Yu Jun Wang's Story

Jun stood in front of the wardrobe, his arms firmly crossed and his eyebrows knitted together. It was clear that he had just stepped out from the shower, his hair was damp and a white fluffy towel was wrapped loosely around his waist. Normally, he wouldn't take this much time over an outfit but today was different. He didn't know what to expect from this party, but he did know that the venue was a large and luxurious ballroom. It was assumed people would take effort over their attire, not doing so would look rude and ignorant. He didn't even recall what the celebration was for exactly. A family reunion? Sounded like a blatant excuse to him. Jun shook his head, now was not the time to be skeptic. After all, Being late certainly wouldn't help the problem.

Once he had dried himself and returned the towel back to its rightful place, Jun slipped on a fitting white shirt, making sure to button it all the way, and his grey trousers. Rummaging through one of his drawers, he found the long strip of silk that was a bow tie. He carefully knotted it in place and fiddled around with it for a while in front of the mirror near his bed. He knew it would've been easier to just buy a clip-on, but tying it himself always led to a sense of self-satisfaction. Jun approached a glass cabinet which contained every pair of shoes he had. After much thought, he chose out a delicate pair of suede brogues, they were the colour of beige and reached just below his ankles. He rarely wore these outside unless for formal occasions and they felt reasonably snug on his feet. He fished out an ivory blazer, he decided not to wear it just yet and instead folded it over one arm. Jun approached the door before turning around and gazing across the room. Upon inspection, the area looked clean and neat; just the way he liked it. He grinned and nodded to himself before heading out, making sure to lock the door gently behind him.

Jun walked out into the corridor, his brother's room was somewhere farther along. He knocked on the door a few times before peaking in.
"Gēge, are you getting ready? We should be going soon." Said Jun, he decided to stare at the wall adjacent to him; avoiding anything he didn't want to see. He then continued to stroll down the winding hallway and down the staircase onto the first floor. He made his way to the kitchen, figuring he would just wait for Jian in there while he was getting ready.

Jian had awoken to Wang's call. "Gēge, are you getting ready? We should be going soon." Jian grunted and threw a pair of three-hundred dollar headphones at the door. He wasn't happy, he was starving and had gone through three meetings with a hangover. "I don't think that drinking contest was such a good idea...."He muttered into the pillow, which was a panda, a gift from a female gang member sometime ago. The other members obviously thought something was between them, but Jian denied it. A groan now came from him as he rolled to the side and fell onto the floor. A crinkling sound greeted him as he lay there. A reminder. His father was making sure Jian went to the party. With malevolence, Jian made his way to the shower.

Twenty minutes later....he had finished showering. He had dried himself and wrapped the towel loosely as he made his way to a cherrywood vanity and grabbed the cake sitting there, red velvet with whipped cream. Jian shoved the whole slice in his mouth and made his way to the wardrobe. "Why so such stuffy clothes old man...."He grumbled as he stared at the formal section of his closet. Five minutes of deliberation led to a tight fitting Black dress shirt, he left the top two buttons unbuttoned, and black slacks. At random Jian picked a red blazer and black pants. A cherrywood cabinet in the corner was his next stop. He grabbed a shiny pair of black dress shoes, specially designed by himself to allow him to run, kick, and whatever if he got attacked at a party. When he was satisfied with his look, Jian moved to the vanity. A white tie was laid out already, which he tied quickly with precision, and a quick glance in the mirror showed his hair in his usual straightness. With that he grabbed the three-hundred dollar headphones and placed them around his neck, the iPod in his left back pocket.

Jian had walked down the last few doors of the corridor, taking care to kick the old man's and place a banana peel before reaching the kitchen. Jun was here and....with an oddly tied tie. Jian on reflex reached out and fixed in a few seconds. He threw an arm around his little brother, more of a chokehold, and ruffling the kid's hair. "So cutie...going to get laid today?" He said with a twisted grin as he dragged Jun along in the chokehold to the garage. "Well going to answer??"

