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  <title>ninja!teuk saves the day!</title>
  <subtitle>♥r.a.i.n.n.e</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-11-01T04:50:47Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:77383</id>
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    <title>icon post!</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T07:13:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T07:16:54Z</updated>
    <category term="icon post"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/aDvvF.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bloszjf.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/kangblaso.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeh5245f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] f.t. island&lt;br /&gt;[3] son dambi&lt;br /&gt;[3] park shin hye&lt;br /&gt;[3] han hyo joo&lt;br /&gt;[4] tablo + kang hye jung&lt;br /&gt;[4] girls' generation + shinee&lt;br /&gt;[5] f(x)&lt;br /&gt;[6] yoon eun hye&lt;br /&gt;[10] super junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTAL:&amp;nbsp;41 icons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yehfg4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeha54fcopy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeh53f4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeh5245f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/fg54f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/afgb45.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/tgh45gh.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/d54gh.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/5f465b.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/aDvvF.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/aeuif4de5f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/sf1xG.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/5fg45h4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/5ghj7485.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/54h85k.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/g54h64.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/g54h65h.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/f5g6tyy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dambiiudh.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dambisijfrpio.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dambixdofg.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/f65sg64.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/s6f4g6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/taeng65dg4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hyojoofsgjjkk.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hyojooasuihdf.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hyojoosfhuig555.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/chsflg54.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dhoae12.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/kanginlkd.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/mind6g85n6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bloszjf.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/blos4r2g.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/amberiuzhfg4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/krysudghff.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/lunauidg5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/suldfjgh.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/vicrsuhof.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/chinchiniaode.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I lost my skills throughout the semester D:&lt;br /&gt;comment and credit if you're going to use this crappy batch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo credits to: &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_omonatheydidnt' lj:user='omonatheydidnt' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/omonatheydidnt/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/omonatheydidnt/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;omonatheydidnt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tutorial credits to: &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_haenbokcookie' lj:user='haenbokcookie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/haenbokcookie/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/haenbokcookie/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;haenbokcookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;post will be locked after 72 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:76595</id>
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    <title>I fail *bows*</title>
    <published>2009-08-07T14:48:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-07T14:48:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://rainnemeow.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/383"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rainnemeow.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/384"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 776px;height: 343px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o4/michi_nk/asd.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;As much as advocacy calls for me to not to attend this one (or just even promote) I just can't! Fandom is just too strong to even control these days D: Oh well, Kpop fans I do hope to see you guys here and let's all spazz till the end of the event XD&lt;br&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:74088</id>
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    <title>Party Themes</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T04:28:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T05:28:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Title: Party Themes&lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G (for crack and...xD)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kyuhyun/Donghae&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kyuhyun and Donghae fights over the dorm's Halloween theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;requested by &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_merashun' lj:user='merashun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merashun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; from my &lt;a href="http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/73232.html"&gt;fic meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was only a week away from Halloween and Leeteuk thought of an idea to celebrate the event. &amp;ldquo;Everyone, gather up!&amp;rdquo; He called the others who were busy doing their own thing. Everyone got up lazily and dragged their tired feet to the living room. &amp;ldquo;Halloween&amp;rsquo;s coming up in a week and we need an activity.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes! We need sweets!&amp;rdquo; The candy-minded Sungmin shouted while enjoying his strawberry flavored lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Putting that thought aside, I was planning on a party for the event. And we need a theme.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Twilight is pretty famous so I say vampires. Vampires are the trend these days.&amp;rdquo; Kyuhyun voiced out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Finding Nemo&amp;rsquo;s much better than that movie! Plus its much more colorful that that dull movie.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;So you think talking fishes are better than vampires?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re just saying that because you&amp;rsquo;re a vampire and your race is jealous of OUR race.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who would want to smell like salt every single day? That&amp;rsquo;s gross.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You think drinking blood isn&amp;rsquo;t gross?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Shut up!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, you shut up!&amp;rdquo; The two said in perfect unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You two, go back to your rooms and think carefully what you did wrong tonight.&amp;rdquo; Leeteuk pointed towards their shared room. As door closed behind Donghae's sulking back, Leeteuk said, &amp;ldquo;With those two gone, our theme is&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I told you vampires were better.&amp;rdquo; Kyuhyun whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donghae sighed, &amp;ldquo;Now that we&amp;rsquo;re wearing these Barney costumes, yes its better.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>fic meme</title>
    <published>2009-06-21T07:24:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-24T05:30:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first FIVE people to REQUEST in this post gets to have a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they HAVE to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I only write SNSD, Super Junior, and others (F.T. Island is getting to me and SHINee!!) fics.&lt;br /&gt;b. As much as I would want it, please do refrain from requesting yaoi/yuri fics. I can write them...but!! its harder!! xD I have to like, sit down for six hours just to write something decent xD&lt;br /&gt;c. I say yes to crossovers as long as its Super Generation :D I'm biased...xD&lt;br /&gt;d. Highest rating might be PG-16. No smut or lemon or anything related to that subject...xD I'm a kid at heart :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Stole this meme from &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_merashun' lj:user='merashun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merashun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, requested a YulHae/HaeRi fic from her because I'm deprived...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE&amp;nbsp;LIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_merashun' lj:user='merashun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merashun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kyuhyun/Donghae &lt;a href="http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/74088.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_myfadingmelody' lj:user='myfadingmelody' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;myfadingmelody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leeteuk/OFC&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>20 Donghae icons~~</title>
    <published>2009-06-14T11:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-01T04:50:47Z</updated>
    <category term="icon post"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;hahah i'm going to school tomorrow~ &lt;br /&gt;first day of university here I go!! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this icon post is for &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_merashun' lj:user='merashun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://merashun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merashun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I promised her these..xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=000201yb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/000201yb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0003tg6qcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/0003tg6qcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:65713</id>
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    <title>Icon post~ and some rants~~</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T01:46:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-01T04:50:43Z</updated>
    <category term="icon post"/>
    <content type="html">ahhh my bias is really getting to me these days..Is it because of the fact that I'm starting school in two weeks and I'm having mixed emotions about it? Yeah I probably am..and maybe because of the fact that we won't be dorming anymore scares the hell outta me!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I just wish my cousin would take me to the station every tuesdays and thursdays....because we're in the same building and we have the same schedules. o(&amp;gt;3&amp;lt;)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sleepy and my back's hurting from yesterday's trip and...I wanna eat more brownies...&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this icon post is dedicated to &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_chupark' lj:user='chupark' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chupark.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chupark.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chupark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_leafypeach' lj:user='leafypeach' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://leafypeach.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://leafypeach.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;leafypeach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] SNSD (yuri and sooyoung biased)&lt;br /&gt;[3] SHINee (key, taemin &amp;amp; onew only) &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;cuz I hate jonghyun's hair and I can'y make a pretty minho icon&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21] Super Junior (donghae biased~~&amp;hearts;)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 34 icons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=000gw2kw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/000gw2kw.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0000e7q9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/0000e7q9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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    <title>rainne_yuumei @ 2008-12-13T12:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-13T06:26:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-17T16:19:04Z</updated>
    <category term="angst"/>
    <category term="fanfiction"/>
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    <content type="html">Title: The Masquerade &lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Angst&lt;br /&gt;Concrit: I really, really want one.. &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Through a ball, they met. Through a mask, they saw each other. Though time, they fell in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Seriously, this is the first time I'm writing fluff and I really didn't know what to write. Everything written in here was just a sudden rush of ideas, especially during economics class. The plot was just something that came across my mind when I saw the poster for this fic. Everything in this fic was inspired from pictures of the main artistes, weird. I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make everything feel Christmas-y but I don't think I achieved it though. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="246" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/post001vs8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text=" Not one of them could be recognized by merely looking at them as their faces were hidden behind intricately decorated Venetian masks. "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Christmas eve, all of the most prestigious families in the country come together to attend the annual Royal Masquerade Ball. The ball would always be held in one of the most luxurious hotel in the country, hand-picked by the King himself. That particular year, they chose Seoul for the venue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As your car enters the perimeter of the hotel, trees would be in sight. Each and every tree in the driveway was decorated with twinkling Christmas lights hanging from its branches to resemble fireflies surrounding the trees. Ice sculptures illuminated by lights of blue, pink, yellow, and lime green were scattered along the bushes of the driveway and in the garden. The most exquisite sculpture was of Cupid&amp;rsquo;s and it can be found standing on top of the center of the fountain in the center of the circular driveway leading to the glass door entrance of the hotel. Once you pass through these two glass doors, your eyes will feast on the splendor it has to offer. The white marble floors were sparkling under the light given off by the diamond chandelier that was hanging over 20 feet from the ground. The ceiling was designed to be like that of a royal&amp;rsquo;s during the reign of the French monarchy. The marble walls by the doors that lead to the garden were covered by tapestries embroidered with rich and warm colors of scarlet and gold, made especially for the winter season. If you turn to your left upon entering the glass doors, you can find the concierge sitting behind the table made out of redwood inlayed with lacquer, elegantly crafted to resemble real flowers and vines, as if it grew on the table. Each and every room is styled to perfection, each different from the other to satisfy the variety of tastes their guests have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you enter the Marie Antoinette hall, a ball like no any other will welcome you. Maidens were mingling and dancing along the heavenly waltz played by the orchestra. The men were in their tuxedos discussing the political crisis of the country, accompanied by their dates in their colorful ball gowns, opera-length gloves and romantically styled hair. Not one of them could be recognized by merely looking at them as their faces were hidden behind intricately decorated Venetian masks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the masked crowd, there &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; was in her red ball gown and her white opera-length gloves. Her long black hair was tied up in an elegant French bun, her skin showing off its glow through the d&amp;eacute;collet&amp;eacute; neckline of her dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the hall, there &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; was, smartly dressed in his tuxedo. His hair was made into style, unlike all the other men who had theirs parted and gelled back. He was holding a glass of champagne, having a small talk with the other men merrily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee!&amp;rdquo; A woman in silk, pearl white dress called. The maiden in red turned to see who it was that called her as it was easy to get parted from your companions in the event as everyone had masks worn. Only those with wary eyes could see the small distinct designs that differentiated each mask from the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Boa&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; The woman in red uttered the latter&amp;rsquo;s name. Boa skipped her way to her, her curls bouncing up and down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve been looking for you, where have you been?&amp;rdquo; Boa asked as she saw him, the man who was her betrothed. He was exceptionally dashing to her that evening, especially that innocent smile of his that she grew to love more and more each passing day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ryeowook ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She breathed, &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She was at a loss for words. Yeonhee covered her mouth with her hands, showing her freshly manicured nails, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m speechless.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man chuckled a bit before taking his hand in his, placing a soft kiss on it. &amp;ldquo;Between the two of us, my fair lady, it should be I that is speechless. It is&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; His voice trailed off as he knew that she was getting flushed with embarrassment, Boa was still there, watching them amusedly. And then, he continued, &amp;ldquo;a crime for you to wear such a mask that hides your beauty, my love.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; lifted the glass of champagne and saw the tinsel shine through the contents of the glass. He let out a small smile as he laid eyes on a mistletoe. And then he saw her, what is she doing here? He asked himself as he hurriedly tried to blend in the masked crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong!&amp;rdquo; He heard her call him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey Tiffany&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He faked a smile as he made his way towards the woman with smiling, half-moon eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where have you been? I was looking all over&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I apologize for having you do that extraneous task, my lady.