Pairing: Yunjae, Yoosu, Leeteuk and Heechul ((Tuekchul?))
Rating: Overall NC-17
Genre: Romance, angst, drama
Disclaimer: i only own them in my dreams
Summary: In the breaking point of the Korean war, two brothers get drafted into the military and forced to fight for the lives. literally. punishment in camp 409 is just as unforgiving as its officers. attraction? frowned upon. affection? unheard of. love? strickly forbidden. But the training camp they thought they knew gets turned upside down when six of them decide to leave no rule left unbroken
Author's Note: obviously i didn't live in the 1950's and certainly was not in Korea during the Korean war, so some of the details are going to be inacurate... just bear with me :]
Yunho sighed loudly and dropped his bags at the foot of his bed. The room was exactly how he left it a week ago, yet he still resented the sight of it. It had been his unwanted home for almost six years and he still hated coming back after the way-to-short vacation. But he knew that whether he wanted to be here or not, his return was not optional, so he might as well make the best of training a bunch of wimps for a few months and watching them go out into combat to get themselves killed by the northern army. The morbid thought didn’t bother him at all though; that was what always happened. He had grown up in a military environment, so he was far used to the way of war.
“Yunho-ah! You’re back!”
Yunho turned to face the man standing in the doorway with a stupid grin painted onto his lips. “Changmin,” Yunho mumbled in return. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would miss the smart-mouthed officer, but happiness and relief washed over him when he saw Changmin’s mismatched eyes and overjoyed smile.
“So how was your mini vacation Hyung?” Changmin asked as he stepped further into Yunho’s room.
“I’m not sure, I slept through most of it,” Yunho replied.
“Really? That fun huh?”
“Aish, shut up,” Yunho mumbled, lightly shoving Changmin’s shoulder.
Changmin pushed his bottom lip out and rubbed his “abused” shoulder. “Hey now, there’s no need to be violent…”
Yunho just rolled his eyes and began unpacking his luggage, pretty much ignoring the younger man until he spoke again. “By the way, did you know that we got a bunch of new guys this morning?” Changmin asked excitedly.
Yunho never understood why Changmin enjoyed getting new trainees; he personally hated having to train another round of idiots from scratch. “Yeah, I got the list when I came through the main gate this morning,” Yunho said while hanging his secondary uniform in the small closet. He took the momentary silence to admire the uniform’s glory; the polished badges all gleamed in the light and there wasn’t a single unwanted crease anywhere on the black fabric. Changmin’s voice brought him out of his admiring state.
“Holy crap! We get American transfers this time!” Changmin nearly shouted.
Foreign idiots none the less… Yunho thought wearily. He turned to see Changmin holding the list of new trainees and excitedly flipping through the pages, but slight disappointment took over his features when he reached the last page.
“I only have one of them in my team…” he said quietly. “Damnit! All the rest are in Resident A…” He tossed the list back onto Yunho’s bed and sighed, turning to face Yunho.
“Yes, Chirimi gets all the luck doesn’t he?” Yunho asked sarcastically as he picked up the discarded list.
Changmin’s face darkened even further. “Chirimi was killed two days ago Hyung…” he said quietly, bowing his head and staring at the floor.
Yunho’s head snapped up and he stared at Changmin with wide eyes. “What??” The thought of one of his only friends in this dump getting killed was beyond him. How could fate be so cruel as to leave him with only Changmin?
The younger man kept his eyes on the floor as he spoke. “He was killed in an air raid along with Siwon and seven trainees…”
“Siwon too??” A solemn nod was his only answer.
The following silence was unbearable. Changmin continued to stare at the floor while Yunho’s mind raced at a million miles an hour. Not only had he lost Chirimi, but his partner as well. After what seemed like an eternity, Yunho took a deep breath and returned his gaze to the new trainee list, carefully reading each name. Res. A: Cho Kyuhyun… Kang Yurichin (American Transfer)… Kim Jaejoong… Kim Junsu… Kim Ryeowook (American Transfer)… Lee Sungmin… Park Yoochun (American Transfer)… Yunho continued down the list with his mood darkening further with every name. Just that much more useless lives…
“Leeteuk, come in here.”
He barely heard the Daeryeong’s voice coming from the largest room in the building, but his ears were practically programmed to hear that sound above anything else. Leeteuk sighed slightly and turned away from Yunho’s room to answer his superior’s call. He’d just have to welcome Yunho back later. “Yes sir?” he asked as he passed through the doorway.
The Daeryeong was staring at a stack of paperwork on his desk and didn’t look up when the man came in. “I need you to do something for me,” he said almost lazily.
“Anything sir,” Leeteuk responded.
“No one has found me a replacement for Chirimi yet, so Resident A has been left unsupervised for almost three days now.” The Daeryeong’s eyes flicked up to look at Leeteuk. “And that is absolutely unacceptable.”
