GW Fic: Dragons of the East, Tigers of the West 4/33
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Chapter 4
Wu Fei sat in his sifu's rear courtyard enjoying the evening sun and the warm spring air. He had just finished his day's training and was waiting for Mei-Ran and their classmates to join him for afternoon tea. Although the two love birds would much prefer each other's company alone, they did not mind having their friends join them occasionally. They would certainly have less chins wagging about them if they were not caught sneaking away together all the time. It wasn't like they never spent time together - Wu Fei's nocturnal escapades have now included seeing Mei-Ran on more intimate terms. Li had often commented his wonder on how his young master had enough energy to function normally in the day!
Whilst waiting for company to turn up, Wu Fei had been reading his brother's letter to him. Kim Fei had been in Peking for a couple of months and having the time of his life. Wu Fei wondered if he was there for business or pleasure. Even his marriage did not tame his wild and hyperactive brother. Then again it was hardly a surprise seeing that Kim Fei's wife was a typical, traditional Chinese girl of 16, she did not have the will to tame the eldest of the Dragons.
Wu Fei met her briefly at the wedding and the lack of ... animation from the girl made him wonder if she was actually real! If Kim Fei didn't ask her something, tell her to do something or spoke to her, she would remain quiet, smile pleasantly and simply tail him like a lost puppy.
Wu Fei had given her the benefit of the doubt and thought that the anxiety and the excitement of her wedding had led to her introversion and timidity. However, from Kim Fei's letters, he has learnt that his brother's wife was truly an obedient daughter of aristocracy.
Kim Fei didn't seem to mind. Why would he? He had no one to answer to and has become master of his house. That suited him perfectly. He even wrote to Wu Fei saying, "As long as she does her wifely duties and don't try to put a leash on me, I don't really mind what she is like." Kim Fei was, undeniably, his mother's son. Wu Fei can only imagine the kinds of parties and orgies his brother has undoubtedly hosted.
Shuddering at that thought he brushed it away, not wanting to see his brother in that light. Kim Fei had pretty much spared no details about his activities and escapades, from his official to his ... um ... personal duties, since arriving in Peking to take his new station. Wu Fei had, inadvertently, learned more than he had bargained for.
Folding up and tucking the letter back into the envelope, Wu Fei pondered about his own marriage. As he was not the eldest, he fortunately, was not obligated to marry one of his father's choosing. Nevertheless, if he father did choose someone for him did he have the will to protest and object? Or would his father agree to let him marry someone of HIS choosing? Wu Fei shrugged mentally. He was only 14; he believed he had a few more years before he came to that bridge.
["Penny for your thoughts, beloved,"] she whispered into his ear.
Wu Fei jumped at the sound of Mei-Ran voice, ["Mei! Are you crazy? If we get caught - "]
The Chinese maiden giggled, sending pleasant chills down Wu Fei's spine, ["You worry too much, Wu. There's no one here to hear me speak."]
["The walls themselves have ears, my love,"] he leaned over and whispered.
Mei-Ran shivered. ["I thought you didn't want us to get caught, stop flirting with me!"]
["You ask the impossible of me, Miss Ron."] Wu Fei laughed. ["Where's the food?"]
["Tsk."] Soft brown eyes rolled. ["That's all you want from me, huh? Is that all you ever think about?"]
["No, actually, there is one other thing I ALWAYS think about!"]
["You are impossible!"] Mei-Ran flopped down onto a random chair.
["Takes one to know one!"]
["And there's no one out there who knows me better! Ken Li and Keong have gone to the kitchen for the food. So be patient. Are you going out tonight?"]
["Ask a silly question! Join us?"] Wu Fei stood before her, their knees touching sending little shocks of electricity running up and down Wu Fei's legs.
["And be the third wheel?"]
["Oh Mei! You aren't jealous, are you?"] Wu Fei teased.
["And what if I am?"] Mei-ran replied cheekily. ["I don't like sharing what's mine you know."]
["Is that so?"] It was taking everything Wu Fei had not to sweep her up into a fierce, passionate embrace. She was such a tease! ["What will you do? Fight for me?"]
