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04 August 2013 @ 10:34 pm
Decerto: Road to Freedom  
Title: Decerto: Road to Freedom
Chapter: 37/40 + epilogue
Fandoms: Super Junior, U-Kiss
Pairings: KyuHyun/Zhou Mi, Han Geng/HeeChul, KiBum/SooHyun
Rating: R overall
Warning: AU, violence, angst
Summary: Taking place six years before the events of Decerto, the story of how a human and a slave started a revolution.

While KyuHyun and the fighters plotted their next steps, Zhou Mi was trying to figure out his own. Once he had been escorted from the building, he'd lost the people who had been following him in the crowd of protestors. It didn't take much time for him to find KiBum and SooHyun in the crowd, the goat willingly giving up his hoodie to help disguise the man.

"Your brother really disowned you?" Zhou Mi asked KiBum, hunching his shoulders a little and keeping his head down. It was hard to hear anything over the protestors but it seemed he had missed quite a bit.

KiBum nodded, sticking close to Zhou Mi and scanning the crowd for possible dangers. He held onto SooHyun's hand to avoid losing the goat in the crowd. "Yeah. I figured since there's not much I can do to make him hate me even more, I might as well be out here. Who's replaced you?" he frowned, looking at the Chinese man. "One of Master Jung's cronies?"

"In a manner of speaking," Zhou mi nodded. "The man that I replaced, Kang HoDong, it was his son. I had met him only briefly a handful of times. The years have not been kind to him and he has his father's disposition. If anyone was as cruel as Master Jung, it would have been Kang HoDong and I don't think the apple fell far from the tree."

Lips thinning, KiBum nodded. "And KyuHyun? He's still going to be referee?" He asked.

"Honestly, I'm not sure," Zhou Mi said, sighing a little. "I truly hope so, the crowd loves him, but it's out of my hands."

"KiBum!" A voice called over the crowd, and Zhou Mi shied away, putting a few people between himself and KiBum. He could see YunHo's rat and rooster pushing their way through the crowd.

Looking around in confusion, KiBum saw RyeoWook and YeSung making their way over. "…Wookie?" He hadn't thought he'd be noticed in the crowd so soon. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked when the two Signs were closer; RyeoWook was never far from YunHo's side, why would they be over here?

"Don't ask where it came from," RyeoWook said, pushing a briefcase towards him. "This needs to go to Geng. I was told you'd know what that meant?"

Slightly confused, KiBum looked down at the briefcase as he took it. "Uh…yeah, I'll make sure he gets this," he nodded, wanting to ask but keeping the question to himself. "Thanks…is…everything okay in there?" he asked the rat quietly, brow furrowed in worry.

"I don't know how much you get told out here, but Zhou Mi's out and Master Jung has some asshole in his place," RyeoWook said. "Master has YoungSaeng in hiding and we're doing our best just to keep out of the line of fire right now. It's not going to be safe if you're found out here too..." RyeoWook stepped closer, his eyes wide. "KiBum... I've overheard Master Jung talking before, he knows you're friends with YoungSaeng. If he finds you, he'll try to get you to say you know where he is."

Eyes widening slightly, KiBum shook his head. "He won't find me, and it's not like I know where Saeng hyung is anyways," he said, leaning in so there were less chances of being overheard. "I'll be fine with the protestors. Wook, I know you've got a lot on your back right now…could you just, keep an eye on HyungJoon for me?"

"I'm doing my best, but he's got KyuJong and they haven't even been to the arena since KyuJong's last fight," RyeoWook said. "Just... be careful KiBum. That man has destroyed enough lives already, and he could even go after Master HyungJoon if he sees you out here."

"I know," KiBum nodded, exhaling slowly. He knew the risks he was taking with this, both to himself and to HyungJoon. Even if HyungJoon hated him, he wouldn't let this affect his brother.

"You be careful too, Wook," KiBum pulled RyeoWook into a tight hug. "You and YeSung both."

"I'm a rat, I survive," RyeoWook said, returning the hug hesitantly. When he pulled away, he took YeSung's hand and pulled him back into the mass of protestors.

"What was that about?" Zhou Mi rejoined them, drawing the hoodie further up.

"I'm not entirely sure, I'm supposed to pass this on to Han Geng," KiBum blinked, looking down at the briefcase he was holding. He looked up at Zhou Mi. "I should go do that now before senate lets out."

"... Ah," Zhou Mi's lips curled a little and he nodded. "I'll find Kevin then and he will take me back to the apartment. We'll meet you and SooHyun there... we've got some thing we need to discuss."

