“W-what?” I asked, disbelief coloring my tone.

Kyuhyun shot me an amused look before stretching indifferently.

“I told your precious master you will be staying with me for the duration of your stay here”

I stared at him, not sure whether to be grateful or suspicious.  Apparently Kyuhyun must have caught on to my train of thought because he rolled his eyes and added,

“Relax, I don’t want anything from you.  I mostly did it because I wanted to piss him off”

He chuckled and I couldn’t help but shake my head.  He seemed to have a gift, he always knew how to push people’s buttons.

“He agreed to that?” I asked, not hiding my doubts.

If I could choose one word to describe Yesung, it would be possessive.  Kyuhyun put on the smirk that I knew so well as he answered,

“Hell no, he practically smashed his fist through my face.  Sadly, he held himself back.  It’s a pity, I was looking forward to taking that son of a down”

I rolled my eyes, trying to stay on topic.

“So how exactly did you get him to agree?” I asked, truly curious.

“I told him the truth.  I told him you didn’t want to see him.  As soon as I said that, he got this weird look and walked away.  I think that bastard might actually like you”

I waved of his comment, not wanting to think about Yesung or the letter he wrote right after he me.  At this particular moment, I had nothing but ill feelings towards him.  The idea that he claimed to love me made me sick.

True, I was the first to admit that I knew nothing about love, but I was still pretty certain about one thing.  You don’t hurt the one you love… not like that.

I blinked, realizing I had dazed off.  I quickly looked back at Kyuhyun only to see him still talking,

“… such a pretentious !  I would have shoved his face into the mud and…”

I rolled my eyes again when I realized that Kyuhyun was still rambling on about what he would do to my master if given the chance.  I allowed myself to zone out again, idly fiddling with the tea cup in my hand.

“Hello?  Ryeowook!”

I jolted out of my stupor at the sound of Kyuhyun’s voice.  I looked at him blearily and asked,

“What?”

He sighed in irritation before repeating,

“I asked you if your little prince can really shoot”

It took me a minute to figure out what he was talking about, but after a moment I realized he was talking about archery.

“Yeah, he actually can.  His father started his training when he was just a kid.  Now, he’s the best in our kingdom.  I’m sure you’ve heard all the stories about him, how he can split his own arrows from 100 feet away.  Those stories aren’t fake, I’ve seen him do it with my own eyes”

I expected Kyuhyun to look surprised or even a little intimidated, however his smirk only grew.

“Have you heard stories about me in your kingdom?” he asked.

I shook my head.  If there had been stories about Kyuhyun then I would have recognized him when I first saw him.  He was simply another stranger to me.

His eyes glinted mischievously as he chuckled,

“That’s good.  I’ll be the dark sheep that topples the prince”

At that point, I finally remembered the archery tournament.  I furrowed my brow and questioned,

“How can you be so confident?”

Kyuhyun shot me an arrogant look and laughed,

“I’m this kingdom’s best kept secret.  Your darling master may have been training since he was little, but I was born with it.  Around here, they call me a prodigy and I’m the army’s trump card”

I snorted, not really believing all his hype.  Part of me was disgusted by his blatant egotism, but another part of me actually wanted to believe he was true.

“So what?  You’re some kind of master assassin?” I remarked mockingly.

To my surprise something dark passed over his face and he clenched his fists.

“Something like that…” he mumbled, not meeting my eyes.

I was about to question him further, but he quickly changed the subject, his face once again adopting his famous smirk.

“You’ll see at the tournament tomorrow… you’ll see what I can really do”

“But didn’t your dad tell you to throw the match?”

He stiffened, but I wasn’t sure if it was because I mentioned his father or because I mentioned throwing the match.  Either way, his eyes grew fiery, and his voice took on a menacing tone,

“Just wait… you’ll see”

With that he left the room, leaving me stunned and trying to figure out what had just happened.  I couldn’t get the image of his face out of my mind.  The way his eyes looked was frightening, like he had murderous thoughts.

I shivered slightly, not sure how I was supposed to interpret his intense glare.  Truthfully, I scolded myself for being so affected by him.  It wasn’t any of my business and there was no reason why I should have cared. 

But, regardless of my rationalizations, the look in his eyes still bothered me.  I couldn’t help but think that maybe I wasn’t the only one with a dark past.  That look on his face, was one of long suffering and pain.  I knew that look well.

I didn’t realize at the time, but when Kyuhyun showed me that face, yet another barrier came crashing down…

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Sorry it's such a shprt update *bows*

On a happy note, I bought the "Break Down" album when I was at K-Town today

*sobs*

The booklet has a Kyuwook pic and I legitly can't contain my feels!!!

*fangirls*

Music: "Break Down (Korean ver.)" - Super Junior-M