"A Christmas Story" Chapter 11

Wufei watched the tall blonde move slowly around his kitchen before getting up from the couch. His bare feet pad across the hard wood floor as Milliardo set down the jar he had been trying to open one handed.

"You know you didn't have to do this letting me stay here at your place. I would have been fine at home," the blonde said turning to face Wufei as he entered the kitchen.

"Yeah right," the dark eyes man said opening the jar easily.

"Were you serious?"

"About what?" Wufei asked opening the bread.

"What you said in the hospital," Milliardo clarified not meeting Wufei's eyes.

"Absolutely but you won't tell me his name," Wufei answered getting a knife from a drawer.

"Why?" Milliardo wondered as Wufei made two sandwiches.

Wufei handed him one then took the other and walked back to the couch, retaking his seat. He looked at Milliardo before gesturing to the seat beside him. The taller man came and sat down still waiting for an answer.

"I guess it is cause I like you," Wufei answered after swallowing a bite of his sandwich.

"Like me?" Milliardo asked confused.

"Maybe the word like is too weak," Wufei clarified.

"Too weak?" Milliardo repeated almost choking on the bite he just took.

"What an odd echo," Wufei noted glancing over at Milliardo. "But yeah."

"Would you kiss me if I asked?"

"Would you ask?"

Milliardo looked at Wufei contemplating both questions. Did Wufei really like him as in date? Or was he just messing around? Wufei didn't seem the type to just mess around, not about anything. He always seemed serious about everything.

Wufei popped the last bite of his sandwich into his mouth already seeing the answer in Milliardo's eyes. Leaning over he caught the blonde's lips in a surprise but deep kiss. His arms encircled the blonde, pulling him closer. Milliardo froze in the embrace before his own lips began to slowly respond to the kiss.

He pulled back freeing the older man's lips but did not remove his hold. Milliardo's eyes slowly opened staring into Wufei's darker ones.

"Wow. Would you do that again?" Milliardo asked breathlessly.

"Will you tell me his name?"

"Wufei why can't we just drop it?"

The black haired man released Milliardo, "Because if he thinks he can get away with it, he'll do it again."

"You believe that," Milliardo asked surprised by the depth of Wufei's concern.

"Yes, just say his name... I'll make sure he never bothers you again," Wufei answered standing up from the sofa.

"All right," Milliardo conceded knowing he had lost. "Just don't kill him, please."

"I wasn't planning on it, just a little pain to make it clear you are not available," Wufei replied picking up the phone.

"I'm not?"

"No, now tell me his name," Wufei said refusing to be drawn off subject.

"His name is Paul Landra," Milliardo finally said.

Wufei dialed several numbers holding his hand up to keep Milliardo from speaking. The other end of the line was picked up moments later. "Yeah, I want you to find a Paul Landra. Make it clear to him that Milliardo is taken and protected. No guns." Wufei placed the phone back in its cradle and turned to look at Milliardo.

"I can't believe you actually did that," Milliardo said standing up.

"I told you I would; I don't lie or back down. He won't be bothering you again, and if he does you tell me," Wufei said stepping back into the living room.

"It's just that you... I... we're not even together... I mean..."

Wufei cut the man off pulling him into a deep breath stealing kiss. Releasing the man's warm lips he couldn't help but smile. "Want to amend that statement?"

"Um... maybe... Do you really want to be with me?" Milliardo replied stunned.

"No, I only kiss you because I thought it might be fun. I don't joke, especially when it comes to the heart," Wufei replied.

"I didn't think you did, you haven't before now," Milliardo conceded. "You really want me in your life? What about your father?"

"I already spoke with him," Wufei answered. "He knows I'm old enough to make my own relationship choices. As for your first question, yes I do."

"Really?" Milliardo asked for a lack of anything else to say.

Wufei nodded knowing this man had become very special in his like. He needed to remember to thank Duo for the opportunity he had presented him, had his friend not stepped in like he did. "What are you doing for Christmas?"

"Um don't have any plans yes. What about you?" Milliardo answered sitting back down.

"I spend Christmas with my friends Trowa and Duo. You are more then welcome to join us, I would really like it."

"Oh but I wouldn't want to invade," Milliardo said shaking his head.

"I would really like to spend Christmas with you," Wufei explained sitting down.

"You would?"

"Yes of course, please reconsider."

"Well if you don't think they will feel like I'm invading then all right."

"Good then that is settled."

"Yes I guess it is," Milliardo whispered looking into the warm fire that burned.

Wufei sat back against the arm of the sofa facing Milliardo. He opened his arms toward the blonde, "Come here I just want to hold you in front of the fire."

Milliardo leaned over resting his head against Wufei's warm chest. Wufei's arms encircled his upper body holding him close. "I've always wanted to feel this."

"You're always welcome in my arms," Wufei said his chin resting lightly against soft blonde hair.

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"Where have you been?" Wufei asked with a warm smile.

"Oh just work," Milliardo answered sinking into the couch and Wufei's arms.

"Oh and how was it?" Wufei wondered gently combing his fingers through the long hair.

"Didn't see Paul all day, I was glad."

"So am I. Oh Duo called," Wufei said warmly.

"Oh yeah, about plans?" Milliardo asked turning his head to look into Wufei's eyes.

"Actually yeah, seems we've been invited to a Christmas Eve party."

"Sounds fun, hope we're going."

"I told him yes. Seems Trowa is bringing a guest and well it is being held at Duo's love's home," Wufei assured him before kissing his nose.

"Well Christmas is the season of love."

"Yes it is," Wufei agreed before planting a warm kiss on Milliardo's lips. "A very good season indeed."

"I could easily agree with that," Milliardo replied snuggling closer within Wufei's arms. Wufei continued to stroke the blonde's hair as they enjoyed the silence together.