A Love For His Art

By DragonMage

Chapter 5

A Few Days Later...

I woke up with Wufei in my arms, yet again. It seemed to become a daily thing of ours. I put him to bed in his own room but he always ends up climbing into my bed in the middle of the night. It was very nice actually. I loved holding his arm, strong body against mine while I slept, knowing that he'd be there when I woke up. And something deep down inside of me said that he would always be mine, no matter what happened. He belonged to me and me only; and I belong to him and him only. It was such a wonderful feeling to know that Wufei was always going to be there, that he was never going to leave me.

As I slowly ran my fingers down his face, I finally decided to ask him all my unanswered questions.

"Wufei?"

"Yes?" Wufei answered dreamily as he pressed his face up against the tips of my fingers.

"Where did you come from?" I asked softly. "I want to know. I want to know all about you."

"I already told you; I come from the ancient times of the Three Kingdoms," Wufei murmured with his eyes half-mast.

"What were those times?" I pressed. "How are you here?"

Wufei opened his eyes and stared up at me for a moment. "You really want to know?"

I nodded as I rolled on top of him and looked him straight in the eye. "I want to know all about the man I love...You're such a mystery, Wufei. I want to solve this little mystery."

Wufei stared up at me in amazement and happiness. "You love me?"

I smiled as I bent down and kissed him softly on the ear while my teeth scraped against the sensitive skin there, causing him to shiver in delightful pleasure.

"Of course I love you," I whispered in his ear. "I love you and only you."

"Then, I guess it's okay for you to learn about it, isn't it?" Wufei breathed.

I smiled down at him and kissed him again before I pulled him into sitting position and into my lap as I leaned against the many pillows piled up against the oak headboard of the bed.

"So, tell me everything about yourself," I told him as I held him.

"What do you want to know?" he asked as he snuggled against me with a dreamy smile gracing his smooth lips.

"Did you actually come from another time? Or is it another world all together?" I asked. That was one question that had been killing me for the longest time. Where did Wufei actually come from?

"I came from this world, only from a different time," Wufei murmured.

I nodded slowly. "Okay, so that means you've just done some time traveling."

Wufei smiled and nodded. "Yes, you could say that. Only, my world ended a long time ago. The past is always reliving itself over and over; it never stops because it keeps the future constant. It's confusing and makes my own head spin so try not to ponder that."

"I see," I said slowly. "So, you've just been reliving life over and over till the your death, only this time you escaped that repetitiveness and came to this time?"

"Exactly."

"And you're aware of all of this? Are people of the past always aware?" I asked.

Wufei looked thoughtful for a moment. Then he slowly shook his head. "No, not all of us are aware of this. I only became aware of it because I'm one of those few people who actually realize it after our time has gone."

"So, before China became a Republic you didn't know this?" I asked.

"Yes, I suppose you can say that. Let's just say, I can look outside of my own time," Wufei said, shrugging.

"And they ask me why I hate physics..." I murmured.

"What's that?"

"Nothing. Just a stupid class I had to take in high school," I told him.

"School? I miss school," Wufei said, smiling slightly. "I was top of my class before I..."

"You what?" I asked, frowning worriedly at the sudden sadness and shadows that filled Wufei's eyes.

"Nothing," Wufei said, shaking his head before he smiled sweetly at me even though his eyes were still slightly troubled. What was going on through my dream-child's head? "It's nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Perfectly," Wufei said, nodding. "Now, what other questions do you have for me?"

"What's your favorite color?"

~*~

"Do you HAVE to go?" Wufei asked as he watched me pack up some of my paintings.

"Yes, my manager called me and said I had to be at the auction." I turned around and pulled Wufei into my arms and kissed him gently. "I wouldn't be going if I didn't have to. I promise I'll be back by dinner time."

"Why can't I go?" Wufei asked, pouting slightly as he looked up at me with those gentle and heart melting eyes of his.

"Because, it's only for painters, auctioneers and the buyers. They said I couldn't bring anyone with me unless they're bidding," I said. I really had no idea why they did that but they did, damn bastards.

Wufei sighed and leaned against me. I could smell the fresh, nose tingling scent of soap he recently used. It was mixed in with his own unique scent that drove me crazy sometimes. I ran my fingers through his soft hair and wished I could stay the whole day with him. Just holding him, watching him and occasionally kissing him. But, ah, I've already had too much of a break and it was time to get back down to work.

