused himself to go into the small convenience store they'd just passed. He hesitated, very close to getting something stronger than the Coke he'd wanted originally, but in the end, he bought the six pack of Coke and headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably more comforting than it should have been that the street lights stayed on all the way back to the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;034. "Naneun pabo pabo pabo" - Super Junior, Sorry Sorry&lt;br /&gt;042. LeeTeuk / SungMin: Midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin sighed and sipped his water. "I'm too tired to sleep," he said to LeeTeuk, who leaned against the counter by the sink. Behind him, the clock turned to midnight. "Why are you up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shrugged. "I'm nervous about this... whatever it is," he said, and gestured to the fridge. "I don't like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin glanced at the fridge, where the magnets spelled out a cheerful 'good night', although how it looked cheerful, he had no idea. The magnets hadn't changed their look at all. "I guess that makes sense, but hyung, you can't stay up all night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sighed. "No, I know that. But it's just..." he started, then shrugged again. "I can't sleep. I've tried already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin nodded. "I wish I could help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. "You've done plenty today, Min-ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin flushed. "I'm sorry I threw out your experiment or whatever it was. But it was green and fuzzy, and it didn't look like it was supposed to be green and fuzzy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk gave him a incredulous look. "Green and fuzzy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin nodded. "I wasn't entirely sure what it was, actually, which is why I threw it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, crap," a voice said, startling them both. "I've been in the wrong house all day." The magnets fell in the random order they'd been in, and stopped looking... cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk looked at SungMin. "Okay," he said, his voice shaking just slightly. "I think I can sleep now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," SungMin agreed, just as shaken. "Me, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 22-28</title>
    <published>2009-12-12T19:22:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer and explanation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;022. "Hey, Yo, Yo, Listen Up!” – Super Junior, A Man in Love&lt;br /&gt;035. Ryeowook / Kibum: Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Include a ghost who lives in someone's house and communicates with the current residents by rearranging refrigerator magnets.&lt;br /&gt;BP if the ghost regularly reminds them when they are out of milk&lt;br /&gt;DBP if the residents of the house find this perfectly normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook liked early mornings; most everyone else liked to be asleep when the sun came up, but he liked the early morning peace. This morning, Kibum had also gotten up, and they sat companionably in the kitchen, tea steaming in cups in front of them, the sun coming up through the doors leading to the balcony. They heard a click as the coffee maker started, and then Ryeowook caught something out of the corner of his eye, and turned to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fridge magnets had moved. “The leftovers stink,” he read, brow furrowed in confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook gestured to the fridge, and shrugged. “It wasn’t there when we came in, right?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stared at the fridge. “That’s… no, it wasn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So….” Ryeowook glanced around. “Is anyone else up?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum shrugged. “Let’s check.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They knew the others well enough to know when they faked, except maybe SungMin, but a nudge usually was enough to make sure – especially in the ribs – he wasn’t faking it. And no one else had woken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two went back to the fridge, and stared. ‘Please clean this thing out,’ it read now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook snickered. “Oh, we have everyone else telling us what to do, why not the fridge?” he said, and Kibum started to laugh with him, and by the time anyone else woke up, they were both breathless from laughing and sprawled on the kitchen floor, carefully avoiding each other’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;023. “I Ain’t No Hollaback Girl” – Gwen Steffani, Hollaback Girl&lt;br /&gt;036. ShinDong / Siwon: Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Morning,” Siwon said, and lifted an eyebrow at the stunned expressions of everyone in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Siwon-hyung,” Ryeowook said, standing at the stove, wrapped in an apron that had to have come from SungMin’s mom. He actually looked pretty good in the pink thing – better than most people would have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Morning,” ShinDong said, leaning back in one of the chairs, feet up on another one. Siwon blinked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your socks are purple.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong grinned at him. “I know. It’s nice. Better than the orange,” he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon blinked again. “Orange?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waited for an explanation, but got nothing. “What is everyone looking at?” Best not to bring up what someone didn’t want to, unless it was really important, and the color of socks didn’t qualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The refrigerator magnets are talking to us,” ShinDong said, apparently willing to talk about that, if not his socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon just stared at him. “The… magnets.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook gestured at the fridge. “It’s getting upset, too, because it says the leftovers are bad, and why haven’t we cleaned them out yet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the magnets spelled out, and Siwon just stared at them for a minute. “Okay. I’m going back to bed,” he announced, and left the kitchen again before something worse could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong followed him, and he could have sworn, before he closed his bedroom door, that the socks were blue, not purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon decided he really did NOT want to know, and promptly buried his head under his pillow. He didn’t even know if he wanted breakfast at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;024. “Just Say Keep in Touch” – Super Junior, Keep in Touch&lt;br /&gt;043. EunHyuk / Junsu: Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You realize we’re going to have breakfast soon, and if I’m still on the phone….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Su! Seriously! The refrigerator is talking to us!” EunHyuk interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu went very quiet. “The refrigerator…. How?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The magnets you guys gave us last year. It really freaked Ryeowook and Kibum this morning – well, maybe not freaked them out, because they were laughing pretty hard - but apparently we have leftovers that have gone bad in there. No one dares quite open it yet.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu blinked. “It… told you that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah!” EunHyuk said cheerfully. “We figure it’s all Kangin’s, but no one’s asked him. He was the last one to bring food home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu looked away from the phone to the fridge in his dorm. “It sounds… really cool.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re wondering if it’s something that will stay, or if there’s a… well, DongHae says it might be a conjunction of the planets or something, and he’s checking on it….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you eaten?