"Yeah," KiBum nodded. "See you there." He found SooHyun's hand again, turning to head out of the crowd towards the bus lanes. "You doing okay?" He looked back at his boyfriend.

"Yes... everything seems to be happening so quickly," SooHyun said, holding onto KiBum's hand tightly. "I still can't believe Zhou Mi is no longer commissioner..."

"Me neither," KiBum sighed, eyes scanning the area to make sure they weren't being followed. "We'll get through this though, all of us." They had to.

They reached senate just as everyone inside was leaving. Han Geng was frowning as KiBum handed him the briefcase, but thanked KiBum anyways. There were dark circles under the senator's eyes; recent events were taking a toll on all of them.

Going back to the apartment, KiBum and SooHyun took a slightly roundabout way just in case, though KiBum was sure there was no chance they were being followed. There was just no more taking chances where they couldn't afford it. Finally arriving at the apartment, he sighed in relief once the door was closed behind them.

"Oh thank god," Kevin, who was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "I was expecting you two back a while ago and thought you guys got nabbed or something." Carrying two mugs of tea, he brought one over to Zhou Mi who was seated on the couch.

"Everything went well?" Zhou Mi asked, accepting the mug with a thank you. "You delivered the briefcase to Geng?"

"Yeah," KiBum nodded, kicking off his shoes and walking into the sitting area. "He's got it. No idea what was in it though, or who RyeoWook would have gotten it from. You both didn't have any problems getting here?"

"No, made sure we weren't followed," Kevin said, sitting down in a chair. "I don't think anyone recognized Zhou Mi either. What briefcase?"

"It's probably best if we don't mention the briefcase again," Zhou Mi said, softly blowing on the tea. "Now we need to discuss plans, because even though I'm here, things are still in motion. The revolt is still happening during the final match. We need to be ready."

"How's that going to work with the new commissioner, though?" KiBum frowned, slowly sitting down and tugging SooHyun to sit with him. "If he's like Master Jung, he's going to be twisting the revolt against the fighters."

Zhou Mi frowned at that lacing his fingers together. "Remember how I told you Senator Han Geng was introducing legislation for Sign rights? The first piece he's introduced deals with Sign rights and equal protection under the law. Signs won't be able to be killed anymore for looking at their master funny. That is what they were voting on today when you dropped that briefcase off to him. If all went well, and he said it would, then it has already passed. It doesn't matter what this idiot does as gaming commissioner, he won't have the law to back him up."

KiBum's shoulders slumped in relief at that. At least something was going well. "We've got enough protestors to keep the police from getting close to the fighters," he looked at Kevin. "And that isn't even counting Ewha's Women's University, are they going to be with us for the final match?"

"Yeah, maybe earlier," Kevin nodded. "Some classes are even getting out earlier because of how big the tournament is this year, everyone wants a ticket." He frowned though, leaning back. "I don't know how I feel about putting people in harms way though KiBum... I mean I'd do it in a heartbeat but no one out there signed up for that."

Chewing his lower lip, KiBum sighed quietly. "I know…it's not like we can make it known there's going to be a revolt happening, there would be no way of hiding it from security. The police won't be firing on civilians at least, tear gas might be the worst of it." He pushed one hand through his hair. "Is there anything we can do to make sure no one gets hurt?" He looked at Zhou Mi.

"There are no guarantees I'm afraid," Zhou Mi said quietly. "KyuHyun has worked closely with the fighters and the few who are leading this are very strong and respected. They were... picked because I thought they would help us keep the majority of all the fighters in line and to minimize any injuries or fatalities. But I don't think there's anything anyone outside of the fighters who can do anything."

"…" KiBum could tell the Chinese man was overly stressed when his Hangul turned inside-out. "Maybe you should be getting some rest," he frowned. "We're ready for the revolt, as ready as we can be. The point is to make a statement, not to cause a massive riot."

"... No, KiBum," Zhou Mi shook his head. "The point of this is a riot. One big enough that everyone will hear about it. We could have made a statement by having the fighters refuse to fight or other, less dangerous actions. We want a riot, and that's what it's going to be."

"But we're going to be keeping it controlled, as best as we can," KiBum frowned.

"Yes, that is the plan," Zhou Mi nodded. "I didn't say it was the best plan KiBum, but we needed something more than just talk. Conversations have brought us this far, but you know from experience that a true demonstration is better than any conversation. Do you think you had have had as big of a following if you hadn't gone to the breeding house? Doing this is like showing everyone in the city the inside of that breeding house, and how terrible their lives are."

