Title: Lova-&-Hate: Are we?

Author: KeyChainn

Date written: 4-8-10

Idols included in the story: SHINee, snsd, etc

copyrighted~

 

~Chapter 1~

     “I’m 17 now... And I’m going to Japan!” that’s what I said, but today instead of being in Japan, I am in Seoul. Yeah, I know, Korea’s a great place, but I want to be in Japan. I mean h-e-l-l-o… Cosplay and anime is in Japan, not Korea. Actually, anime has nothing to do with me going to Japan. And hey, how will I survive here? If it’s my best friend Wilfaye in my place then she must be nose bleeding now because of joy. She can speak Korean, write Korean calligraphy, knows a lot about Korea, ert when it comes to kpop. While I, who was in a deeply confusing situation, can speak Japanese, write Japanese, knows a lot about Japan, and undeniably, also a kpop addict. But I know more about anime than kpop. So I was supposedly in Japan! How can I possibly get through this?

      Then the thought hit me like a Frisbee soaring in the park. Ouch! That hurts too much. Anyway, why shouldn’t I try? 

      To make this oh-so-clear situation clearer, my name is Nash. I was in 2nd year college with the degree of Mass Communications, Major in Broadcasting and Advertising. Just this March, i finished the 4th semester with no sweat but sad to say, i can't continue my studies for now because of financial problems. What? Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm not too brilliant to become a scholar. So instead of killing myself to bore, i decided to find a job abroad even if it goes up to two years. After that when i have enough money saved, i'll continue my studies.

       My parents didn't immediately approve. They said life while working abroad is hard. But being the person who knows myself the most, i know i can somehow manage. I may not be very experienced regarding the ups and downs of life but wouldn't learning new things and facing new challenges also fun? That's what i thought, so last April, i went job-hunting and found a job as a scriptwriter in a show? and guess where? Japan! Yeyy! The country is good, somewhere that i'm safe from being hit my bombs and grenades. and take note, the salary is better. 

       By the end of May, i bid goodbye to my family, basically with tears in my eyes. Hello~ that's normal. Before my flight to Japan, i stayed a week in Manila, preparing all the papers that i'll need. and 3 days before my flight, my boss rang me up and told me to reissue my ticket for Korea. He also said that i'll be working there as a personal assistant of a celebrity. Huh!? Kiss my ! How could a scriptwriter go down to a P.A.? Not bad if the celebrity i'm working for would be ultra famour like G-D or my idol, SuJu's Kim Heechul and would give me a high salary. But what if... That time, my mind is full if what ifs but since i only got 3 days to go, i can't decline the offer.

       So here i am, cold in the airport, waiting for someone to pick me up. Seoul is really fantastic. You know, clean, advanced, nice, modern, and trendy. But since i'm too troubled ending up in Korea instead of Japan, mianhe Koreans, i can't see the beauty of your country right now. Give me time to recover, and I will *sobs*. Anyway, where the heck is that guy? I’m talking about the guy that Mr.Woong, my travel agent, told me. He said this guy is his nephew and I’ll probably stay at their house for the meantime. Good thing Mr.Woong is nice to me.

             Brrr… It’s really cold here and I’ve been waiting 3 hours for that nephew of Mr.Woong to pick me up. I’m absolutely clueless about this place except for the showbiz industry. My best friend kept bugging me about it and I got interested. Speaking of, I wonder how my friends and family are now. So I grabbed my cell phone from my pocket and messaged a few friends. I posted “Waiting for the love of my life to pick me up” as my shout out in Facebook. Then I added, “From Seoul, with love.” I hugged myself as a strong gust of wind swept on the entire area. I looked around and it’s getting dark already.

      I decided to go inside a cafeteria to drink something. There were many people. I went to the counter and ordered coffee and a chicken sandwich. I can’t find a vacant table that I could have all by myself so I asked a guy in hood, baseball cap, and dark glasses if I could sit next to him. Without even hearing out his answer, I sat down feeling sure that it’ll be okay with him. I was about to begin eating when I caught him looking at me. Oh, crap, I forgot not all Koreans speak English. So I stood up and then, “Can I sit here?” I pointed to myself and then to the chair. He didn’t say a word. He just kept staring at me then took a couple of fries and munched it. Grrr… I sat down and focused on my food.

      “Miss, what is wrong with you?” I was dumbfounded when I heard him speak. Woah! What a big surprise, this jerk could actually talk.

      I went totally blank. And god knows what to say. So there I was, sitting in font of him with my mouth half open.