Jun wasn't quick enough to react, and before he knew it, the bow-tie had been redone. He had to admit that his brother did have a knack of doing it better than he ever could.
"Woah, woah, geez! I can do it myself you know," Grumbled Jun, swiping away Jian's hands and covering his neck possessively. He felt a sudden weight around his shoulders and close around his throat.
"So, cutie... Going to get laid today?" Said Jian, a devilish grin spreading across his face.
"You really should stop calling me that, Shi-shi." Replied Jun through gritted teeth as he tried to tear off his brother's iron hold, but he knew it was futile,"No, actually. I-"
But before he could finish his sentence, he felt Jian shift; his arm still tightly around Jun. The poor boy had no choice but to follow, stumbling occasionally while choking out complaints. They quickly made their way out of the kitchen and towards the garage, which looked more like a large warehouse rather than a hooded area just to park cars in. He felt his brother's grip relax slightly as they both stopped abruptly inside the building.

"Well, going to answer?"
"No, I am not. I plan to stay well away from girls this evening." Sighed Jun, slightly in a huff. "Now gerroff me!"
Once he had entangled himself from Jian's powerful hold - who had still continued to resist - he stepped a considerable distance away and brushed out his white blazer.
"You're going to get my suit dirty before we even get there," Mumbled the smaller male, as he did up his collar again.
He eyed the headphones around Shi-shi's neck. He frowned at his brother before dismissing it quickly. He was used to his brother trying to act all superior but he - more or less - deserved it, being the gang's heir and all. Just to annoy him, Jun decided to approach Jian and quickly do up the remaining buttons before returning to his original position, his tongue dutifully sticking out.

An impressive collection of vehicles were laid out before the pair, Jun gazed at each of them in turn. Buick Rivera, Cadillac, Jaguar, Rolls-Royce, several Lamborghinis and BMWs, even a few Mini Coopers could be seen in the corner, the list could go on and on. It would've made a poor man cry. His beloved Aston Martin Virage was seated snuggly in the middle. He looked at it affectionately. Oh, how it's spotless white exterior gleamed majestically in the sunlight. It wasn't his yet, but his father had bought it specifically for him early on this year. He knew he had the exam in the bag and once he reached 18, it was all his. Just because he was associated with a gang didn't mean he wanted to get things through illegal means - unless forced to. Even still, his hands itched to grasp that leather driving wheel.

Jun blinked and raised his arm as he inspected the time on his gold-plated Rolex. A crease appeared on his forehead, it wasn't good.
"We should hurry," He muttered.

Jian merely smiled at Jun's comments. Then he scowled when Jun managed to get out of his grip and button his shirt up. It was very stuffy, so to counter act that he loosenend the tie and slipped on the headphones. A blast of the song Sexy Love by T-ARA started and Jian began to skip around to the beat, moving down the rows of cars and noticing his brother's eyes drift to a white Auston Martin. The old man had said he bought it, but Jian knew it was illegally bought. Jian was the one who had to deal the drugs for the car, almost getting killed when they wanted more drugs and he refused. He looked at Jun's proud gleam and longing, he sighed. "Jun the ca-" The sound of the garage door opening with a crack and bang.

The old man, AKA Yu Xiao Ba, angrily began to approach the two brothers, his cane gun swishing. "YU JIAN SHI!!!!! YOU ARE DEAD YOU HEAR!!! DEAD!!!" The old man's face was a blotchy red and Jian held his hands up as if to create calm. "Baba it was a harml-" A crack and bang was heard. The window of the car behind Jian shattered with a bullet. "HEY!!! your were actual-" Another crack and bang, by then Jian was running. "JIAN TODAY THE DEADLY TIGERS WILL HAVE A NEW HEIR!!" The secretary came running down by now at the ruckus being made and only to shrink into a corner. She was overwhelmed by this.