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk stopped. “Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Was it… fermented or something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Su! You know me better than that! Besides, Teukie hyung would never let us eat something like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu wondered about that, but he said nothing. In fact, most of Dong Bang Shin Ki wondered that Kangin was the only one caught driving under the influence; the fact that LeeTeuk hadn’t was a source of wonder and concern. When he snapped, blood was likely to start dripping though their ceiling, and they did not look forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless he decided to poison them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you say so,” he said doubtfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk laughed. “I do. But if you have to go to eat, you’d better. No reason for hyung to get mad at you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu shook his head. He’d never understand his friend. “Okay. Have a good day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks, you, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;025. “I’m Loving You!” – Super Junior M, Me&lt;br /&gt;044. SungMin / Ryeowook: Brunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll give you a cookie if you do this for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin glanced at Yesung when the older singer choked on his brunch, but Yesung quickly regained his equilibrium and excused himself. SungMin looked back at Ryeowook, who looked at him far too much like a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, someone had to clean out the mess, and he was good at it. “What kind?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook practically beamed. “White chocolate chip and macadamia nut,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin could feel his mouth salivating. “A dozen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Done,” Ryeowook said, and grinned angelically at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever had played with the magnets was right; it was horrible and it stunk. The really bad culprit, though, was LeeTeuk. SungMin didn’t know what he’d left in the fridge, but it didn’t look like food anymore. He scrubbed the shelves, dumped any food that looked like it shouldn’t be there, and finished about two hours later. When he closed the door, he looked in some surprise at the front of the fridge. ‘Thanks’, it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and having one dozen fresh, hot cookies, right out of the oven, with cold milk courtesy of HeeChul, made him feel like he’d done his good deed for the day. And LeeTeuk’s frustration made it all the sweeter, although he couldn’t have said why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;026. “Just Like That” – Super Junior, Monster&lt;br /&gt;037. YunHo / EunHyuk: Noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, oppa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo turned around to see BoA standing in the doorway to the building. “Hey,” he said with a smile. “What’s up?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m looking for something.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk came in behind her and came to a stop next to YunHo, brow furrowed. “Looking for something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled. “Yes. Can you help me out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo shrugged. “I can try. What do you need?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A shoe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo glanced at EunHyuk, then back at BoA. “What kind of shoe?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She consulted a piece of paper. “A smelly one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk laughed. “I can maybe help with that,” he said. “Any other specifications?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head. “No. Just that it has to be smelly.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo laughed. “I have to see this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come with me,” EunHyuk said, and pressed the button for the elevator. “Just one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will I get it back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hesitated. “I actually don’t know,” she said. “Does it matter?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk shrugged as the door opened, and blinked. “Um, hi?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled at him. “Hi. Come on in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did, a little crowded, and pressed the button for EunHyuk’s floor. “Not stopping at your dorm?” JaeBeom asked YunHo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which creeped him out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. Going up to EunHyuk’s,” he said, casually enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’re all planning to be back by noon,” JaeBeom said, and EunHyuk glared at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because HeeChul was interested in how much shopping he could get done in the time you were all gone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo merely looked at him. “You’ve spent too much time in here,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” JaeBeom said. “I think I have.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator dinged and opened; EunHyuk led the way off the elevator, and into the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they returned – two shoes in BoA’s bag, sealed against the smell – YunHo hesitated as she reached to touch the elevator button. “You know,” he said, “I think I’m going to walk down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She paused, her finger right over the button. “I think I will, too,” she said, and they headed for the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;027. “Every Time Everyday” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, Survivor&lt;br /&gt;045. Hangeng / Siwon: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How soon is lunch, hyung?” Siwon asked, strolling casually into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng looked up and smiled at him. “I’m not sure. I haven’t decided what I’ll make.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon leaned against the fridge, then jumped away again, looking at it. “What’s it saying thanks about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think for cleaning it out,” Hangeng said. “It is nicer in there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon stepped forward and leaned against the counter. “Anything I can help with?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng turned around and shrugged, then his eyes widened. “Well. It thinks we should order out,” he said, gesturing at the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon looked at it. “You know,” he said, edging further away, “that really is weird.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng merely raised an eyebrow, and then laughed. “What about this life isn’t weird?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But… what’s making the magnets move?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not ordering out,” Hangeng told the fridge sternly. “We have enough for all of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon edged away from him, too, moving toward the door. “Is there anything you want me to go and get?” he asked, sounding incredibly hopeful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, but check with Ryeowook. He’s promised SungMin cookies, and he might want someone to run errands for him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon gratefully escaped, and vowed not to go back into the kitchen if he could at all help it. And he had to wonder, too, why he’d bothered at lunch when that morning had been such a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook didn’t need anything, though, so Siwon went back to his room and found his book – and locked his door. He just wasn’t hungry any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;028. “I Don't Wanna, You Don't Wanna Give Up Yet!” – Arashi, Easy Crazy Break Down&lt;br /&gt;038. Yoochun / Ryeowook: Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun’s favorite place to be was the roof. Especially when DongHae wasn’t there to try to get him to look for aliens. Which he rarely did in the afternoon, so now was a good chance there would be no DongHae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No DongHae, but Ryeowook stood at the edge of the roof, looking out over Seoul, and Yoochun sauntered up to stand next to him. “I don’t see you up here much.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook shrugged. “I don’t come up here, much,” he said. “It’s – in my head, anyway – for people who are sad and just want to get away. And I’m not sad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just want to get away?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are strange messages on our fridge. People are weird – I mean, there’s a former pop star in our elevator. I realize that it’s weird, but this is odd, even for us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed. “Yeah, we have to do something about JaeBeom.