“I understand that sir. We’ve been trying our best but no one available seems adequate for the job,” Leeteuk said with a deep bow. “I promise we will have a replacement by tomo-”
The Daeryeong raised his hand, cutting Leeteuk off. “Don’t give me that.” He straightened his posture slightly and looked into Leeteuk’s eyes. “I want you to take over for him.”
Leeteuk jerked his head up. “Sir?”
“You heard me. You are going to be the overseer in Resident A until I personally assign someone for the permanent position.”
“But sir, shouldn’t you get a Soryeong for that?” Leeteuk asked, failing to hide his desperation.
The Daeryeong’s eyes narrowed. “Are you saying that my request is below you
“No sir but-”
“May I remind you that Changmin is also a Jungnyeong and the overseer of Resident C?”
Leeteuk hesitated for a second, biting back a reply that would anger the Daeryeong. “I know that sir,” he replied.
“Then you should have absolutely no problem being the overseer of Resident A.” The Daeryeong lowered his eyes to his paperwork again, closing their discussion.
Leeteuk nodded, even though he knew that his superior couldn’t see it. “No Heechul sir, there is no problem at all.”
“Good,” Heechul said indifferently. “Chirimi’s room has already been cleared out so I suggest you take your things in there right away. We have new trainees coming into your Resident and we can’t give them the impression that we have faulty authority.”
“Of course not sir. I’ll move in right away,” Leeteuk said with another bow.
Leeteuk left the Daeryeong’s room and sulked to his own next door. The thought of welcoming Yunho back had completely released itself from his mind as he began packing his things. He had never been an overseer before and he never thought Heechul would make him do so. Hadn’t he done everything the Daeryeong told him to exactly how he wanted it done and never complained? Hadn’t he always complied with every single request Heechul asked of him without a second’s hesitation? Yet he was still being sent to live with the trainees in a much smaller room than the one he was used to. He admitted it wasn’t the worst thing Heechul could have told him to do, but it was still pretty disgraceful. Then again, Changmin had been doing it for a year, so maybe it would be somewhat survivable.
The train rattled to a stop and shook Yoochun from his light sleep. He had completely lost track of time somewhere in the Pacific Ocean and now he was finally in
Camp 409 didn’t look like anything special, but it was rumored to be the toughest training camp in
“Jaejoong hyung, do we really have to be here?”
Jaejoong sighed. This was what, the fifteenth time his brother had asked him that in the past two minutes? “Yes Su, we have to be here. Did you forget how to read?”
Junsu stuck out his bottom lip and leaned his forehead against the train window again. “No… I just don’t want to believe it yet.”
Jaejoong put on a weak smile and squeezed Junsu’s hand. “I know. But hey, they might not take us any farther than training.”
“Yeah, and maybe Mom and Dad will come back…”
Jaejoong pulled his hand out of Junsu’s and turned away from him. He knew it was nearly impossible for them to be let go after training with this stupid war going on, but was it a horrible thing to try to give your brother some hope?
The train jerked to a stop and both boys turned their head to look out the opposite window at their new home for the next few months. They were herded inside the gates after exiting the train with their small bags and split up into three groups: one for Resident A, one for Resident B, and one for Resident C. They stood out in the field while other trainees unloaded the train and more trainees who also split up and joined the three groups. Junsu kept his eyes glued to the ground while Jaejoong scanned the growing crowds around them for a familiar face that he never found.
The crowds were almost deathly silent aside from the rustling of clothes and an occasional shout from an officer. Jaejoong desperately wanted to say something to reassure his brother, but he was far too afraid to make any kind of noise. He only took Junsu’s hand again and waited.
“Daeryeong Kim sir, the trainees are here. We’re waiting for you now.”
Heechul looked up at Dongwook with the devil in his eyes. “Waiting for me? What for?” he asked in a deathly calm voice.
“To brief them sir,” Dongwook replied, hiding the insecurity in his voice. He wasn’t sure what he interrupted, but judging by the glare his superior was shooting at him, it was important.
“Can’t you see that I’m busy?”
Dongwook nodded. “I can sir but the tra-”
“Do you have a mouth Jungnyeong Choi?” Heechul asked in the same calm voice.
“Um… Yes sir.”
“Do you have a brain?”
“Then do tell me what is preventing you from doing it yourself or getting someone else to do it,” Heechul snapped. “Don’t ever bother me for something so insignificant again.”
Dongwook bowed deeply. “Joesonghamnida…” With that he went out to the training fields, scowling the entire way.
“Well you look like a ball of sunshine,” Leeteuk said as he caught up to Dongwook just before they reached the groups of trainees.
Dongwook glared at his fellow Jungnyeong. “Shut up.”
“What’s wrong? Did someone get told off by Heechul again?” Leeteuk asked over sweetly.
“Not all of us can be Daeryeong’s pet like you,” Dongwook sneered.
Leeteuk smiled inwardly. He knew very well that he was Heechul’s favorite and he enjoyed every minute of it. Even though the Daeryeong would never admit it, he treated Leeteuk with slightly more favor than anyone else; just a little more, but it was something. He was always the first one called on when Heechul wanted something important done and he was trusted with the most confidential documents, unlike anyone else in the camp- or the whole military for that matter. Yes, Heechul didn’t know it or at least wouldn’t admit it, but the highest person in the camp would be nothing without Leeteuk and everyone knew it.