The fight went on for about an hour, before the old man had run out of bullets. "Jun we're going to get outta here now....Baba might have a rocket launcher or machine gun now...so.." Jian said with a shakey voice and scooped up his brother, making a mad dash to his Lamborghini. He dropped Jun into the passenger seat, buckled him up, sat in the driver seat, and started the engine. By then Dad had started coming towards them and Jian stepped on the gas. They missed the old man by a few inches and a sharp turn on to the road sent a screeching cry into the night. "Jun...remind me never to try and prank Dad again...." With that he turned on the radio and off they went. About a half-hour went by before getting to the hotel. "Time to get this over with..."

Jun had spent the first few minutes in a state of paralysis, shock forcing him down on the seat; not quite comprehending what had happened a few minutes ago. It didn't last long, he had spent the remaining duration of the journey lecturing his brother. He was still muttering under his breath when the pair stepped out of the convertible from either side. Jian handed the keys to the waiting valet and they made their way into the impressive building.

The brothers stepped into the ballroom and paused, using the time to scan the venue. They were standing on a wide set of marble stairs, lavishly decked out with a deep crimson carpet. Below them, Festivities were well under way as the dance floor was already thick with socialites, happily mingling with one another; flutes of bubbly champagne dangling from their hands. The infectious sound of merriment intertwined with a gentle melody in the background which a string quartet and a pianist performed on the raised stage in the corner. The grumbling noise projecting from his stomach distracted him momentarily. He turned his head towards Jian.
"Hey, Shi-shi, I'm kinda hungry. Could you save me a seat while I get food?" Jun asked, but he frowned when he saw a flow of girls coming towards his brother, who already looked preoccupied. The boy shook his head and made his way down the steps, not bothering to wait for Jian's reply.

Fortunately, the long buffet table was located near the entrance, not to mention noticeable. It covered the length of the room, layered with plates and plates full of heavenly food. Jun's mouth water and he did not hesitate to grab a clean plate from the edge and start piling up, carefully avoiding any foods he assumed were salty. Despite his rumbling stomach, his sweet tooth ached for something to gnaw. He traveled to the end of the table, where the deserts were set. It was all tantalizing to the eye, but the one thing that caught his attention was a large glass cake stand, which had several floors, situated in the centre. There were a number of small delicacies resting on the platforms; not only were there heavily iced fairy cakes but there were also baked meringues, macaroons, small éclairs, puff pastries and tartlets. They were all individually intricately decorated in some way, whether it be glazed over with some sweet substance or adorned with tiny sugary hearts and an abundant amount of sprinkles.

His eye's drifted towards a particular cupcake which made his lips tingle. He grasped his plate with his left hand so he could use his right to reach out, intent on swiping it first.

"I get it Jun..."Jian said as they had gotten out of the convertible, Jian noticed a few Dragon members hang around outside. They walked by them as they entered the building. He and the two dragon members gazes locked, they were warning looks. "Joon is probably here then..." he muttered to himself and stuffed his hands into his pockets. However he had to run and catch up to Jun, who had left him behind.

Jian entered the ballroom, giving it only a brief sweep. He was used to all the lavish displays. Though the pianist's music teased at his attention enough for him to take off the headphones. It held a gentle tune with it, but underneath it held sadness. The music brought a flashback to his eyes. A ballroom, Jian just 17 and leaning against a marble pillar, and just meeting a female dragon member. He had fallen for her, a real love, that ni-
"Hey, Shi-shi, I'm kinda hungry. Could you save me a seat while I get food?"
"Sure JJ..." Jian replied to his brother who was already walking away. He made his way to a table near the pianist, the music nostalgic to him. As he sat down, a group of girls swarmed around him, hopefulness and eagerness on there faces. "Jian remember me right?" One said. "Do you like my dress." Another asked. "No way that is so last season." Another called out. "Ladies your all beautiful and of course I remember you all~" Jian said with a twinkling smile, earning squeals and sighs from the crowd of girls. One of the girls sat in the seat meant for Jun and Jian was about to protest, but a slow tune was struck and couples began to head to the dancefloor. "Jian will you dance with me?" The girl who was sitting in Jun's seat asked. "No he's going to dance with me!" Another girl screamed and the two began bickering and slapping. Alll the other girls began arguing as well. Jian however walked past them calmly and to a shy looking girl at the edge of all the girls. "Would you like to dance with me..?" Jian asked her gently. She nodded, going red, and Jian led her to the floor.