&amp;rdquo; He lied, placing a kiss on the back of her hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight was nearing, the most awaited part of the celebration. The glorious fireworks display made by only the masters of the craft was yet to appear. The orchestra played Tchaikovsky&amp;rsquo;s Waltz of Flowers, pressing the fact that Christmas was just minutes away. As the gentle music filled the hall, all the men bowed down to ask the hand of their fair lady for the last dance of the night. The women, in turn, placed their soft hands in theirs and started swaying along the music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; gently placed her head on Ryeowook&amp;rsquo;s shoulder and let it rest for even just a short while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; looked away as she looked up into his eyes, hoping that he too would look at her with the same love she had for him. But, Tiffany was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; let him sway her around as the song&amp;rsquo;s melody got stuck in his head, soon enough he was already humming it. It was time, he told himself, to tell her those words that truly expressed how he felt about her. Ryeowook held her closer and whispered, &amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; avoided her eyes, because in doing so, he felt guilt eat him up. By merely holding her, he already felt badly about it, what more with dancing wherein you have to trust your partner in leading you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it came, the fireworks that turned into vivid ornaments of the night sky. Everyone stopped all of their movements and looked up through the glass ceiling to watch the display of lights. The stars were shining, but the iridescent glow of the light show shone brighter in contrast of the alluring night sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; held his head down and then, he saw &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;. Her silk red gown flowed down to the white marble floors, her milky white skin shone through the night lights, and he found her beautiful. If only I could see her face, he thought to himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; looked down from the skies to her betrothed and saw his face watching the light show. And then, her eyes looked past him and saw &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. His slightly messed up hair covered a part of his Columbine mask, embellished with shades of green, gold and black, his full and pouty cherry lips stuck out as if waiting for a kiss, his tall nose and well-defined jaw line made him striking even with the mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; was looking at &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;, as she was looking at him. The two of them hand their eyes fixed on each other, as if time had stopped. He smiled at her and it melted her heart almost instantly. It was a good thing that her mask wasn&amp;rsquo;t like his, hers was a Medico Della Peste which covered her face fully, or else he would have seen her face flushed. As the clock was about to strike twelve, the guests of the party started a countdown, a countdown to the moment that everyone would remove their masks to reveal their identity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten. Tiffany looked down from the skies and tried to start a conversation with him, but failed as Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s attention was focused on her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine. Yeonhee snapped back to reality as Ryeowook held her hand, &amp;ldquo;Beautiful aren&amp;rsquo;t they?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight. Her betrothed&amp;rsquo;s phone vibrated in his pocket. He turned from her, and answered it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven. &lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; wore a frown on her face as business took him away from her, again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six. &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Ryeowook exclaimed with a shocked expression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five. He jerked his hand away from her, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry Tiffany.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four. &amp;ldquo;This arrangement just wouldn&amp;rsquo;t work for me, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three. With that, Jaejoong weaved through the crowd to &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two. &amp;ldquo;Yeonhee, your father&amp;rsquo;s been rushed to the hospital.&amp;rdquo; He told her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. Ryeowook held her hand as they headed for the exit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero. &lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; stood still at the very same spot she had occupied a moment ago, his mask in his hand. &lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; took one last glance at him but he was nowhere to be found. &amp;ldquo;Merry Christmas!&amp;rdquo; everybody cheered in unison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee is there someone else?&amp;rdquo; He asked as he took a sip from the porcelain cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; She asked, putting down the cup and saucer on the marble table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;If there&amp;rsquo;s someone else in your heart, may I know who it is?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She answered truthfully. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t even know if this feeling I have for that person is love.&amp;rdquo; A smile crept along her face and she turned to him, saying as she reminisced that moment the two of them had their eyes locked on to each other, &amp;ldquo;I met him at the Masquerade Ball.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did you see his face?&amp;rdquo; He asked, surprisingly, without any bitterness. He was too calm for a lover at a time like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee shook her head. &amp;ldquo;No, I didn&amp;rsquo;t get a glimpse of him.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryeowook reached out to touch her cheeks. He caressed it with his thumb, &amp;ldquo;You will find him, and I swear it to you, my lady.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong what happened to Miss Hwang?&amp;rdquo; His sister, Minkyung, asked as she was watering the plants in their garden while he was engaged in a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I told her that I cannot be with her anymore.&amp;rdquo; He told her bluntly. &amp;ldquo;I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t stand for an arranged marriage.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed, &amp;ldquo;So typical of you my little brother.&amp;rdquo; She plucked a flower and handed it to him. &amp;ldquo;You will eventually find your flower lady, so keep this until that day.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong was surprised as to how Minkyung found out about his real reason for ending his engagement with Tiffany, even if he didn&amp;rsquo;t tell her a thing about the said matter. He thought about her as he spun the red flower in his hand, and he smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time had passed quickly as winter came. That year, the ball was to be held in Japan, hosted by the Jung family. Jaejoong was quite relieved when he heard that it would be his best friend who would be hosting the event because that meant that he would be able to see through the list of guests and find her. He just longed to see her like so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;How do you even know she&amp;rsquo;s going to come?&amp;rdquo; Yunho asked as he walked around his friend who was painting a portrait of &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know.&amp;rdquo; He simply told him. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just hoping that she will.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, if she does come, how will you know it&amp;rsquo;s her?&amp;rdquo; He stopped and turned to his friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well,&amp;rdquo; He laid the color palette and the paintbrush on the wooden table. He smiled at the portrait and said, &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll just see when we get there.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho peered in the painting and saw a woman in red; she was in the middle of a masquerading crowd. Her back was facing him; she was clutching her mask at her back, as if waiting for someone. &amp;ldquo;And what do you plan to do when you see her?&amp;rdquo; His eyes never left the painting. It told him a story, an unfinished story. And he was very anxious to see what was going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know what Yunho?&amp;rdquo; He stood up from the stool and turned to him, &amp;ldquo;Just wait and see it for yourself, because even I do not know what will happen ok?&amp;rdquo; He gave him a small pat on the shoulder. &amp;ldquo;Patience.&amp;rdquo; He reminded him before leaving his friend staring at him as he left the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee&amp;rdquo; Her mother shook her softly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her eyes and sat up straight. She rubbed the sleepiness off her eyes before greeting, &amp;ldquo;Good morning mom.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gently stroked her daughter&amp;rsquo;s hair, &amp;ldquo;Your father and I have been talking.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It has something to do with Ryeowook breaking up with me, right?&amp;rdquo; she asked groggily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s time you get married, sweetie. You&amp;rsquo;re already at the right age and we decided to have you wed to someone who can give you and your children a bright future.&amp;rdquo; The old woman hung her head low. She and her husband were not the type of parents who would force their child into something. It&amp;rsquo;s only that they had no other choice left because Ryeowook left her. They had to do something to ensure her future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter saw all of it and smiled, &amp;ldquo;Mom its okay. I don&amp;rsquo;t really mind.&amp;rdquo; She lied. At that exact moment, she told herself that she would see him, for it may be the last time she&amp;rsquo;ll get to see him as Lee Yeonhee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That year&amp;rsquo;s Masquerade Ball, hosted by the Jung Family, resembled a winter wonderland. Stepping inside the party hall made one feel like he or she entered a different dimension. With shades of blue and silver and small hints of red, yellow, orange and pink, it looked like it was snowing inside the hall. Hanging from the ceiling were replicas of snowflakes in larger sizes, replacing the chandelier. And only a select few of these snowflakes had mistletoes hanging from them. The floors looked so slippery that it resembled ice, even the walls. That&amp;rsquo;s why, for the ladies in their pumps, walking became so frightening for they might lose their balance and fall on their bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women were in their gowns in shades of white and blue. And &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; stood out from the rest with her white gown that had the color of ice in Greenland. Around her waist was a thin, silver belt that showed just how slender she was, her arms had black gloves and a silver bracelet on her wrist. On her feet was a pair of midnight blue shoes that had metallic silver embellishments. Her long and dark hair was curled at the ends, tucked behind her ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; stood beside his friend in welcoming the guests, of course in their masks, in hopes of seeing her. He wore the exact same mask he did the last time, hoping that she would recognize him by it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t there by Yunho where he found her. It was somewhere else, and it looked like it was taken out of his portrait of her. She only stood by the dancing couples, watching them longingly. Oh how much she had missed dancing with someone special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; approached her with a light tap on &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; bare shoulders. She turned to him, first with a surprised expression which slowly turned into a happy one, as she gave him a smile. She knew it was him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held out his hand to her, &amp;ldquo;May I have this dance with you?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without even thinking, she took his hand, which made her feel warm all over. They danced, as if no one else was there, just the two of them. Their eyes never left each other&amp;rsquo;s gaze. No words were uttered through out the dance; it was just silence and pure bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dance ended, it was only then that Yeonhee turned to look somewhere else. Jaejoong noticed this and lifted her face up to look only at him. &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears started to surface, but she held them back. &amp;ldquo;I think, I really am in love with you.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her. &amp;ldquo;Same here. Why don&amp;rsquo;t you and I talk somewhere private, sound good to you?&amp;rdquo; She nodded as he led her away from all the others, hand in hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Before anything else, I just want to tell you that this might be the last time we meet as we are.&amp;rdquo; She told him as she sat down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And why is that?&amp;rdquo; He asked her calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am bound to marry someone else.&amp;rdquo; She bit her lip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now, that&amp;rsquo;s two things we have in common.&amp;rdquo; He once again, smiled at her, making her feel happy. Only this time, he smiled at her without his mask, he removed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of his full face sent shivers down her spine. She had seen him before in a photograph shown to her by her mother. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re Kim Jaejoong, am I right?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;How did you know who I am when I haven&amp;rsquo;t told you yet?&amp;rdquo; He asked. &amp;ldquo;You must have been stalking me!&amp;rdquo; He joked, causing a smile from the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have seen you in a photograph my mother had shown me not too long ago.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you really Kim Jaejoong?&amp;rdquo; She asked, not fully believing that he was him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I really am Kim Jaejoong. And you must be Lee Yeonhee, my bride.&amp;rdquo; When she heard the last words that left his mouth, she could no longer hold the tears back. It was of happiness and she couldn&amp;rsquo;t hold back. He wrapped his arms around her as she cried in his arms, contented. Never had either of them thought that through a masquerade, something would bloom from two strangers who knew nothing of each other.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:56760</id>
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    <title>rainne_yuumei @ 2008-11-27T20:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T12:48:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T12:48:08Z</updated>
    <category term="rants"/>
    <content type="html">KIM RYEOWOOK YOU ARE WAY TOO ADORABLE FOR WORDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this video my sister asked me to watch and I was like, &amp;quot;When is wookie speaking japanese?? I wanna hear him nowwwww!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;And then after Donghae greeted the fans, ack!! ryeowook!!&lt;br /&gt;The humbleness and the overwhelmed expression on his face was priceless!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I here anyways? I should be doing my math project!!&lt;br /&gt;aish...I should just wake up at 3am tomorrow and finish it...my sister's still painting my paper black as her punishment for being a major piss off today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;AM&amp;nbsp;JAEHEE&amp;nbsp;DEPRIVED!!&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;NEED&amp;nbsp;JAEJOONG&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;YEONHEE&amp;nbsp;TOGETHER!!!! TT-TT *points at the ultimate jaehee icon over there*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:56384</id>
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    <title>Icons post!</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T12:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T13:33:05Z</updated>
    <category term="shinee"/>
    <category term="davichi"/>
    <category term="icon post"/>
    <category term="snsd"/>
    <category term="dbsg"/>
    <category term="wonder girls"/>
    <category term="lee yeonhee"/>
    <content type="html">xD i'm back again with my noobish-ness!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] DBSK&lt;br /&gt;[1] Jang Ri In&lt;br /&gt;[5] Super Junior &lt;br /&gt;[11] SNSD &lt;br /&gt;[1] Wonder Girls&lt;br /&gt;[1] Davichi&lt;br /&gt;[2] Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;[3] SHINee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total: 28 Icons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the rules. NO HOTLINKING. Upload into your own server and CREDIT &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gf654h654v.jpg" /&gt; 2. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/212bxz.jpg" /&gt; 3. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/df4j6swzs.jpg" /&gt; 4. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hj5l56dg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hj354jk54f.jpg" /&gt; 6. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dfz321k321.jpg" /&gt; 7. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/xgh65jlk654.jpg" /&gt; 8. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gjk654jo54y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/strrtdyt.jpg" /&gt; 10. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/g5j5j.jpg" /&gt; 11. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/df5nhj5bv.jpg" /&gt; 12. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gh54hj54j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/080704mubankvely16jesssyu5copycopy.jpg" /&gt; 14. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/xcv546jk54k.jpg" /&gt; 15. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/cvgh321b21.jpg" /&gt; 16. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bh4jk4hjgf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/54fh54f.jpg" /&gt; 18. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/j65jk6.jpg" /&gt; 19. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/df.jpg" /&gt; 20. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/65hj65gf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hjjkiok.jpg" /&gt; 22. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/d654654hj.jpg" /&gt; 23. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dh4f54.jpg" /&gt; 24. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gf5hj54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hj654j54j.jpg" /&gt; 26. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bn51j5j.jpg" /&gt; 27. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/54j54h5g4.jpg" /&gt; 28. &lt;img alt="" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/xv1gh2n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:56247</id>
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    <title>resources!</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T02:23:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-08T04:44:26Z</updated>