"I know that." KiBum leaned back, fingers curling around SooHyun's. "This is something people need to see, or else everyone's just going to keep plugging their ears to what's happening and nothing's going to get better."

"Exactly... I wish it could go differently, I really do, I don't want anyone hurt," Zhou Mi said, closing his eyes. "I fear for KuiXian now though... he's right in harm's way."

"Why isn't he here too?" KiBum frowned. "Is he staying somewhere else while you're in hiding?"

"He was supposed to stay with Geng until this was over," Zhou Mi said. "But... they seized my property and now that... ass has him. I should have seen that coming, I promised I would always protect him and when it mattered most I couldn't."

Eyes widening slightly, KiBum looked at SooHyun beside him before looking back at Zhou Mi. "You're going to get him back though," he said quietly. "When the revolt happens, there's no way that guy's gonna stay in charge."

"No, that doesn't mean..." Zhou Mi shook his head. "It's not something I want to particularly think about right now. I don't want to imagine what's happening to KuiXian right now. I know he can take care of himself but I still worry."

KiBum nodded slowly in understanding. He didn't know what he would do if it was SooHyun in the same position, and at the thought of it his grip on SooHyun's hand tightened. He couldn't even try to assure Mi that KyuHyun was okay, because there was no way of knowing and Zhou Mi knew that. "Is there anything either of us can do, Zhou Mi?"

"At the moment no, a lot is riding on KuiXian right now, as well as other people," Zhou Mi said, shaking his head. "Tell me... what has been going on with you?"

"You pretty-much know everything," KiBum sighed. "We've been keeping busy though," he looked at SooHyun and Kevin with a tired smile. "Kev's been doing an amazing job, I don't think we'd have even a quarter of the amount of protestors if it weren't for him."

"Yes, I am quite impressed with that," Zhou Mi nodded. "I don't know if I would have felt half as comfortable with this plan if there hadn't been as many protestors. It makes me feel better knowing the next generation is so willing to take up a good cause."

"Yeah, some more than others though," Kevin said, smiling wryly. "Some just use it as an excuse to get out of class. Speaking of which though, I need to get back. Things are really tense down there right now and someone has to keep them from going out of control."

"Should I go with?" KiBum blinked, worried about Kevin's safety. "Where's that friend of yours?"

"He's still there, I didn't think it was wise to involve him any of this just yet," Kevin said, getting to his feet. "I'll be fine KiBum, it's not a far walk over there and there's always plenty of people I know heading to the arena."

"As long as you're sure," KiBum frowned, watching him. "Be careful, Kev."

"I'll be back later, and I'll bring dinner home with me," Kevin said, waving as he went out the door.

"Your friend is one of the bravest people I know," Zhou Mi said. "He doesn't have a personal stake in any of this, but willingly puts himself out there."

"I know," KiBum nodded, watching the door close. "He's even been getting death threats, but nothing's stopped him…he really believes in this. I think even without the club, he would have gone ahead to make changes in the slave industry after graduating."

"He's someone I'd like to get to know better once all of this over with," Zhou Mi said, smiling a little.

"I'm sure he'd love that, he speaks very highly of both you and Han Geng," KiBum chuckled. "I think you're role models to him, with everything you've both done."

"I don't know how Geng would feel about being someone's role model," Zhou Mi chuckled. "Considering none of this was his idea, I'm so grateful for everything Geng has done... he didn't really ask for this. I didn't give him much of a choice."

"He seems to look up to you, or at least has never voiced any sort of displeasure around me," KiBum smiled.

"He has no reason to look up to me, and he's not the type to complain about anything," Zhou Mi said, lips quirking a little as he looked away. "Nor is one to accept gratitude or thanks. I owe him so much KiBum... none of this would be possible if it hadn't been for him. I'll always be an idealist, but he was the one who put it into perspective for me, made it possible."

"How so?" KiBum blinked. He really didn't know that much about Zhou Mi, KyuHyun or Han Geng (or HeeChul, as rarely as he saw the rooster). That and talking seemed to help keep Zhou Mi's mind off of his very stressful situation a little.

"When Geng and I met, I had just brought KuiXian home," Zhou Mi said. "We would talk for hours about Signs and Sign's rights. Everything I believed, he believed, and he would challenge my thoughts on things. He prompted me to go on a very long trek of self discovery, to find out things I hadn't even considered about myself."