He danced with girl for two dances. Learning her name was Xiao Lizi, and a famous technician's daughter. "I have a question...why did you dance with me?" Xiao asked at the end of their dance. "I'm not confident or pretty as the other girls." Jian smiled. "Because you were the only one who seemed mature enough out of all of them and your much more beautiful then them." He said with a devilish grin as he brushed the girl's long bangs away from her eyes. "Just have confidence and believe you are pretty. It causes you to be more attractive!" Jian left the girl with a kiss on her hand and made his way back to his table. The girls had dispersed except for one, that girl in Jun's seat. "So is it my turn to dance yet Jian?" Which he shot back with a cold glare, the girl still stayed put and he decided to get away. It worked because another guy took his seat, but now Jian and Jun had nowhere to sit, well a place to sit that Jian liked.

Yamato Junko

The scent of caviar took away Jun's attention from One Piece and looked at the waitress who is clearly trying to impress Joon. But the scent of the caviar made Jun remember that she haven't eaten anything since lunch time.

"You guys do me a favor and watch this for a while." Joon said as he took the tray away from the girl and sat it on the table in front of Jun and Hei.

Jun's eyes rolled at Joon, "What a player." She said as she placed a bookmark on the manga and placed it inside the leather bag with the other volumes of One Piece, "Guard this with your life, Hei." She said as she pointed on the bag with a serious tone. Jun isn't joking about that. She loves her manga so dearly; she did buy every single volume of each manga she bought.

Jun walked towards the buffet table and saw they were serving English food. Her face scrunched up a bit, "Why?" She asked in a disgusted tone. The single time she ate English food is the time when an English prince tried to ask for her hand. That night, she spent the whole evening by the bathroom barfing out all the English food she ate. Her brown eyes trailed towards the end and saw deserts; her eyes sparkled. It's English main courses she hates but if it's deserts, well that's a whole different story. She quickly made her way to the end and grabbed a few cakes and cookies. She then saw a delicious looking cupcake, "You're mine!" She thought. Though as she reaches for the cupcake, her collided with another hand. She looked at the owner of the hand and saw a seemingly cute Chinese dude but a blush didn't appear on her face. What can she say? After meeting handsome, cute and cool suitors to take her hand, glamorous looks doesn't do a thing anymore. But Jun is polite and retrieved her hand, "Oh, sorry." She said in Japanese, and after she realized that she spoke in her native tongue, a blush of embarrassment appeared on her face, "I mean sorry!" She then said in Korean, "What's wrong with me?" She asked herself as she grabbed another cupcake instead and went to the beverage section.

"Nice to see you too..." Jian said in response to Joon's "greeting". His eyes searched for his brother so he could tell them where he was sitting. Though when he found Jun, he seemed to be busy with sweets and a girl?? Jian rubbed his eyes quickly and then shrugged it off. "About time JJ..." He muttered to himself. As kids Jun never was very good with girls. Always avoiding them, while He went off messing with them and calling them cute. He laughed at it, getting a strange look from a passing waiter. "Ah....."

The music had stopped. The pianist seemed to be leaving for another appointment and was arguing with the host. In his mind Jian debated wether or not to go intervene or to go to Joon's table and ignore it. A compromise was made. Play one piece and then go to the table. He had a goal to play in a ballroom like this after all. Why not do that now? With that Jian walked up to the piano. The leather seat was very comfortable and he eased up. The piano's sleek black suface reflected his own excited eyes back to him. He placed his fingers on the sleek keys. Before starting to play he saw people watching him intently, but he felt glad. "Just go with it..." He nimbly began to play the piano, coming up with new notes to a song he new well. The song popped into his mind and he was pretty sure everyone here know what the song was. Jian looked up while playing to see couples dancing, a few crying, and oddly enough the pianist and the host laughing and talking. "Guess music can touch everyone..."He mumbled, by then the string quartet had joined in and Jian was grinning. As the song ended clapping filled the room. He bowed politely and walked over to Joon, his eyes widening as he saw a girl at the table. She was very beautiful.