["Hmm... depends."] Mei-Ran jumped up and pushed Wu Fei back.
["On what?"]
["On what I would gain from it."]
["Well, come here and I'll show you."]
["Come get me,"] Mei-Ran vaulted over the table in the centre of the courtyard away from Wu Fei. ["And perhaps I'll let you show me!"]
["Oh, ho!"] Wu Fei leapt after her, ["A challenge!"]
The two primary disciples, who should have been better examples for the other disciples, were suddenly running around the rear courtyard like little children, squealing and screaming as they went along. Little did they realise, they had an audience. Ken Li and Keong who had arrived with trays of food and drink stood in utter amazement at their seniors being childish.
Ken Li cleared his throat. Mei-Ran and Wu Fei screech to a halt in their tracks at the sound.
["I hope you two weren't trying to kill each other again,"] Ken Li said nonchalantly as he set his tray on the table.
["He's just a pain as usual, nothing unusual,"] Mei-Ran replied lightly.
["ME? You started it!"] Wu Fei retorted.
["Oh, shut up you two and eat!"] Keong cried.
["Who died and made you sifu?"] Mei-Ran stuck her tongue out at him.
Keong returned the gesture plus a raspberry. It was then when all four of them lost it - friendly insults and retorts were thrown at each other, occasionally a chopstick or two would be hurled as well, punching, slapping and elbowing ensued as the quartet enjoyed their afternoon sojourn in their sifu's no longer tranquil courtyard.
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["Shouldn't you be going home?"] Mei-Ran tugged at her sweetheart's braid. Ken Li and Keong had both gone home for the evening. Wu Fei was still lying on the grass staring into the sky with Mei-Ran beside him.
["Nope,"] he replied, ["I left a message that I'm going out after training. To the market. So no one's going to come looking when I'm not home for dinner. I will be going in a moment."]
Mei-Ran rolled over and propped up on her elbows and eyed Wu Fei critically, ["Are you weaving tales as well now?"]
["Most certainly not! I am going to the market. I just didn't say who I was going with!"]
["Oh, Chang!"] She giggled. ["You are spending too much time with me!"]
["On the contrary, flower, I don't think we spend enough time together!"] Wu Fei brushed her cheek gently.
["Oh, Wu..."] She shied away.
["What's wrong?"]
Mei-Ran rolled over again and sat up. She drew her knees up to and rested her chin on them. ["Father is sending me away,"]
["What? When? Why? And when were you planning on telling me?"] Wu Fei bolted up from his reclined position to glare at Mei-Ran.
["Don't panic,"] Mei-Ran soothed, ["I won't be gone forever. The plans were only finalised today, plus I didn't want to tell you this in front of the others. Father says it's part of my training."]
["Training for what?"]
["To be a herbalist, a doctor, a woman..."] She shrugged.
["A woman?"] Wu Fei blinked. ["What's there to learn? If anything, the other girls should be learning from you!"]
Mei-Ran laughed merrily. ["Wu, do you know I can't sew?"]
["So? There are more important things in life than sewing!"]
["It's really sweet of you not minding. Bottom line is I am a girl and I should at least know some girly things! Growing up without a female influence has resulted to my tomboyish ways, so Father says. My aunts are doctors in their village as well as midwifes, Father wants me to learn ... everything from them. Hence, I'm being packed up and sent off to them for a few months."]
["A few months?!"]
["It's not forever, Wu. At the most three. We can write!"]
["By the time the first letters are exchanged, it would be time for you to come home!"]
["Well, there you go. It can't be that long then, can it?"] She smiled optimistically. ["I'll miss you."]
["As I will. When are you going?"]
["Day after tomorrow."]
["What's the rush?"]
["Father has a friend going that way and has asked him to escort me there. It's not likely Father will let me ride there myself. We have to accommodate his travelling schedule."]
Wu Fei sighed. ["Well, at least I still have Duo for company while you're gone."]
["Just as long as you two don't get into trouble!"]
Wu Fei tried to feign the 'What? Me?' look but failed miserably.
~*~
Wu Fei looked up at the sky; it was still light when he had reluctantly left Mei-Ran. She declined a second invitation as she had to prepare for her trip and still had chores to do. However, she had agreed to spend sometime with him tomorrow evening before she left.
