He's like the wind

Disclaimer: I do not own Queer as Folk or any of the characters, they belong to Showtime and Cowlip.

Chapter 4: By their very nature

As my family and I sat down to lunch, I buried my face in my hands and moaned softly, I immediately felt my Mother's hand on my own; I looked slowly up to her.

"Justin," she asked, worry in her eyes, "sweetheart, what's wrong?"

"I have a headache," I complained, rubbing my forehead to prove it. My Mother's forehead creased in worry.

"Maybe you should go and lie down." She suggested gently.

"Are you sure?" I asked, "I thought we were going to the theatre this afternoon?"

"Well, baby, if your head hurts that much I want you to go and rest." My Mother told me, softly yet firmly. I sighed slightly.

"Okay, Mother."I finally agreed, she smiled and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

"Feel better, sweetheart."

I excused myself from the lunch table and walked back in the direction of the middle-class cabin we were staying in, except that's not where I went.

...

I opened the gate to the dance side of the holiday park and slipped through.

So, I didn't have a headache, I was trying to get a chance to see Brian again. I didn't like lying to my parents, but it's not like they gave me much of a choice. I knew in my heart that I would never find happiness playing golf and marrying some young woman, English major most likely. My happiness lies somewhere else, and I'd only gotten a taste of it the previous night.

As I entered the dance section for the second time I couldn't help grinning. It was so much more fun than the other side. Who wanted to be resting, when you could be moving, creating, living.

Before I knew it, a woman I didn't know dragged me into one of the white gazebo's and starting cha cha-ing with me. I laughed aloud and lead her around the floor, I knew the cha cha, it was my Mother's personal favourite. A fact my Father didn't know.

"You are a good dancer." The woman smiled at me.

I smiled back, "thank you, so are you."

"Well, I learned from the best." She told me, gesturing to her right. I glanced over to see that woman, Brian's dance partner, Daphne?

I quickly excused myself from the woman and walked over to Daphne, she didn't look up as I approached.

I didn't quite know what I was going to say, but I had to say something. I didn't want these people thinking they were lower than people like me. I was in awe of them.

"I think you're a wonderful dancer." I said finally. She looked up at me and smiled, this was the first time I had properly looked at her up-close, she was quite pretty, I didn't find many girls attractive but I knew that Daphne was above average.

And she had a nice smile, not many people had a nice smile. People tell me I have a nice smile, but who cared, really?

People who call you Sunshine. A voice in the back of my head whispered, I blushed at myself.

"Thank you." Daphne said, bringing me out of my thought process. "We've got to earn money somehow."

"How long have you been dancing?" I asked her, curious.

"Since I was sixteen," she answered, "it's the only thing I ever really wanted to do, and after my Mother kicked me out, I didn't have much of a choice."

My eyes widened in shock. "You're Mother kicked you out?"

Daphne laughed, "yeah, she was a bit of a...well, she wasn't very nice."

"And that made you go into dancing." I smiled.

"Well, it was all I could do when I left home, and Brian's been looking after me ever since."

My body froze up at the mention of Brian "Adonis" Kinney. Just hearing him casually referred to made my heart flutter in excitement.

"Have you two...been dancing together long?"

Daphne nodded. "Brian was the one who got me into it, we've been friends since we were kids. We've got the trust, you' no?"

I nodded slowly. "I...guess."

She grinned at me. "You guess?" She repeated, turning it into a question.

I nodded. "Well, I've err...never really had a childhood friend, my parents only ever let me be friends with the other middle-class kids, and they were quite boring." I shrugged.

Daphne looked at me sympathetically. "And they say being higher class is all that."

I laughed, I really was quite liking this girl. "I'd rather be an amazing dancer with an incredible partner, that could do whatever he wanted, be friends with and be with whoever he wanted."

She smiled sadly at me. "Well, you're right about Brian being amazing."

There, we even had something in common.

"I'm Justin, Justin Taylor." I introduced myself, Mr. Manners as always, she smiled in return.