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook shook his head. “But… well, okay, it’s the ghost in the kitchen. I mean, why would it insist we clean out the fridge? Why would a ghost care if it’s unsanitary?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun looked at him, a long, slow, look. “Maybe it didn’t like the smell.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook looked back at him. “Can ghosts smell?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun opened his mouth to answer, and a laugh came out instead. Ryeowook scowled at him, and then his scowl eased and he laughed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, they sat back to back, calmly – with shouts of laughter between, short lived only because they weren’t looking at each other – discussing rational reasons for a ghost to be in the Super Junior Dorm. None of which were actually rational, and neither of them cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 16-21</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T20:25:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-11T20:25:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;016. "I Was Just Doin' My Thing" - *N Sync, Up Against the Wall&lt;br /&gt;027. LeeTeuk / Siwon: September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk walked into the dorm near the end of September and dropped to the couch with a groan. "What's the matter?" Siwon asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you guys watch the broadcast of Sukira today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but we listened, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk let out his breath in a soft sigh. "I saw HeeChul's pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon gave him a confused look at that. "You did?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded, then looked around. "Is he here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I think he went shopping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sighed again. "Oh, that's good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where did you see them?" Siwon asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On Kara's Nicole," LeeTeuk said, and Siwon's eyebrows nearly buried themselves in his hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She was wearing them?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," LeeTeuk said. "Neither of us said anything, but HeeChul likes to check it out, especially when we have one of the girl groups on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon nodded. "He's going to go after them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly. And that is going to end in disaster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon furrowed his brow. "For who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk snorted softly. "For HeeChul, who is going to be even worse than he was before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon pursed his lips, and nodded. "I won't say anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smiled. "Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he thought it'd help, but he appreciated the gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;017. "This Song for You, My Angel" - 2 PM, Angel&lt;br /&gt;010. Kangin / EunHyuk: Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk knocked on Kangin's door, and let himself in when his older friend called a "come in." It looked better than the last time he'd gone in. "Hey, hyung. LeeTeuk-hyung said to tell you that it's time to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin looked up from his desk, buried in his book, eyes unfocused. "I'm sorry, what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dinner." EunHyuk picked up the pineapple on the desk, and then dropped it again. He tried to grab it when it fell to the floor, and missed. "What happened to this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SungMin seems to think it tastes good," Kangin said. He stood up, making sure he'd got the bookmark in the right place, and picked up the pineapple. "He's been back in here. There are more bites."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it taste good?" EunHyuk asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin gave him a bland look. "I didn't try it. You'll have to ask him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk took the pineapple. "Or I could just try it," he suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin stared at him. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To see if it really tastes like pineapple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can figure that out by smelling it. Please don't take bites out of my pineapple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yours? How did you end up with it, anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin took the pineapple and set it down again. "They gave it to me." He took EunHyuk's shoulder and turned him toward the door. "Besides, you don't want to try that right now. It's dinner time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk had to admit he had a really good point, and led the way out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;018. "Now That You're Showing Your True Colors" - Big Bang, Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;028. DongHae / Siwon: October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae winced in concert with Siwon, and then the younger man looked at him. "What is HeeChul-hyung doing?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae smirked - and then tried to hide it and shrugged. "I think he's trying to get his pants back from Nicole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon decided maybe he wouldn't ask - something they all did at one time or another, just to keep the peace - why DongHae had smirked like that. "It doesn't look like he's having any luck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No..." DongHae said. "It doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched a while longer, the cool October air feeling good after the heat of the backstage area; the Dream Concert would start soon, and they had some time before they'd go on, even as Super Junior M. Finally, Siwon shrugged and turned away. "You're really interested in that," he mentioned to DongHae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae smiled innocently - which usually meant there was no innocence at all in the look - and shrugged again. "He's just so easy to tease." he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon laughed. "You're playing with fire with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned. "I'm playing with fire? I didn't take his pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe he's still looking for them. It's almost been a year," Siwon said, not believing a word of it. And even if DongHae hadn't taken them, he'd had something to do with it. No one would ever doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, it looks like she convinced him," DongHae said, and Siwon turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Convinced him of what?" he asked as HeeChul stalked away from Nicole, his face red, although Siwon didn't know if he were embarrassed or angry. Or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That she doesn't have them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you know that, how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned. "I don't, but considering how HeeChul looks, I bet she doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon shook his head and went after HeeChul, if only to make sure he didn't do something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;019. "You'll be at My Show" - Blink-182, All the Small Things&lt;br /&gt;029. HanGeng / ShinDong: November&lt;br /&gt;DARE: Have a character with striped socks.&lt;br /&gt;-BP if the character has a secondary-lead or lead role in the plot&lt;br /&gt;-DBP if the socks change color and people notice but it isn't explained&lt;br /&gt;-TBP if these socks somehow defeat the villain/ resolve the conflict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangeng blinked at ShinDong, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. "Wow," he said. "Those are bright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked down at his socks, and grinned. "They are," he agreed. Bright green stripes, alternating with white, practically leaped off the dancer's legs, contrasting the grey November sky. "Pretty cool, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng grinned at him. "Good socks. But are they for something special?