The hazy navy blue that swept across the sky was only beginning to darken. The moon was barely visible and the stars still shied away from sight. Wu Fei knew he had plenty of time before he had to meet Duo by their usual spot.
While strolling to the harbour Wu Fei took in the sights and sounds of streets. The Moon Festival was in a few days but the air of festivities was already thick in the atmosphere. The night markets were synonymous to the Festival it was something that Duo was rather excited about seeing too. It would be the first time he could be on the streets of Canton when it was still alive and buzzing with activity.
Wu Fei sat down on the edge of Pier 23; swinging his legs while watching the remnants of the working day dwindled to a halt. He had been early, but he did not mind waiting. He loved the salty scent of the docks and the comings and goings of the merchants, labourers and warehouse masters were always fascinating to watch. It was even better now that he understood what they were saying.
Since meeting Duo, his English had improved by leaps and bounds. Wu Fei seemed to have a flair for languages. Not only did he speak his native Cantonese he had also picked up other dialects like Hakka, Hockkien and Teowchiu from various members of the household staff as well as learned Mandarin from a tutor.
After an hour of idle eavesdropping Wu Fei began to feel bored and decided to find Duo. Duo was usually the one sitting on his hands waiting for Wu Fei to arrive; it was unlike him to be late.
Wu Fei began to make his way toward Merchant's Quarter and found his way to the so-called 'English Block'. As he meandered his way up the stairs towards Duo's room, he was greeted by a few of Duo's work and flat mates. Wu Fei had become somewhat a familiar face.
The door to Duo's room was ajar. He rapped lightly on it sending the door to swing, opening further. The sight that greeted Wu Fei was one of chaos. Shoes were haphazardly thrown on the floor; jackets, shirts and tank tops were abandoned carelessly all over the room. Wu Fei's eyes followed the trail of garments to the figure sprawled upon the bed.
Duo had taken his top off before falling into bed; sweat laced his upper body, shimmering slightly from the sunset filtering through his window. He was lying on his back, his right arm over his eyes; his braid, left arm and left leg hanging off the bed casually. Wu Fei had not realised that he was gawking; all he was aware of was the strange sensations tingling beneath his skin as he watched the Irish breathe.
Duo suddenly shifted. His right arm slipped down and across his chest and his head turned to face Wu Fei. As Wu Fei's gaze raked over the heart-shaped face, those lidded, large, round eyes, the high bridge of his nose and the well defined cupid's bow, he found himself getting lost in the whirlwind of new and startling emotions. Wu Fei's breath caught in his throat when Duo moaned slightly and parted his lips.
A shiver ran down his spine as he caught himself thinking things he felt he shouldn't be thinking about. Wu Fei quickly stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. He didn't know how long he had been staring at Duo; he only hoped that no one saw what he was doing.
The confused Chinese lad contemplated leaving and abandoning their plans for the evening. Duo looked pretty exhausted. However, he didn't want to leave without word. Deciding that he needed something to occupy his mind Wu Fei began picking up the shoes and clothes strewn across Duo's little room. Wu Fei folded the clothes neatly and placed them on the table then set the shoes neatly in their pairs by the door.
Just as he settled down onto Duo's chair, Duo suddenly bolted up right, crying "Shit! Wu Fei!" as if he just remembered their plans. Wu Fei looked up; Duo's back was to him
"Duo?"
The Irish boy swore again as he spun around in surprise. "Christ, Fei! Don't do that!" Letting his shoulders sag a little as Duo sank back into bed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"S'okay. You've been here a while." Duo said gesturing at the pile of clothes. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"You looked too peaceful and tired to disturb," Wu Fei replied, "Hard day at work?"
"You could say that! I didn't mean to fall asleep. I was just going to rest my eyes a little." Duo stretched languidly, mimicking a cat rather convincingly, making Wu Fei's heart miss a beat. "Guess I was more tired that I thought I was. Ooch! I ache."
Duo got up and filed through his clothes to get dressed.
"Why don't we forget about going? You need rest," Wu Fei suggested.
