"Would you like anything to drink with your meal?"

"Can I  get some Chateau Marguax?"

"I'm sorry, but we cannot give you wine since you are under age."

"Alright, fine. Just give me some pepsi or something."

"Here you are," the flight attendant handed over a plastic cup filled with pepsi to the guest. He had gentle but cat-like eyes and his skin glazd with an olive tone. Pitch black and straight hair covered his forehead with plastic like skin.

He advanced his hand forward to take the cup from the flight attendant and their hands touched slighty. While the guest just smiled, the flight attendant became flustered, turned pink and moved on to the next guest who was sitting beside him.

"Arigato~" he to said her with a smile.

"You're welcome, Kai-kun. If you need anything, just call me!" she winked at him as if she thought no one else was watching.

The person sitting next to Kai turned to him and asked in Korean, "how does she know your name?"

"Secret~" he smirked at the guy and put on his headphones.

'How did he know I'm Korean?'  

Kai knew he hadn't said anything in Korean until now so there was no way this guy would figure out he's not Japanese. This bothered him, so he turned up the volume and tried to focus on the movie he was watching.

-

"So you can't find one of your bags?"

"Yeah, it's red and it says my name on it."

"Ok, let me see your passport and boarding pass"

"Here," Kai handed over his passport to the officer at the 'Lost And Found' in the airport.

The officer was dumbfounded when Kai took out a green 'Republic of Korea' passport and even more suprised when he read his name, "Kim Jong In?"

"Yes." he replied back in Korean this time. All this time the officer was speaking in broken English because he thought Kai was Japanese.

"Why didn't you tell me, kid?" the officer ajusshi looked pissed at him. "Ok, nevermind. Just hold on one second." He picked up the phone and dialed the 'Luggage Department' to check if they had found a red bag with 'Kai' written on it.

He hung up and looked at Kai with dissapointment, "I'm sorry, kid but they said they checked everything and they can't find it. But don't lose hope, give me your phone number and as soon as we find it, we'll give you a call. Stuff like this happens all the time and we always end up finding it sooner or later." he assured him.

Kai didn't care about the bag. Nothing mattered to him more than the address he had written down on it that he needed to go to.

'Hyung... how do I find you now?'

"I don't have a phone number because I just came back from Japan." he explained to the officer

"Then who are you staying with in Korean? You must know their phone number."

'How do I tell him I have no one waiting for me? How do I tell him I don't even know where I'll be staying?'

All the hope Kai had for Korea was lost with the bag. If only he didn't leave the address in his jean's pocket he had packed in the red bag.

"0118-XXX-XXX" a familiar face entered the room. Kai turned around and saw the man who was sitting next to him on the plane walk over and give out his phone number. "I'm this kid's uncle. We came back from Japan together... well I went to get him. Anyways, please call me once you find the bag."

'Wait, what?'

Kai had no idea who this man was and why he was calling himself his uncle and spouting all this nonsense but he didn't know how to reply so he just kept quite. Maybe it was for the better. Whatever it was, he just stuck to it for now.

The officer looked concered as he looked at Kai's shocked face and then back at the 'uncle', "Is that true, kid?"

"Y-yeah..." he didn't know what else to say.

The man grabbed the black bag Kai had with him, "If you don't mind, we'll be leaving now."

-

Without hesitation, the man called a taxi and as soon as it arrived, asked Kai to sit while he put the luggages in the car trunk with the help of the traxi driver.

As Kai sat down in the car, all the memories of his childhood gushed into his brain, overwhelmingly. The scent of the leather in the taxi reminded him of when he was going to the airport, his eyes filled with tears and his heart aching, hoping to hear his dad say "Jongin-ah, Kyungsoo called for you!" but that never happened.

'Why didn't you call, hyung? Were you angry at me for leaving so suddenly? Did you hate me?'

"Woah... are you crying?" the stranger who was apparently Kai's uncle asked as soon as he sat down next to him.

Kai had a few tears racing down his cheeks but he hadn't noticed until it was pointed out by this man. This man who he didn't even know but was his 'uncle'.

"I wasn't crying!" Kai quickly wiped his face, "I was looking for something under my seat and something went in my eye."

"Don't worry too much about the bag," the man patted Kai's shoulder, "they found mine in 2 days last time, so don't worry!"

-

"Why did you say you're my uncle? How do you know me and why are you being so nice to me?" Kai knew there had to be catch but this man didn't look suspicious at all. He gave him a warm feeling inside, someone like a father, with his soothing voice and gentle looks.   The man didn't turn to face Kai, instead he turned away and looked out the taxi window, "Do you remember when you were dancing on the street in Osaka for money?"   'Oh... how does he-'   "I saw you there and ever since then, I knew I had to have you. I guess you can say I was attracted to you through your charisma and the look in your eye. Like something was there, although invisible but you could sense it..."   Kai was lost. He had no idea what this man was talking about but this still didn't answer his question.   "So what's the catch?" he asked the man, "and how did you know I was Korean from the begining...? Wh- who are you?" Without a word, the man turned to Kai and placed his hand on top of Kai's. This had chills running down his spine.   'What the heck is he doing?'   Kai was about to slap the hand away but the strange man said, "I want you to train and work for our company."   "What? No... wait. I'm confused. What company? What work?" all these strange thoughts went through his head. What if he wanted him to work at a host club and dance for people or pole dance or something? What if he...   'Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into?'   The man saw Kai's forhead wrinkle up and the worried look on his face, "in other words, I want you to be an idol."   This day was full of surprises for Kai. But the offer didn't seem that bad. It had always been Kai's, or no, Jongin's dream to be a dancer and perform on stage like H.O.T or Shinhwa did but that dream disappeared when Jongin turned into Kai... because he had no dreams. His only wish was to turn back time and see hyung one more time and say goodbye.   "But there is a condition," the man's hand detached from Kai's.   'Of course there is... there always is!'   Kai saw this coming from the moment he said this man