Bane’s Blade-Chapter Ten
Genre: action, r0m@nç£.
©Bunmi B. Gabriel.
Cyraila (girl found at the dumpster)
Okay, this is so weird, very weird.
Why is this human looking at me like that? Is there something on my face? Do I look weird? He la-id on my be-d, his palms un-der his chins as he wagged his legs on air and stared at me with a very weird look. I t©uçhed my face, it doesn’t feel unusual.
‘Why do you keep looking at me like that?’
‘I don’t know, you’re so cute!’ He pinched my cheek, is he attacking me? ‘I can’t believe my prayer have been answered.’
‘What prayers?’
‘Have anyone ever told you that your eyes are very big and pretty?’
‘What?’ I asked tou-ching my eyes. ‘Kweo Min-Jun, you are ma-king me very uncomfortable.’
‘How can you remember my name? I can’t remember it myself, why?’
‘Oppa,’ I whined, his eyes were very uncomfortable. He laughed and jumped up to his feet. ‘What is the cause of your uncomfortable and unusual happiness?’
‘If anyone tries to bully you, can you handle them?’ I sm-irked and looked at our portrait. ‘Can you handle insults?’
‘I do not care about what people say or do, why do you ask?’
‘If I k!ssyou, what will happen?’ He asked grinningly.
‘You lose all your teeth and your nose falls off,’ I said seriously.
‘What about on the cheek?’ I glared at him.
‘k!sses are sign of affection Oppa, I do not appreciate them.’
‘What about if I hold your hands?’
‘Holding hands, skin to skin contact includingl-ips, all are affections Bane can’t handle. Do not pas-s your boundary Kweo….’
‘Yeah yeah,’ he cut me off. He waved dismissively. ‘Your scary eyes make me wanna pee my p@n-ts,’ he gave me a thumbs up. ‘Perfect to scare them away but….’ He began pacing around the room. ‘How would I convince everyone…’ I heard him mutter. ‘What will it take me to gain your trust?’
‘That is a very weird question….’
‘New plan!’ He snapped his f!ngers. ‘Dress up, I’ll be back in three hours to take you out so you better be re-ady.’
‘Do I have a say in this?’
‘No, I have spoken.’ He jogged to the door, still smiling like a creep.
‘Oppa….’ He turned around and painted at the painting.
‘Black fire, that name makes so much s-en-se for your teammates and you.’ He win-ked at me and walked out, I t©uçhed my cheeks, h0t.
‘Cyraila don’t feel so good.’ I whimpered and hit my che-st, I can’t breathe well. I looked at the painting and myl-ips stretched, Black fire.
I heard Oppa skrie-k. ‘Not again!’ Followed by girls screaming.
Lyiris
Lunch time, eventually, Jin-Ju ended up tra-pped with Seo-Jun and his friends. Since we are technically related in a way, we were f0rç£d to sit with them. Ivan was telling a very ridiculous story, Jin-Ju seem to love the story as she laughed like he was her b©yfri£ndwhile Seo-Jun murdered his stake and cheese. Ji-Seon was nonchalantly smoking, staring at no one but her phone while Shane watched my every move. I wasn’t doing anything serious, just eating quietly and he was ma-king me uncomfortable.
‘….and the bird pooped on his head,’ Ivan continued and both idiots laughed.
‘Oppa, that was hilarious. After suffering to get his hair done for nine hours, it got ruined.’
‘Yeah,’
‘Whoo, so funny.’ Seo-Jun said sarcastically with an eye roll.
‘Seo-Jun Oppa, it’s so funny, don’t be like that.’
‘Yeah, it was.’ Ivan agreed, nodding his head grinningly.
‘It wasn’t that funny, I can tell better funny sto…..’ Jin-Ju cuts him off with a snort.
‘Don’t even try, when it comes to joke, Ivan Oppa is awesome!’ She squealed high “fiving” Ivan. Seo-Jun glared at him.