"Are you sure? You said you needed to get something for Mei-Ran."
"It's okay; she's going to be away when her birthday comes anyway. I'll get her something when she gets back. Besides, I'll not drag you through the streets of Canton when you're this tired; this trip is for you as much as it was for Mei. You looked really worn out. Maybe I can help." Wu Fei steered Duo back to bed. "Lie on your stomach with a pillow under you and get comfortable."
"Ooo! Wu Fei!" Duo just couldn't resist being cheeky, "Be gentle with me!"
Wu Fei glared but did not give Duo the satisfaction of a verbal retort. Instead, he pushed his best friend down and hit him with the pillow. Duo laughed as he blocked the hit then proceeded to get settled. Wu Fei then sat beside him and began kneading his shoulders.
The Irish lad moaned. "Oooooh... Fei, why didn't you tell me you were so good at this? I need that a long time ago... aaaaaah..."
"You could've asked, silly! My kung fu master is a doctor and you never once thought that I might've learned something more than kung fu from him? I can see that you sorely needed this. These knots are tighter than a sailor's sheepshank! Now, just relax."
"Oh, like I have a choice? I'm just putty in your hands, Fei."
"Sleep if you feel like it, I'll have you good as new in a flash."
"Hmmmm, I like the sound of that," Duo mumbled into the mattress below him. "Thanks, Fei."
"What are friends for?"
Duo made no response. Wu Fei noticed his breathing slowed and calmed, indicating he was getting more relaxed as Wu Fei worked his supple fingers across Duo's lean shoulders. Physical labour had endowed Duo with sculptured muscles on his shoulders and arms. Each and every curve was perfectly defined, Wu Fei noticed as he dragged his hands down Duo's arms. Duo must have quite a bit of upper body strength.
Wu Fei then began to work his fingers across Duo's back, drawing small circles with his knuckles on the tanned smooth back, making sure that he worked out the knots before moving on.
As he patterned the sun-kissed canvas with red circles, dots and lines, Wu Fei suddenly realised that Duo was an incredibly beautiful creature. He was not certain what it was that made Duo stand out among his fellow Westerners, but Duo could light up a room like a beacon just by being in it. Wu Fei smiled to himself, pleased to have Duo call him a friend.
"Duo?"
"...... umm ....." was the lethargic answer.
"You don't by any chance have some oil or lotion, do you?"
"What?" Duo woke with a start.
Wu Fei frowned lightly, wondering why the extreme reaction to his question, "Lotion, so there would be less friction."
"Wu Fei..." Duo swallowed and approached the question cautiously. "Are you saying that I think you're saying?"
"What's with you?" Wu Fei raised an eyebrow. "It just feels better with some lubrication. You're going to end up red and sore if I - "
"Whoa!" Duo sat up and edged away, almost falling off the bed. "Are you sure about this? I mean ... you sure?! What about Mei-Ran?"
"What in the world has this got to with Mei?" Wu Fei was truly confused now.
"I can't believe you just said that!"
"What? Duo, you're making less sense with each word you say. I don't see how making your massage more enjoyable has anything to with Mei! If you could see the red marks your back now you'd want me to use something."
"Hmm?" Duo replied oh-so-intelligently, "The massage?"
"Yes, the massage. You know, what we were doing before you started talking in riddles?"
"Oh, um, ignore me. I'm just tired. There's a bottle on the shelf there." Duo pointed to where his toiletries stood.
"Sometimes," Wu Fei began, standing to retrieve the bottle, "I wonder if we're actually having the same conversation."
Duo laughed nervously. "Oh, aye, sometimes."
Wu Fei felt that Duo was being a little strange when the penny dropped. He watched Duo settle down again and gaped at him. He may have been sheltered but he was not entirely ignorant. Heaven knows, his brother had on occasion divulged information to him that he really did not need, or want, to know.
Duo must have felt him staring as the Irish looked up and asked, "What?"
"You ... didn't!" the Chinese boy cried incredulously.
"Didn't what?"
"You... you..." Wu Fei spluttered. "You thought I was... was... propositioning you?"
Duo's complexion flushed a lovely crimson. "Well..."