    <category term="resources"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Jaejoong thread @ soompi&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee's Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yuibkk.multiply.com/"&gt;Yubikk &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! Korea&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_dbsg' lj:user='dbsg' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dbsg/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dbsg/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dbsg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_lauismaday' lj:user='lauismaday' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lauismaday/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/lauismaday/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauismaday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_sooyoungaday' lj:user='sooyoungaday' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/sooyoungaday/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainne_yuumei:56008</id>
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    <title>Unsought Anamnesis</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T15:32:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T15:32:51Z</updated>
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    <category term="fanfiction"/>
    <category term="jaehee"/>
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    <content type="html">Title: Unsought Anamnesis&lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 (for language and some scenes)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Drama/Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Concrit: Yes please~♪&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Misunderstanding falls upon a couple that lead to a tragic accident. What happens when all that is left are those unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 05 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;Unnie!&amp;rdquo; A five-year-old Yeon Hee called her as she ran in her mud filled clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She quickly glanced at her stepsister as she made her way to her. The child beamed at her. &amp;ldquo;Unnie look what I made!&amp;rdquo; she revealed of what seemed to be a cat made out of mud. &amp;ldquo;Is it pretty?&amp;rdquo; her eyes twinkled, waiting for her answer, which should be a yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She frowned at her silence, &amp;ldquo;Unnie don&amp;rsquo;t you like it?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Go change at once, you&amp;rsquo;re already covered in dirt.&amp;rdquo; Yeon Hee smiled once again as she made her way towards the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where do you think you&amp;rsquo;re going, you filthy child?&amp;rdquo; She knew to whom the voice belonged to, it was from their aunt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I was just about to wash up and change&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yeon Hee answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No matter how much you wash yourself, you&amp;rsquo;re still filthy.&amp;rdquo; She scoffed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Auntie, isn&amp;rsquo;t that too much to say to a five-yead-old?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Zhang Li Yin, who taught you to talk back to your elders?&amp;rdquo; She raised her eyebrows at the reading teenager. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo; She apologized and continued reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smirked. &amp;ldquo;And you.&amp;rdquo; She turned to Yeon Hee who kept staring at them. &amp;ldquo;What are you still doing here, you filthy little brat? Or is it in your father&amp;rsquo;s blood to stick your nose into other people&amp;rsquo;s businesses? Get out of here.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how Yeon Hee was treated around the other family members. She was despised deeply for a mistake both her parents commited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mistake that was sure to happen in an arranged marriage, where both parties clearly had no interest with each other. Infidelity is a sin that can be committed easily, for price greater than anything else. They both knew that the other was in another relationship, and they both respected that. It was only by mistake that Li Yin came to the world. Nevertheless, they took great care of her. Her coming to the world didn&amp;rsquo;t stop them from continuing their sinful relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only when Yeon Hee was about to come, which was thirteen years later, when they realized that they had something for each other. And the time that that happened was only when Mrs. Zhang&amp;rsquo;s lover left her to deal with Yeon Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also by that incident that the whole family found out about their secret. Since they loved the two so much, they had no other choice but to channel all their anger and hate towards Yeon Hee, who was innocent of all of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she came to find out about their sin, she never blamed her parents for the way she was treated, she only blamed herself. Both of their parents pitied her, this pity often built to feelings of jealousy within Li Yin&amp;rsquo;s heart.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee ah!&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong called the maiden as he sprinted towards her. She smiled and waited for him. &amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;He was quite out of breath and seeing her in a baby pink Sunday dress on the perfect summer afternoon, left him breathless. He handed her the bouquet of roses he had bought earlier, which she seemed to have taken to her liking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Happy anniversary.&amp;rdquo; He greeted her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled sweetly at him, enough to melt his heart away. And then, she did the thing he least expected her to do. She threw the roses at him, which left some wounds on his handsome face. &amp;ldquo;You jerk&amp;hellip;you told me you&amp;rsquo;d make me happy.&amp;rdquo; Her expression instantly changed to a dark, and melancholic state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee I&amp;rsquo;m so sorry&amp;hellip;I didn&amp;rsquo;t mean it. I-&amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I hate you!&amp;rdquo; she shouted at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee! Yeon Hee! Yeon Hee!!&amp;rdquo; He tried calling her to stop and listen to him. But she didn&amp;rsquo;t, as she jumped off the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah!&amp;rdquo; Heechul shook him. &amp;ldquo;Yah! Wake up!!&amp;rdquo; he kept on shaking him violently, seeing that he won&amp;rsquo;t wake if he shook him gently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong opened his eyes, sweating profusely. &amp;ldquo;It was just a dream&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he murmured. He-then turned to Heechul and examined the surroundings. Heechul was standing to his left, sighing with coffee in his hand. Sooyoung was at the other side of Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s bed, sleeping on the plastic chair where she was seated. And there she was, unconscious. Her head was covered in nothing but bandages. And her face, her beautiful, and angelic face was nowhere to be seen. Half of it was covered in bandages and the other half was filled with noting but cuts and stitches. She was&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly. And all of it was because of him. He took her frail, cold little hand in his and kissed it. &amp;ldquo;Please wakeup soon.&amp;rdquo; He begged to her who was like a lifeless doll at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The splashed some water onto her face. It pierced her skin at the moment it made contact with her face. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t sleep. The events on that evening alone were enough to exhaust almost anybody to drown themselves into the darkness of the night. However, Eun Ah wasn&amp;rsquo;t like everyone else. Unlike everyone else, she didn&amp;rsquo;t just watch the fight between Jaejoong and Yeon Hee; she started it. Unlike everyone else, she didn&amp;rsquo;t just walk away, feeling no guilt about it; she was filled with it. Unlike everyone else, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t just any random acquaintance or friend; she was her best friend, Go Eun Ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eun Ah&amp;hellip;you&amp;rsquo;re supposed to be happy right? You got a chance to show him your love right? You got a chance to tell him that you&amp;rsquo;ve loved him for five long years. Heck you even got a chance to kiss him. Why the hell are you still feeling guilty about it?&amp;rdquo; she slapped herself. &amp;ldquo;Why the hell are you supposed to be happy anyway?! Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s dying and it&amp;rsquo;s all because of you!&amp;rdquo; she shouted at herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;D*mn you d*mn you d*mn you!&amp;rdquo; she cursed herself. She cursed herself for being like that. She cursed herself for doing that. She cursed herself for not having the courage to let go of her emotions for him. Lastly, she cursed herself for having to fall for the same guy her best friend loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Go Eun Ah&amp;hellip;you have no right to be happy&amp;hellip; screw you&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;</content>
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    <title>12th Bride</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T15:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T15:22:10Z</updated>
    <category term="12th bride"/>
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    <content type="html">Title: 12th Bride &lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG (just to be safe) &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy/Romance &lt;br /&gt;Concrit: Yes please~♪ &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kim Jaejoong is not your average hot CEO. And Lee Yeonhee is your feisty violinist. What happens when they get together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 05 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that Friday when Lee Yeonhee said her first hello to a steak in fifteen years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also that Friday when Kim Jaejoong found someone to be added in his Special People List. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you&amp;rsquo;re probably wondering what this list is all about and what is its purpose. This list is comprised of those people who Jaejoong found interesting. When Jaejoong says interesting, it refers to someone or something that has a unique twist in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these interesting people on the list is none other than Kim Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s best friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jung Yunho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why he&amp;rsquo;s in this list? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one. He wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s best friend if he wasn&amp;rsquo;t in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two. Its because of his fa&amp;ccedil;ade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jung Yunho has a fa&amp;ccedil;ade. When a person first looks at Yunho, they&amp;rsquo;ll all say the same thing. He looks smart, responsible, and manly. And all of those assumptions are true. When he starts speaking, on the very minute his voice resonates around, everyone turns their attention to him. His words are always precise, never failing to make any misconceptions, polite, never failing to offend anyone, yet strong and proud like the man that he really is. A true leader, that&amp;rsquo;s what they always call him whenever the spotlight turns on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are always different behind the scenes. When you get to really, really know the oh-so-hot, and manly Jung Yunho, all their assumptions shatters. Because Jung Yunho is&amp;hellip;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.RUMOR.MONGER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who habitually retails private, scandalous or sensational and often inaccurate information. One example of this other side of Jung Yunho was seen when he tagged along in one of Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s dates. It was the one when he took Kim Bomi to the movies. While waiting for the movie to start, Yunho started blabbing about the gossip that&amp;rsquo;s circulating in their company at the time. Suddenly, he started telling them about the gossip about Bomi&amp;rsquo;s allegedly bitchy side. The poor girl ended up walking out, weeping. It was still unknown whether Jung Yunho did that on purpose or it simply slip off his tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more person who is in the said list is none other than pretty boy, Park Yoochun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Jung Yunho, Park Yoochun does not have a fa&amp;ccedil;ade. Rather, his way of thinking is really eccentric. How you may ask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman looks at Yoochun, they would not hesitate to take another look at him, a real head turner. Of course, who would forget his smile? The smile that can melt even the coldest of a woman&amp;rsquo;s heart. And that voice, the voice that could kill any woman who would hear him speak in English, sing or even say a simple &amp;ldquo;hello&amp;rdquo;. When someone meets him and get to really know him, they would learn that he is a really sweet person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However&amp;hellip;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Park Yoochun starts sitting face-to-face with his laptop&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people&amp;rsquo;s jaws start dropping ten meters from their skull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the world&amp;rsquo;s hottest models, Park Yoochun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hellip;.started both his fan site AND ANTIfan site, runs both of it AND constantly updates it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell us the reason why on that Friday, Kim Jaejoong wrote Lee Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s name on that list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays are always time for Jaejoong and his friends to spend time together and just laugh about the things they had done for the week. However, on this particular Saturday, only panda-eyed Jung Yunho was able to accompany him. And&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop laughing about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hyung&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Yunho called his attention. Jaejoong looked at him with his big, already teary eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&amp;rdquo; Unfortunately for Yunho, Jaejoong isn&amp;rsquo;t the type of person who can easily hold back something, especially his laughter. The worst part for Yunho is&amp;hellip; Jaejoong would NEVER stop laughing at something until it completely disappears from his sight. And Yunho&amp;rsquo;s panda eyes would just be there in front of him until the day ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong ah!&amp;rdquo; The already irritated Jung Yunho tried to call his attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong laughed out loud, already clutching his stomach, and already tearing up from laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho sighed. In cases like these, he already knew what to do. The only way to make Jaejoong stop is&amp;hellip; &amp;ldquo;HAHAHAHAHAHAH-ouch!!&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong winced in pain from Yunho&amp;rsquo;s smack and rubbed the back of his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Aren&amp;rsquo;t you even going to ask how I got this?&amp;rdquo; he pointed to his left eye as he lowered his sunglasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;N-no!&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong managed to answer as he broke into another fit of laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah! Kim Jaejoong do you wanna smell earth?!&amp;rdquo; Yunho growled as he smacked him again in the exact location earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ok fine&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he sighed. &amp;ldquo;What happened to your eye?&amp;rdquo; he asked sarcastically. &amp;ldquo;Oh wait! Let me rephrase that.&amp;rdquo; This time he said that too enthusiastically it scared Yunho. &amp;ldquo;What did Seul Gi do to your eye?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo. Jaejoong, once again, hit the jackpot. &amp;ldquo;Well..after I rested for some time after I got home, Seul Gi was there sitting beside me on our bed. And then she woke me up in this really seductive tone and do you know what she said?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What did your Seul Gi say?&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong asked quite bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;She said I was CHEATING ON HER!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow&amp;hellip;did you really cheat on her?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! Anyways, it turns out that she rummaged through my quote unquote bags.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I got the wrong bags at the airport! And someone named Lee Yeonhee has ALL of my things!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s eyeballs almost popped out of its sockets. &amp;ldquo;Did you just say Lee Yeonhee? My beautiful, wonderful, lovely, and gorgeous Lee Yeonhee?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just not quite sure with the &amp;ldquo;your&amp;rdquo; part. This is all because of mom! If she never insisted that Lee Yunho sounds soooo much better than Jung Yunho this would have never happened!&amp;rdquo; Yunho is right. His mother keeps on insisting that her last name sounds much better than her husband&amp;rsquo;s. What she did was label all of her gifts to Yunho with the initials LYH that stands for Lee Yunho instead of Jung Yunho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yunho&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other man looked at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there they were, standing by the doors of the Lee Residence, waiting for it to be opened. Just as Yunho was about to press the doorbell again, the door swung open and revealed the always smiling face of Mrs. Lee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong sshi! I didn&amp;rsquo;t know you were coming.&amp;rdquo; She said as she gave him and Yunho a slight bow. The two returned the bow in respect. &amp;ldquo;Come in!&amp;rdquo; she said as she lead them inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I should&amp;rsquo;ve called before coming. I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo; He paused. &amp;ldquo;Is Yeonhee here?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes. She&amp;rsquo;s in the art room. If you want, I&amp;rsquo;ll call her for you.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No. It&amp;rsquo;s okay, We&amp;rsquo;ll just find her.&amp;rdquo; He declined with an angelic smile plastered on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ok. The art room is upstairs, fifth door to your left.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the two found the door that&amp;rsquo;s supposed to lead them to the art room, they heard gunshots. And they were coming from that room. Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s heart started pounding. &amp;lsquo;What if someone&amp;rsquo;s shooting Yeonhee? What if she&amp;rsquo;s already bleeding to death there? Aish!&amp;rsquo; Without any hesitations, Jaejoong opened the door and called out Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s name. She was there, standing, breathing and still alive, not bleeding and most definitely, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t injured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However&amp;hellip;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was carrying the thing you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t see every girl like her hold, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shotgun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gun was pointed at the life-sized standee of Jaejoong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; her mother nudged her. &amp;ldquo;Wake up.