"Daphne, Daphne Chanders."

As we shook hands I knew a friendship was being born.

...

I saw him.

I saw him.

And today he was dressed in white.

Wow.

He looked even more incredibly beautiful than before, after thinking this I racked my brain for ten minutes trying to figure out if that were humanly possible.

He was dancing, of course, with a woman. As I walked closer to the white Gazebo they were dancing in, I could hear his silky voice giving her instructions. He was giving a dance lesson.

I leant against the pillar at the entrance of the gazebo and simply watched him contently, it occurred to me that I could watch Brian dancing forever and never get bored. His body twisted and turned with the woman's. He spun her around and as he did so the irresistible muscles in his strong arms flexed and I had to fight of the urge to...I'm not even sure, I just knew I wanted to be the one in his arms right now. Now that I'd gotten a taste, I couldn't give it up.

I had to congratulate myself on how short a period of time it had taken me to move from infatuation to obsession.

"I think that's about it today, Mrs. Keets." Brian drawled in his downright sexy voice. "You really have improved, you're really getting the hang of these turns." The woman blushed deeply at his compliment, and I grinned almost smugly, glad I now had proof that I wasn't the only one that lost myself in his charming nature.

I'd always wondered what it would be like to meet a person who was charming by their very nature. And looking at my beautiful Adonis now, it explained why you only met one or two of them in a lifetime.

As the woman exited the gazebo, flashing me a smile that I returned, Brian finally turned around as saw me standing there. He looked slightly surprised for a moment until the look of surprise in his eyes turned to one of mischief. I was his prey again.

"Sunshine." He said in greeting, the corners of his mouth lifting up into a half-smile as he approached me. The fact that he now knew my real name but still called me Sunshine made me flush with pleasure...for some reason.

"Hi." I said, when I finally found my voice. There was something about the way he looked at me, the way his piercing gaze could see right through me. It was incredibly distracting, but not in a bad way.

"Get bored of croquet?" He smirked, and I couldn't help smiling. A part of me knew that he knew I wasn't like that.

"Why would I be there, when I could be here?" I answered, as casually as I could.

He blinked slowly, and stared at me from under his dark lashes, my cheeks went red again. "It's nice to meet someone with a little spirit." He told me eventually.

I couldn't help smiling hugely at his compliment. I had to forcibly remind myself that Brian Kinney was charming by his very nature, and just because he had complimented me didn't make me special in anyway. Although I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes seemed to light up whenever I smiled.

"I came to see you." I finally blurted out, feeling more comfortable in my own skin now. As much as I was a bundle of nerves and embarrassment around this man, there was still something about him that made me feel comfortable in myself, more comfortable than I had ever felt, really.

I smiled as I remembered something;

When I was in his sanctuary, he gave me permission to be whoever I wanted to be.

I looked back at him and saw him smirking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I asked.

"You came to see me?" He asked.

My eyes widened, I'd said that out loud? Maybe Brian gave me too much confidence. I tried to think of something to cover my tracks.

"Err...yeah, after seeing you dance, I guess...I really wanted to learn how you do it." It was actually half-true.

Brian blinked a few times and then my half-cocky, half-totally adorable smirk returned to his flawless lips.

"I'd be happy to teach you." He told me, with a little wink that I blushed at. Was I just imagining the seduction in his voice? There was no way on Earth a perfect, sensual, fallen angel would ever be interested in me.

I smiled at his answer. "Thank you." Was all I managed.

...

Again, I found myself practically floating back to my family, like Brian had somehow managed to steal my gravity, and the ground beneath my feet.

I smiled to myself, Brian managed to steal everything; my attention, my gaze, my blushes, the air from my lungs...

I shook my head, I didn't even know this man yet he was all I could think about.

I grinned in anticipation as I realised I would now be having chances to get to know him, several of them in fact. As of today, Brian was my private dance instructor.

I couldn't pinpoint my emotions as I contemplated several dance lessons in which I would be alone with Brian Kinney.