      And did you know what the jerk did? He laughed! Not a happy giggle but a sarcastic, unpardonable chuckle. Damn it! I was pissed but awed at the same time. His lips look so darned y. And his lines of teeth are so white. Not to mention, his nicely shaped nose. Oh God, I don’t know what else to think. What I know is that behind those dark glasses lies a pair of dazzling, attractive eyes. Lucky bastard, huh? And guess who’s on my mind by that time? My love, my life, and the reason for my existence, Key of Shinee. Waaah!!! Not just that he closely resembles him but they do look alike. Wait, no! No! This guy is not a million miles closer to Key. Never!

      So I pretend that I’m unaffected of his looks and managed to say, “What the heck is your problem, old man? I was trying to talk to you and you refused to answer. Now you’re speaking all of the sudden?”

      His face grew serious. I think I went a little overboard with what I said. “I didn’t answer you because I have no intention of letting you sit with me on this table.” Calmly but strongly, he said.

      I can’t believe this guy. “How conceited can you get!?” I almost yelled. He panicked a little and people started looking at us. He tried his best to hide his face with the hood.

      “Hey, cat got your tongue?” I teased.

      That was then when I hard a girl scream and said, “That’s Key over there!” as she pointed on him.

      I looked at him in surprise. His face turned sour and then hurriedly stood up. I thought he was gone. Not until I felt my hand being pulled and I was dragged in no time outside the coffee shop. “Wait, no! How about my luggage?” I remembered it parked beside the table. Good thing I have my shoulder bag with me.

      “Run. This way!” he said as he even dragged me harder. Why does it have to be me? Honestly, during that time, instead of jumping for joy because Key is dragging me to nowhere, maybe hell, I was really scared. I mean, scared, afraid, frightened. I can’t understand myself.

      I looked back and saw a fleet of girls running after him. They were screaming his name like crazy.

      I found myself with him jaywalking across a road. We ran pretty far and I’m dead worried about my luggage and the guy who supposedly picked me up a few moments ago.

      “Here!” he pulled me into an alley. “Let me go!” I tried to run away. “Shut up!” he said. Let me tell you this, the only thing that could get me to shut up is anime and scary professors in the university. So when he told me to shut up, I didn’t shut up.

      By the time the wild animals passed outside the alley, I yelled for help hoping that they would hear me and save me from this beast. “He---…” Next thing I knew, he was already kissing me; full force. Waaah! Not a smack or a torrid kiss, just a long, steady one. And whether I admit it or not, I am in heaven. So while the wild cannibals passed outside the alley, I was floating. And let me tell you this, he’ a good kisser because if not, I won’t shut up.

      And when the fleets of girls were gone, I pushed him away. “What the---“

      He laughed. I’m talking about a huge laugh. Then he just can’t stop laughing that he even clutched his stomach. “That… That was a bonus! Whoo!” he said between laughs.

      I rolled my eyes, “Poor guy, can’t even stop himself from going insane.” Then I walked out of the alley.

      “Hey, Miss. Wait up.”

      “Don’t you dare follow me, you jerk.” I continued walking back to the shop.

      “Hey, it’s not like I really want to do it, okay? I could kiss thousands of girls without forcing them.” He even bragged. “Can I just even know your name?”

      I gave him a fake smile, “No.” then walked away.

      What a total disaster. I met the guy I was really crazy for and discovered he is such a jerk. Grrr… What now? It’s okay, I was really turned off. Like hell would care, duh. I should forget all about it since there’s no way I’ll ever see him again. Key of SHINee, goodbye! But honestly, it’s still hard to believe.

      I went back for my luggage at the cafeteria and fortunately it was still there, safe and sound. So I dragged it back to the airport, hoping to find the guy Mr.Woong sent.

      I sat in one of the benches and waited.

      “Hi! Are you Nash?” a guy in a cargo shorts and hooded yellow jacket asked.

      “Yes. And you’re?” I asked back hoping this is the guy my boss was talking about.

      “I’m Yamamoto Jun. Uncle told me to pick you up here. Sorry, I’m late. My classes had just ended.” He said with an apologetic smile.

      “Oh, it’s okay.” I stood up and pulled my luggage.

      “Let me help you with that.” He offered and took it from me. I thanked him. Woah! He’s nice, huh? I remembered Key. If only that guy was as nice as this one, then I probably fell in love right away. Speaking of, what was he doing in that cafeteria?

      Anyway, we rode Jun’s car that was parked outside the airport. I learned during the ride that that he was funny, and goofy. He learned English because he grew up in the US and is currently having vacation in Korea. Also, he was a simple person with uncomplicated thoughts.

      Crap goes the weasel, eh? My first day in his foreign country seemed not so good. But I hope for the better and I dream for the best. Whatever troubles I’ll be facing here, I promise I won’t back down.

~end of first chapter~ 

(omo~ chingu! Hi hi there!~ this is my first chapter .. and i'm excited with the backfires . haha .. lol .. i mean comments .. please don't be too harsh, this is my first fic. mieo~ i'll be back tomorrow, please read it.)

 

main character:

Nash Dominique