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t wanna wake up&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she groaned. &amp;ldquo;That Kim Jaejoong forced me to eat a poor cow mom!&amp;rdquo; She just smiled at her daughter who was hiding under her pillows. &amp;ldquo;It was horrible! Do you know what happened? I just got a nightmare! I dreamed that I was in a slaughterhouse and I was about to kill a cow!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee that&amp;rsquo;s just a dream.&amp;rdquo; She assured her. &amp;ldquo;Anyways, Jaejoong sshi sent you a gift.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;At this time in the morning?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes honey. Here&amp;rsquo;s the note he left with it.&amp;rdquo; She handed her still sleepy daughter Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Yeonhee, &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m sure by the moment you read this, you have just woken up. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to brighten up your morning with this gift. And so that you will never miss me. &lt;br /&gt;Saranghae~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jaejoong &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell is that?&amp;rdquo; she rubbed her eyes as her maid came in her room with a huge picture of a half naked man. When she looked properly at the face of the half naked person in the life-sized standee, only the words &amp;ldquo;WHAT THE HELL KIM JAEJOONG!&amp;rdquo; came out of her mouth.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong called her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you doing here?&amp;rdquo; she asked coldly, aiming the gun at the head of the standee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wanted you to meet my friend Yunho!&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong told her enthusiastically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh really?&amp;rdquo; she turned to them, put a sarcastic smile on her face and greeted Yunho with a short &amp;ldquo;Hi&amp;rdquo; and shot the head of the Jaejoong standee. Bull&amp;rsquo;s eye. And the best part of it was, Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s picture was now covered with blue paint. And Jaejoong was there to see it himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Actually, that&amp;rsquo;s not what I came here for&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong twiddled with his fingers. &amp;ldquo;You see&amp;hellip;Yunho lost his things at the airport yesterday&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s too bad for you Yunho sshi.&amp;rdquo; She said coldly while aiming another shot at the Jaejoong standee&amp;rsquo;s *ahem* left nipple. While Yunho was trying his best not to send a glare to Yeonhee, even if he knew that she would&amp;rsquo;nt even care if he did that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And I heard that the same thing happened to you, right love?&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong popped that question immediately, quite shocked from what Yeonhee just did to [i]HIS[/i] standee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah it did, why&amp;rsquo;d you ask?&amp;rdquo; and she got another bull&amp;rsquo;s eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, Yunho here got your things&amp;hellip;and we think that you&amp;rsquo;ve got his.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee dropped her gun. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re Lee Yunho?&amp;rdquo; she asked, almost whispering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah.&amp;rdquo; He replied coolly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later, the two homo sapiens came out of the Lee Residence with almost rainbow colored clothes, good thing Jaejoong thought of returning the precious violin to the predator named Lee Yeonhee or they could have walked out of her home looking like clowns who jumped in an olympic sized swimming pool filled with paint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hyung, are you serious?!&amp;rdquo; Yunho snapped at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he sighed. &amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s just my type&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong ah listen to me!&amp;rdquo; he shook his friend. &amp;ldquo;I, Jung Yunho, am willing to divorce Jung Seul Gi so that you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have to marry Lee Yeonhee.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And I, Kim Jaejoong, will not take that offer my friend, even in a thousand years.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering what picture jaejoong used for that standee its &lt;a href="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/kim%20jaejoong/2058343917_048f0bde11_o.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>field trip blasts part 2!</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T11:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T13:47:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">so where was I?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...well the cave exploration was really one heck of an adventure..A lot of people got their chucks broken. I only told them this, &amp;quot;A shoe in exchange for that kind of adventure? I'll take it anytime!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the major reasons why I chose tourism as my first choice in college and not some other courses that Lorrainne would usually take like business courses or law. I love to travel and getting to know new places or just plain getting away from the comfort of my own home and showcasing the splendor of the place even if there isn't really anything fascinating about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to our buses, we had to stop and wait for everyone else. We waited in this field over the mountains. Let me tell you something about it, it was your usual plain, what made it special was the fact that we were surrounded by fresh mountain breeze and the fact that everyone was having so much fun just by listening to the 2 leaders of the class bicker at each others' group, namely the Trez Manyakis (I know!) and J4K (just 4 kikayz). when we were really, really close to the bus, we had to cross the river again, only this time, we were very thankful that it was there. We cleaned our shoes and took off the dirt that clung on our feet during the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tell you how rude the other schools were to us because I know you wouldn't want to hear me rant my journal away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we got in the bus, we started eating our lunch. since the roads were so bumpy, I had a hard time eating my lunch. So I started packing my food away, raised my hands up in the air and shouted, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;I QUIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; The next thing I did was listen to Big Bang hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, we arrived at the national park. After a good 20minutes for lunch, we headed to our next cave, the batcave. No, this is not batman's lair...xD The guide told us that we had to walk 2kilometers. I told myself, &amp;quot;2 kilometers? Oh well...hwaiting!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, we started to grow weary and started slowing down, it was then when Janick started singing &amp;quot;glamorous&amp;quot; and then we started saying, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;quot; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous caves, I was singing Christina Aguilera's song (i forgot the title) &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;Coz I am beautiful in every single way, and MUD can't bring me down oh~&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; Yeah..I changed the lyrics...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the biggest tree in the Philippines, let me tell you this, because of it enormity, we all thought that the tree was a mountain cliff..its THAT big! There was also a time when we had to cross only with the use of a bamboo stick! It was really frightening along with the humungous centipedes there...eww much? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheh we finally arrived at the batcave, me and Jasmine started camwhoring around the place...xD After a few minutes, began our trekk back to our beloved bus...yay...another 2 kilometer walk, which resulted in sore legs two days after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to our bus, I started watching Attack on the Pin-Up Boys. Since the light from the outside was a real nuisance with my movie watching, I covered myself with my black jacket. When my eyes got tired, I took the jacket off me and asked Janick where Jasmine is sitting again. She pointed to her side and Jasmine was asleep...then Janick popped this question, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;Lorrainne what are you watching? Porn?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; I replied her with, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;This is not porn. This is merely a film where people fling sh*t at each other...see? *points to psp* He just got hit by sh*t!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; She then said, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever, you're watching porno!!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; I merely laughed at her and resumed to watching the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the film ended, I decided to get some shut eye, but miserably failed. So I just munched on my chips...xD The whole bus was sleeping peacefully until someone shouted, &amp;quot;WE'RE AT 8 WAVES!&amp;quot; That was when chaos broke loose in the bus as everyone was shouting and girls started preparing their clothes and fixing their hair, myself included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the lady handed me my ticket, me and Jasmine started running and squealing. Why? I don't usually join swimming trips in our class and that was the first time I went swimming with my friends. It was a blast. We were scurrying around the place, switching from one pool to another. It was like we owned the place...xD the great thing about this trip is, I overcame my fear of pool slides, I was traumatized when I was 5. I nearly drowned because of the slide...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I still need to tell you about the way home? When we watched wrong number? When we had our informal class picture? When we had dinner at mcdonald's and it was our vice principal's treat? I think not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_362055808l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 349px; height: 219px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^notice how we're still all fresh? Yup...that was in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_858802744l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 250px; height: 324px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^me and Jasmine inside the cave..all looking wasted xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_272243637l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 251px; height: 351px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^on the way to the batcave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_636233547l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 258px; height: 325px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ we ARE NOT camwhores! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_274642928l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 255px; height: 352px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^I am officially NOT leukemia girl anymore!! (see the beanie's gone!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_256556889l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 389px; height: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^almost inside the batcave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_682937308l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 382px; height: 282px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^in the batcave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_655595474l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 393px; height: 242px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^still in the batcave with otton..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_934887991l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 400px; height: 312px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^in 8waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_114599886l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 391px; height: 292px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^posh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_141842769l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 396px; height: 251px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^me and jas agen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_710839118l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 398px; height: 292px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^camwhore much? yes I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/1_200303348l.jpg" alt="" style="width: 397px; height: 305px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^after dinner at westgate...</content>
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    <title>field trip blasts~♥</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T14:09:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T09:49:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SO..the field trip was hella lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bummer is, my cellphone didn't ring. We were supposed to wake up at 2:30am, instead we woke up an hour later, leaving us only 2hours to fix everything, from food to bath, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the bus at about 4:30am with our mom seeing us off. I was instantly greeted by Jasmine with her hands on her hips, demanding an excuse as to why I only arrived at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there were people who decided to join the field trip at the last minute, we lacked seats, so Jasmine had to sit somewhere else, again, our plan was totally ruined. I mean, I erased a lot of files in the psp and had Attack on the Pin-Up Boys loaded in it just so that we could enjoy the whole trip...too bad I was stuck with Paolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't a bad seatmate. He had tons of food, which I declined, a loud earphone, which I borrowed for the day, and he was quiet. xD&lt;br /&gt;the thing that irritated me though was the fact that almost every guy during this trip, wanted to get a hold of my hands, Paolo included. Whatev weng xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Barasoin Church at about 7am, we were mesmerized with its beauty. It really deserved to be placed at the back of the 10peso bill xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait in the bus for another gruelling 2hours though. suck fest...xD but it was worth the wait because we were faced with an awesome adventure as we went on with our cave exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we had to cross this river. since I was wearing my rubber shoes, I took it off, luckily, Ian lent me his. weee!! Then we went on walking on the slipper and muddy outskirts of the province. after an estimated time of 20minutes of rigorous mountain climbing, the tour guide told us to wear our shoes...TT&amp;gt;TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we entered the first cave. It was dark, muddy, slippery, and there wasn't enough oxygen to go around. We even had to crounch down to half of our height just to get through the cave! xD and still, me and jasmine found the time and energy to take a picture..camwhores...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys were such gentlemen as they assisted each and every girl in the cave and they didn't even let us slip! xD that's a once in a lifetime moment...gotta savor it!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rock formations were still as awesome as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop here...for them moment...xD</content>
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    <title>Icons post!</title>
    <published>2008-11-15T06:19:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-17T12:49:34Z</updated>
    <category term="changmin"/>
    <category term="icon post"/>
    <category term="yunho"/>
    <category term="yoochun"/>
    <category term="jaehee"/>
    <category term="jaejoong"/>
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    <content type="html">[15] DBSK&lt;br /&gt;[17] Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;[2] Jaejoong + Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a noob at PS so please forgive if they're not so pretty ok?&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT HOTLINK! And please do credit &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/kl5gf.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/f21gf54df.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/hf5j4fas.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gh1f21.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/g46h54df.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/f2112g.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/212gfdd2.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gh54hj54copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/f_jaejoongm_2e3e8f9copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gd654mjy.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dg654d54-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/533330533_fce8f6a539_ocopy.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/48feb61e79ae4copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/jaelotteworld.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/r54r4fmyu.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/sdbgr654ser354.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/2d2fg.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/2ghf2s.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/435454.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/as54fh.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/2hj5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/3454r324vr.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/fashionshow.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bgr1321.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bgr655.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/g.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/sdv.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/webt54y54myu.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeonheephones.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/littleprincess.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/bf54xgf54.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/thewayuarejaehee.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/thewayuarejaehee1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to YHD, DBSG @ LJ, &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_myfadingmelody' lj:user='myfadingmelody' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;myfadingmelody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_myfadingmelody' lj:user='myfadingmelody' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://myfadingmelody.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;myfadingmelody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;, deviantart</content>
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    <title>12th Bride</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T09:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T09:43:54Z</updated>
    <category term="12th bride"/>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
    <category term="jaehee"/>
    <category term="jaejoong"/>
    <category term="yeonhee"/>