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong shook his head, "No, not really. I just felt like wearing them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng shrugged. It made sense to him. They all did weird things at one time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, he stared. "You have two pairs of those socks?" he asked ShinDong, who gave him a confused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng gestured. The socks were bright orange this time, still alternating with white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong looked down, then shrugged. "Oh. No, just the one pair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng lifted one eyebrow. "Just... weren't they green last time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShinDong nodded. "They were. I like the green better, actually, but today it's orange. I figure if they ever turn pink, I'll let SungMinnie wear them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanGeng laughed. "He'll appreciate that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it didn't surprise him at all three days later to see SungMin wearing bright pink striped socks, and grinning like it was Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;020. "I do Love You Baby" - SS501, Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;030. YooChun / Kibum: December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You haven't seen him?" Kibum asked as he and Yoochun stepped in the building, nodding at the door man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shook his head and unzipped his coat. "JaeJoong's said something about it a couple of times, but none of the rest of us have seen him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum pressed the elevator button for up. "I've seen him a couple of times, and I guess he was in ShangHai at least once. DongHae said he saw him there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why...." Yoochun drifted off as the elevator opened, and Kibum grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, hyung," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled back. "Hey. Is it as cold this December as it was last year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun stepped gingerly into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor. "I think it's warmer, although we've had some pretty cold days," he ventured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum nodded as he pressed the button for his own floor. "I think he's right," he said. "It's warmer in general."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom nodded. "Good to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You realize you've been here almost a year, right?" Kibum asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom grinned. "I know. I still haven't seen everyone I wanted to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That could be because you're in our elevator, instead at the dorm that JYP sponsors," Yoochun said, still utterly confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom shrugged and opened his mouth to answer, but the elevator stopped. "Your floor," he said instead, and Yoochun got out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Later," he said, to both Kibum and JaeBeom, and then went into his dorm to tell JaeJoong that yes, he'd seen him too, and no, he wasn't completely losing his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;021. "Ee Reon Nae Ge It's About the Way You Are" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, The Way U Are&lt;br /&gt;033. YungHo / Junsu: Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo knocked on Junsu's door and pushed it open a few days before Christmas, tapping the younger singer on the shoulder when he didn't look up. Junsu turned his iPod off and looked up at him. "Did you want something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo started to speak, paused, and sat down on the bed. "DongHae says you have a skeleton in your closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu rolled his eyes and went back to whatever he wrote. "What, you don't have one?" he asked sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo lifted one eyebrow. "You're not going to deny it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu didn't answer, and after a moment, YunHo got up and opened the closet, pushing clothes aside until he found it, too. "Su! Who is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu looked up. "What are you looking for?" he asked, sounding perfectly reasonable. "You don't usually care for anything I have in my closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a skeleton in here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu looked at him, then turned back to his work. "Whatever you decide to borrow, make sure I get it back in a couple of weeks. Unless it's yours.... Then I'm sorry I didn't get it back to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo just stared at him, then let go of the clothes he held out of the way and shut the door. "I think I'll check to see if anyone's been missing lately," he said, and carefully let himself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced back, once, before closing the door behind him, but Junsu didn't look up - he'd already put his earphones back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 10-15</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T21:18:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-11T01:11:20Z</updated>
    <category term="challenge: 200 dbsk/suju"/>
    <category term="fandom: misc kpop"/>
    <category term="fandom: super junior"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg185/andersenmom/Nanowrimo/CrazyLifecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_skyangelart' lj:user='skyangelart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/skyangelart/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;skyangelart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - isn't she awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;010. "Twenty-Cour Seven, from Monday to Sunday Night" - SS501, Green Peas&lt;br /&gt;022. JaeJoong / Kibum: April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is HeeChul still in a snit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum rolled his eyes and grinned. "He is," he said, and pressed the button for the elevator. "We heard that JungMin-hyung from SS501 had them, but by the time HeeChul-hyung got there, they were gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened, and JaeJoong blinked as he stepped in. "You're still here?" It was April. He'd said he was here for Valentine's Day. It was LONG past that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum followed, pressing the button for his floor. "Still?" he asked, looking at the (former) leader of 2PM, who leaned casually against the back wall of the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled, moved forward, and touched the button for JaeJoong's floor. "I like the elevator."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But... why ours?" JaeJoong asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It feels safer than the one in Shanghai," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum blinked. "Wait. Did DongHae see you there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom nodded. "He did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong stared at him, then nodded firmly as the elevator opened on his floor. "Stay out of Japan. Please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How someone NOT Ryeowook or SungMin (no where near as cute as either of them) could look exactly like a kicked puppy, JaeJoong didn't know, but he felt guilty all afternoon for that comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;011. "It Won't Forgive Me After All These Years" - KT Tunstall, Black Horse &amp; the Cherry Tree&lt;br /&gt;023. DongHae / Junsu: May&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have a character who actually has a skeleton in their closet.&lt;br /&gt;BP if, when asked about it, they reply with a very sarcastic "What, you don't have one?"&lt;br /&gt;DBP if they refuse to say anything further about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She wanted what?" Junsu asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A roll of toilet paper. HeeChul-hyung nearly gave her everything we had."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu stared at DongHae, brow furrowed. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because she told him who had his pants..