He stood at the table not sitting. He widened his eyes at Joon, they clearly were asking who this was.

Jun's eyes widened slightly as he saw an unfamiliar presence reach out to the very same muffin. His hand quickly retreated as he glanced up at the stranger. He was surprised to see a beautiful girl artfully dressed in a suit.

"Ā, gomen."

Did she just speak Japanese? Thought Jun. He groaned mentally as he tried to remember how to reply back. Like his brother, Jun had also been taught several other languages; albeit forcefully. However, he was not as fluent as Jian when speaking it. Jun was a natural when it came to understanding and reading but it was a totally different ball game when having to physically pull phrases out of his mouth. The boy often stumbled over words, his lack of skill was then emphasized with a strong Chinese accent. He was struggling to find the difference between shinpai shinaide or shinpai shinaku when he heard the girl continue talking.

"Mian mal-iya!"

Jun's lips twitched upwards slightly as he suppressed a light chuckle. It was Korean this time, did she think he was Korean? As a Chinese person, you would've expected Jun to be slightly annoyed and react differently. However, he couldn't help but sigh in resignation; she was too cute to be told her mistake. Besides, not that many people knew the difference anyway; there was a mix of the two in the building tonight. He watched as a shade of red emerged from her cheeks. Jun decided to bow his head, a shy smile plastered on his face; uttering words in his accent would only be embarrassing. The girl's eyes darted elsewhere, as she grabbed a different cupcake and hurried past him. He liked how she came in a suit, the other girls here seemed too superficial as they flaunted their bodies in skimpy dresses. It was a pleasant surprise.

Jun didn't realise he had been staring until she had reached the drinks, and and turned back towards the cupcakes. His hand arched towards the same cupcake and hesitated. What if she comes back for another? He chose something else and took a bite. Despite her masculine attire, one's eye could not deny the lithe and delicate figure underneath. His view drifted upwards, she couldn't fool anyone with such a dainty face. But she didn't seem to care one bit, the girl's presence practically boasted of pride and confidence (despite the episode earlier). For this, Jun was in wondrous awe.

A bubble of a thought ached to know more about her, but Jun knew it was futile. What would he say? How would he introduce himself? What if she didn't want to be talked to? He wasn't a person who could just walk up to anyone and chat. He was courteous and polite but he lacked social grace, it was often his brother who would absorb all the attention. With ease, in fact. That reminds me. He bit his lip as he scoured the perimeter. Jun distinctly remembered telling Jian to save some seats. The boy immediately pinpointed his brother amongst the crowds, placed comfortably behind the piano - the original performers oddly to the side - playing a heart-wrenching song which Jun had been completely oblivious to up until now. As always, Jian played with a fluidity and elegance of a pianist who was born to sit on that seat. Rightfully, he was so. It was a delight to the ears, Jun drank up the curious tune; intoxicated. The boy switched, however, when he realised that Gēgē had not saved any seats like he had asked him to. Not knowing where to move, Jun decided to stay put - while nibbling on his cupcake - and continued to sway slightly along with the melody until it reached its regretful end and the room woke with a thunderous round of applause.

Jian broke from his trance once Joon introduced the girl and he swallowed with difficulty. This beauty was Joon's sister?! At this thought, Jian almost burst into laughter and his eyes watered as he held back the laugh. He turned his attention back to the girl, on closer inspection Jian saw another girl with her, but he shook off the eerie feeling. "Yes, as your brother says my name is Yu Jian Shi." Jian said in perfect korean as he moved to an empty seat next to Hei. He gave her a dazzling smile before turning his attention to Joon. "Did you like the piano piece? I pretty sure its familiar to you?" His eyes twinkled like a little child waiting to be praised. "And how's the family business?" Jian hinted what he meant and hoped Joon got it. But, before Joon got to answer. A very familiar face joined them.

