Pairing: Yoochun/Changmin, Changmin/Yunho, Jaejoong/Junsu (later)
Genre: Romance, Light Comedy, Angst (later)
Disclaimer: I got the story line off a Indian Movie but I changed it a lot, and I don't own TVXQ either
A/N: This isn't beta-ed by anyone... but i re-wrote it like five times... ><
Summary: When a person meets another there is a story, How does ours end?
Meeting a person once is chance, Meeting a person twice is lucky, Meeting a person three times is fate, so If you meet a person five times is it love? Yoochun, an aspiring cartoonist, meets Changmin. Personalities clash but what happens when they unknowingly fall in love?
Previous: Part 1
, Part 2
____________________Part 39 years ago - New York
Changmin sat fuming in an aisle seat. His fingers pressing the buttons on his iPod furiously. Yoochun sat five rows behind him, looking harassed next to a fat man who continually bumped into him.
The plane landed without a hitch and all of the passengers got off and got their belongings from the baggage pick up. Placing all of his luggage into a cart Changmin started to wheel it out of the airport to where there were taxi standing outside.
"Changmin!" Yoochun turned the corner and spotted Changmin, "Changmin-shii! Changmin-ah!" Yoochun called out trying to get his attention to avail. Changmin kept walking refusing to acknowledge the –flirty, irritating, and amazing lips– man that was following him. Holding his bag Yoochun ran around to face Changmin and his cart right as he about to go out to get a taxi.
Yoochun placed a hand on Changmin's bag only to get it slapped away. "Okay I'm sorry, but I kissed you, you slapped me, score settled?"
Changmin fumed a little bit more. "Look Yoochun, I thought you were a interesting guy, a little stupid but interesting never the less, but still you don't know whether I am gay, bi or straight and you just turn around and plant a kiss on me? Yeah I went around with you in San Francisco and all but that doesn't let you kiss me!" Changmin said his voice getting slightly strained, he didn't want to make a scene but at least he was going to teach the stupid guy something. "You wanted to know how our story is ending right Yoochun? Well guess what there is no story, there is only 'The End' and this is the end."
Changmin pushed the cart around Yoochun how smiled and started to mutter to himself. "There are no 'The Ends' since life is a long time." Walking the other way.
_______________________6 months later - New York
The university campus was woodsy and very welcoming for Yoochun who had been here for six months. People littered the walkways, and couples stood by trees, the small pond shone in the sun, and the flags rippled in the breeze. 'It was a perfect day,' Yoochun thought looking at the person in front of him. He brushed a hand through her hair and smiled as she spoke, soft whispers of nothing floated into his ear when he look up past the girls head and past the tree they were standing behind. His eyes widened when he saw a man standing there holding a camera and taking pictures of everyone and everything.
"I'm going to be right back," Yoochun said trying to make something up a he continued to look at that man who was walking near to a food stand..
"Where are you going?" the girl in front of him asked curious why he was suddenly fidgety.
"Ummm... Hot Dog, I'm going to get a Hot Dog." Yoochun said seeing a random Hot Dog stand over by the photographer.
"Hot Dog? Hey Yoochun!, Can You get me one too?" She called out as Yoochun was already jogging away from her.
Changmin stood over by the Hot Dog stand buying a drink when he felt a person behind him. He knew very well who it was, he tried turning to avoid the person, he evaded it until the person stopped moving. Changmin didn't notice it 'till he looked down into the eyes of a laughing male.
"I knew it! It's you," Yoochun said laughing in his face.
"I know you too, now leave me alone." Changmin said walking away from the food stand through the grass grounds in the middle of the campus.
"Wait! Are you still angry?" Yoochun said running to keep up with Changmin's strides, "Come on Changmin I was only–" the people behind them, who were running ran into each other and landed in a heap on the ground with a thud.
"Look you appeared, that" Changmin motioned to the people getting up "was bound to happen." Changmin said taking a swig out of the juice container that he had just bought.
"Look, Changmin, after 6 months we're meeting in New York, like I said there is a story between us." Yoochun said stepping closer in a two-foot radius of Changmin completely ignoring the last comment.
"And what about your other story?" Changmin said pointing to the right.
"What story?" Yoochun said looking there trying to see in the glaring afternoon sun.
"You know the one, behind the tree..." Changmin trailed off, "In which you were doing..."
"Who? Me? I'm here only to study." Yoochun said, watching as Changmin took a small step closer.
"Yoochun?" A girls voice rang out between the two. They both looked over to where the voice was coming from. Yoochun looked with confusion as Changmin gaped.
"Minji-ah?" Changmin said as the girl came closer.
"Changminnie?" She said looking up at the tall man in front of her. Before throwing her hands around his neck. "You’re in New York!" she said after they finished the hug. Yoochun walked around Changmin over to Minji.
"Yeah, I'm studying photography, and Post Modern Music! And you?" Changmin said smiling warmly.