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's still on about those pants?" Junsu interrupted, going into his room to get the shirt DongHae said he'd wanted to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. So he found out about that, and got KyuJong to let YoungSaeng talk to Yesung-hyung, so that war is over." DongHae's words trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu pushed his clothes aside, trying to find what DongHae had described. He knew it was in here, somewhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a skeleton in your closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu blinked, startled, and turned. "Yes." He went back to his closet, and spotted the shirt. "Here you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks," DongHae said. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu tuned to look at him. "What, you don't have one?" he asked sarcastically, and slammed his closet shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But who is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junsu blinked at him. "I'll need that back as soon as you can get it back to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E-end of May?" DongHae stammered, and Junsu smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks again," DongHae said, and left. Junsu grinned and went back to finish his lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;012. "Step by Step" - Dong Bang Shin Ki, Step by Step&lt;br /&gt;024. Yesung / Yoochun: June&lt;br /&gt;Dare: ~SEND IN THE PLOT NINJAS! Literally. Have them suddenly show up in a scene, do some modifying, and then carry on.&lt;br /&gt;~~BP if you do it more than once.&lt;br /&gt;~~DBP if at some point, the /only/ reason something is done is because the Plot Ninjas force the characters into doing it. It can be something small, like taking the stairs instead of an elevator (with the Plot Ninjas menacing anyone who tries to approach the elevator), but it has to be something.&lt;br /&gt;~~Extra DBP if what the characters end up doing ends up being very important to the success (or failure ^.~) of their Quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you be at SM Town this year?" Yesung asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shrugged, and sipped at his coffee. "I don't know," he said. "it's just dragging on and on. I mean, it's June, and there's still no decision. I think hyung is about to kill the lot of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung sipped his tea and leaned back. "It'll be weird without you. Really no idea when it'll end?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun shrugged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both stared as three ninjas somersaulted into the small coffee shop, avoiding the other customers (and the security men standing not too far away). One of them snatched the tea from in front of Yesung; another quickly made coffee and set it in front of him. The third stood watch, as if to protect them - and her friends - from interruption. Then, just as quickly as they'd come, they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung blinked at Yoochun. "I'd swear that I'm in one of DongHae's dreams," he said. "No one will ever believe this." He picked up his coffee and sipped it, and then stared at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Yoochun asked, amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want her back. I have tried and tried to get this place to make coffee the way I like it, and they just... can't. And she did." He stared mournfully out the door, where the ninjas had disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoochun laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;013. "You Outta Control" - Super Junior, Don't Don&lt;br /&gt;008. LeeTeuk / HeeChul: Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul gave LeeTeuk a glare, but LeeTeuk shrugged it off. "You have to stop this," he said flatly. "It's getting ridiculous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone stole...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't even like them," LeeTeuk reminded him. "You were going to get rid of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But they stole them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sighed. "You were going to get rid of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul glowered at him. "That's beside the point, hyung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's summer. Go in shorts," LeeTeuk said, surprised to find he was losing his temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only HeeChul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least tell me you didn't hurt JungMin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul smiled, and LeeTeuk almost cringed. "No. But I did shave his  hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk frowned. "You shaved... I haven't seen anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul smiled. "It's a wig."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't funny. Really, it wasn't. But LeeTeuk couldn't have stopped his laugh if he'd wanted to. HeeChul grinned at him - for the first time, not an evil smile - and then laughed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;014. “Gotta Introduce Myself” – Dong Bang Shin Ki, Purple Line&lt;br /&gt;025. HanGeng / Kibum: July&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have a character call another character “You mashed potato!” in a fit of fury.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus points if he/she is holding a plastic fork at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “This is not good,” LeeTeuk said to the room in general, stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum and Hankyung stood opposite each other, looking furious. The rest of the group looked stunned, because none of them knew, exactly, what had sparked this stand off. He wasn’t surprised, though; between the heat of July and the lack of sleep because of the heat (not to mention HeeChul STILL grousing about his missing pants), they were all on edge and in generally bad moods. But until now, no one had come to blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hankyung….” Siwon started, but Hankyung glared at him and he fell silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kibum, this is…” HeeChul started, and Kibum glared at him until he stopped talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just stared at each other, eyes narrowed, the rest of them watching, confused. They each had a plastic fork, although no one could see where they’d gotten them, clenched in one hand, chopsticks in the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk had just started to move forward when the tableau broke. “You mashed potato!” Hankyung yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the stunned silence that followed, DongHae snickered, and then the whole group burst into laughter. Kibum just stared at Hankyung, then snickered, then started to laugh with the rest of them. It only got worse when Hankyung straightened, looking at them all like they’d lost their mind, then set his ‘weapons down in disgust and stalked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to control his own laughter, LeeTeuk went after him, pausing in the doorway when he saw the Chinese dancer doubled over in laughter just outside. He had to wonder how much of that had been staged – and then decided he didn’t care. They all needed a laugh, and it had been perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;015. "Won't You Stay?" - Kylie Minogue, Can't Get You Out of My Head&lt;br /&gt;026. SungMin / ChangMin: August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, they finally settled. It took forever, but hey, we're here," ChangMin said. He sat on the stage, in the back, looking over the chaos that was the backstage area of SM Town in August. He knew most of the people there, by sight if not actually as someone he could talk to, but he wasn't really interested in talking to much of anyone at the moment. He was just enjoying that he could be there at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to him, SungMin nodded. "I'm glad. It sure seemed to take forever, but I suppose it was worse for you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin shrugged. "It was fun tormenting everyone, but even that got boring after awhile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin snickered, and hid it behind one hand. "I don't think I want to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, oppa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin looked up at the pretty brunette that stood over him. "Hey, BoA. What's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have a pink sharpie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin looked at him, one eyebrow raised, then looked at her. "A pink sharpie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, a mini-sharpie," BoA corrected herself. "But a normal one would work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin frowned in thought, then stood up. "Wait here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA sat down next to ChangMin. "How are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her. "Good, Noona," he said. "You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you want a pink sharpie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA smiled. "I am on a scavenger hunt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin stared at her. "A what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Scavenger hunt. I've been finding things for a couple of months, now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's something to do in between everything else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin lifted an eyebrow. "You need something else to do?" On the other hand, maybe something to do in between everything.... He wished he'd had that to do the last few months. "How'd you get the list?