    <content type="html">Title: 12th Bride &lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG (just to be safe) &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy/Romance &lt;br /&gt;Concrit: Yes please~♪ &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kim Jaejoong is not your average hot CEO. And Lee Yeonhee is your feisty violinist. What happens when they get together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s smirk grew wider upon hearing Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee rolled her eyes and stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Lee was only relieved Yeonhee didn&amp;rsquo;t make a mess out of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs. Kim&amp;rsquo;s fantasies of a peaceful retirement suddenly shattered into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;She doesn&amp;rsquo;t like him?!?!?!??!&amp;rsquo; she thought. &amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m doomed!&amp;rsquo; she mentally slapped herself in frustration. &amp;lsquo;Why did I have a son like him?! Why can&amp;rsquo;t I have a normal son who would &lt;i&gt;NORMALLY&lt;/i&gt; obey his parents? What did I do to deserve this kind of punish-&amp;lsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I like her, mother.&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s voice broke through her thoughts of complaints about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;P-p-pardon? I think I didn&amp;rsquo;t hear that quite right my son.&amp;rdquo; She chuckled nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong shot his million dollar smile at Yeonhee and kissed her hand. Mrs. Kim sighed of relief and smiled at Jaejoong, something she hasn&amp;rsquo;t done for a while because of all the frustration he has been giving her. Yeonhee simply rolled her eyes at the gentlemanly gesture. &amp;ldquo;Show off.&amp;rdquo; She muttered under her breath, almost inaudible to a normal human being. Of course, Kim Jaejoong is nowhere near near normal meaning he heard another of Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s stingy remarks and simply dismissed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong threw his right arm around Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s waist and glanced at her. She really didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to care at his action and it brought a small smile upon his angelic face. &amp;ldquo;We shall be departing, mother&amp;rdquo; he gave her a small nod and turned to Mrs. Lee, &amp;ldquo;Mother-in-law&amp;rdquo; he respectfully nodded. Yeonhee did the same before they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Kim, again, had her whole face painted with worry as soon as Jaejoong and Yeonhee got out of the Lee Residence. Her peaceful senior citizenship fantasies will have to wait for a while after Jaejoong gets wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don`t worry.&amp;rdquo; Mrs. Lee patted her back. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sure this is the last time you&amp;rsquo;ll have to think of your son&amp;rsquo;s wedding.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;How are you so sure about that?&amp;rdquo; she spat at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Didn&amp;rsquo;t you hear your son just now?&amp;rdquo; she turned to Mrs. Kim. She shook her head in reply. &amp;ldquo;He just called me mother-in-law.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee sshi.&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong called to the maiden staring out at the beautiful night sky of Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; she turned to him with a blank expression on her face. She did&amp;rsquo;nt looked like she was pissed or something close to the meaning of that word, but she wasn&amp;rsquo;t looking happy either. Still, Jaejoong found her alluring, even in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why do you hate Calvin Klein? You even memorize the mixture of my perfume and you hate it? I&amp;rsquo;m really really really really &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; curious, mademoiselle.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;The world wouldn&amp;rsquo;t change one bit even if I told you.&amp;rdquo; She replied as she turned her head to face the cold window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started tugging her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, again, ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee~&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeonhee~&amp;rdquo; he tugged her arm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Will you stop addressing me familiarly?&amp;rdquo; she turned to the annoying person who was sitting next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please~?&amp;rdquo; he pouted. It&amp;rsquo;s the infamous Kim Jaejoong pout. The pout that could send any girl&amp;rsquo;s heart fluttering in either Lalala~love Wonderland or Joongie Paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pout that could hypnotize any girl into his every command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pout....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hellip;that Yeonhee found&amp;hellip;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Stop pouting. Makes you look &lt;i&gt;pathetic&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please?...Yeonhee sshi?&amp;rdquo; He asked in his baby voice, still pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just drive, will you?&amp;rdquo; she sighed as she crossed her arms. &amp;ldquo;If I tell you, will you stop bugging me?&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong nodded excitedly. &amp;ldquo;The reason why I hate Calvin Klein is&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Because you wear it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong snickered. &amp;lsquo;Lee Yeonhee&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;You're one interesting woman.&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;Anneyeong hasaeyo.&amp;rdquo; The young woman bowed politely. &amp;ldquo;My name is Lee Hyori.&amp;rdquo; She beamed at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Anneyeong. I&amp;rsquo;m Kim Jaejoong.&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong replied. He was too busy studying her from head to toe. And he came to one conclusion. LEE HYORI IS HOT! Although he wasn&amp;rsquo;t quite excited about the engagement when his mother first told him about it, it was clear that both parties seemed to be interested with each other. Hyori can&amp;rsquo;t seem to stop gaping at Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s flawless features every time they&amp;rsquo;re out on a date. Likewise, Jaejoong kept admiring her great figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, admiration on looks alone wasn&amp;rsquo;t enough for him, that&amp;rsquo;s why he met his second bride, Kim Taehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please?&amp;rdquo; Jaejoong once again, used his infamous pout on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she blushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, she squealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she said &amp;ldquo;Okay!&amp;rdquo; and had him in a tight bear hug. So tight, Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s face even started to turn red due to lack of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every date seemed like a day out with an obsessed fan girl who cannot spend one day without squealing over Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s cuteness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those memories brought a soft smile on Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s face. &amp;lsquo;ahh&amp;hellip;.those were such fun days.&amp;rsquo; He snickered and it made Yeonhee look at him suspiciously. She was giving him the are-you-a-runaway-mental-hospital-patient look. In short, she was giving him the are-you-crazy look. He ignored it and told her, &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee looked at the name of the restaurant. It read &amp;ldquo;Tony Romas&amp;rsquo; blah bah blah STEAKHOUSE&amp;rdquo; She twitched upon reading the STEAKHOUSE word. Jaejoong saw her and smirked before opening the door for her. She hesitantly got in of the vehicle and read the name of the restaurant again, thinking that she might&amp;rsquo;ve misread it. But to her dismay, it really said STEAKHOUSE. &amp;lsquo;I, Lee Yeonhee, am officially doomed.&amp;rsquo; She thought as Jaejoong placed his hand at her waist and lead her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;May I take your order?&amp;rdquo; the waiter inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee was looking intensely at the menu for the last five minutes, and she hasn&amp;rsquo;t even blinked yet. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll be getting a vegetable salad.&amp;rdquo; She smiled as she put the menu down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you serious?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeonhee blinked. And it was because of Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s sudden outburst. &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; she asked innocently. &amp;lsquo;Did I step on a landmine or something?&amp;rsquo; she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you serious that you&amp;rsquo;re ordering ONLY a &lt;i&gt;salad&lt;/i&gt;?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Uh&amp;hellip;yeah. I&amp;rsquo;m positive about that. Is there any problem with that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do I have any problems with it? Of course I do!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Why am I stuck in this situation?&amp;rsquo; Yeonhee thought. She too a quick peek at their background and yes, people were staring at them. All she wanted to do was to magically disappear from the scene and banish the human being responsible for this to a deserted island in the Pacific. But no, she doesn&amp;rsquo;t have the capability, money, or the magic to do that. So she just listened to the blabbing earthling in front of her who was named Kim Jaejoong. &amp;ldquo;What is your problem with me ordering a vegetable salad?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Uhm should I just come back later when you've made your minds up?&amp;quot; the already feeling awkward waiter butt in. Unfortunately, the &lt;i&gt;lovely&lt;/i&gt; couple ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; the problem, &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; dearest Yeonhee. You&amp;rsquo;re going to eat vegetables only for dinner!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;So?&amp;rdquo; she raised her eyebrows at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s the reason you&amp;rsquo;re so slim!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you for that wonderful compliment Jaejoong sshi, but I cannot see why I&amp;rsquo;m not allowed to eat what I want. And I&amp;lsquo;m quite sure that there isn&amp;rsquo;t a single law in the Constitution that forbids me or any Korean citizen from eating what they want.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I meant thin! Anyways you need protein in your body! Look at you! You&amp;rsquo;re as thin as a beautiful butterfly that could be easily blown away by the strong wind&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He sighed. &amp;lsquo;She&amp;rsquo;s so much&amp;hellip;like my ideal girl&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo; He sighed again and zoomed to Yeonhee wonderland, the place where all Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s Yeonhee fantasies come to life! He mentally slapped himself and rocketed back to the place called reality where all of Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s Yeonhee fantasies hasn&amp;rsquo;t, does not, and most definitely will NOT, anytime soon, come to life. Yeonhee was staring at him like he was an idiot. Although he wants to get Yeonhee stare at him, all of her attention just on him, this wasn&amp;rsquo;t the kind of attention he wanted from her. He cleared his throat and told her, &amp;ldquo;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; going to eat &lt;i&gt;properly&lt;/i&gt;. And that means a meal that consists of carbohydrates, protein, vitamins and minerals.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;But I don&amp;rsquo;t eat steak!&amp;rdquo; Yeonhee whined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No buts!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jaejoong sshi please be considerate of me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We are having steak and that&amp;rsquo;s final.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;KIM JAEJOONG YOU FREAKIN&amp;rsquo; CARNIVORE!&amp;rdquo; she slammed her hands against the table and stood up. &amp;ldquo;WHY CAN&amp;rsquo;T YOUR CARNIVORIC BRAIN PROCESS THE FACT THAT I DON&amp;rsquo;T EAT MEAT AND WILL NEVER EAT MEAT IS BEAUSE I&amp;rsquo;M A FREAKIN&amp;rsquo; VEGETARIAN!&amp;rdquo; she panted. It has been a long time since she shouted like that at a person and she really didn&amp;rsquo;t like that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong just sat there in front of her, wide eyed. It seems like he was greatly shocked because of her sudden outburst just because of steak. &amp;ldquo;I understand Yeonhee sshi,&amp;rdquo; he said in a solemn voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Finally!&amp;rsquo; Yeonhee thought and she started doing her little victory dance in her head. And all of the mini Yeonhee&amp;rsquo;s started shouting banzai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Waiter, I&amp;rsquo;ll order two steaks. I want it rare. That&amp;rsquo;s all.&amp;rdquo; He turned to Yeonhee and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Is his skull THAT thick?!?!?!?!?&amp;rsquo; Yeonhee thought as her jaw seems to have dropped down to the floor. Oh wait, it&amp;rsquo;s still dropping and it has now reached the mantle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t want my Yeonhee to look like a walking stick.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Yeonhee started to pray as she saw the waiter coming out of the kitchen with their steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Lord please forgive me for eating this innocent animal.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please forgive me for the sin I am about to commit.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, Lord, please forgive the person who has slain this poor animal, the person who has cooked this animal and the person who ordered this animal to be served in this table. Amen&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Yeonhee finished her prayer, a huge slab of steak was placed in front of her. She gulped at the sight of this. &amp;lsquo;Lord&amp;hellip;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me!&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>12th Bride</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T09:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T09:36:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Title: 12th Bride &lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG (just to be safe) &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy/Romance &lt;br /&gt;Concrit: Yes please~♪ &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kim Jaejoong is not your average hot CEO. And Lee Yeonhee is your feisty violinist. What happens when they get together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/49928.html"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt; l &lt;a href="http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/50390.html"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 03 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yobosaeyo?&amp;quot; He was too busy driving to even look at the caller ID when his phone started ringing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmmm...I heard Groomzilla has another Bridezilla.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jung Yunho, since when did you start having a nose for gossip?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Gossip came to me, my friend. I did not come looking for it.&amp;quot; He heard the other person on the line give out a chuckle. &amp;quot;What's so funny about that?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing, nothing.&amp;quot; It was obvious that he was lying through his teeth. Jung Yunho may look very manly, responsible and the leader type of guy but he has one major flaw, he is a rumormonger. Jaejoong has been friends with Yunho from who-knows-when and he has no idea where he picked up that trait of his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ahjumma called me earlier and told me to talk to you about the girl.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Girl? What girl?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know...&amp;quot; he sighed. He knew perfectly that his friend really didn't care about getting married. &amp;quot;Your fiance&amp;egrave;. Your future bride.&amp;quot; He continued with sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh that girl!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah that girl!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Since when did you come back here in Korea?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A few hours ago. And don't try to change the topic!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong snickered. &amp;quot;Why are so into that topic anyway? Every time my mother tries to tie the knot for me, you always start talking to me about the bride like what you are doing now and you end up lecturing me.&amp;quot; he paused for a while. Jaejoong knew Yunho would have his jaws dropping right at that moment. &amp;quot;And you sound like my mother.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am not your mother nor I sound like one! I am very manly, responsible-&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Arrogant and an excellent rumormonger.&amp;quot; Jaejoong continued with a huge smirk on his face. He laughed at his own joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yah! Kim Jaejoong do you want to die?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm engaged to a Jaejoong? Yes, Yeon Hee. You are engaged to an unknown man named Kim Jaejoong. He could be a rapist, kidnapper, or a terrorist for all I know!&amp;quot; she told herself quietly while looking through the luggage of the human being named Lee Yunho &amp;quot;Heck! Why would umma have me engaged to a person like that? Lee Yeon Hee, you are engaged to a safe guy. Yes. He is not a terrorist of some sort or a rapist.&amp;quot; She looked at her hand only to see herself holding a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. &amp;quot;What the hell am I supposed to do with these boxers?!&amp;quot; She threw all of the contents of the bag flying in her room. Soon, her once clean room was filled with men's underwear and clothing. &amp;quot;What are these?!&amp;quot; She looked at her Hello Kitty wall clock and it read 6:45. Her eyes widened and ran to her closet to pick a decent dress. Fortunately, her mother bought her a new apple green Venus cut evening dress. She smiled to herself as she took out the dress in her closet. Now, she has a good 15 minutes to take a quick shower and fix herself. She didn't waste any more time by staring at her dress and dashed to the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:55pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeon Hee walked out of her bathroom and hurriedly fixed herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes mother?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kim Jaejoong you better be here in 5 seconds or you're dead.&amp;quot; His mother threatened him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sooo....should I start driving home or to the girl's house?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Here of course!&amp;quot; she hissed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Where exactly is here mother?&amp;quot; Kim Jaejoong never fails in making his mother irritated with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;To the Lee Residence, my son.&amp;quot; she rubbed her temples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then here I am mother!