A/N: Just a heads up, there is naughty language (aka curse words) in this chapter. You have been warned!

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I did not want to wake up. The last time I had glanced at the clock the night before it had been, well, late, and I was completely exhausted. But once again, I was woken up in order to wake up others. This time I had thought ahead, and set my own alarm, so instead of a pillow to the face waking me up, I was woken up by Wings. Much more relaxing. Of course, I managed to snooze my alarm twice before finally rolling out of bed. In my extremely dazed state, I somehow managed to change out of my pajamas and brush my teeth before heading to wake up the boys.

First, I started with Taeyang and GD's room on the off chance that GD was already awake. But Taeyang was the one to answer because GD was, as usual, still asleep. He answered, sans shirt, with a sleepy "Mornin' Nikky." He gave me a slightly odd look followed by a smile.

"Morning," I said with a sleepy grin, ignoring the odd look. "GD not up?" I asked, trying not to sound exhausted. Taeyang simply shook his head, and I nodded, stifling a yawn as I turned to the next door. Time to assemble the reinforcements I knew Taeyang would need.

Repetitive knocking finally had Daesung answering the door, with a shirt this time. Who could have guessed? Plus, he seemed slightly more awake than I was. "Annyeong, noona," he greeted me with a smile and a little laugh.

"Mmm," I replied, before stifling yet another yawn. "Seungri up?"

Daesung glanced back into the room then motioned me to follow him. I came in and saw a covered figure on one bed and a shirtless Seungri on the other. Of course. One of them had to be shirtless, didn't they? These boys, I swear. Daesung pointed at his bed mate before smiling and heading into the rest room.

"Seungri?" I sat at the foot of his bed and called his name, trying to wake him up. All I was rewarded with was a groan as he to his stomach. Great. I reached over and grabbed his ankle before giving it a little shake. "Seungri. Wake up." He groaned again as raised his head up and looked over his shoulder at me.

"Noona?" He asked, sleepily.

I smiled. "No, it's Santa Claus."

Somehow he managed to smirk at me. "So I get present?"

I groaned and rolled my eyes at the maknae. "Yes, I won't dump water on you if you get up now."

"Aish," he replied as he finally rolled over and sat up. He ruffed his hair as he looked around, the circles under his eyes slightly darker than usual. "Daesung-ah?"

"In the restroom," I replied, pointing just as said boy came out looking remarkably more awake than me or the panda. I looked Seungri over as he got out of bed and put on a shirt. He seemed to be moving a little slower, and he just looked exhausted. I hoped he wasn't getting sick. Unfortunately, he noticed.

"Noona," he said, his voice dropping slightly. "If you want to see me with no shirt, just say." I rolled my eyes again as Daesung spoke up.

"Seungri-ya," the slightly older boy said as he grabbed Seungri's arm. "Do not tease noona."

I heard them begin to playfully bicker in Korean as they left the room to go wake up GD. Which left me with one problem: I had to, once again, wake up Top. The previous two days had required little to no effort on my part, since he had woken up on his own both times. Today could prove interesting. "Top?" I stood right next to the bed and reached down to shake it a little. "It's time to wake up." Absolutely no response. "To~op," I said, slightly louder and in a sing-songy voice, as I continued to shake the bed. Nada. I walked to the bottom of the bed and grabbed his foot through the covers, trying to wake him up the same way I had woken up the younger Seunghyun. "Top!" I gave his foot a good shake as I spoke. But? Nothing! Finally, now feeling fully awake and slightly annoyed, I walked back to the side of the bed, reached out and shook his upper body. I didn't pause to think about it where my hands were, but I'm pretty sure they were on his arm. Pretty sure. "Top! Seunghyun!!!" It took two tries of me calling his name and shaking him before finally he groaned. I stepped backwards just as he threw the covers off. "Good morning," I said as I laughed at the man in front of me. He struggled to sit up while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and I couldn't help but grin. His hair was all of the place and it looked adorable. It was nice to see him looking adorable instead of, well, however you would describe how he normally looks. Of course, I stopped laughing and was very confused when he looked at me and started laughing as well. "What?"