‘What about me? Aren’t I awesome too?’ He asked throu-gh gritted teeth. She shook her head thoughtfully.
‘Weeeeeell,’ she drawled. ‘You are amazing in…in…in…in….hmm, I’m sure you are good with something….’ Seo-Jun slammed his fork on the table.
‘Ya! I’m suppose to be the most amazing and awesome guy in your life! Why are you appreciating him!’ He yelled angrily. She pouted.
‘I was kidding, no guy can be better than my Oppa, my pretty mosquito.’ He nodded proudly before he realized what he agreed to.
‘Mwo! Mosquito!’ His veins were popping out alre-ady, he gets angry too easily.
‘Ya, Oppa, what did I say about your temper?’ She asked poutingly. ‘You are scaring me.’ His face soften, damn! She can pretend.
‘Mianhae,’ he stretched his hand out, she scoot over to him and snuggled into his che-st. ‘I won’t get angry again, I promise.’
‘Don’t mind Ivan Oppa, he might be awesome at jokes, but he’s not a Superman like you. You are my Superman, my able Oppa, fighting!’ He nodded proudly, a smug sm-irk on his face.
‘Jealous frustrated goat,’ Ivan muttered.
‘Don’t call me that, I ran someone with a car once so doing it to you isn’t ha-rd .’ Seo-Jun murmured loud enough for us to hear. Ji-Seon threw away her fag and gulped down her bottle of buvvy, what’s up with her?
‘Well, I’m off to pick up our bikes Jin-Ju,’ she ruffled Jin-Ju’s hair. ‘Take your drugs and Seo-Jun, don’t let her drink anything cold, okay?’
‘Why can’t she drink anything cold?’ Ivan asked curiously.
‘Her heart will st©p working and I’ll fire a bullet into your damn skulls, bye love.’ She pe-cked her cheek and nodded at me before walking off.
‘That girl is something else,’ Shane finally spoke. He looked at me again. ‘You don’t talk much, do you?’
‘Speaking su-cks,’
‘Why are all of you so mysterious?’
‘Because we c@m£ from the wrong side of earth, what’s up?’ I sm-irked. He smiled and slurped his drink.
‘I like you, you are bold,’ he glanced at Jin-Ju who was trying to take Seo-Jun’s cold soda. ‘You all are.’
‘You know it will kill you, why try to drink it!’ He yelled.
‘Is it your dying! Oppa!’ She yelled back, trying to get it.
‘Sit down and finish your soup,’ he commanded sternly.
‘But Oppa,’ she whined.
‘Now,’ he snapped. She whimpered and faced her seaweed soup.
‘Focus on me for a second,’ Shane said waving his hand on my face. ‘What’s your name and where are you from? Me, I was born in Japan but raised here. I can speak Japanese, Chinese and Korea. I un-derstand English well, though I’m yet to speak it, you?’ He would freak out if he knows I can speak 100 languages, p@rt of my training.
‘I’m Lyiris Shindler, born in none of your business and raised in Australia. I can speak more than 50 languages, that’s it.’
‘Isn’t that impossible?’ I shook my head negatively. ‘Were you also trained by a general?’
‘Only when my rebellion nature got too much, age thirteen to seventeen.’
‘So how old are you?’ I sighed and rolled my eyes.
‘Twenty,’
‘What school are you attending?’
‘I’ve graduated, from a university in London.’
‘Don’t the university have a name?’
‘I don’t trust people with my personal life, mianhae.’
‘It’s okay,’ he looked at the door where Kris was running in like a psycho, sea of ladies behind him.
‘Hyung!’ He shouted. ‘Save me!’ Shane laughed while Seo-Jun snapped his f!ngers, his main guard fired a bullet into the air. It caused a chaos, screaming everywhere but we didn’t move. When everyone had ran out, Kris sat on the ground and g@sped for air. ‘I blame you!’
‘Me?!’ Seo-Jun exclaimed with disbelief. ‘How is it my fault?’
