Rent (YiZhan)

Chapter 1

Author notes: This is my first attempt writing YiZhan. English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes and awkward writing. This is NOT for profit. I don't own them. AU and maybe OOC.

Thanks to CALActorsTypist for editing this.

Chapter 1

Well, fuck. I'm so screwed.

The young man thought while walking aimlessly down the street. It was almost dusk, and he honestly didn't know what he was going to do.

He had just been expelled for one of the most prestigious boarding high schools in the US, and not only that, his dad had disowned him. All in one day.

It was just rotten luck, and a lot of reckless behavior on his part.

Wang Yi Bo knew he was gay a long time ago. But of course, he had to keep it to himself. Back in China, that wasn't something he would freely share with anyone.

When his father, the head of the prominent Wang family, decided to send him to the US to study, he had breathed freely.

He promised that the would make something worthy of himself, regardless of his family name and position. He studied hard, reaching the top position in his class.

He mainly kept to himself, almost never socializing. He had some true friends, but they weren't in the same school. Because of that, he got his 'ice prince' nickname.

Remembering his friends, he decided to call one of them. Seungjoo was in the States at this moment, if he remembered well.

Fortunately, he was allowed to keep his cellphone. Dialing, he waited for his friend to answer.

"Hello."

"Seungjoo?"

"No, I'm God Almighty."

"..."

"Come on, Yi Bo. Of course it's me."

"..."

"What's the matter?"

"I...I'm in trouble."

"You? What happened?"

"I was expelled..."

"Shit..."

"Father knows."

"Motherfucker..."

"I... I don't know what to do..."

"I'm in New York, come here."

"Well... I don't have...any money."

"Are you still in Andover?"

"Yeah."

"Go to the train station, I'll send you a ticket."

"Okay... Thanks."

Yi Bo, thanked his lucky stars. Seungjoo was a friend from childhood. Both their fathers were business partners and they had had a lot of contact when they were children. Although, Seungjoo lived in Korea, they always kept in touch. He knew that if someone was to help him that would be Seungjoo.

He received the train ticket, took the train and arrived to NY a few hours later. A driver was there for him. Finally, he arrived to Seungjoo's apartment on Fifth Avenue.

Seungjoo hugged him and asked.

"What the actual fuck Yi Bo?"

"I was caught."

"Doing what?"

"My classmate," he deadpanned.

"..."

"Which is a male..."

Seungjoo opened his eyes like dishes.

"Wait a minute... you're gay?"

"Mn."

"Since when?"

"Since I was born, I think..."

"How come I didn't know?"

"It's something private."

"That's so Yi Bo."

"Mn."

"Well, who caught you?"

"The principal..."

"Having sex... Oh my God... Were you going all the way?"

"No...I just had his penis in my mouth."

"Dude!... TMI."

"You asked..."

"It was rhetorical... asshole."

"..."

"And then?"

"My father happened to be in town and he was called by the school. They told him the whole thing."

"Wow... Did you soil your pants?"

Yi Bo moved his head saying no, but he had a pained expression on his face.

"What did your father say?

"That I'm no longer part of the Wang family. He disowned me. I was expelled and thrown out without any money. They just allowed me to take my documents, my transcripts, some personal items, and clothes."

"What about Harvard?" Seungjoo asked.

"I was accepted, but I didn't apply for any scholarships since my father was going to pay in full for it. Hence, I can't go now. I have no money. Not even a place to live."

"Crap...was it worth it? I mean, were you like in a relationship or something?"

"No... I... was just curious. "

"Hell, curiosity did kill the cat this time."

"Mn."

Yi Bo felt like crying, but he knew it was useless. Now he had to find a way to survive. Although he was an excellent student and spoke several languages, he didn't feel these things qualified him to get a good job to support himself and pay for University at the same time.

Suddenly, he saw Seungjoo smiling.

"I have an idea Bo." Seungjoo said.

"What?"

"You know how I hate to be controlled by my family."

"Mn," Yi Bo agreed.

"I invested my savings in a company behind my parents back, it's a luxury transport service here in NYC, you can work there while you figure out what you'll do."

"Doing what?" Yi Bo asked.

"Driving of course. You know how to drive, right?"

"I know how but... "

"No buts... It's a decent salary. Besides, you speak several languages. You can work with our international clients. The pay is better."

Thinking for a moment, Yi Bo concluded that he has no other option at the moment. So he agreed to Seungjoo's idea.