PARADISE KISS

@Hong Siyoung She panted hard, following close to him and making sure the knives were all still there. "Thanks...~ He was.. Disgusting..!" She followed him to his house, double checking the area. It was all clear and now that was one down on her list. She would be okay for a bit, but the aphrodisiac relaxer that she used was starting to kick in. She'll have to use his shower or hurry home so she wouldn't be a nuisance.

@Choi MinHwan "This cannot go on." Gayoon replied Minwhan. "Perhaps this whole thing is all a mistake. What you believe to feel is love, is actually nothing but the warm effusion of a thankful heart?" She paused for a quick second, "You were desperate, and lost when I found you. Without hesitation I brought you to the club, and offered you a job. So for that, you want to express your gratitude towards me. We're all aware that one cannot know how grateful he is, and often times that gets mistaken with the feeling of falling in love." Gayoon continued, as she watched the younger boy, her eyes softening at the sight of Minwhan being so faithful and stubborn to his very words. To think that she couldn't trust this boy before made Gayoon feel like a fool. But no matter what, these feelings are forbidden for Gayoon. Honestly, it's also difficult to love someone who portrayed such a perfect mirror image of yourself.
Gently, she patted the piano bench and then sat down beside Minwhan. She silently reached out her hand, her fingers gently moving the hair from the other's face, and tracing down his smooth jawline. "You're like a little brother. A dongsang that I care alot about." Gayoon murmured those last few words in an act of temporary comfort. "I can only be your noona......and you can only be my dongsang, a precious little brother....."

@Choi Sulli As he watched Sulli's actions toward the unpleasant man, it made Siyoung feel slightly disgusted. It must of been awful to be in her position. Siyoung reached in his coat pocket for a cigarette which he placed between his lips. He used a lighter to spark the front of it. A shadow of smoke escaped his lips as he exhaled.
He heard Sulli's moans, knowing they were fake. Patiently he waited, pacing a bit before he leaned against the wall.
When Sulli was done, Siyoung immediately grabbed her hand. "Let's go." They ran through the crowd, blending in quite well. He knew where the entrance was, and raced toward that direction. Once escaping the building, Siyoung dragged Sulli to isolated alley-way. "We must stay hidden, so let's take this way to reach my house. It's close." He walked through a maze like alley-way, making sure no one was in sight. Somehow it felt exciting. "Damn you did a great job." He was proud of Sulli's bold actions.

@Hong Siyoung She ran her hands over her s and down her body slowly, checking to make sure all her knives, poisons and guns were concealed enough before standing and walking over to the large group, her image completely transformed.

"A-ah..~ You're the one I've been hearing about! Oh please, can't I buy you a drink? Maybe..." She had slipped passed the main guys. "We can go somewhere quiet and have a bit of our own fun?~" She slid her hand along his neck, reaching to grab her glass and pop in a pill. "This..? Ahn its just something to help me relax~" She smiled and drank it down, her mind processing.

'I've got twenty minutes before the strength wears off and another ten minutes to slip in the relaxers and cut his throat, with enough time to position the body so we can escape.' She smiled, her body slinking along his, her insides churning from disgust as he sat back, ever so smug. After dancing and flirting for fifteen minutes she finally convinced him and he led her to the empty rooms around the back, two of his bodyguards following and staying just outside the door.
I took time to undress him, getting down his confidence and even kissing him, slipping the relaxer into his mouth and waiting for its effects before slitting his throat and stuffing his face into the pre-put down towel. Couldn't leave the club a mess.
She arranged his body, making mock noises to cover up his incoherent gurgles and then faked an noise, giving it a few more minutes. She covered him up enough and then opened the door, smiling, shooting both of them in the chest and then running. "There was an accident!!" She hurried over to the table and grabbed Siyoung, running out before it got too heavy.

@Choi Sulli Siyoung had found a certain contact on his list who would be able to accompany the man into their current location. A sly smile spread across his lips, and he met eyes with Sulli. Even though Sulli was an expert and he trusted her, he still worried about her. "He's going to be coming here.. You must be careful." He says silently, making sure no one is around them. "You can do what you need to do, and take him to an empty room which lie around the area. There you can assassinate him." He said, nodding to his own words. He felt slightly nervous, because the man had a large gang which was behind his back. Siyoung would have to escape with Sulli immediately after their plan had succeeded.
After a few moments of waiting, their target had finally walked inside. Siyoung's eyes were fixed upon him from afar as he watched his movements. The man laughed as he walked with a few others who Siyoung assumed were members of the gang. "There they are.." Siyoung said silently before looking at Sulli.

@Hong Siyoung She nodded and listened close, crossing her legs slowly. "I hear he's been hanging out around the corner. If you can get someone in on it and make sure they're safe, I could spy a bit deeper." She her lips and took another sip of water. "I really hate that guy.. Selling innocent people for money... I bet he's a real er for girls... Maybe an undercover job?"