"Columbia University–" Minji got cut off as Yoochun grabbed her elbow and tried to drag her away from Changmin.
"Changmin! Have you met my boyfriend?" Minji said holding Yoochun's arm possessively, as Changmin nodded his eyebrows rising slightly.
"Yoochun is your boyfriend" Changmin said slowly looking at Yoochun whose face said 'Please don't tell her anything I beg you!'
"Ne! Ever since the entrance exam in Seoul, then we both transferred here!" Minji turned to Yoochun, "Changmin and I went to high school together,"
"Changmin was your classmate in high school?" Yoochun said slowly trying to mold his mind around the facts that were flying into his face.
"Yeah we went to school, but we didn't see each other after graduation." Minji said lightly pushing Changmin's arm. "How do you two know each other?"
Yoochun was just about to say something when Changmin cut him off. "Yoochun is your boyfriend..."
"Changmin is your high school classmate." The fact took a moment to sink in, but a moment was apparently too long for Minji.
"Yes, But how do you know each other?" She turned to Yoochun, "Tell me or else I'll make a scene." She threatened as Yoochun tried to calm her down. Grabbing her hand he was about to pull her away when Changmin got her attention again.
"When we met in San Francisco, She was still your girlfriend at the time?" Changmin said his smiled turning into a grin as Yoochun tried to save his own ass, but it wasn't working out to well since Minji was starting to get suspicious.
"You went to San Francisco?" Minji asked her voice getting slightly higher pitched.
"No, No, Lets go get food I saw this really nice restaurant" Yoochun said wrapping her arm around his arm and starting to pull.
Right when Changmin reached out and grabbed Minji's other hand, "Wait a minute I'll tell you everything Minji-ah on when and how we met in San Francisco."
"Oh My God, I'm late for my class," Yoochun said desperate for anything to save his poor behind, and Changmin was not helping. Changmin nodded highly amused as Yoochun ran off.
"What class? It is break!" Minji called out as Changmin held her arm.
Pulling her arm, Changmin started to talk, "I'll tell you what happened, in San Francisco…"
Yoochun hid behind a tree as Changmin walked with Minji taking pictures of her, of other people and of Yoochun behind a tree.
"He's a jerk, Minji-ah, I don't want you dating a guy that kissed me in the middle of a crowd in San Francisco. And hit on every girl or guy that walked through the airport revolving doors." Changmin said like an older brother.
Finishing his can of juice with an angry Minji next to him, he placed the can in Minji's hands before pointing to where Yoochun was standing, "There he is," Changmin said half laughing as Yoochun's whose face looked freaked out as Minji advanced on him throwing the can and hitting him in the back as he ran around the other side of the tree trying to evade the angry Korean girl.
Before Minji stopped and took a deep breath, "You can go flirt with all the girls in the world now, cause we're over!" Minji said before walking away running a hand through her hair.
"Listen–" Yoochun saw Changmin laughing, "Thanks!" He said sarcastically before walking away in pursuit of Minji, Changmin laughing grinned before walking the opposite direction
________________________3 Years Later - Seoul, South Korea
"Listen you have to have the marriage tent up in four days. Lee-shii, we've organized so many weddings before this one, I've given you so much business and now at the last minute? .... No ... No you have to do something... Now please." The woman hung up quickly her hands flying around ten different papers all laid out in the desk in front of her.
Nothing seems to be going well, ever," The woman continued as Yoochun walked in his hair long grown out, black and straight. "Why are you staring at me? Get to work we have a marriage to deliver!" The woman said to the four workers in front of her as Yoochun walked around to the other side of the desk and leaned on the woman's chair.
The four other people got up quickly and got to work Yoochun placed two hands on the woman's shoulder and rubbed. "Hi umma, nothing for breakfast?" Yoochun asked stretching a slight bit and he sat down. His mother rolled her eyes as she continued to work on the plans and the cost of the wedding. Then burst into tears, Yoochun started at her.
"I only asked for breakfast and you burst into tears?" Yoochun said rubbing his hair awkwardly.
"The tent isn't up, Lee-shii's wife is in labor and even the ring bearer is sick! Why haven't you cut your hair?" She ranted as Yoochun brushed aside this bangs that came down into his eyes.
"This is my Jun-Jin look," Yoochun said as his mother rolled her eyes and got back to working.
"I told you to stop organizing these weddings they only add to your already high BP" Yoochun continued as His mother started to write something down furiously.
"Yoochun please leave me alone" his mother said holding up her hand to try and make him stop talking.
"Okay," Yoochun shrugged and got up. "I'm going to make breakfast, you want anything?" His mother stopped writing she got an epiphany.
"Yoochun, What are you doing next week?" She asked as Yoochun stopped and turned around confused.
"Next week? It break, I don't even know what I'm going to do today let alone what I am going to do next week." Yoochun said laughing. "Wait a minute, why?" Yoochun said walking closer to his mother.
"What? Because you’re going to help me with this wedding." She said half-ly listening to Yoochun.