&amp;quot; he said cheerfully as he knocked on the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother opened the door, sighing. She was quite relieved to see her son arrive on time, however, she was quite disturbed with his clothes. He was wearing a half-buttoned white long-sleeves topped with a gray coat, a black tie loosely hung around his neck and black pants. &amp;quot;Jaejoong what are you wearing?&amp;quot; she asked as her son let himself in and gave a polite bow to Mrs. Lee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mother its clothes.&amp;quot; he replied blankly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can see that-&amp;quot; seeing that this &lt;i&gt;argument&lt;/i&gt; will lead to nothing, again, Mrs. Kim decided to keep quiet. Mrs. Lee smiled at them in amusement. She clearly enjoyed to see the bond between the mother and son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So, you must be Jaejoong.&amp;quot; Mrs. Lee held her hand out and smiled at the stunning young man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you must be the beautiful mother of my wonderful fiance&amp;egrave;, am I right?&amp;quot; he took her hand and shook it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Mrs. Lee could even reply, Mrs. Kim decided to beak her silence. &amp;quot;Kim Jaejoong, sweet talk won't work on her.&amp;quot; She turned to Mrs. Lee who simply smiled back at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeon Hee should be here any second now.&amp;quot; she told them and motined them to take a sit. Jaejoong nodded and sat down the couch as they anxiously waited for Yeon Hee to come down. From what Jaejoong saw in the picture, Yeon Hee looked pretty, like all the other girls. She also looked kind, like all the other girls. And lastly, she also looked smart, like all the other girls. He knew very well that looks can be deceiving. However, his jaw seemed to have dropped to the floor when he saw his fiance&amp;egrave; walking down the staircase. &amp;quot;She is beautiful.&amp;quot; he said almost breathlessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother heard him and smirked. At last, she hit the jackpot. Finally, she can spend her retirement days WITHOUT having to worry about Jaejoong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if by intinct, Jaejoong slowly made his way to the ethereal being, not giving his eyes a chance to blink. One thing Mrs. Lee forgot to mention to them was Yeon Hee's clumsiness. She wasn't really that clumsy, just occasionally. And one of that occasional moments was this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeon Hee stepped on the hem of her dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two older women gasped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeon Hee closed her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okaaaay....' she thought. 'I'm supposed to land on the floor. Why do I feel like I'm hanging in mid-air?' Yeon Hee opened her eyes and saw Jaejoong, who caught her just in time before she fell down. He gave her a soft smile as she engulfed his scent. '&amp;quot;Mmmmm....musk, mandarin, magnolia, peach, sandalwood, bergamot and juniper berry, wow...&amp;quot; she smirked at him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Like it?&amp;quot; he returned her smirk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; she replied nonchalantly. &amp;quot;I &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Calvin Klein.&amp;quot;</content>
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    <title>Icon post</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T07:50:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T07:50:26Z</updated>
    <category term="icons"/>
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    <content type="html">So i'm posting Icons again!&lt;br /&gt;Well only this time it's Lee Yeonhee...&lt;br /&gt;Well...since I just fell in love with Sonjeong Manhwa..I thought I'd make some from the trailer...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual Icons are under the cut and remember to credit &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they're not that good...I was just playing! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yeonheepray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/yeonheepray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=glare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/glare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=irritated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/irritated.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=noyeonjae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/noyeonjae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pigsfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/pigsfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Unsought Anamnesis</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T07:37:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T07:37:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Title: Unsought Anamnesis&lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinnè aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 (for language and some scenes)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Drama/Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Concrit: Yes please~♪&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Misunderstanding falls upon a couple that lead to a tragic accident. What happens when all that is left are those unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the sound of the nearby wall clock ticking can be heard aside from the sound of Heechul’s shoes constantly tapping the cold floor. It was quiet. The hospital seemed to be a setting for something so frightening because of the eerie silence that filled the hallways. What made it so uncomfortable was the fact that there was no knowing what was going on inside the very room where a person’s life hangs on the line, the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;What made it so frustrating was two hours already passed; still, Yeon Hee was still in there, trying her best to keep on hanging on even if there’s nothing to hold on. The pain she experienced was already enough for someone to let go and fall in the clutches of Death himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already two grueling hours since Jaejoong had started asking himself questions. Questions he never thought he would later contemplate on, and show him how much of a jerk he was to her. He saw how selfish he was and how he kept on thinking about himself when there are two of them in that relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he made her hear him out? Would she be in that room? Would she be struggling for her life? What if she didn’t have to run that errand for Sooyoung that made her come late for that party he spent months on planning? What if Eun Ah didn’t kiss him? Will she accept his proposal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if…he thought as his clammy hands shook with fear. These questions lingered in his mind. Up to the point where he questioned his feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him. And he loved him. It was almost like those two words easily meant happily ever after when heard by someone. However, not every relationship had its fair share of happily ever after. You’d be living in a superficial world if you told someone that your story was as easy as once upon a time there was a prince who came into the princess’ life and they lived happily ever after. There so many other things to consider other than just you and me, because you are not the only person in the world. That’s why people say, only fools would take such a risk as to fall in love and have their hearts broken by someone.&lt;br /&gt;Yeon Hee was a fool, even Jaejoong was one. However, she was an even bigger fool for giving her already fragile heart to him, knowing that love not only comes with joy. Love is a package deal, once you opened it, you can find joy back to back with sadness. And that was the only reason why she managed to hurt herself so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to numb the pain in her heart. Pain is something that is needed to make one feel alive, it is one of the essence of being human. However, too much of it can drown a person in his miseries. But Yeon Hee was different, she didn’t avoid the pain and yet, she tried her best to fight it off, but she wasn’t strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she wanted to forget all the pain he had caused her. A scar caused by a loved one can hurt than any other wound, no matter how shallow deep it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she wanted pain, but not to the extent where she almost had a chance to meet-up with Death. No, she only wanted him to regret all the times he’d hurt her unconsciously and then, she’ll go back to him, the only place where her heart feels at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like forever, the doctor came out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if on cue, Jaejoong and Heechul shot up from their seats, while Sooyoung remained seated. She advised Eun Ah to leave, for she might face the wrath of Heechul. When it came to Yeon Hee’s affairs, Heechul was not the one to hold back for anyone. Even if he looked too weak for a man, his words showed how much of a man he is. She already witnessed Heechul lashing his wrath on Jaejoong, surely she didn’t want to see it the second time around.&lt;br /&gt;“How is she?” Jaejoong asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s already fine, she just needs rest.” The three of them sighed in relief. Knowing that she was safe from danger had somewhat lifted a heavy burden upon their shoulders. “However, her child wasn’t as lucky as her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Child? What child?” Heechul eyes widened when he heard the doctor’s last words.&lt;br /&gt;“She’s two months pregnant. And her child died due to a lot of factors. Mainly because of stress and the accident.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong only stood there. He was too shocked to even think straight. It was as if someone covered his ears as to prevent him from hearing anything else beside his thoughts. At that moment, he knew why there were times that Yeon Hee refused to eat what he cooked, he even got mad at her every time she did. He understood why there were times he’d wake up seeing her come out of the bathroom, holding on to the door frame for support. When he’d ask her what’s the matter she’d just shrug it off and tell him she ate something that made her stomach upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he was quite sure that his Yeon Hee had every right to hate him.&lt;br /&gt;She made her think that he had just cheated on her with her own best friend.&lt;br /&gt;He was the reason for that accident; there was no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he was the reason why their child is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why, not only he and Yeon Hee, are in pain at that time, was all because of him. There was nobody else to blame but him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only stood there, like a statue, for quite sometime. That is until…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only thing he could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To slap him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t have enough strength in his body to throw a nice punch at the other man’s face.&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa!” Sooyoung cried as she held his arm away from Jaejoong. “Stop it! Just stop it!”&lt;br /&gt;“Why should I? Huh Sooyoung? Why should I when that b*stard just killed my nephew or niece?” He retorted as he struggled to free his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa it was an accident…” It was all she can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all she can say to cover up for the crime of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;The situation tore her apart between her friends. She didn’t know who to side with anymore. All she knew was to cover for Jaejoong and Eun Ah at the moment. She knew how irrational Heechul can get sometimes and how sometimes he lets his emotions get in the way of his thinking, especially when it comes to Yeon Hee’s matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew that to him, Yeon Hee was like a sister, like a precious jewel.&lt;br /&gt;She too, treated her like that, a sister. But that treatment wasn’t enough to keep her happy all the time. It was enough to keep the smile on her face, but never in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;“An accident? He’s living under the same roof with her! And he didn’t even notice that she’s pregnant? What kind of sick person are you?!” he spat at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong remained in his position. He was still too stunned to be able to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I should’ve never entrusted her to you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had he not let her stay with him, she wouldn’t be in that state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oppa stop it! Just shut up! I know this is a difficult time for all of us, so can’t you just leave him alone? It wasn’t only you who lost someone that is still his child that he lost! I know that Yeon Hee still loves him, so why don’t you just shut up and stop slapping him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love? How can you call this the result of love? When all that he has done for her was cause her pain? How can that be love?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooyoung bit her lips. More or less, he was right. There were more times when she saw Yeon Hee sad rather than happy. There were more times that she kept all those sadness inside her, than the times she showed everyone that she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I…” Jaejoong finally spoke. “am still very much in love with her.” The two turned to him. “If…anything happens to her, I will accept any punishment from you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the beginning of the many sufferings that he encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had he known that something happened to his lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would he make that decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he throw himself into a pit full of woe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he let his heart go through so much pain, even he would not have even known how he overcame all of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only sound that filled their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was only that sound, time, that could tell them how Yeon Hee came to accept everything, even those unsought anamnesis that she was left with to suffer for the years to come. </content>
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    <title>Unsought Anamnesis</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T08:50:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Title: Unsought Anamnesis&lt;br /&gt;Author: Prinn&amp;egrave; aka rainne_yuumei&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 (for language and some scenes)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Drama/Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Misunderstanding falls upon a couple that lead to a tragic accident. What happens when all that is left are those unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 03&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Heechul snapped his phone shut and threw it on the empty seat beside him as he fixed his eyes on the road. He knew that it would be stupid of him to keep on shouting to air. However, the last things he heard on the other line scared him to death. If Yeon Hee was driving, she could be in grave danger, he thought. As a doctor, he knows that car crashes can have different result that can vary from small bruises to bone fractures. But that didn&amp;rsquo;t matter to him, the only thing that mattered to him at that moment was to find his cousin and make sure that she is fine. And that proved to be an easy task, thanks to GPRS, which he used to track her phone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for Jaejoong, he tried to catch up with Yeon Hee but all of it was turned down in vain. He was already supposed to catch her. He almost stopped her, but luck wasn&amp;rsquo;t on his side, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t on anybody&amp;rsquo;s side that fateful night. Because if it was, it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t come out as it did to leave those unsought anamnesis with her while everything else was gone, never to be returned the way it were.&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Had not it been for the red light that came in between him and her, he could have saved her from the tragedy she had to go through dragging everyone else with her, especially him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Had not it been for his mistake, she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be hurting so much that was enough to make her do everything that was against her principles, and everything that a daughter of well-respected people shouldn&amp;rsquo;t do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Had not it been for his lust, it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have evoked the side of her that she shielded away from the public&amp;rsquo;s judgmental eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Had not it been for that kiss, Yeon Hee wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be like the way he found her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the traffic lights went green, he stepped on the gas, hoping that he would be able to catch up with Yeon Hee and mend her broken heart, and then proceed with his plan. He shifted his gaze to the velvet box on the dashboard and sighed, who knew that that night would turn out to be a disaster? No one did. Just as he had his eyes focused back on the road, something caught his attention once more. He saw a crowd forming at the side of the road. Being the curious type, he set all of his worries aside to see for himself why the people were gathering. He told himself that as soon as he saw what it was the people were gathering for, he would find Yeon Hee, even if it meant getting caught for over speeding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At first, he saw the car. The familiarity of it sent him goosebumps. It was the very same car he was used to seeing in the apartment complex&amp;rsquo;s parking lot for the last five years. The windows, the tires, the doors, it was all the same, but now, it was deformed, windows broken, shards of broken glasses everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next thing he saw was enough to send him to tears. It was enough to bring one man&amp;rsquo;s pride down the drain. For men, crying is a weakness. Something that would bring themselves pity, something that would ruin their pride and sometimes, ego.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What he saw was&amp;hellip;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;hellip;..blood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her blood. And it was everywhere. It was as if she went swimming in her own pool of blood. Some of the bystanders, particularly nobody to her, were kind enough to take her unconscious body out of the car while he, her boyfriend, only stood there and stared at her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw his lover&amp;rsquo;s blood on her car. It was as if he also felt the pain she endured in the vehicle as it crashed on the plum tree.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw it on her hair. Jaejoong held Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s seemingly lifeless body close to his. He kissed her bloodstained forehead before her lips that was turning pale and cold.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw it on her hands. He then held her clammy hands in his warm ones. &amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee, it&amp;rsquo;s me.