"Xiao wh-" He caught himself and stared blankly at Xiao. Despite Xiao's well practiced mask of seduction, Jian barely noticed that his eye's showing the opposite of what he felt. Xiao was one of the few prostitues in the Deadly Tigers'. Jian had no idea when he had joined, but he did know Xiao was a prostitue of his own will. He secretly admired Xiao's daring and had a deep respect for him, even if his greediness and clingness made Jian cringe. "Been working all day have you?" He asked airily to break tension when Joon reacted a bit...beside himself? 'Difficulty swallowing and choking....rare for Joon' he thought, wondering also why Xiao was here and why Joon was his client of all people. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jun standing around.

Jian waved an arm to get his attention and getsured with goofy gestures to get to the table. Another girl had joined them and introduced herself. Jian nodded in response and held out a hand. "My name is Yu Jian Shi. I'm the- the...manager at an office." He managed to say and come up with. The girl didn't seem to like him from Jian's view and messing with her wouldn't be the best idea. He was bored, but saying it wasn't very polite and he turned his attention back to Chun Hei. He genuinely thought she was pretty, and really wanted to actually get to know her. She had a certain aura to her that drew him. 'Maybe I should try getting serious for once...' He thought reluctantly and a chilling memory shoved its way into his mind again. Jian's smile fazed for a bit and he lowered his head to look at his shoes, the shiny black reflecting himself.

Smiling sweetly in appreciation, Xiao sat down on the bench next to Joon, rather close to him. Whether working or not, Xiao had absolutely no sense of personal space, none at all. In fact, it often seemed like he went out of his way to get as uncomfortably close to someone as possible - sometimes this was the case, actually - he usually just ended up unconsciously inching towards someone until he was pressed up against them. Because of this, most people who knew him tended to do their best to avoid sitting next to him, or, in the case of those who found him attractive, ended up taking advantage of this and sitting as close to him as possible without seeming odd.

"I'm Xiao," he replied, twisting to the side slightly so that he was able to shake the other male's hand. "Nice to meet you, Su Joon." He added in a nod to the woman who was sitting across to him once her introduction sank into his head. "And you, Jun." He had a habit of calling everyone by what they told him to call them, never adding any honorifics or anything else that society would consider 'polite'. Among friends, this was generally okay, but among strangers, this had a tendency to get him beaten up. Xiao didn't mind that, though. His job was practically to get beaten up, at least when he was around his rougher clients. A bit of extra pain on the side was nothing.

"Ah, hello, Jian," Xiao said pleasantly, his sweet, fake smile still plastered on his face. "Fancy seeing you here. Having fun?" The thin male ran a hand through his auburn hair, pulling some strands out of their ponytail to hang in front of his face, framing his eyes."Yeah, I had a rather persistent client this morning, he just would not let me go." In Xiao's case, this phrase - one that was usually taken to be an idiom - could be taken very, very literally. "Well, if that question about working was intended for me, that is," he added quickly, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

Jun had not realised he had been standing idle until he noticed his brother usher him towards a table. The boy was surprised he had not seen him walk from the piano! A loaded plate balanced precariously within his grasp, he hurriedly approached Jian. By the time he got there, his brother was already busy with a girl seated. He blinked at the expression on his face, how could've he described it? Lovedrunk? Jun hardly saw that expression unless his brother was determined about a girl. The boy couldn't help but mentally groan, he wanted to forget what happened last time he got serious. Jun could only pray that he had chosen the right one this time. Although, this girl looked just as enchanted as he did with her. Not quite knowing what to do, Jun awkwardly patted Shi-shi on the shoulder - not wanting to disrupt the conversation they were having - and examined the remaining occupants on the table.

The boy instantly recognised Kim Su Joon, the heir of the Sacred Dragons. Jun knew that him and Jian had a friendly relationship, despite the two gangs not quite being on equal terms.
"Hello, Joon. It's good to see you." He said quietly, a warm grin on his face. "It's been some ti-"
Jun couldn't help but stare. Who was that beside him? Was that... Xiao? What was he doing here? After a short moment of sputtering, which Jun attempted to cover up as clearing his throat, he turned towards the prostitute.
"Good afternoon to you, Xiao." babbled Jun, he nodded his head towards him; a pleasant smile planted on his face. He felt ashamed for reacting like that towards a fellow Tiger, he hoped he was forgiven. Was Joon his client? If so, the heir wouldn't see what was coming. Xiao could eat up a man alive.