"Morning," he chuckled as he pointed at me, "Bed head." Bed head? Wha- My eyes flew wide open and I jumped from the bed, running to the mirror to see that yes, it was true. Not only had I forgotten to brush my hair, but it was everywhere. And I mean everywhere. I turned back to Top, who was still chuckling, and pouted a little. "Look who is talking!" I know it was childish but the thought that the other three had seen me like this as well was not making me happy. However, the man in front of me was not phased. He just raised an eyebrow as he sent me his signature smirk, ran his hands through his messy hair, and let it fall back, looking almost perfect. I couldn't help but let out a loud "Ugh" which caused him to chuckle. I gave him a pout as I started to run my fingers through my hair, before I turned and hurried out of the room. I just wanted to get back to my room to get ready for the day, but the sound of Top's laughter followed me out. And truthfully? I couldn't keep the smile off of my face at that sound.

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Most of the morning passed by quickly, though my practice with the Kwon twins only lasted for an hour. They wanted to practice with the others and I realized I could use the break, especially when I felt like my knees were going to collapse from shaking so much when we finally stopped. That meant I was able to watch  the others practice from about 11 onward. And in the end, it couldn't tell if it was a good thing that I was there or not.

The managers had retreated to another room to talk about, well, whatever they always talked about. Meanwhile Cho Hee and Hae Jung, who had been watching until I showed up, left to figure out what the exact schedule for the evening would be. YG had apparently called earlier concerning a change in the schedule and they needed to visit a few locations before that afternoon. So that left me and the choreographer as the two staff members "in charge". Fun times. Not that there was much that I needed to do since everyone was an adult and knew what needed to be done. So that left me with a chance to catch up on some reading, but I was actually content to just sit and watch everyone practice.

 I had been there for around twenty minutes when I noticed that GD seemed to be getting extremely frustrated. They had done the same set of moves over and over, and while everyone seemed to be getting annoyed, GD actually looked frustrated. I had a feeling it was because the part they were having problems with was during his solo part in one of the songs. The choreographer kept correcting little things he was doing, as well as what other people were messing up, but GD seemed to be taking it extremely hard and personal this time. He kept running his hands through his hair and ruffling it, letting out groans and small growls that I probably wouldn't have noticed or heard if he hadn't walked right by me a few times. Knowing that, I probably should have mentioned that they should take a break, but I didn't. Because of that, I felt horrible after what happened next.

One of the moves in the series they were practicing was where the girls crossed right behind GD as he sang. It looked really awesome since they did a zipper type move while he walked backwards through them. Unfortunately, the girls were in heels. That was perfectly normal, so I don't know how it happened, but one of the girls tripped when she was right behind GD. He was looking NOT at the mirror in front of him, so he didn't see. He just kept moving backwards and ended up stepping on her and tripping. Everyone jumped up to help as GD let out a string of Korean that I could only guess were curses due to the look on Daesung's face. He managed to get up before he turned to the girl, who was sitting up and clutching her ankle, and started yelling at her. I mean actually yelling! I had jumped up at the same time as everyone and had managed to get to the inside of the circle of people who had gathered. I was standing next to Taeyang and all of us, Taeyang included, were staring at GD, jaws almost on the floor. I finally came to my senses as I noticed the girl hiccup as she tried not to cry. I turned to Taeyang who was next to me and gave him a look, as well as a prod on the arm. I then kneeled down next to the girl as Taeyang spoke. "Let us take 10 minute break, okay?" he said, putting a hand on GD's arm. There were murmured agreements, but GD just angrily shrugged Taeyang's hand off and stalked into a corner.

