T minus... 607

Series: T minus...
Rating: PG-13
Character: Jaejoong
Summary: Jaejoong keeps a diary during his enlistment...

A/N: Does anyone else think that Jaejoong's new album will come out in August? I've read that he's due his first proper leave in mid-August. And seeing how workaholic the guys are it sort of makes sense to me that he'd take some of his leave time promoting. In between seeing his family and getting legless, obviously.

607

I thought right at the start that drill was very much like dance practice. This now… getting ready for the graduation ceremony… is like dance practice with props. Everyone's tired, everyone's just that little bit less attentive—and absolutely everyone is covered in bruises.

You never realise how hard and unyielding a rifle is until you've whacked it a few times across your collarbones. Or hit yourself in the head with it switching arms. Or hit the guy next to you.

And we still look like a bunch of amateurs. Not at all in synch.

Clearly, more work needs to be done, and it'd be tough and tedious, but it feels different now than it did over the last few weeks. It's not longer a feeling of please let me get through the training. Now, there's something to look forward to. Graduation, and family visits and then the posting.

That one's laced with apprehension. Starting over with new people in a new place. This time as rookies alongside guys who've been there a while. And yeah, Triangle springs to mind… forcibly… and not just because my fucking bruises hurt tonight.

Nowhere is Safe | Pt. 1 Under Attack

Title: Nowhere is Safe
Pairing: JaeMin / MinJae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Suspense, Romance, Army!fic
Summary: Invisible up close, able to kill from a long way away… when an elite sniper operates in your neighbourhood nowhere is safe. To Major Kim Jaejoong, being a sniper is more than a job. It's a mindset he needs when the people around him fall prey to a shooter with a high-powered rifle and his new partner, Captain Shim Changmin from Army Intelligence, turns out to be as much a distraction as he is a help. Undeniably both smart and gorgeous, the man has issues. And an attitude. And he's about as subtle as mortar fire in showing his dislike of Jaejoong.
Thrown together by the crisis, both Jaejoong and Changmin struggle to reconcile mutual dislike and mutual attraction. But when events escalate and the stakes get higher, they must put their attraction and differences aside and work together.

Under Attack

"Ssssss….thump!"

The bullet's impact wasn't audible from his high position, but he had a good view of his target collapsing on the ground. And an even better one of the pandemonium that broke out in the wake of the shot.

"Ssssss….thump!"

Another uniform-clad form crumpled in a heap. No one of importance this time, unlike his first victim. He'd waited three hours to get Kim Jong Ki into his sights, waited three hours and a few heartbeats longer to pull the trigger. And he hadn't missed. The shot had been perfect, as perfect as the shot that followed.

The parade ground cleared rapidly after that, soldiers, officers and support staff scattering in a classic star burst pattern, finding cover the first consideration. All that was left were two dark stains on the packed ground like memories that had yet to fade.

In his towering hideout well outside the sprawling army base, Ran Joon broke down his rifle and stowed the pieces. His movements were slow and careful, his breathing even. He'd just killed two men, but his heart beat no faster than it had while he'd lain in wait. For him, it had always been that way. He'd never succumbed to the thrill of the kill, and yet… shouldn't he feel at least a little gleeful? A little pleased at how easily he'd picked up long neglected skills, how easily he'd snuck up to the well-guarded base, how easily he'd taken out two targets inside the compound?

By the time the panic had settled enough that anyone would consider looking for a sniper, he'd be long gone. And there'd be no trace left for them to find.

Until he returned to spread panic once more.

It was that thought, the thought of leaving panic and dread in his wake, poisoning minds in anticipation of his return, that finally brought a tiny smile to his face. For a heartbeat or two his right palm curved over the tattoo on his left bicep, caressed the words inscribed there like the talisman they were.

He'd show them what he could do. He would spread fear and dread and panic… and then, then he'd show…him.

He'd make sure everyone knew whose fault it was that people were dying. He'd make sure that everyone knew whom to blame. He wouldn't stop until he'd taken everything that Kim Jaejoong held dear.

And then he'd walk away.

The way Jaejoong had walked away.

Part 2: Return to Base