&amp;rdquo; He held it up against his right cheek, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s Jae. It&amp;rsquo;s oppa. C&amp;rsquo;mon baby wake up please&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw it on her skin. When she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t even flutter her eyelids just as she would normally do when he would as her to come to, his tears eventually surfaced. He held her body close to his and buried his face in her and released all of his tears. That was when he saw her covered in her own velvet blood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And her face, her angelic, age-defying face was covered with it. &amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he shook her lightly, &amp;ldquo;C&amp;rsquo;mon, wake up. I have something for you. C&amp;rsquo;mon wake up.&amp;rdquo; He desperately wanted to see her awake again. He took out the velvet box he had been keeping in his pocket for three months now and opened it before her. &amp;ldquo;Hey wake up, hey bedspread wake up! Look at this. See this ring? It&amp;rsquo;s for you, c&amp;rsquo;mon Yeon Hee..wake up. Tell me you love me. Please..&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was&amp;hellip;his greatest nightmare. One where he couldn&amp;rsquo;t escape from. One where he couldn&amp;rsquo;t wake up from. And surely, the one he would never forget.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t in his intention to hurt her like that. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t in his intention to kiss Eun Ah like that because her lips were so much different from hers. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t in his intention to indulge in that kiss because he missed her kisses so much. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t in his intention to have Yeon Hee running away like that because he wasn&amp;rsquo;t able to voice out what had really hapened. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t in his intention to have her covered in blood like that because he loved her so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;His only intention was, to make her smile. To make her cry tears of joy. To have her throwing herself into his arms. To have her hugging him. To have her marry him. That was his only intention that evening, to propose to her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he uttered as he handed her the velvet box. &amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he took her cold hand into his own, kissed it and caressed it. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t do this to me..&amp;rdquo; he hung his head low in hopelessness. &amp;ldquo;Please&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A loud slap was heard across the hollow hallway of the hospital. &amp;ldquo;How dare you do that to her?&amp;rdquo; Heechul growled at him who didn&amp;rsquo;t move an inch from that position. He was already tired, and from what just happened to his girlfriend, he lost all the will and energy to even move a muscle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oppa please stop it.&amp;rdquo; Sooyoung begged. It was already late and a lot of patients had been sleeping. Of course he knew that. He himself is a doctor, so he knows that fact, but he chose to ignore it. All of them were tired after the long day, the car crash added more to the fatigue they all felt. They wanted rest, but they just can&amp;rsquo;t sleep soundly when Yeon Hee is undergoing surgery.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;How can you tell me to stop when I&amp;rsquo;m about to lose another one of my cousins? I already lost Li Yin noona, and now Yeon Hee. How do you expect me to be calm at a time like this? Especially when this bastard here is the main reason why my cousin is in that room, struggling for her life!&amp;rdquo; he pointed to the emergency room as he shot an icy glare to Jaejoong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; those words were the only ones brave enough to escape his lips at the time. He&amp;rsquo;d been apologizing to Yeon Hee earlier, but she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t heed it. And now, he was telling her cousin the exact same words, and he doesn&amp;rsquo;t expect him to heed it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No wonder she&amp;rsquo;s damn pissed with you.&amp;rdquo; He scoffed as he took a seat and crossed his legs.. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re always apologizing, but you never sound like you mean it. Hell you don&amp;rsquo;t even look like you mean it. That&amp;rsquo;s most likely because you&amp;rsquo;ve never meant it, am I right or am I right?&amp;rdquo; He knew everything. Yeon Hee told him everything. Everything she didn&amp;rsquo;t tell Eun Ah or Sooyoung, she told Heechul. He was the only one who truly understood her, not even Jaejoong was able to do that. That was why Jaejoong wanted to be like Heechul so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was there for her at a time when no one has. He was there for her when the world neglected her. He was there for her when the whole world was there only for her sister. He was there when the world hated her. But not Jaejoong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;For she was nothing but a prot&amp;eacute;g&amp;eacute;. That was the reason why she never used her father&amp;rsquo;s last name, Zhang, all her life. She chose to use her mother&amp;rsquo;s maiden name to hide the piece of truth to everyone else. If it wasn&amp;rsquo;t for her mother, her father, Li Yin&amp;rsquo;s father to be exact, wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have taken so much care of her. If her biological father had not left her mother, she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have had to suffer because of Li Yin. But she loved her so much, that she treated her like a real sister. Something Li Yin had failed to do except on her dying moment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;She just recovered from her Glaucoma surgery and now she&amp;rsquo;s suffering a massive head injury not mention she lost a LOT of blood. Are you happy now Jaejoong?&amp;rdquo; He asked him, his voice full of sarcasm that was meant to strike him. He did and continued, &amp;ldquo;If you&amp;rsquo;re still not happy, you can go inside the ER and just kill her now.&amp;rdquo; He said nonchalantly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jaejoong couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe what he was hearing. Kim Heechul wants his own cousin dead right after he was telling them that he couldn&amp;rsquo;t afford to lose another person in his life everagain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just kill her now before she kills herself. At least that way, I still have you to blame for her death and then I&amp;rsquo;ll just have to kill you too.&amp;rdquo; He smirked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oppa! Will you stop that talk? You&amp;rsquo;re scaring us!&amp;rdquo; Sooyoung pleaded. She was right. After seeing Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s other side, they definitely can&amp;rsquo;t take it if they had more of Heechul&amp;rsquo;s sarcasm, especially Jaejoong who had been hurt by all of the events that had happened.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why should I when it was him who did this?&amp;rdquo; He glared at him. &amp;ldquo;He broke my cousin&amp;rsquo;s heart for too many times already. He already hurt her far too much. Tell me Sooyoung, tell me why I should hold my tongue for the likes of him?&amp;rdquo; He was right. &amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee turned more and more fragile when she was with him. I saw her cry to me a lot just because this bastard over here hurt her. Tell me why I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t blame him? Give me a reason, Sooyoung, why I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have this person die by my own hands?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was Jaejoong&amp;rsquo;s fault and he deserved it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Unsought Anamnesis</title>
    <published>2008-10-31T15:33:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Title: Unsought Anamnesis&lt;br /&gt;Author: prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 (for language and some scenes)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Drama/&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Misunderstanding falls upon a couple that lead to a tragic accident. What happens when all that is left are those unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeon Hee…” Eun Ah squeaked. After what seemed like forever, she was able to make her voice heard. Still scared of what might happen. She gulped down the liquid in her mouth to her throat, heart thumping loudly against her chest. She was caught in the act, and she couldn’t deny it. However, it wasn’t her who is being accused, it was him. And she wanted to tell Yeon Hee to blame her instead, because it’s the right thing to do. “It wasn’t his fault…it was-”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yours right?” Yeon Hee cut her off before she could even finish.  She was agitated, and she knew it. She knew that everything they will say will only make her fume more and more until she explodes. “You know what? Talking about this crap is just useless.” She tried to sound strong but she knew that she couldn’t be at that time, but she tried nonetheless. Much to her dismay, she can’t with her quivering voice and her fragile state. She knew that she would start breaking down in an instant and decided to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then started taking big strides towards the door when she heard his stern voice echo throughout the hall. “Yeon Hee” he called. He knew that being soft on her would not get her to stop. He had to tell her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?!” She turned to him with her eyes full of sorrow and rage. She could never hide her emotions from him even if she tried her hardest. He could always see through her and at that time, she wanted him to truly see what she felt. “What else do you want to take away from me?!” she shouted at him with all her might.  “You already ruined me Jaejoong! You ruined me!” she hung her head low and sobbed continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t you just listen to me?” He pleaded to her. He definitely had to let her know what she saw isn’t what it seems to be because he knew that that moment is a turning point in their relationship. And one wrong move could forever turn it into wrecks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why? Why should I listen to you?” She asked him in a rather calm manner. She wasn’t supposed to sound calm, he thought, but she did and it caused his heartbeat to increase in speed. “Tell me why I should listen to you, Kim Jaejoong. Why?” She looked up at him straight in the eye as if piercing his heart with at thousand daggers just to let him know that she was already hurting so much. “So you could play me again? So you could use me again? So you could keep on hurting me? Tell me why! Tell me why! So I know what I could do to hurt myself more!” She wiped her tears away from her eyes, but they were still there, continuously flowing, just like her sadness that never left her. “Why Jaejoong? Why?” she asked in between her sobs. “Why? Why must you keep on breaking my heart like this?!” she had literally screamed her heart out at that. She would have never imagined doing this in public as she was doing at the time, but she did all thanks to Kim Jaejoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in her life had she screamed like that except for that time. Not even at her aunt, who despises her sole existence in this world. Not even at those people who despise her for being the cause of her sister’s death. Not even at those people who continuously judge her for choosing a life of love and pain over a life of pleasure. Not even at herself, for being so pathetic, and leading her life like that. All she did was keep quiet, walk out, and cry herself to sleep. That was what she always did. She never spoke back, she only took in everything, thinking that keeping hush about her feelings would be the best for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why Jaejoong? I can’t take in anything anymore…” she whispered almost inaudibly, almost falling down to her knees, but Jaejoong still heard it as he tried reaching for her to hold her in his arms. He wanted to hold her tight and put a stop to all her miseries. That’s what he wanted from the time that he told her that he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked down in humiliation. He failed to ease her pains. What made him feel worse was that he only added more salt to her already wounded heart.“I’m sorry…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop apologizing like you care ‘cause you never did!” She then started marching off to the parking lot, unsure of her next destination, but sure of her desire to leave the place as soon as possible. The enormity of the emotions that the atmosphere brought was too much for her to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeon Hee!” Jaejoong followed her. “Lee Yeon Hee!” He picked up his pace and started jogging to her side. Fearing that if he lost her, something would happen, something that would make things blow out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped and turned on her heels to face him. A small smile crept upon his face, “Yeon Hee…” Jaejoong threw his arms around her petite frame tightly. “I’m so sorry Yeon Hee…I’m sorry…” He whispered“ as he dug his face in the crook of her neck. To him, she felt so cold, the usual warmth she gave him wasn’t there and he couldn’t find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She struggled as she tried to push him away. Her heart was starting to soften upon hearing her boyfriend’s sincere apology and she didn’t want that to happen just too quickly. She doesn’t want to forgive him that easily, she wanted to think things over before giving him another chance. She kept on struggling in his arms, but he was just too strong for her. “Just leave me alone will you? I don’t need you!” she shouted at him and wasn’t asking him to do that, she was telling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loosened his grip on her. He just felt his heart fall down to his stomach and he started getting dizzy. He mentally told himself that his mind was just playing tricks on him and she didn’t tell him that. “Yeon Hee..” He called her as she continued making her way towards her vehicle. “Yeon Hee!” He started tapping on her window. “Yeon Hee! Don’t go!” She only acted as if she didn’t hear him but inside, his pleading voice was crushing her heart more and more. She didn’t want to hear more of it so she stepped on the gas and drove away swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaejoong didn’t hesistate to follow her and got a hold of his keys as soon as he wasn’t able to catch up with her car on foot. He ran to his car and started the engine. He didn’t want to let her go, he can’t afford to. He needed her badly and if he wouldn’t be able to tell her everything before anything happened to her, he wouldn’t know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jaejoong ah…” Sooyoung knocked on his window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his window, irritated. He still has to catch up on Yeon Hee and he wouldn’t be able to do that if Sooyoung was still on his window. “What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Give her sometime. I know she’s been through so much lately and it’s hard to take all of that in all at the same time. I know she’ll come to her senses and be back.” Sooyoung told him, as if she was just saying those things to him to calm him. But all it did was nothing but bring agitation to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How are you so sure anyway? Didn’t you just see what happened? The Yeon Hee I saw in there was someone I didn’t even know! How can you be so sure that she’s going to be alright if I left her alone?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just let her be right now. She’ll be fine. I know it; she won’t do anything irrational as to commit suicide.” She assured him but it didn’t stop him from following her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His engine roared once more and he drove as fast as he can to her, Yeon Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sooyoung…” She turned to see her friend Eun Ah, standing before her in a tear-stained face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eun Ah..” Between Yeon Hee and Eun Ah, she can never choose who to side with. They are just both heartbroken in a way or another. As they are friends from their childhood years, nothing as big as this has happened to ruin their bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry…I really didn’t mean it.” And then she started shedding her tears. “It’s just that…Jaejoong…I can’t…I…I…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hush now…” Sooyoung hugged her friend. “I know Yeon Hee will forgive you..I know she will. The three of us has been friends for a long time now, aren’t we? Hush now…hush…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn’t sure where she was going to or what she wanted to do at that time. All that was clear to her was she wanted to leave. And there were only two things that were clear to her. Firstly, she was going over the speed limit. Seeing everything come and go by her sight slightly relieved her of the panging pain in her heart. Secondly, her vision was starting to get blurry because of all of the tears that didn’t stop flowing. After seeing the irony of the night, she could feel anything but hurt. She wanted to forgive them, but at the same time, she wanted to stab them right in the chest just to show them how much more she was hurting. She knew all of them were hurt, but she felt ten times more than what they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to take her phone from her purse and punched in her cousin’s number. He was the only person left that can relieve her of everything she felt. Even if the relief was just temporary, she needed it badly, it was already too much. Too much for her, she couldn’t stop her tears by falling freely from her already red, swollen and puffy eyes. She waited and waited for him to answer because he was a surgeon, of course he’d be busy. Yeon Hee knew, that if it was her, her cousin would halt everything in his schedule just to attend to her every need. She wanted Jaejoong to be like that with her, but he can’t afford to. Between the two of them, he was the breadwinner and she couldn’t ask him to always be there for her. She can’t, even if they loved each other so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Yeon Hee! What made you-“He sounded cheerful, she thought. It has been weeks since she last had any type of conversation with her cousin, of course, he’s glad to hear from her, but she cut him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate them!!” she cried to him as she kept sobbing and stepping on the accelerator. “Oppa they’re just playing me! I can’t take any of this anymore!” She shouted as if Jaejoong was around to make him feel the guilt she wanted him to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeonhee who are you talking about? “ His voice was starting to be filled with concern. Of all the times his cousin broke down with him, never has he encountered such emotions from her. Hate was something Yeon Hee never had before with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate them all!! Oppa I wanna die! Oppa I wanna die!! It hurts so much!!” she kept crying. That was the only thing she could do. She couldn’t even bring herself to slap Eun Ah nor Jaejoong. She was weak.And she felt even weaker when all she could do was cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeon Hee, why don’t you tell oppa?” he asked in a calming manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he could hear from her were her sobs. She was trying her best to calm down, and listen to Heechul, and be back to her normal self. She wanted to back to her old self so badly that she needed to run away from Jaejoong. She knew that if she went to Heechul, her cousin, she would be able to do that and forget everything that happened that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey why don’t we meet up somewhere and talk about this? I’ll get you some cake and coffee, just calm down for oppa ok?” it was his sweetness that Yeon Hee liked about him. He was sweet and caring, even when they weren’t children anymore. Being a good oppa to her, he was very protective of her and he gave her everything that can make her happy. That was Kim Heechul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next sound Heechul heard wasn’t his cousin’s voice telling him to go to a place to her liking and she’ll be there in a couple of minutes, nor did he hear her say that she’ll just meet him at his place and the words I love you and thank you, instead he heard her blood-curling screams. It was followed by a loud screeching noise, a crashing sound, and the sound of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>X3</title>