"You did!"
"Yes, I did," Duo whispered.
"You ... you're ...?" more stuttering.
"Yes, I like boys, Fei," Duo admitted, sparing Wu Fei from having to say the word that was practically alien to his culture. It was not something that was ever discussed, revealed or even pondered. It was simply too taboo.
Wu Fei continued to gape at a very embarrassed Duo, wondering which was more shocking - that his best friend just told him he was gay or that not moments ago he found his best friend extremely attractive.
"Fei," Duo pleaded. "Please say something. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier but it's just not something you talk about. I know how conservative your culture is. I just wasn't sure how you would take it. I just couldn't say 'Hi! I'm Duo Maxwell and I'm gay', could I? I wanted to tell you earlier and certainly not this way but I was too afraid you wouldn't want me near you again."
Wu Fei swallowed, his heart breaking at the sight of Duo looking so dejected.
"You thought that I was .... too?" Wu Fei was still unable to say the word himself. Curse his sheltered upbringing.
"No! Well... no!" Duo was just as bad in forming coherent sentences, "I mean I know how you feel about Mei-Ran and I never thought that you were before just now. Why did you think I was surprised by your question?"
"This is ridiculous!" Wu Fei shook his head, "You're not the first boy I've given massages to. We do it all the time after a hard day at training!"
"Aye, I realise that now! But to you and your friends, it's just routine. This is..." Duo sighed looking a little more lost and scared, "This is something special to me. I've never had a friend as close as you are to me; I've never had some that cared as much as you do, not since the orphanage. Wu Fei, you are the closest thing I have to family. You ARE my best friend."
"If I'm your best friend why did you think I wanted ... to..." his voice trailed off.
"Christ, Fei! Just because you're my friend doesn't mean I can't appreciate how beautiful you are!"
Wu Fei's jaw, which was virtually hanging to his chest, dropped to his knees. He was mildly aware that his face was getting redder at Duo's admission. What he was paying attention to most were the gorgeous indigo eyes that were pleading for his understanding and his acceptance. His was caught in a tempest of unfamiliar emotions, his mind trying to grasp the almost alien concept to him. Notwithstanding, the most terrifying revelation was not Duo's admission about his sexuality but that he found himself drawn to the prospect and idea of the whole thing.
"You think I'm beautiful?" His tone could not get any more incredulous even if he took lessons.
"Yes, breathtakingly beautiful." Duo's eyes held him steadily.
"Do you think of me in ... no! Actually, I don't want to know." Wu Fei tore his eyes away from Duo. Looking at the braided Irish was just making it more difficult to compose himself.
"Wu Fei..."
The Chinese lad sensing Duo's approach shrank back. "Don't!" he cried, dropped the bottle of lotion in his hand and headed to the door.
"Fei! Please don't go, don't leave it like this."
He paused, hand firmly on the door knob, and whispered, "Duo... I'm sorry. I ... can't ... I ... I'm sorry..."
"FEI!" Wu Fei heard Duo cry out again as he ran out into the street like a coward. He just couldn't handle being in the same room as Duo any longer. Admittedly, he was a little unsettled the idea that his best friend was gay, but he was more disturbed by the fact that had reacted to Duo's beauty the way he was only 'supposed' to react to girls.
What proved more confusing was that he knew he loved Mei-Ran. He could not comprehend life without her and would no doubt be lost without her by his side.
So where, and how, did Duo fit into the puzzle?
Wu Fei continued to rush through the streets not caring where he was headed. He just needed to be somewhere ELSE. He could still feel the flush upon his cheeks and his heart had not stop racing, now compounded by this aimless running.
The Chinese boy screeched to a halt as he rounded a corner only to realize where he was - across from the alley where he first met Duo. He took a deep breath as the pang of embarrassment and guilt kicked him in the jaw so fast and so hard his head was spinning. He could scarcely believe he just ran out on his best friend when Duo no doubt had shared a closely guarded secret with him. His legs gave out on him as he leaned against a wall and slid down.
Apart from Mei-Ran, Duo was the only person who saw and accepted him as who he was; and not the son of General Chang or the star student of Master Ron's school. Duo and he were equal, there were no castes or ranks between them and Wu Fei cherished that close relationship he had with the Irish.