He then turned, and bowed once more but to the other people seated. The boy decided this would be the best time to introduce himself. He placed his plate down, aware that he would have to pick it up again afterwards.
"Um, hello. I'm Yu Jun Wang, Jian's brother. Nice to meet you." He mumbled, fiddling with his tie.

Yamato Junko

Jun looked at her friend with a cocked eyebrow, "Either she's getting high or she just wants to look cool to the pianist." Jun thought as she watches her friend stumble upon words to say. She sighed mentally and sat quietly and partly ignored the young man's introduction, well she did listened but she chose to act not to acknowledge him, "His name is Yu Jian Shi and he is a manager at an office...that's one lame lie. He's even lamer than Usopp (a character in One Piece who lies a lot). A manager at an office...tch. He just doesn't want to say he's from another gang, probably opposing to ours if he doesn't want to say what gang he came from."

She went back to reading the third volume of One Piece while eating one of the cakes she got from the buffet table. Unaware that another guest has joined their table, she still carried on with her reading, not wanting to see how much has progressed with Joon's flirting but she would sometimes peek from her manga if the Jian guy is doing any harm to Hei, "I do need a new dummy to test my new techniques."

Though curiosity got the better of Jun and so she read the last line of what Luffy was saying and giggled at the humor. Her dark brown eyes peeked from her manga to see who the new stranger in their table and widen her eyes, "It's him!" She thought as she remembered her encounter with him at dessert section of the buffet table.

"Um, hello. I'm Yu Jun Wang, Jian's brother. Nice to meet you." He mumbled, fiddling with his tie.

Jun lost interest and went back to reading her manga, also she hopes that he wouldn't see her and recognize her as the girl who didn't know what language to use. She took the last bite of the piece of cake and took a sip of water then proceeded to the next volume of One Piece.

"Hello Jian. My name is Jian, no I-I mean it's Chun Hei. But I guess you already know that because of my mother, n-no I mean my brother Joonie. That's my nickname for him. Joonie." Hei's suttering caused a small stab of dissapointment to knaw at Jian's mind. 'Can't one girl talk to me without getting flustered....then again..' He got lost in his thoughts, still staring at his shiny, but worns shoes. Jun's awkward patting brought him back to earth. "Ninja much..?" He asked his brother, who was introducing himself. Then he turned to Xiao. "That's your fault isn't it? Striking that kind of deal? But buisness is buisness right?" He gave the prosititue a wicked smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "And yes the question was aimed at you." A r'ather fond memory of first meeting this guy stretched Jian's grin. Jian was only 16 years-old and had just scene Xiao lurking around the house, probably something to do with his father. But, he knew when to recognize members of the gang and thought it would be nice to make a new friend. That turned embarrassing for him and he learned Xiao's scary nature, well scary to Jian.

He faced Hei once again with a softer grin. "It all right. Besides even if people tell you that you talk to much, its still a gift not many have. The ability to create conversations out of nothing is really entertaining and I guess it makes it less awkward and a bit more enjoyable between people who can't socialize as well. Like Joonie over here." Jian reached over and ruffled Joon's hair, the wicked grin once again playing on his lips. "He's a cutie, but he finds punching and other physical actions a way to start a conversation. Maybe you could edgucate him Miss Hei?" Right now Jian was genuinely enjoying himself.

Waves of animosity from the girl named Yamato Junko caused Jian to turn to her, meeting her cold gaze a few times. 'Japanese....yet affilitated with a Korean gang...Probably song rich girl runaway?" He studied her a bit, trying to remember any news about amous female Japanese runaways, nothing popping into memory. He shrugged off the suspicion and eyed the manga she was reading. "Wan..Pissu?" Jian asked Junko in Japanese. "Volume 4, Mikazuki? Where Usopp is joined by the Straw hat pirates to stop the ex-pirate Kuro from killing Kaya right?" He read manga himself and he thought maybe he could try and get on the tomboy's good side by appealing to her tastes.