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shrugged. "It was left outside my door. It's a long one, but it's been fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin dropped down next to her, and handed over a pink mini sharpie. "There you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA hugged him. "Thank you, oppa!" Then she turned and hugged ChangMin. "Good to see you again," she said, and got back to her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See you later," ChangMin said, and they watched her walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>"Crazy Life" - YunHo pts 1-9</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T23:12:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Disclaimer can be found &lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/616388.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you haven't read it, best do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. "Dance, Dance, Club is Jumpin'" - CSJH feat. Rain, The Club&lt;br /&gt;034. LeeTeuk / DongHae: Time&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Not sure if it’s been mentioned here (if it has I must have just overlooked it) but the return of the incredible “where the hell are my pants?” dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell are my pants?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeeChul's yell cleared the common room, none of them wanting to face him in that mood, and LeeTeuk barely managed to get his door closed before HeeChul's slammed open. He leaned against it, sighing in relief, before stepping away from it and realizing in his haste that he hadn't reached the right room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah... sorry, DongHae yah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned. "Oh, it's okay, hyung," he said. "You're welcome to stay until his rampage is over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sank down on the bed. "You realize it's likely to take a long time. He only does this when he's upset."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae plopped down on his stomach next to the older singer. "Or when it's built up and he can't stand it any more," he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk nodded. "You guys are going back to China soon, Kangin is...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...being as stupid as ever," DongHae said softly, and LeeTeuk sighed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. He's trying, though, I'll give him that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae laughed. "Very trying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk smacked him lightly on the back of the head. "Well, yes, but it should be better in a couple of months."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae grinned up at him, unrepentant. "It should. We'll be back, he'll be back with us, and maybe someone can knock some sense into Kibum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk laughed and ruffled DongHae's hair. "I'm pretty sure we've all tried. He's just resistant." He got up. "Do you think it's safe to go over to my room?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shrugged. "I think you're safe. There's no way you'd wear his pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shuddered. "No." He got to the door and looked back, a suspicion growing in his mind. "Did you take them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae gave him his most innocent look - the one he used when he was more guilty than he wanted to admit - and shook his head. "I didn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk lifted an eyebrow. "I don't think I want to know," he said, because DongHae didn't usually lie. That statement just meant that he was only indirectly involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good choice, hyung," DongHae grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shook his head with a smile, gently closed the door behind him, and slipped into his own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "Oh, My Super Girl" - Super Junior M, Super Girl&lt;br /&gt;011. EunHyuk / KyuHyun: Winter&lt;br /&gt;Dare: N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't decide if I hate winter or am glad of it," KyuHyun said, standing at the window, staring out at Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm?" EunHyuk said, setting his magazine down and looking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun turned from the window. "Winter. I can't decide if I hate it or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk furrowed his brow. "Your hips hurting again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun plopped down on his bed, pausing a moment as HeeChul stomped past the doorway, yelling about his pants. He looked at EunHyuk, who shrugged, looking mostly innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," KyuHyun said. "It's not that. It's more... down river can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk nodded. "It's worse other seasons," he said, laying on his back on his bed, hands clasped behind his head. "Because then I want to go out and can't. At least in winter I don't want to so much. It's dreary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. "Dreary?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" EunHyuk asked, grinning at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a word I've heard you use."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SungMin said it yesterday about the weather when he got back from Chunji. It was perfect, and it fits today, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun grinned at him. "It fits most days in winter. Up for a game of Starcraft?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EunHyuk sat up and grinned at him. "You're on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "About Love!" - Big Bang, Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;031. Yesung / JaeJoong: New Year’s &lt;br /&gt;DARE: Put a streaker in your novel.&lt;br /&gt;- Bonus points if the streaker is just some random person your main characters comment on during a very important discussion in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're looking forward to New Year's Day," Yesung said, walking next to JaeJoong along a moderately busy street. They never knew what might happen when they did that, especially together, although they did try to make it so that it happened when most of the fans were in school. They were sometimes spotted (eliciting a dash for the nearest safe place), sometimes not (because no one would believe they'd do this), but the risk was worth getting out and having a private conversation without 18 other people possibly listening in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish we had that kind of deadline," JaeJoong said. "It'd be nice to know when we can perform again. Or anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded and shoved his small hands further into his pockets. "You guys are brave. We're with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong nodded and gave him a small smile. "Thanks, hyung. I appreciate...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drifted off at a half familiar voice yelling ahead of them. "Coming through!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both slowed as the crowd ahead of them parted, and a half-familiar form - naked but for white tennis shoes - dashed down the street toward them. "Hey, hyung," he said without pause, flashed between them, and vanished around the next corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both turned to watch him go, then Yesung looked at JaeJoong. "Was that...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." JaeJoong shook his head in disbelief. "YoungSaeng. He looked entirely too happy to be running in this cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung turned back around and started walking again. "What is HyunJoong thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong snorted softly and caught up to him. "I don't know. Have you talked to Saeng lately at all?