"Well, if you have to go I suppose it's only duty," Wufei reluctantly agreed as he pulled back slightly and began to play with the gold cross around my neck. He looked up at me with pleading eyes as his pink lips pouted slightly. "But come back soon. I hate being alone."

"I promise, Wufei. Have I ever broken any promises?" I murmured as I leaned down and captured those soft lips for my own. Ah, it was like kissing the silky smooth petals of a rose from my garden. Only, rose petals weren't warm and ever so inviting.

It took all my will to pull away slowly. I wanted to take him into my room, undress him and make love to him. The urge was so great I almost actually did so. My arms ached to hold him and caress him into a sweet point of pure pleasure; to know that he is mine and only mine, my dream-child. But he still didn't seem ready for such a thing. Or at least it didn't seem so...Maybe I was wrong. And if I were wrong, well, that would be excellent. I could show him all the pleasures of making love, every sweet touch and kiss. It would be wonderful learning each weak spot and exploiting it, driving him to the edge and knowing that all the while I was doing it to him.

I caressed his cheek for a moment while staring into his eyes. Gods, I loved him more than the world itself. I would kill or die for him, for that I was sure. I would never let any harm come to him. Never.

"Mmm...Don't go," Wufei almost moaned.

I almost lost it right there and then. I quickly kissed him once before murmuring a quick 'good bye' and beating my ass outta there. How was I gonna maintain control with Wufei moaning like that?!

~*~

The whole auction work was tedious and boring. Why couldn't I just leave my paintings with them and go? Then I'll pick up whatever check they have for me and spend the rest of my time with Wufei.

Instead, I had to stand there, looking like a bored kid and watch as people betted on my work. It was nothing knew, although some prices did get my pulse racing. Incredible how much money someone would be willing to pay for a piece of art. Of course, you never looked a gift horse in the mouth. All of this money was going into my income and what I was going to do with it was spoil Wufei.

I smiled goofily as I thought of all the great places that I could take my dream-child. He would love to go to Egypt and explore the old ruins or possible Italy and taste the wonderful pasta food before going to France and trying on all the wonderful clothing there and checking out the sites from the Eiffel Tower. Then, possibly, we can move quickly across Asia Minor and reach China where we can check out the Great Wall of China (which undoubtedly was made after Wufei's time) and buy the silks and jades there or explore the old mountains and caves of ancient China. So many places to go to! Wufei would absolutely love it! And luckily, I had the money to supply it all for him. I was going to give him the world.

I was floating in the dream of traveling the world when the auction finally closed and I went home. I would get the money in a few days after they got all the money together and calculated so the auction house got some, the auctioneer and all who helped and, finally, to me.

When I reached home I hadn't exactly expected the silence of the house. Something I'm not used to anymore since Wufei entered my life suddenly. I frowned as I placed my stuff down and quickly walked to Wufei's bedroom to find that he wasn't there. I then checked my own bedroom, but still he wasn't there. I checked the whole house before going to my studio.

I pushed open the door and stopped. There, Wufei laid curled up and fast asleep on the floor with smudges of paint all over him. He had it across his cheek, down his arms and hands and plenty of his clothes. His hair was unbound and left to spread out in a silky mass around him.

Then I remembered to breathe.

I slowly walked into the room and bent down beside him, my beautiful and unearthly dream-child. I smiled warmly as I lifted his small body into my arms and stood up easily. He was so light! He could have been made of moon-silk and dreams and I would have believed it. He couldn't possibly be real! But he was and I was touching him. I felt his clothes rub against my arms, his smooth skin against my lips and cheek. I could never get enough of touching him. I always need to reassure myself that he was real and he was right there with me.

Raising my head, I stared at the painting Wufei had obviously been working on before he fell asleep.

I blinked as I stared at the beautiful, smooth artwork that had came from Wufei's hands.

It was a Chinese woman with her hair bounded up in the ancient Chinese way women wore their hair in the past. She was draped in beautiful silks and had cat like eyes that resembled Wufei some except they didn't hold that warm innocence and kindness that Wufei had. Instead, they were challenging and bold. Possibly, cruel? How on earth could Wufei, of all people, depict such a person? I never knew my dream-child had it in him. I always thought he saw the world filled with beauty, warmth and love. Why did he paint this hard woman?

Frowning slightly, I turned and left the room. I turned off the lights behind me and took one last look at the painting. The full moon was shining down on it from my window and I could almost see something eerie about it that gave me the creeps. Then I closed the door and made my way back to my room with Wufei in my arms.

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