✖ YAOi HiGH ✖ (BoyXBoy) by Tan Xue Lei

The Sweet Scent of Blood

A/N :: Who can guess why Yamapi was tired in the last chapter? *^^* Think "dirty" now guys! Kehe. Remember Kame-kun? x]

I just realised that I've been imagining ChangMin as Italy from Hetalia since I started getting into Hetalia ; 3; This is bad lol, soon ChangMin will have a part of his hair sticking out called the erogenous zone! XD;;;

Included special long awaited smut for you guys ^^ ( My friend kept bugging me on MSN for it ==" ) Sorry if it's sucky, I was tired == ~

thelostfairytale - All of my readers are special *^^*

epikSEN - Doesn't really matter if you find out what Henry said haha ~ But I doubt anyone that knew Cantonese could understand my terrible JyutPing ; 3;

Hi dear, I didn't mean to make you hate Henry ; 3;~

Ju Young - Translating...soon...in a couple of chapters time? Keke x]

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[ Kim JaeJoong P.O.V. ]

Oh man I'm stuffed; even if that basket of food was shared between 6 people it sure filled us all up. There was even little bit of leftovers, in which ChangMin helped himself to, happily after finishing his basket just a minute before we surrendered for air.

I'm currently now in wood class, we were supposed to make miniature wooden furniture with our block of wood, design first then get to making it.

Now, do you really think I would do the work that was set for me? Psht, nah. I'm not making some stinking miniature furniture like it was for some doll house. I'd rather beat up a random person into a pulp! No wait, I'd rather not, they have chisels in here, and I'm not experienced with weapons.

"So what are you making?" EunHyuk asked as he strolled past me.

"A block of wood." I replied dryly, looking down at my untouched piece of wood.

"Heh, yeah very funny, seriously what are you making?"

"A table."

"Well get to it then!"

"It's already a table! Can't you see?!" I pointed at the block of wood with sarcastic excitement, "It's a table for tramps! It doesn't need to be stylish!"

"You could at least paint it," EunHyuk urged on.

"Tramps don't have enough money to buy paint and make things look pretty."

Seriously, can't this guy leave me when I do work? I don't see the teacher running over to me nagging about my laziness! Heck, the teacher's too busy cutting up more wood for the more enthusiastic people of the class, who managed to make two miniature furniture pieces already within the time span of 30 minutes! Crazy bastards.

EunHyuk heaved a sigh and shrugged before he was off to the paint table to paint his chair, which resembled a monkey.

A few moments later, DongHae came strolling by without even glancing at me and my block of wood, he was too absorbed in the wooden work in his hands.

"Yah DongHae, what you got there?" I asked as sat back on my chair.

"A table shaped into the shape of a fish." he replied proudly like a giddy kid, "What about yours?"

"A table shaped into a block of wood for tramps." I replied sarcastically.

He gave me an odd look before leaning over to take a closer look at my masterpiece.

"That's not very creative." he frowned.

"Why did you shape yours like a fish for?" I asked.

"It's the sort of table I'd like to see in my future home." DongHae grinned again, "A table that me, my wife and my kids can share to bond! Fish is also related to my name."