KiBum's lips quirked slightly. "You've both been through a lot," he said quietly. "And you've done so much to change how Signs are treated in Korea. It's kind of amazing."

"Seeing KuiXian happy, and one day see him free, that's the only thing I truly care about," Zhou Mi said. "There were so many times I almost gave up, just for his safety and happiness. I was very close to deciding to stay in America when we went there. Just because it was so... wonderful."

"It is," KiBum smiled, nodding. He definitely understood that feeling. "Do you think with time, Korea can really be like that too?"

"It could... and I really want it to be," Zhou Mi said, his expression falling a little. "I just want to be able to love KuiXian openly, without worrying who will see or overhear us. I want to be able to marry him, so people don't assume he's just a bedwarmer because he sleeps in my bed. I've done everything for him... and I... I'm so afraid I'm going to lose him..." His words choked off as he closed his eyes and pressed his lips together. He couldn't help the tears that slipped out.

Biting his lower lip, KiBum squeezed SooHyun's hand before letting go of his boyfriend, going to sit beside Zhou Mi.  "We'll get him back," he said quietly, resting his hand against Zhou Mi's back. "Very, very soon."

Zhou Mi couldn't respond for a long while, rubbing at his eyes as he drew his knees up to his chest. When he finally could, he opened his eyes and rubbed at his forehead. "I should have given him his freedom when I had the chance, but he wouldn't let me. If I had, he would be safe right now. That damn snake... so headstrong... I knew it from the beginning when he laughed. Everyone else was silent, but he laughed." He looked up at KiBum with wide red rimmed eyes. "We've never spent more than a night apart, I don't know what he's going to do without me."

KiBum shook his head, not sure what to say. What was there to say? "KyuHyun's strong…if anyone can make it through this, he can," he said firmly. "Just a few days left, then all this will be over, and you can give him his freedom then, right?"

"It's all I've ever wanted," Zhou Mi nodded, looking away again. "Where can I sleep? I... it's been a long day already and I just want to lay down."

"Uh…you can take our bed, SooHyun and I will take the couch?" KiBum looked up at SooHyun to make sure that was okay.

SooHyun nodded, looking a little harried at how upset Zhou Mi was. He had never seen the commissioner like this before, having thought the man was unflappable. "Of course."

"I don't feel right, it's your bed," Zhou Mi shook his head, rubbing at his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm kind of a mess right now. I've tried to be so strong for KuiXian... it just... kind of came out."

"That's okay…we understand," KiBum smiled. "And don't worry about it, just get some rest. Should we wake you up when Kevin comes back with food later?"

"If I'm not awake already," Zhou Mi nodded, slowly getting to his feet. "Thank you KiBum... I know I've said it before, but you have been indispensable through all this."

The younger man's lips quirked slightly to one side. "Glad to help I guess. Rest well."

SooHyun got to his feet, showing Zhou Mi the way to his and KiBum's room. When the door was closed, SooHyun returned to KiBum, ears drooped. "I do hope KyuHyun will be okay," he said, keeping his voice low.

"I hope so too," KiBum sighed, holding his hands out to SooHyun for the goat to join him. "I wish there was something we could do to help…to at least make sure he'll be okay, or check on him, or something."

"I don't know what we could do," SooHyun replied, joining him. "We can't go in the arena and he never comes out."

"I know," KiBum rested his head against SooHyun's shoulder and closing his eyes. "It was just wishful thinking."

"I think the only way we can help now, is continue with the plan," SooHyun said. "That's what KyuHyun would want."

"I know," KiBum repeated quietly. They would have to do their best to keep everything under control, despite all the problems occurring the closer they got to the day of the revolt. He could only keep hoping that nothing else would go wrong, and they'd all get out of this in one piece.
renichifreakrenichifreak on August 5th, 2013 03:04 am (UTC)
swear to GOD Kyuhyun had netter be okay or I will start knockin' heads...=/
TakaGacktHydetakagackthyde on August 5th, 2013 05:27 am (UTC)
agreed ^^
TahJae0025tahjae0025 on August 5th, 2013 07:34 pm (UTC)
yes!! and upd8..../jumping around happily/

This soooooooo exciting and heartwrenching...poor Bummie...poor MiMi...poor everybody caught in this mess...

KyuHyunnie...you better be ok...
hyunaeparkhyunaepark on August 6th, 2013 04:03 am (UTC)
///cuddles Mi
KYU will be okay bb ;;;