‘Well I can’t blame myself, I’m too amazing to be blamed so I blame you.’ This is Kris, huh? He’s cuter in person than in videos. He had jet black hair and de-ep black eyes, sparkling ones and pale pinkl-ips. He look so cute, drool worthy. Let me not forget to name the graceful tattoo on his n£¢k, I could see it on his hand and I’m pretty sure his b©dy is covered with it.
His appearance is cold and snooty but he doesn’t seem like that. Nice.
‘Just look at me, I’m leaking!’ He skrie-ked dragging his shi-t. ‘I’m leaking! Hyung, I said I’m leaking!’
‘You are sweating,’
‘I am leaking,’ he huffed. ‘I don’t sweat!’
‘You are sweating!’ Seo-Jun yelled.
‘I only sweat when I’m running a be-d marathon!’ He yelled back. I covered my mouth and laughed into it.
‘Oppa,’ someone called in a singsong. I looked at the second entrance, a girl with gold hair was skipping to us.
‘Enemy number 3!’ Kris shouted, he took off his shoes. ‘Run for my life!’ He dashed off again, screaming like a girl. Ivan and Shane were laughing very well with Jin-Ju.
‘Oppa!’ She shouted laughingly. ‘You can’t runaway forever!’ She shouted before walking to us with a grin. ‘Babe,’ she k!$$£d Ivan on the cheek. ‘Why was he leaking?’
‘Do you guys have a thing for leak?’ I asked.
‘No, but Kris calls it that….hey! You’re pretty, who are you?’
‘You’re Suki! Jang Suki, one of Darcy’s girls!’ Jin-Ju squealed.
‘I’m the leader actually but I let Darcy take the name, since you know me alre-ady….?’
‘Jin-Ju, you can call me Jin or Apple.’ Jin-Ju said as they shook hands.
‘Apple?’
‘Future stage name,’ Jin-Ju blu-shed. ‘That’s Lyiris, she doesn’t talk much.’
‘You look like a bad as-s, always wanted to be that.’ Suki sm-irked. My phone vibr@ted, I brou-ght it out.
‘So, you and Ivan Oppa are really d@t!ng?’ Suki shrugged.
‘He loves me,’ Ivan giggled.
‘You’re the he dummy,’ Shane chuckled.
‘I know, just saying what I would have said,’ eh?
From Cyraila: Lyiris Shindler, I’ve encountered some severe difficulties, can you come over with friend Apple? quic-k?
What could it be?
I stood up shoving my phone back into my front pocket. I downed my glas-s of wine and looked at Jin-Ju.
‘Jin-Ju, Cyrai is having some sort of emergency, she nee-ds you.’
‘What crisis?’
‘I don’t know, it can be fashion but I don’t think….’
‘Fashion!’ She squeaked and flew out of her chair. ‘I’m coming Cyraila!’ She shouted as she ran off.
‘Wow, that was rude,’ Seo-Jun said complainingly.
‘Wait a minute,’ Suki said with wi-de eyes. ‘Were you just holding a girl?’ She asked Seo-Jun. I walked out on them, hurrying to catch up with cheetah girl. My phone vibr@ted again, I expected a text from Cyrai but I got it from an unknown number. It was a picture of me eating.
un-der the sunlight, a everest beauty, one that not even the darkest makeup can cover. My new inspiration, a girl of mystery, I’ve got my eyes on you.
Who s£nt this ru-bbish?!
Jin-Ju (Apple)
I bur-st into our room, a g@sp left my mouth as I registered the mess. Cyraila was standing in the midst of it all, confusion and panic taking over her beautiful innocent face. She was whimpering as she stared at the mess guiltily. It was like a little tornado swept throu-gh our wardrobes.
‘Cyraila, what did you do?’
‘I’m so sorry friend Apple,’ she whimpered. ‘I was looking for what to wear to see funny Oppa but this happened.’ She had someone’s p@n-ties in her hair, my coral trou-sers wra-pped her n£¢k.