I glanced up to one of the Kwons, Don, who was standing on the other side of the girl. "Go and get one of the managers, okay?" He nodded and ran off as I turned to the girl. "Are you okay?" Stupid question, I know. She shook her head, holding one hand to her ankle, the other was in front of , I'm guessing to keep from crying more. "Is it just your ankle?" She just looked at me, confused and in pain, so I turned to Taeyang who was standing above me. Luckily, he understood and he repeated my question in Korean, to which she nodded. I pulled her hand away and gently undid the high heel she was wearing, being careful not to jostle her ankle too much. I could tell I failed by the small noise she made, and I couldn't help but wince. I brought her other ankle to compare, and, unfortunately, the injured ankle was definitely swollen. Not by a lot, but it was noticeable.

At that moment, two of the managers ran in. I let them take my place as Taeyang spoke to them, and was trying to listen in when I heard more raised voices. I turned around to see GD swatting Seungri's arm away as he said something to him. I couldn't tell what it was, but the tone of his voice and the sad look on Seungri's face as he turned away told me enough. Seungri was always joking around, smiling, and trying to make everyone happy. To see my maknae with that look on his face, coupled with the crying dancer behind me? That was it. Taeyang later told me that at that moment, my face took on the same look it had the previous morning when we were trying to leave the hotel. The other noonas had called it my "no-nonsense noona" look, but the others described it as my, pardon the French, "don't with me" face. Apparently? It was terrifyingly calm.

Inside? I was anything but calm. In fact, I had to bite my tongue as I walked over to GD to keep myself from doing anything stupid inside of the practice room. I grabbed his arm once I got to him, not hard, but just enough that I had a firm grip. He turned to glare at me, but I didn't give him a chance to do anything. Instead, in my calmest voice, I said "Jiyong, can I speak with you outside?" With that, still gripping his upper arm, I turned and walked out of the practice room, dragging the seething leader behind me.

"What!" He spat out as soon as we were in the hallway, door not even closed. But I didn't stop walking.

I pulled him down the hallway, away from the door, and waited for it to shut before I spoke. "What is wrong?" I wanted to rip his head off right then, I really did, but no one acted out like that without a reason.

He just glared at me. "Nothing is wrong," he said, but his tone told me different.

"Obviously something is wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have snapped at that poor girl or Seungri!" I managed not to shout, but my tone had changed from calm to... not friendly.

"It's none of your business!" He replied, before he pointed a finger at me. "And what the hell do you think you are doing? You have no right to pull me out of there!" He poked my shoulder to emphasis his point, and I lost it. That little bit of control I had left? Gone.

"I have every right!" I said as I smacked his hand away. "You were being an for no apparently reason to a girl you injured! What gives you the right to take your frustration out on someone like that?! Do you think that because you are rich, you can act like a spoiled prat and get away with it?! That no one will say anything because they're afraid of you?!" His expression turned to one of shock as I continued. "She obviously is hurt now, and all you could do was yell at her! Did you even think about how she felt?! No! You were just angry and frustrated so you yelled at her! And then! You yelled at Seungri, when all he was trying to do was make you feel better!" I proceeded to copy his move from earlier, pointing at him as I continued. "Get your head out of your and realize that you aren't the only one working your off for this show, got it?!" I poked his shoulder at that last bit and was rewarded with his expression changing back into a glare.

"I could have your job for treating me like this," he said, his voice no longer loud, but probably more scary than before.

That right there was the wrong thing to say. You see, at that point my anger was enough to keep me from being intimidated. In fact, it had the opposite effect. Instead of intimidating me, it just infuriated me even more. The level of my voice dropped, and all I could do was glare at him as I spoke. "If you are going to act like this, you can have it. I'd rather go back home than work with a spoiled, rich ." I hissed out the last word as we glared at each other. This stare off lasted for a good thirty second before he threw up his hands, let out a growl, and stormed off in the opposite direction from the practice room. It took a few seconds before I let out an angry growl myself and crossed my arms, staring after him. Of course, as soon as he had turned the corner, my thoughts calmed and my face fell. I thought over the conversation and my expression became one of horror. "Oh god," I said out loud. "What the hell did I just do?"

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A/N: A frustrated GD + An angry Nikky-noona looking out for her maknae (yes, HER maknae) and a dancer = A yelling arguement in a hallway. Well... this will be interesting, don't you think? ^_^