She lowered her head, eyes peeking for Siyoung's reaction. He knew what she did, but she needed to see if he full understood some of the sacrifices she might have to make. She might have to be touched.
Disgusting.
"I would of course dispose of him before his hands ever touched me." She finally added. "Couldn't have him dirtying me with those hands." She visibly shivered and held her arms. "I can't wait till he's down."

@Choi Sulli He leaned against the bar counter as Sulli whispered into his ear. Suddenly he had an epiphany when the name Sulli mentioned sparked particular opinions inside of him. "Oh that bastard?" Siyoung had heard the man's name, even seen him around. The man always gave Siyoung negative vibes, and made him feel disgusted. He would often sneak into the underground venues and intimidate individuals, cause havoc. Overall he would ruin the environment and cause harm to people. "I hate that person.. He's one ." Siyoung blurted, scoffing in somewhat disgust. He was significantly supportive of Sulli's mission, wanting to aid her however she wished. "Do you need any help? Hm.." He pulled out his phone from his back pocket, switching it on. "I have friends who would know his whereabouts." He nodded after his words, staring down at his phone screen as he swiped through his contact list.

@Choi MinHwan ************

Intentionally, Gayoon wore a long fancy dress of bright maroon, cut high in front, and scooped low in back, showing as much skin as she possibly could, since it was everything the young singer hated. Gayoon nodded one last time to confirm her reflection before heading out the door. Ordering the driver to take her to Paradise Kiss, the only place where she actually dedicated all of her love.

Finally arriving to her destination after what seemed like forever, Gayoon felt her heart skip a beat as her driver parked the car into their usual parking space. Gratefully it was still early, not many people are at the club, except her staffs. A great time for Gayoon to strengthen her walls, before it tumbles down by the end of the night. Making her way through the main lobby, subconsciously, she headed in the direction of the stage, Gayoon made a small left turn after she came to a closer sight of the piano. Standing behind the fancy instrument, she tenderly looked at the black & white keys, imagining how they would feel on the pads of her fingers after so long of separation.

As Gayoon pressed the first white key to the opening of the song, everything else followed in a fashioning order afterward. She kept her eyes on the piano the whole time she was playing that sweet ballad from an old drama, a song which counteracted to Gayoon's personality perfectly. This was a song she had learned 10 years ago when her parents--who were still alive then--tried getting Gayoon involved into an activity in school that would possibly make her more lady like.
Gayoon fell in love with the sound that came from the piano, and not just for the usual reasons, but because Gayoon thought the white keys represented her happiness, and the black keys represented her sadness. In both ways, it helped her expressed feelings that wasn't allowed so openly at home.

Back then, Gayoon's parents always told her she was gifted for playing the piano so beautifully. But sadly, it wasn't long before the family business went bankrupt. Gayoon wanted to help.... she thought she could make things better....if only she had enough support, money, and power....If only she had other talents, instead of playing piano...
Back then the words "if only" held such an important meaning. But the meaning was so imaginary, and so far away that nothing really changed just by chanting it. So again and again she was disappointed.
Playing the song, really brought back unnecessary memories... it forced Gayoon to abruptly stop when she was almost nearing the end of the piece.

The moment Gayoon snapped back into reality, she sensed the presence of another human being. Movements of near silence, his barely audible breathing was the only thing that made any indication of his presence at all. He was one like her, silent, and irrationally calm. Taking her hands off of the piano, with lowered eyelids and a serene expression, she called out calmly, "I should've known you were here all along. Please come out, if you may." After a long pause, Gayoon exhaled and said his name bluntly. "Minwhan-ah~ Just when will you learn to give up...."

[2/2 END]

Sorry if this is like super long and boring.....I should of done better.
/UGLY SOBBING.
Please forgive me.
*This is the cut down ver. I swear!*

@Choi MinHwan "Love is like a broken mirror it's better to leave it broken, than to hurt yourself by trying to fix it."


Emotions are such a power thing, won't you say? It's almost so powerful that people are willing to go insane. Just take love for example, fall in love, and its bound to stab you in the back, and if you're unfortunate it will happen. Just because the words, 'I love you' come out. Doesn't necessarily mean they are true, every person leeches off another to survive; its how humans live, its how Gayoon lived. So never in her life have she thought about caring or loving someone. But now not only was that /someone/ two years younger than her, he also resembled her in so many ways. It was almost as if she was looking at the male version of her teenage self from 10 years ago, through nothing but a cracked mirror.

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Gayoon groaned softly under her breath, before rolling over onto her back as she stared up at the fancy white ceiling of her bedroom. After that fateful night, approximately three weeks ago, where Minwhan declared his feelings through his ever so faithful actions, she managed to avoid him since then by burying herself with tons of paper-works at home. Not a very smart move, but she did it anyways.

It was then Gayoon heard her cell phone ring. Stepping on the papers strewn all over her bedroom floor, she picked up her cellular device which was mercilessly tossed to a random corner the night before.

A text message.

She already knew who it was from. Gayoon had never learned the man's name, but she called him 'Manager Kim' he was the one that hired all of Gayoon's employees, since Gayoon never had time to do so herself.