‘Wear to see who again?’ I asked maneuvering around the mess so I won’t step on the expensive clothes.
‘Funny Oppa,’ she repeated. ‘He c@m£ and hid here and said he would pick me up this evening, I don’t know. My mental function is messed up, I can’t seem to tell what is wrong with me.’ It looked like she was going to cry.
‘Who is funny Oppa?’
‘Kweo Min-Jun.’ I skrie-ked enthusiasticall
y, ‘Did I say something wrong?’
‘Are you kidding me! Kris asked you out on a d@t£?!’
‘I don’t know if it’s called that but….’
‘Are you for real! I nee-d to beautify you!’
‘What’s going on?’ Lyiris asked, staring at the mess. ‘Did I miss anything?’
‘Kris asked Cyrai on a d@t£ and she popped up a yea! I nee-d to get her…..wait, are we talking about the same Kris that is d@t!ngDarcy Dale?’
‘Mind you friend Apple, it is not a d@t£ but just an outing, right Lyiris?’ Lyiris sm-irked.
‘Right,’ she exaggerated sm-irkingly. ‘We better fix her up good, huh? Say not too dark, yet not bright.’
‘What do you guys think of Black Fire?’ Cyrai asked as I shuffled throu-gh clothes on the ground.
‘Sounds amazing, I love it.’ Lyiris said nodding her head, I smiled too. Why didn’t I think of that?
Kris
“Life is a race”, whoever said that, God will punish him. I have never ran like that in my entire life, no, God will punish those girls. All their children will get chased by three headed lions, themselves will run from giant man-eating turkeys, that occultic animal. Have you ever gotten chased by turkeys? Not a good experience. I was done br@iding my hair at the side halfway, remaining to comb and curl the ti-ps. What? You think I completely escape the clutches of my four cousin sisters? Suki is number 3 and I keep seeing Suzy in my dreams.
Plus, ma-king my hair like a girl’s few times, exaggerates my cute side. It makes me irresistible and that is what I aim for, for this d@t£.
‘Oppa,’ just the girl I’m looking for.
Darcy walks into my room, the one I share with Ivan, my parrot. I named him Ivan after Ivan because they both have one thing in common, talking. ‘Oppa, there you are….’
‘Darcy, how long have we been d@t!ng?’ She was taken aback by the question. ‘Just answer.’
‘Almost four years….?’
‘That’s long, right?’ I nodded, replying myself. ‘Well, how many times have you cheated?’
‘Is….’
‘Let me answer that, 31½, half from the time I caught you almost slee-ping with that goatee guy. Did I break up with you?’
‘No?’
‘I am now, I’m tired of you. It was suffocating being with you, tolerating you and your ru-bbish.
I’ve grown tired of you Darcy so I’ve moved on.’
‘Kris plea-se,’ she sobbe-d. ‘I’ve changed….’
‘That’s the door, use it and don’t t©uçh me, keep your distant.’ She still c@m£ close.
‘Oppa, plea-se don’t leave me, not today….’
‘Your nic nac boo boo bores me, get lost. I’m tired of using oversize….’
‘Ouch!’ Ivan, my parrot exclaimed. ‘That have got to hurt, take heart Darby.’ He laughed.
‘Shut up you stupid bird!’
‘You got dumped,’ he sang.
‘Stupid bird!’ They never agree on anything.
‘Hey Darby!’ He shouted and whistled. ‘How does it feel to get dumped?’ She screamed and made to attack my pretty bird. I st©pped her by yanking her hair.
‘Kweo Min-Jun!’ She skrie-ked.
‘Out,’ I pronounced slowly and darkly. She gulped knowing she was getting me angry. She nodded, more tears running down her cheeks. I let go of her hair.