(OOC: It's been awhile since I read One Piece...so correct me if I am wrong about that volume t_t)

Joon recovered from his coughing fit, though his throat still burned from the alcohol going down the wrong pipe. He straightened up and shook Xiao's—as he'd just learned was his name—hand in return. Why he had been so stunned was a mystery to him. He didn't usually get flustered around people seeing as how he grew up with them around him all of the time. It was highly uncharacteristic of him. He was very aware of exactly how close the other male was sitting to him, though he didn't really mind it, he couldn't help but feel a tad bit self-conscious. The thought made him quietly chuckle to himself. Joon never acted like this, he oozed confidence with everything he did, even if he was just retrieving the mail, he walked towards the mailbox like he owned the world. 'Get a hold of yourself Joon, this isn't the first time you've seen someone attractive.' Leaving his inner thoughts and coming back to reality, he started paying attention to the conversations around him again. He wondered how Jian and Xiao really knew each other but let the question fade as his attention was drawn to his sister's strange rambling. He looked at her and raised a brow, curious about her sudden change in behavior, even though he hadn't been doing much better himself. He knew of only one instance of her acting like that and it was when she first met her ex-boyfriend. The sheer thought of Hei liking Jian, even in the slightest bit, was enough to send a sickening chill down
his spine. He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind, not having the strength to dwell on the matter any longer.

Joon's right hand immediately shot up to fix his hair when Jian messed with it while poking his bottom lip out as if he were pouting. "I have my own special way of greeting people." Of course it was reserved for people he knew well, and even then there were some—like his father—who he wouldn't dare greet in such a manner least he wanted to have his hand cut off. Time was ticking by and Joon no longer felt the need to stay at the event much longer, but he didn't plan on returning alone when a new thought popped up in his mind. He directed his attention back to Xiao, feeling much bolder, he leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "I'd love to get to know you somewhere more private." He pulled away with his hand still lingering on Xiao's thigh, a small grin on his face. Was Joon the type to know someone for five minutes and try to take them home? Well, yeah. He was kind of a manwhore, Hei chastised him for it regularly. It never bothered him though, he couldn't see himself being with just one person, the thought made him shudder. If he were ever to get in a monogamous relationship he'd feel like he was neglecting the others who deserved his special attention.

Yamato Junko

There are three things that can break Jun from reading her manga, one is if someone touch her, second is if she is curious on what happened beyond the small book because of her surroundings and lastly if someone is trying the strike up a conversation with her by commenting something about the manga she was reading. Usually, she preferred the third thing that can break her from her precious manga but that all changed when Jian spoke to her about the manga, "Volume 4, Mikazuki? Where Usopp is joined by the Straw hat pirates to stop the ex-pirate Kuro from killing Kaya right?"

She lowered the manga until her hand has reached her lap and gave Jian a blank stare, "Almost right. Usopp didn't join the Straw Hat pirates, the Straw Hat pirates joined Usopp in saving Kaya from that evil butler. I knew he was up to no good, his aura is just oozing of I'm a bad guy." She murmured the last part. Her eyes narrowed at Jian, "If he thinks he can just get to my good side just because he also knows the manga I'm reading, then he's dead wrong...okay maybe just a bit but he is dead wrong!" She thought then regretted not reading the manga right then.

"I'd love to get to know you somewhere more private." She heard Joon said. It gave her the chills and made the back of her hair stand up as she started to imagine what Joon would love to know about this feminine dude in a private room. She shook her head and tried to continue to manga, "I just had to read a lot of yaoi manga the past few weeks." She thought as she remembered all those rated 18 art.

Seeing that she couldn't go back to reading because of Joon's comment, she turned to Hei, "Hey Hei," Jun just loves calling her that way, "What time did you ask the driver to pick you up?"