    <published>2008-10-31T15:26:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I'm posting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just &lt;strike&gt;ecstatic&lt;/strike&gt; nosebleeding from too much happiness on a beautiful Halloween day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Oh yeah...Happy Halloween guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to why I am posting today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, number one I updated one of my fanfics yesterday [12th Bride]. I wasn't quite satisfied with the way I posted up Chapter 13 because I just had to cut it up to number 5 when my fingers were starting to hurt from too much typing and chatting at the same time. And then I received this one heck of a comment from one of my unnie's readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand corrected.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months, every time I saw this story updated, I groaned. With the title and general synopsis I've obtained from others who've read it, I dismissed it as another stereotypical bad-fiction, littered with improper grammar, spelling errors, improper sentence structure, poor character development, lack of writing capability, and rush of plot (or lack thereof.) It just so happens that today I was searching for something to read and decided to give this story a shot, as it seemed to be the only one that was at least definitely written by someone who has a decent grasp on the English language, and, well...&lt;br /&gt;I stand corrected.&lt;br /&gt;And am now formally apologizing for ever thinking that this story was one of the aforementioned stereotypical bad-fiction, littered with improper grammar, spelling errors, improper sentence structure, poor character development, lack of writing capability, and rush of plot (or lack thereof), though I never really did voice my opinion on the matter. You're brilliant! I was in hysterics amongst a few parts! You write well, and you've constructed a realistic enough character for JaeJoong while still keeping him eccentric and quirky. I also really like the format you wrote it in, jumping from person to person without any of that messy 'CHANGE POV' business. You gave each of the characters their own sense of humor (or, in Jae's case, hilarity) while pertaining to a general sense that they all seem to keep as common ground, which not a lot of people do. And I have to admit I love the shots of dry-wit and sarcasm you've sprayed all over this fic. &lt;br /&gt;Another thing I really wanted to commend you on was your introduction and execution (thus far) of the main, pertaining plot (that of which is displayed rather well with the title, '12th Bride'.) I was very much expecting the same-old-same-old, she-hates-him-because-he's-a-played-but-in-the-end-falls-madly-in-love-regardless. However, you added a few things that made this starkly different. 1) You introduced JaeJoong as careless and bored with his mother, ranting about his 12th bride and new engagement. This was not entirely creative, but it was an introduction so I can't really complain and have proper backing whilst doing it. &lt;br /&gt;2) You elaborated (slowly, and are still elaborating, thankfully) on the reasons that this is his 12th engagement. Such reasons lead the reader to believe that Jae would have been fine with his first, second, third (all through eleventh) marriage, but it was the women who were uncomfortable with the idea. Which brings me to &lt;br /&gt;3) You've changed JaeJoong from being stereotypical and, well, a maniac and supremely 'Bi-Polar' player, to having a sense of humanity to him. Instead of the all-too-common 'Womanizer' status given him, you stamped him with a sign that reads 'Willing to make himself look like an ass if it means true love for someone else; which, through a series of conclusive assumptions, makes me the good guy.'&lt;br /&gt;I commend you.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly(fourthly? fifthly? I lost count), you've given all the characters a flat base, based on what is said about them by either JaeJoong or, less commonly, Yeonhee or the other characters in the story. These traits, however, all have multiple reasons and traits within traits, which makes them fat, well-rounded characters. Most people on this site - see the term 'Author(ess)', -sans 'Talent' - skip this crucially essential step, which further pushes Winglin into a place that is defined by the bad-fiction it is in abundance of. &lt;br /&gt;Fully worth the read. Thank you for posting this, for continuing to post this, and for posting it in the future. Thank you for being the grease that cuts through the fat that is the plethora of bad-fiction on this site. &lt;br /&gt;I'm subscribing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time when I received such a comment like this, and I usually receive these kinds of comments in Unsought Anamnesis and not in 12th Bride, which in my point of view, is badly written. And I only receive comments like these from maria unnie, who is on hiatus at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second reason why I'm posting is: someone ordered 50 keychains from our online store!&lt;br /&gt;Well we haven't been able to receive much orders these days and I can say that we're too pre-occupied with school to even attend to the orders that could've emerged at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming and I do want to get my parents something decent even if they're against the idea of us opening a small business over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the third reason is pretty shallow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOM BOUGHT US EGG TARTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's my super shallow third reason, I just ate egg tarts. Fun~♪ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...it's getting late...I suppose I'll just post the 2nd Chapter of Unsought Anamnesis while I'm here in front of the pc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <content type="html">Title: Unsought Anamnesis&lt;br /&gt;Author: prinn&amp;egrave; aka &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 (for language and some scenes)&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Kim Jaejoong/Lee Yeonhee&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Drama/&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Misunderstanding falls upon a couple that lead to a tragic accident. What happens when all that is left are those unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chapter 01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Y-yeon hee?&amp;rdquo; she stuttered.  She didn&amp;rsquo;t expect her to see her like that, especially with him. Her arms wrapped loosely around his neck, their lips smudged with her red lipstick, his hands on her waist. It was like a scene from a drama wherein the lead sees her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman. But only this time, there were no lines to be said, no script to be memorized, no directors to tell them how to act, no cameras to film them. It was all real and that was what scared her. There was no knowing what her friend would do to them and to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was with him, the man she loved the most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was him who gave her the reason to keep on striving, a chance at love, and meaning to her life, a reason to take a risk to keep on living. The very man who gave her everything and meant her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, who, she too, loved the most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee ah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she squeaked. She knew that she shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have done that act, but she did. She knew that she would cause trouble for everyone if she did that. She knew that she might lose a friend, no, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t just a friend to her. Yeon Hee was like a sister to her. And she knew that by doing that, she might jeopardize their friendship. She knew everything, all of the consequences that might occur, yet she stood there, her heart that was once full of longing for this man in her arms, is now full of remorse for this woman who is standing before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;hellip;it was already eating her inside, her love for him. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t keep it in anymore. Her heart was aching for him and his loving touches. And she kept all of her emotions to herself for almost ten years. She knew that he was Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s and that he belonged to her. She respects their relationship. But she loves him too much. So, so much, that it took a lot to keep all her emotions in. She just had to make him feel that she loves her to the bottom of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She snickered. &amp;ldquo;I would have never thought that this would happen, Go Eun Ah.&amp;rdquo; Yeon Hee&amp;rsquo;s voice was filled with sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment, she ought to be.&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to be. She &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to show everyone that she, Lee Yeon Hee, is strong and perfect, just like &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. And she couldn&amp;rsquo;t let their expectations down, she already let them down by staying with him, she already let her family down by choosing him over her responsibilities as their only daughter. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t, again, show these money-eyed monsters that she is weak, that she is less that what &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; could ever be. Or else, she would be seen again as nothing more but a crybaby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all she has ever been, a crybaby. She had been trying with all her might to change that part of herself, until he came into her life, telling her to be herself, for he loves her just the way she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew at that moment, that the person who told her that wasn&amp;rsquo;t with her anymore. She refused to see anything anymore, for her heart has died. All she believed in now was what he had told her before was shit. A lie to make a fool out of her somber existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;My bestfriend and boyfriend. Wow, bullshit. You should have just told me about this earlier, so I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have my parents pity me and waste their precious money on me.&amp;rdquo; She mocked them, hands on her hips, giving off an aura that they were not used to seeing. The Yeon Hee they knew was gentle and caring, yet very frank. Her words were always mixed with subtleness and never dared to speak foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeon Hee&amp;hellip;its not what you think.&amp;rdquo; He stuttered.  He really didn&amp;rsquo;t want those words to come out like he had been lying to her all along, but it did. It just did when he saw this side of the woman he loves that she has never shown him before, even if they were living under the same roof for five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell Jaejoong. What the fucking hell do you take me for? An insensitive moron? Or am I just one of the shit that you&amp;rsquo;re playing at?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He froze. Never in his life has he seen Yeon Hee talk like that. She was not the type to talk back; she&amp;rsquo;s the type that takes everything in, never letting anything out. The girl who would keep smiling even if she is being insulted on her face. But now, she was nowhere near that girl that he fell in love with. And it was all because of a kiss. A kiss that will ruin them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you think I&amp;rsquo;ll fall for your shitty excuses again? Damn it Jaejoong! Do you think I didn&amp;rsquo;t see all those text messages you sent to her? All of those calls you&amp;rsquo;ve made to her? Do you think I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t know a single thing about your fucking affair?&amp;rdquo; she vociferated. The hall was still dead silent. Not one soul dared to break the deafening silence that filled the room fearing that if they did, something bad will happen. Then, her breaths became heavy as a knot started to form in her throat. She inwardly cursed herself feeling the tears starting to creep upon her eyes. He only watched her as the droplets of saline slowly escaped her eyes, making all her efforts in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, she had proven herself that the only thing she could do at that time was voice out her anger, curse, and cry her heart out. And then, she would come running back into his arms again. She continuously muttered the words stupid and pathetic under her breath, for that was what she considered herself as. Before she met him, she continuously labeled women who were hurt by the men they love who come back running back into their arms only to get hurt more as pathetic losers who are so desperate of having someone by their side. But now, she was one of them. The people who are too scared of letting go when they should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pained Jaejoong to see her like that. What pained him more was the fact that he was partly responsible for that. This fight was not in his plans, not a single minute of it. He, then, slowly made his way to the crying maiden that stood before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he kept coming to her, she stepped back, not wanting to feel his touch even the slightest skin contact with him, she refused it. She wanted nothing of it; however, her heart yearned for it. Her heart told her that she needed it in every minute of her life. But her mind told her that she needed to avoid it. She knew if he touched her again, she would end up forgiving him again. When she forgives him, he would, again, do something to stab her in the heart. Then, the cycle just continuously repeats itself over and over again. And that was something she didn&amp;rsquo;t want for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was hurt. She always was, but not as much at that moment. Betrayal can hurt more than losing a loved one to Death. It can hurt more than not being accepted and loved by your own family. Because with love and betrayal, a person&amp;rsquo;s world could shatter into a million shards and his trust burst like a bubble, never to be found again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart just died. After seeing two of her most important people together, kissing each other, she confirmed that she never wants to love again. Not after what just happened between her and Jaejoong, not again would she risk being hurt more just to be with a person who claims to love her more than any other woman in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to cry. To cry her heart out with the last person she can trust herself with. To let down your tears and be weak to someone is never a weakness, but to her it was. For Yeon Hee, it was already a sin to just plainly cry, what more to cry your all your woes to someone else? But, as much as she didn&amp;rsquo;t want it, she desperately needed to do so before she could drown in all her miseries.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she didn&amp;rsquo;t need comfort from any of the people that surrounded her. Only because the person she needs isn&amp;rsquo;t with her in that hall.  The people that surrounded her at that time are the very people that have caused all of her loneliness. They have brought her nothing but misery and insecurity. Although he has brought her happiness, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t joy. For joy is eternal and nothing in this world is eternal except for the problems that constantly come in our lives. A person&amp;rsquo;s life is made out of things that constantly come and go. And to promise eternal love, is just something to make someone hope that the person&amp;rsquo;s words are true. To make false hopes and promises are what people has always done, just like what he did with her. And it hurt her so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Jaejoong, her lover who stood there in front of her, wanting to make things ok for her. Not him who hurt her even if he only intended to make her the happiest woman alive. How can he even think of doing that to the only person he truly loves? In our pursuit of giving another person happiness, we end up doing things that hurt ourselves and the person we love more. And that&amp;rsquo;s what he did and regretted doing now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Eun Ah, her best friend who was also in tears, in tears of pure guilt. Temptation is one thing that we cannot avoid but reject in our choice of actions. In her case, she chose temptation&amp;rsquo;s sweet calls for the price of her friendship with the girl she grew up with and shared every moment with. In this cruel world we live in, we can never have everything we want, we can only choose between two equally important things, and Eun Ah chose love over an equally important friend. And for every choice we make, it brings a consequence, and love&amp;rsquo;s consequence is something that will forever change their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even Sooyoung, who is also an equally treasured friend of hers, who knew everything but chose to hope for the better. But in doing nothing, it brought all of them more misery than what they could hold. She never thought that this would happen. Never did she think that Eun Ah would o that far as to hurt her own friend for her own satisfaction. But, she never thought, along with everyone else, that something like a kiss would be enough to be able to show another side of Yeon Hee that none of them had ever dreamed of seeing. At that moment, she stood there, her heart torn as well, but not of love, but because of her friends who fell in love with the same man, and of confusion that the moment brought them. Who to side with, she doesn&amp;rsquo;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one. Yes, no one. She expected nothing from these people as they never gave her any kind of comfort on the times she needed their mere presence to bring a smile upon her face. She could never expect anything from anyone anymore after what she has experienced in life. Never again.</content>
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    <content type="html">So tis my obssession over Kim Ryeowook of Super Junior! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eternal magnae just kills me with his adorable quirks and shyness..so.. a little something for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please do credit &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_rainne_yuumei' lj:user='rainne_yuumei' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://rainne-yuumei.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;rainne_yuumei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  if you're going to use ok?? you're just going to put credits to &amp;lt;lj user=&amp;quot;rainne_yuumei&amp;quot;&amp;gt; on the description. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/wookieforpres.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/henryismine.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/henwook.jpg" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dorkwookie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/dorkwookie.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rockwook.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/rockwook.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gunslingerwookie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q1/lors6000/gunslingerwookie.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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