‘When you have calmed down, you know where to find me. Don’t keep me waiting for long.’ She walked out confidently, I always go back to her and that’s why she’s so confident. If my relationsh!pwith XJ9 (Cyraila) don’t work, I’ll marry my mirror ooooooor…..’ I looked at Ivan (the parrot) who was doing his happy dance. He whistled and st©pped.
‘Why are you looking at me like that?’
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I strolled back to her cabin, at least I think it’s hers. The kwashiorkor trees have to be something. My wireless earbugs were in, a nice song I was imagining dancing to with her plea-suring my hearing.
♪ Let me take the night,
I love real easy
And I know that you’ll
Still wanna see me
On the Sunday morning
Music real loud
Let me love you while
The moon is still out
Something in you,
Lit up heaven in me
The feeling won’t let me sleep
‘Cause I’m lost in
The way you move,
The way you feel
One k!ssis all it takes
Fallin’ in love with me
Possibilities
I look like all you nee-d
One k!ssis all it takes
Fallin’ in love with me
Possibilities
I look like all you nee-d
One
One
One
One ♪ I sighted her cabin, the light hazel colour. I walked fas-ter to it, d@t!nga camper is not allowed in the rules but when have I ever kept to it? No MR idols are to keep tattoos, my whole b©dy – well, only the left p@rt of my torso – has it. We aren’t allowed to make our relationsh!ppublic, I regrettably did with Darcy. I’ve broken almost all the rules. There’s this spirit chanting “break me Kris, break me.”
♪ I just wanna feel your skin on mine
Feel your eyes do the exploring
Pas-sion in the message when you smile
Take my time
Something in you
Lit up heaven in me
The feeling won’t let me sleep
‘Cause I’m lost in
The way you move,
The way you feel
One k!ssis all it takes
Fallin’ in love with me
Possibilities
I look like all you nee-d
One k!ssis all it takes
Fallin’ in love with me
Possibilities
I look like all you nee-d
One
One
One
One ♪ I knocked on the door, two knocks and I open, I hate waiting. The door opened, I re-moved one earbug and smiled at the pink haired girl. She got out and shut the door, no smile on her face.
‘What so you want from my sister?’ She asked coldly, almost terrifying.
‘She’s God’s gift to me,’
‘Mwo?’
‘You see,’ I put my hand around her shoulders, she eyed it detestingly but I don’t care. ‘I prayed that he gives me a new girlfriend, one that will make my heart skip and that girl is XJ9.’
‘XJ9?’
‘Don’t worry, I won’t hurt her. She’s meant to be mine and I know it. I broke uo with Darcy, that meat is spoilt.’
‘If you hurt my sister….’
‘Yeah yeah, I know. You’ll kill me but don’t worry, I won’t.’
‘I was going to say she will kill you,’ she twisted my hand off her shoulders. I howled as she twisted my lovely hand. ‘Be careful, don’t t©uçh her either.’
‘Sure thing noona,’ I grinned. She scoffed.
‘I’m pretty sure you are older,’ she murmured. The door opened again, XJ9 walked out. I whistled immediately, damn!
‘Aigoo! My baby looks like a dead fish!’ I squealed, she frowned and looked at herself. She wore something like a green t©p which hands won’t stay on her shoulders, pink skinny jeans with tube cuts, some kind of high white death walking $h!t called shoes and white belt. Her Serein Mid Stainless Steel Diamond watch, white stud and opera n£¢klace was outstanding but I hate her shoes, how can she be taller than I am? Unfair!
‘Dead fish?’ She asked tou-ching her face which I know have no makeup. ‘Ugly?’
‘I was kidding, you look great so walk.’ I took her hand which was covered by green gloves despite the wristwatch. Come to think of it, pink girl is also wearing gloves. Suspicious.
Anyways, I fixed the earbug back and k!$$£d my sister in-law – on the cheek – and ran away with my wife while she screamed about killing me if she catches me. She was chasing me, XJ9 ran with me, gigglingly. Now, how do I terminate her shoes? She can’t be taller.
Tbc