"Oh come on, umma! I'm supposed to organize a wedding?" Yoochun said looking at her disbelievingly, though she couldn't see it beneath his bangs.
"I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you to,"
"No way, there is no way I'm going to help with a marriage, I won't so it, I won't stand for this." Yoochun said holding out his hand to emphasize his point.
Yoochun sat in a white chair as people bustled around him to put up flower arrangements, and the white curtains, and the walkway to the front of the hall with rose petals. Yoochun had his notebook but sighed as he looked up at the canopy of the tent.
A worker cam up to Yoochun, "Sir which one would look better? Leaves or the marigolds?" He asked as Yoochun turned to him. He sent a murderous glare that the man who completely ignored the look waiting patiently for the answer.
"What do you think?" Yoochun asked back having no idea what to answer.
"I think the leaves would look better," the worker said.
"Then put the leaves, why are you asking me?" Yoochun said as he looked at his watch again. He was going to come to the wedding of someone wedding someone, all he knew was that they were both males and even though it was weird to have such a grand wedding for a gay marriage Yoochun was happy for the couple, who ever they were.
His phone rang as Yoochun looked for it in his pockets and around the cushions where he was sitting before finding it. Looking at who was calling he picked up and answer immediately, "Listen, An-ah don't listen to what Young-mi tells you there is nothing between us, just friends okay friends." Yoochun said waving his hands in the air to emphasize the point.
"I don't care Yoochun," the girl on the other end said. "I just called you to tell you that your boss cancelled your leave time, and if you don't come to work today you'll be fired." She looked over at Young-mi who was sitting beside her and grinned.
"Let him do that,"
"He was really serious about it Yoochun,"
"And I'm serious about this too, The New York Times is going to take my work. They'll be carrying my 'Me and You' comic daily. And the money is nice, why should I care about a nine-to-five job." Yoochun said standing up and pacing around the tent.
One of the workers came up to Yoochun, "Sir, the bride's people are here."
"I got to go An-ah," Yoochun said as he put down the phone. And placed the small touch screen Haptic in his pocket.
He stared at the person in front of him, "It isn't the bride's people, It is the groom's people, they are both male."
The family walked in the older men walked to the garage on the wedding villa immediately, while the older women supervised some of the activities that the workers were doing. A group of guys and girls walked down the stairs as Yoochun walked into the room. They spotted a New York Times newspaper lying on the couch; one of the guys picked it up and opened it.
"This has the comic 'Me and You' I really love it" Yoochun grinned before going up to them.
"Thank you," Yoochun said putting on his smoothest smile.
"The comic is yours?" The guys asked and Yoochun was visibly flirting with a few of them.
"Wow, 'Me and You' is really cute," The guy said laughing slightly.
"Yeah, well you're also cute." Yoochun said giving a marigold to him. as a hand wrapped around the guy's waist. the person yanked him closer to him, and Yoochun backed off.
One of the girls immediately held out her hand that Yoochun took graciously, "I'm Jaenim,"
"I'm Yoochun," Yoochun said lightly kissing the girls hand.
"Yoochun?" The voice came from behind him. Yoochun turned around quickly saying yes then turning back around. Doing a double take, his eyes widened as he saw the tall, slim, absurdly handsome Changmin.
"No Way! Changmin!" Yoochun walked towards Changmin stopping when they were an arm length away from each other.
He placed a hand on Changmin when a pole and the cloth it was holding up fell and landed on the people underneath, Changmin immediately brushed his hand off.
"Oh god, the tent," Yoochun muttered as Changmin rolled his eyes.
"You know Yoochun, every time I meet you something wrong always happens. And what happened to your hair?" Changmin said looking at it weirdly.
"What! It is my Jun-Jin look! You wouldn't understand; it is fashion." Yoochun said fingering his bangs a slight bit.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Yoochun continued,
"What are you doing here?" Changmin asked right back. "Never mind you’re working here."
"Look it was my mother fault I'm helping her." Yoochun said calmly smiling.
"That's so sweet," Jaenim said from behind Yoochun.
"Really? That's so sweet" Yoochun said rubbing it into Changmin's face.
"So your here to help your mother with organizing the wedding?" Changmin said his face showing irritation. "And you don't even know who the first groom is?" Changmin said as he pointed to the groom.
Right then Changmin turned hearing someone calling his name and coming up to him. "Changmin! What are you doing out here, You’re the groom, go into one of the rooms with the friends you brought." Yoochun's eyes widen for the second time that day.
Changmin is the groom?
A/N: Okay i felt really bad not being able to post when i said i would.... And i can't really say why except that I didn't like it... and I'm posting this right now so i don't decide to rewrite it again... =_=;; Comments, Critic, and random babblings appreaciated and loved. Please no flames or people that just want to tell me they don't like the way i write. :D But please tell me what you think.
-Nudge- Since it is unbeta-ed tell me if anything is off, i tried to get everything but i think i missed a lot.