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung growled. "I tried, to tell him they sounded good on that new single. KyuJong wouldn't let me. He got all... possessive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong looked at him. "Possessive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shrugged. "I don't know what else to call it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong sighed. "I've got time. I'll try to talk to him. He didn't even look shocked to see us," he added. "Which is really odd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shook his head. "I'm sure it's because of that JungMin. He's as bad as EunHyuk, DongHae, and HeeChul hyung all put together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong shuddered. "That's a horrible concept."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded. "Yes. Let me know when you guys are back, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong grinned. "I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "You Feeling My Strings?" - Super Junior M, Zhe Yi Mao (This Second)&lt;br /&gt;019. Kangin / SungMin: January&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Include a scene in your novel revolving around wax/plastic fruit&lt;br /&gt;BP: your MC accidentally takes a bite out of the fruit, thinking it was real.&lt;br /&gt;DBP: your MC purposefully takes a bite out of the fruit, knowing it was fake.&lt;br /&gt;TBP: He/She goes back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin knocked on the door, pushing it open when the door knob gave under his hand. "Hyung?" he asked, reaching to turn the light on - he had no idea how it had gotten so dark in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin groaned and lifted his head from his arms, folded on the desk. "Turn it off," he mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin ignored him, venturing farther in. "It's January. Please tell me you aren't drunk again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not drunk," Kangin growled. "I'm sick." He struggled to sit up, one hand over his eyes. "Turn the light off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin picked up a pineapple from the bowl of fruit on the desk and looked it over. "Is this from the 'Cooking? Cooking!' photo shoot?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why.... No, don't answer that." SungMin interrupted himself. "I really don't want to know." He regarded the pineapple a moment. "So... why are you sick?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ate something... bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMin pursed his lips. "Like what?" He regarded the older singer, then bit into the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin stared at him, his hand dropping into his lap. "... something I think HeeChul made."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's really not smart, you know," SungMin told him when he'd swallowed the bite. "I'll tell Teukie hyung." He set the pineapple down again and left, turning the light off as he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, feeling better, Kangin noticed SungMin had taken another bite of the pineapple. He decided that no, he didn't want to know why SungMin wanted to eat the wax fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "Rokkugo! Rokkugo! Rokkugo! Marhe Mal!" - Super Junior T, Rokkugo!&lt;br /&gt;020. Yesung / ChangMin: February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung regarded ChangMin (Shim ChangMin, not Lee ChangMin, thankfully) seriously. "You want what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sugar. And red food coloring, if you have it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung blinked, half certain the only reason ChangMin hadn't burst in to take what he wanted was because he was younger and had some respect (no matter what JaeJoong said). "... why?" he asked warily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because hyung is baking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baking what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I at least come in, hyung?" ChangMin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly, Yesung backed up and let him in. "Just... stay clear of HeeChul. Someone took his pants, and he's on a rampage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin regarded him seriously. "When?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung pursed his lips. "It's February, right?" ChangMin nodded. "Three months ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin stared at him, one shoe half off. "On second thought... never mind. I'll go get it at the store. That's got to be safer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung nodded. "I can send.... No. On second thought, mind if I come with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin slipped his other shoe on. "No. It sounds like you need a... wait. Last time you went somewhere with someone, you saw a streaker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saeng said it was just stress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin folded his arms. "And you believed him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung snorted. "No. I'm pretty sure someone put him up to it. I don't know if it was a dare or he lost a bet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did he say it wouldn't happen again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung furrowed his brow. "No. He wouldn't promise that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChangMin nodded, "Thanks, but no. I'll brave it alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung shrugged. "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "Watch Out, Little Boy" - Brown Eyed Girls, Candy Man&lt;br /&gt;032. JaeJoong / DongHae: Valentine’s Day&lt;br /&gt;Dare: ~Have someone that is always in the elevator when your characters go to use it. Any elevator. Discussion is fine.&lt;br /&gt;~~BP if the character is significant in some fashion.&lt;br /&gt;~~DBP if the character is needed at some point later in the novel, and that is the ONE time the elevator is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, hold the elevator!” JaeJoong shouted, and a hand stuck out and stopped the doors from closing. He slid in, and then his eyes widened in some surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae stood near the buttons, looking confused. Next to him, looking completely at ease, stood Park JaeBeom, a smile on his face. “Um… hi,” JaeJoong said, reaching to press the button for his floor – and for DongHae’s since he hadn’t yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello, hyung,” JaeBeom said as the elevator closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you here?” DongHae blurted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought you were still in Seattle,” JaeJoong added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom smiled. “I was. But I thought I’d surprise the rest of the group for Valentine’s Day, so I came back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeJoong nodded slowly. “And… we’re not anywhere near the JYP dorms,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Valentine’s Day was a week ago,” DongHae added, his eyes unfocusing. Apparently, he’d gotten a bit too much sugar, JaeJoong decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“True,” JaeBeom said. “But I couldn’t leave without saying good-bye to all my friends, and I think I missed a few others, and 2AM are in Thailand, so… I thought I’d wait.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae nodded like it made sense – and to DongHae, it probably did. JaeJoong still didn’t get the elevator. “But… why in our elevator?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaeBeom shrugged. “Where else? This is your floor, I think,” he said, and the door opened. JaeJoong stepped out, stunned, but glad to see DongHae didn’t look as spooked. The door closed, and he turned to go to his own door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where else?” he repeated, opening the door. “I don’t know, on the street, at JYPE, I can think of a lot of places better than our elevator.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For what?” YunHo asked, looking into the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To… hang around, I think,” JaeJoong said, putting his shoes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“JaeBeom.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunHo stared at him. “Of 2PM. In our elevator.