From: Manager Kim
To: Boss
Boss, remember the boy you picked up three weeks ago? It's his debut stage tonight, and he really wants you to be at the club to support him tonight.
Are you coming?

The message was clear and simple, just a little too straightforward for Gayoon's liking. With irritation slowly building within her body, she tossed the phone back to the corner, as she sat down on the floor, with her hands in her hair. The longer she sat in the fetal position, the more frustrated she got, and not to mention along the way she couldn't help but yielded to the regretful feelings which rapidity crowded to her heart.

Cold. That was all Gayoon was suppose to feel. Everything around her was suppose to be dull, weary, and lifeless. But then, Minwhan came along and knocked down her walls, the walls Gayoon tried so hard to build. Out of everyone she'd encountered with, Choi Minwhan with his baby face, managed to bring some colors into her black and white world.

At this point, everything seemed to pass in slow motion around Gayoon. It was as if time was punishing her for breaking her very own vow to never care for anyone, and also for the unknown sins threatening to drag her life out until nothing was left to wither away.

If only she didn't make that left turn on that stormy night.....
If only she didn't get out of her car in that raining weather....
If only she didn't offer that umbrella....
If only she didn't take him in.....
If only......

"If only," Gayoon scoffed with a hint of disdain in her level voice. "How sad, considering the fact that wrong decisions has already been made by me." Gayoon's careless actions and foolish choices clearly showed just how much she belittle her own vows, the one where she swore to never make any decisions she will regret in the future.

With a low scowl, Gayoon placed her hands flat on the floor as she jumped up. Enough with all the negativity, nothing's gonna change with her mopping at home. So instead of regretting her decisions, she should take actions to remedy the situation. Maybe a conversation with Minwhan will help the situation more than just avoiding him.

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[Part 1]

@Hong Siyoung She smiled and cracked her knuckles, tossing the dissolvable paper in . Moving a bit closer to him, she whispered enough so he could hear but others couldn't. "I'm supposed to get a black market master. He's been selling strays and kidnapping more. I've got to take him out today or else he's landing a big sale." I took a sip of my water and looked at him. "Ever heard of him? Papa Black?"

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@Choi Sulli Siyoung was overtaken by the great crowd who's cheers were louder than ever. The flow of music had deflated the voices, accompanying his smooth rap. For his final song, his hair was already messed up in a somewhat seducive manner, and his forehead consisted of beads of sweat from the previous hype. Once the performance was over, the crowd continued its animalistic behavior while Siyoung stepped off the stage with a towel, dabbing his forehead and cheeks gently before tossing it away. He was turned his head and attempting to catch a sight of a female whom he was closely aquainted with. 'Where was she? Ah, so many people.' Siyoung thought as he squinted his eyes to catch a more sharper image. When he finally sighted her, Siyoung raced toward her direction. "Yo, Sulli!" He called out before finally reaching her, with a slight smile across his face.

For a slight moment Siyoung could not help but to observe her figure, a male natural instinct. She appeared elegant yet somehow attractively dangerous, like the lady she was. He smiled along with a quick nod from her words, a bit out of breath as he listened. "Thank you, thank you. You're too kind, I'm glad you could enjoy that. I put in a lot of work and it feels great to be appreciated by you." By this point his breathing was a lot more stable. "Well the people who enjoy my music give me a strong drive, they motivate me and I enjoy being on stage and expressing myself. You know, ahah." He chuckled after speaking his sentence in a loud yet calmingly deep voice. Siyoung notcied the paper Sulli was holding, and raised a curious brow wondering if it was what he was assuming. "So.. Any new targets? You need help with anything? You know I'm here for you anyday." Siyoung confessed boldly, yet somewhat in a reserved manner. Even though Sulli's side-job was quite surreal and as if this whole scenario was straight from a movie- It was reality. He knew her heart was hard after the lives she had taken, but she only took down the bad people who invent larger problems. Someone needed to take them down, and Siyoung trusted Sulli which motivated him to help her.

@Hong Siyoung Sulli couldn't help but bounce and bob to the feel of the rapping that was coming from the middle of the stage. Up on stage, Siyoung was rapping, the passion so obvious on his face. He loved what he did, so it seemed only fair that Sulli should bounce to the music. She waited for the music to fade before walking over to one of the tables, texting him her position and taking the time to quickly check her hitlist. The name on the paper was one of the top blackmarket sellers, who began kidnapping and selling the captured. He was known as Papa Black, but his real name was Chris Nupeli, and his hideout wasn't too far from here. After checking his route, Sulli would catch him and leave no trace. She couldn't think about him for long though.

Soon, Siyoung walked over and she smiled, waving a hand. "Hey! You did fantastic! I loved listening to you! The club is pumped for sure now, after such a performance." She giggled and handed him a glass over pre-ordered water. "I got it just in case you were.. winded. I don't see how you do it, Siyoung. What gives you such a strong drive?" I listened closely to him, and biting my bottom lip. He was such a good friend, and he was also very attractive, which was a fantastic extra. It sometimes got a little hard not to stare. But I kept my eyes on his, nodding to his words.