A/N: Hurray! :D The Sherlock MV came out!!! YEAAAAH! I like the dance! It's SO cool! And it's SUPER complex, even more so than Lucifer! ...The only bad thing is, this song is making me want to learn the dance...and Lucifer took me MONTHS to learn, so if this one is even harder...then...HURRAY! More dance practice! 8P I'd have to say my favorite part is when Minho jumps over Key in their rap...that was just AWESOME. Anyway~ I should probably get on topic with the story now :P I appreciate all the comments/subscriptions/views everyone :D I love getting comments :P It makes me feel special and lets me find the inspiration I need to continue writing this story even though I'm not 100% positive where for sure I want this story to go after the next couple chapters or so...if anyone has any ideas, please don't hesitate to tell me :P

The offer is also still up for who you'd like to see in the story. I've got one request so far and guess who that would be? (drumroll) 2PM! Hurray! I will try my hardest to put them in, it might be for a paragraph or two, but...I'll put them in for you my dear reader Notperfect! I'd also like to thank you (notperfect) for reading this whole time and giving me encouraging comments :3 Thank you so much! So for being awesome: this NEXT chapter (the one after this one) will be dedicated to you - I would have dedicated this one to you but it's kind of sad...so...I'll try and give you a happier one ^.^

I hope you all enjoy this chapter :D And I'm super sorry for my rambling author's note - I'm excited for this story :P 

When the cold wood of the broom touched his fingers, Onew felt bile rise in his throat.

He didn’t want to do this.

Please.

He had been secretly hoping that maybe, even if it sounded cruel, that Jonghyun would get the manager mad enough that he would do it himself – but apparently, someone out there wanted to make Onew’s life harder than it was.

This was very nice of them. So, very, very, nice of them.

His hands where so sweaty that he almost dropped the broom, which wouldn’t have improved the manager’s mood surely, but he managed to hold on to it with what little strength remained in his fingers, which were trying desperately to keep him from doing this horrid crime.

He forced his face to remain blank, and his eyes to remain even further so, as he quietly, but sternly, told everyone to move.

Maybe it was a good thing he was in those musicals and in drama class as a child. It was easier hiding how he felt that way.

Key, Minho and Jonghyun did so reluctantly, unwilling to let Taemin take the punishment, but knowing that they had no choice.

Onew rose the broom, testing the weight, trying to stall for time –

“Do it now. Make it hard.” The manager’s cold voice whispered in his ear.

Onew gulped, not knowing that the manager had been there because he had been so focused on his own thoughts, and nodded reluctantly. He hated the lack of emotion in the manager's voice.

“Yes, sir.”

And with that, he took a deep breathe, lifted the broom up once more, saw Taemin’s hands clinch into tight fists against the wall, saw the dancer’s body go as tense as a bowstring, and – and he swung.

Taemin bit down on his lip, hard enough to make it bleed, when he saw from the corner of his eye, Onew’s shadow raising the broom up.

Why is the manager making hyung do this?

He saw it in Onew’s eyes, when the manager had told them to line up, he had seen the guilt, regret, and deep sadness…but he hadn’t been sure then what it had meant. But now he did.

Onew didn’t want to do this to them.

But – the look on his face...Taemin had never seen Onew look so serious…or so scary. His eyes were black, his face was emotionless…the smile that was always there, on his lips and in his eyes, the one Taemin and everyone else that knew Lee Jinki loved - it was gone. And that scared Taemin. More than the broom that was soaring towards his hips.

The pain that suddenly shot up his spine hurt. It hurt a lot. It hurt so much that he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped and the tears that were attempting to blur his vision.

But that pain was nothing compared to the horrible fact that Onew had just hit him.

Taemin smiled sadly.

He doesn’t mean it though.

….

Right?