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ask DongHae. He was there, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why…” YunHo started, and JaeJoong shook his head as he walked past him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t ask. Just… don’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment, YunHo called after him, “can I call DongHae and ask him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care,” JaeJoong called back. “He seemed to understand what JaeBeom was saying….” He shut the bedroom door and collapsed on his bed. “Where else?” he repeated in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. “It’s Gonna Kill My Pride” – DBSK, Dangerous Mind&lt;br /&gt;021. HanGeng / KyuHyun: March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun paced the floor, listening to the conversation going on in the next room. Or, at least, half of the conversation. “No. I don’t have….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn’t really understand why Geng ge stayed on the phone with HeeChul hyung that long, and about those pants! They’d disappeared months ago, and they were horrible. KyuHyun personally was glad they’d disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, he’s convinced for one more day,” Geng said, standing at the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. “Why do you even bother?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geng smiled and shrugged. “Because he’s my friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They were ugly.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sure he didn’t think so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun lifted one eyebrow, and Geng laughed. “Okay, he knew it,” he admitted. “I think he’s just upset they’re gone before he could actually toss them.” He sobered. “March in Shanghai is always odd.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Odd?” KyuHyun asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Like it can’t decide if it’s summer or winter, or something in between.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knock on the door distracted them, and they turned to see DongHae in the doorway, eyes wide. “He’s here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun blinked. “Here? He who?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“JaeBeom.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun tilted his head. “From 2PM. Here. In Shanghai?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun glanced at Geng. “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongHae shook his head. “I don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where?” Geng asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The elevator.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KyuHyun laughed. “The elevator?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. I just don’t know why he’s here… but at least he wasn’t speaking Mandarin.” DongHae left the doorway, and KyuHyun and Geng exchanged glances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They chalked it up to DongHae and his quirks, and forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "I Was Lost in Your World With You" - Backstreet Boys, Hey Mr. DJ (Keep Playin' This Song)&lt;br /&gt;009. Yesung / Ryeowook: Spring&lt;br /&gt;Dare: Have one of your characters say "I'll give you a cookie if you do this for me." to another character.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Points if the character actually gives said other character a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;Double Bonus Points if it's a chocolate chocolate chip cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you a cookie if you do this for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung blinked. "A... cookie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook flushed. "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But... why?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I want to see if you'll start a trend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung blinked at him. Again. "A... trend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook nodded, looking his most innocent. Which, really, should have warned Yesung that this was likely to end wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you ask HeeChul? Or LeeTeuk? Or..." Words failed him. "What kind of cookie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook brightened. "Chocolate chip, with walnuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesung decided, the next day, when he went out with his jacket inside out, that spring had made them all insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cookies (he earned about 10 of them, by the time Ryeowook made them) really tasted good - and the fact that those that had ridiculed him didn't get one (Ryeowook was famous for his cookies, even if the rest of the world didn't know it yet) made them taste even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "No Reason" - Arashi, Hadashi no Mirai&lt;br /&gt;192. Writer's Choice: War&lt;br /&gt;~ Have a Secondary Character on a quest to find a list of things. They appear in the background or foreground of almost every chapter.&lt;br /&gt;BP If one item is a rubber duckie&lt;br /&gt;DBP if the other characters stop what they're doing to help this character on their quest&lt;br /&gt;TBP if the rubber duckie saves the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, why are we at war with SS501?" Kangin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk sighed. "Because they won't let Yesung talk to his friend. He's upset."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangin shook his head. "Ooookay. You know he's insane, right? Doing that musical went to his head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeeTeuk shrugged. "No more than yours did you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" HyungJoon asked. HyunJoong looked up from the junk drawer in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looking for a pencil that doesn't work any more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyungJoon lifted an eyebrow. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leader of SS501 gestured behind him. "BoA-puin needs it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby of the same group turned to look at the woman standing in the main room, a bag over her shoulder and a piece of paper in her hand. She read that paper with single-minded intensity. "Why?" he asked HyunJoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shrugged. "I didn't ask. You can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HyungJoon shrugged back. "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hadn't even opened his mouth when JungMin came in, wearing the most horrid pants he'd ever seen. "Where did you get those?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JungMin smiled. "Do you like them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," HyungJoon said flatly. "Not at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HeeChul-oppa has been looking for those for months," BoA said, and JungMin stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kim HeeChul?" he repeated, and KyuJong and YoungSaeng appeared from their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have HeeChul-hyung's pants?" YoungSaeng demanded. "You realize it's one thing to have this thing with Yesung-hyung, but HeeChul-hyung is more likely to do real damage, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's never going to know, right? I mean, you don't even talk to Yesung-hyung right now," JungMin said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng glared at KyuJong, who looked back, innocently. "Not at the moment, no," he said, reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JungMin grinned. "Good. And you wouldn't tell him, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoungSaeng threw up his hands. "I give up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A-ha!" HyunJoong announced, and handed BoA a pencil worn down to the nub. "Will that work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's great, thank you, oppa!" she said, tucked it into her bag, and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait. Doesn't she know HeeChul-hyung?" JungMin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So?" HyungJoon asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you'd better call a truce and let YoungSaeng-hyung talk to Yesung-hyung, or you'll be out JungMin-hyung," HyunJoong said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took HyungJoon almost an hour to stop the fight when KyuJong hesitated too long, glancing between YoungSaeng and JungMin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andersenmom.livejournal.com/613043.html" target="_blank"&gt;Main Table&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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