"The Summons"

"The Summons"

by:

Virgilio F. De leon Jr.MD

V had come and gone as he pleased that YuuA was no longer surprised. It still upset her when he would disappear but she had grown to somewhat expect her lover to be somewhere else at certain times of the month. And he would never even bother to answer when she asked. He had his ways of evading her direct questions and she would always get it when he did not want to talk about something. Time taught her that a little patience with the Dragon yields better results than insistent badgering. Like her , he divulges things when he feels that he is ready.

He had called her in the middle of practice. As rookies they would have been punished for that but personal calls were now allowed especially for her. Mr. Kim seems to give them a lot of lee way after their first string of wins and the CF contracts that came with those wins.

"Yes?" YuuA asked in her sing song voice hiding her excitement but lowering her tone a little. She knew he could tell though.

"I want to see you." It was just like him to be that straight forward and it was something that she liked.

"Where?"

"The Dragon vault."

"I'd be done with practice in an hour or so.Could you wait?"

"Hand the phone to your choreographer." Was that a sigh she heard on the other side of the phone?

The stern looking Choreographer took the phone and listened to the dragon known as V and the irritation on her face disappeared to one of fear. She had caught herself and handed the phone back to YuuA.

"It is ok YuuA-shi. We will continue the practice without you. You have gotten everything anyway."

Bee and Seunsee began to rise to accompany YuuA.

"You two stay. We still have a lot to do."

YuuA looked at her protectors and she felt a dark mood rising from Bee who was about to protest. Seunsee held her arm and Bee thought better of it. YuuA was going to V and she would not need protection. It was the Dragon who needed it. YuuA despite her patience will want his explanations for his month long absence. And no one would pity V when she began asking her questions.