The two Jungnyeongs were soon joined by Yunho and Changmin as they stood in front of the group of trainees. Leeteuk had his fake new-trainee smile on while the others just kept their expressions blank. He stepped forward, locking his gaze on a random trainee and began the introduction speech.
Jaejoong immediately let go of Junsu’s hand when he saw four men in flashy uniforms approaching them. Like the others, he stared at them in silence as the one with the most badges and medals stepped forward and cleared his throat, but he nearly died when the man locked eyes with him. The words bounced off his face, unheard; he only managed to pick up a few words here and there, but made no heads or tails of them. He could just tell there was mockery in the man’s smile, maybe it was conveyed through his eyes that never left Jaejoong throughout the entire speech.
It was hard for Yunho to hide his smile when he saw Leeteuk’s new victim squirm under the Jungnyeong’s gaze. The man beside the victim didn’t even bother to look up; he just fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. Maybe this group will be a little more fun then the last one.
Leeteuk went through his speech without even thinking of the words he was saying; he had heard Heechul say them so many times it was in his subconscious memory. Only the last part did he have to think about; it wasn’t easy to be hypocritical. “There is one thing that is absolutely not tolerated in this camp: homosexuality. You are to keep any acts of ‘love’ or ‘romance’ outside of these gates, which you will not leave until your training is finished or you’re dead,” he said putting air quotes around love and romance. “I won’t tell you the consequences, but I suggest you don’t try to find out. Oh, and don’t think you won’t get caught, because I assure you, you will.” With that said, Leeteuk turned on his heel and nodded to the other officers before retreating back to his quarters.
Dongwook stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Resident B you will be coming with me, Resident C you will be following Jungnyeong Shim, and Resident A you will be waiting here for further instructions.” Then he departed with the new members of Resident B at his heels and Changmin, along with the new members of Resident C, not far behind.
Jaejoong felt a pair of eyes on him, but he didn’t bother to find out who’s they were. He had a pretty good idea that it was the cruel looking officer that remained behind though. The officer hadn’t said a word but Jaejoong already knew that there was some kind of tension between them. That’s Soryeong Jung right? Our field trainer? I think that’s what Jungnyeong Park said… He just prayed to anything that would listen that the Soryeong didn’t see how much Leeteuk’s final words had shaken him. They couldn’t see into his past right? They couldn’t read his mind, could they? He took a quick look around at the remaining trainees and came to a half-comforting conclusion: none of them were sparking his affection. He just had to make sure that he didn’t get close enough to any of them to form a bond beyond being teammates; his severe lack of resistance wasn’t something he was proud of. And if he played his cards right, maybe Junsu would be the only person who knew.
Yunho decided that he might as well have fun with the trainees while he waited for Leeteuk’s return. He strode in front of the trainees with exaggerated slowness, staring each one of them down until he stood in front of Leeteuk’s earlier victim. A predatory smile grazed his lips as his eyes looked over the small man from head to toe and back up. Oh he’s pretty… Yunho thought. I can defiantly have fun with him… “Did anyone tell you that women aren’t allowed in the military?” Yunho asked.
“S-sir?” Jaejoong stuttered.
Yunho’s smile stretched further. “I said they don’t allow women in the military. Why are you here?”
Jaejoong opened his mouth to respond, but another voice came forward. “He isn’t a woman. He’s my brother,” Junsu said coldly with his eyes still on the ground.
Yunho jerked his head toward the source of the answer. “Did anyone speak to you?” he snapped.
“No sir,” Junsu answered.
“You are not to speak unless you are spoken to, got that?” Yunho asked, forcing Junsu’s chin up. Junsu still kept his eyes away from Yunho. “Do you understand??” Yunho shouted when he got no answer.
“Get your hands off of him!” Jaejoong shouted, stepping forward slightly.
Yunho chuckled and closed his eyes before releasing Junsu’s face and turning back to Jaejoong. “I suggest you learn your place and learn it quickly Ideungbyeong,” he said with his low voice laced with acid. He added a firm pat on Jaejoong’s cheek before continuing down the line of trainees.
“Thank you,” Junsu whispered quickly to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong nodded and rubbed his cheek. This was going to be harder than he thought.
Heechul: Daeryeong ((american equal is colonel))
Changmin: Jungnyeong ((american equal is lieutenant colonel))
Leeteuk: Jungnyeong ((american equal is lieutenant colonel))
Dongwook: Jungnyeong ((american equal is lieutenant colonel))
Yunho: Soryeong ((american equal is major))
Yoochun: Sangdeungbyeong ((american equal is corporal))
Donghae: Sangdeungbyeong ((american equal is corporal))
Jaejoong: Ideungbyeong ((american equal is private))
Junsu: Ideungbyeong ((american equal is private))