Blaze

Uncertainty

Secret weapon...

"But they should've seen him before..." Namjoo thought.

"Only if they made it back to report it, but Tao doesn't have biographic data," Suho pointed out. "They can't find him anyway. He's always been a rogue with no official information." Then he laughed breathlessly, "They must've been so confused when they saw him with us."

"Is it that easy?" Namjoo wondered.

"Why can't it?" Suho asked. "We have to tell Donghae this. When the time comes, Tao's our ultimate weapon."

~_____~

Lay paced back and forth holding a bag of food behind his back. Every once in a while he'd hesitantly glance up at the building then to the guard standing outside. He was a little nervous. After yesterday he had thought of apologizing for scaring Chorong. Something in her eyes never left his mind, as if she was afraid. He was just worried about how she was doing.

Finally pausing in his steps he shifted toward traffic and pulled his phone out.

Chorong's ringtone droned on and one for almost a half minute before he was sent to her voicemail. Ending the call he twisted around to stare at the building again and wondered if she was still sleeping. He felt slightly disappointed before his phone went off.

It was Chorong calling back.

He thought she was in after all.

"Did you call?" She asked.

"Oh...yea," Lay replied.

There was a slight moment of hesitance before he continued, "For scaring you yesterday...I just wanted to apologize."

"It's ok," was she said and they were left with another moment of almost awkward silence. It sort of felt like she was waiting for him to go on, but actually he was waiting to see if she had anything else to say.

"Then, have a good day. I'll see you later."

"W...wait," Lay quickly interrupted before he was hung up on. "Actually, I was just wondering if you wanted to have lunch."

Lay thought he could hear her hesitating on the other line before telling, "I'm at Namjoo's right now. Sorry, but I'm not really planning on going out today."

"Oh...is that so?" Lay mustered, covering his disappointment. "Alright then, you two enjoy yourselves. I'll see you later."

When Chorong hung up Lay glanced down at the food he'd brought along with him.

Since they were away from some action and stress he'd thought he wanted to just relax with a friend. Things didn't seem to fall in his favor however.

Suddenly overcome with a headache he started back to his car and stopped when he saw an old man sitting on a mat against a building, a can beside him. Lay passed him without much thought, but suddenly stopped in his steps then backtracked toward him.

"Here," Lay offered setting the food down in front of him. "Have something to eat."

The old man with dark skin and a beard glanced up at him quietly, quite surprised by the sudden move.

Lay smiled in return, "Get some energy from this and have a good day."

"Thank you, thank you," the man nodded.

Still smiling Lay turned to strut away. There was no use in eating that much food alone. When he got home he'd sleep his headache away then find something else homey to eat. And the next time he hoped things would work out as he wanted.