Wu Fei began to feel ashamed for his lack of understanding. He had been the one who had constantly preached about the irrationality of prejudice and the absurdity of fearing and condemning someone or something different from what one was or had. Yet he was so clouded by preconceptions of 'normality', as defined by the majority, which he refused to open his mind to his best friend's ... 'diversity'. Who was he, a fellow man, to dictate what was right or normal for Duo?
Even as he came to terms with Duo's sexuality, his confusion about his own feelings did not ebb. If anything, it amplified with his acceptance of Duo's preferences.
Wu Fei picked himself off the floor after acknowledging the undignified manner in which he had conducted himself and decided to make things right. Tentatively, he made his way back towards the Merchant's Quarters to apologize for his behaviour. Words began to play across his mind on how to broach the subject. He fervently hoped that Duo wouldn't be too mad at him.
["Master Wu!"]
A distant voice called out to him, Wu Fei turned to see a little boy he recognised from the stable staff running up to him. Oh, great! Wu Fei thought, just what I need - some big hoo-haa at home. He waited for the boy to catch up before asking, ["What is it this time? Someone's having a baby? Someone's getting married? Or some big important Official is here and the Lady Su Yin wants up on parade again?"]
Slightly taken aback by his harsh welcome the boy lowered his head and whispered, ["The Master wants you home."]
["Did he say why?"] Wu Fei felt guilty for snapping at the boy and softened his tone.
["No, sir."] The boy shook his head furiously. ["But he is not happy. Li might be in trouble."]
["Li's in trouble? Why?"] Wu Fei hurried towards home. He hoped that Li wasn't in trouble because of him but even as he prayed he knew that was unlikely. The servants always took the fall first, regardless of culpability; then they crucify the family member.
["I don't know, sir,"] the boy replied, hurrying after Wu Fei.
~*~
If Wu Fei had thought about it seriously, he would've come to the conclusion that demanding something of his father the instant he walked into the study would have been a bad idea. But as things went, Wu Fei let his vocal cords work before his brain.
["Where is Li?"]
A steely glared was cast in his direction but the young Chang simply brushed it off. General Chang was a strict man and Wu Fei knew the kind of disciplinary actions he was willing to take to ensure obedience and so call loyalty from his underlings. If Li was in trouble then Li was REALLY in trouble.
["Have you never learnt manners and respect from your Master? I know nothing good would come from your childish interest."]
["This is why you called me home? To lecture me about manners and respect?"]
["Hold your tongue, boy!"] The General growled. ["That was not my initial intention but it is painfully obvious that you are in need of a lesson about that! I called you home because of your constant defiance, your lack of discipline and your deceit!"]
["What?"] Wu Fei exclaimed.
["Still you lie to me! You stand boldfaced before me and lie through your teeth!"]
["Father, I cannot claim understanding or acknowledgment when I do not know what you are referring to!"]
["THIS!!"] General Chang whipped a small black book he had been holding behind his back.
Wu Fei visibly paled - it was a poetry book that Duo had given him. His father must have found his cache of Western bric-a-brac that was hidden in his library. The initial shock did not last. The realization that his privacy had been violated quickly turned that shock into anger.
["How dare you pilfer through my personal belongings?"]
["How dare you speak to me in that manner?"] General Chang took one ominous step toward Wu Fei. Wu Fei defiantly stood his ground. ["Is that what you learned from the words of the devil? To defy and oppose your father?! You are too bold as to bring this filth into my home?! My own son! A gwailo sympathiser!"]
["Yes! So what if I am?!"] Wu Fei spat indignantly, ["At least I have the courage to face and embrace something different!"]
["Have you no shame?"]
["SHAME?"] Wu Fei cried in disbelief, ["There is nothing shameful about wanting to gain knowledge of something new! You are the scholar! Yet you would so readily condemn you own child for wanting to learn? How hypocritical is that?"]
["Your brother is a scholastic genius and I have never once heard him speak out of turn to me. How am I judgemental when he was obedient and you so openly challenge me at every turn, every sentence I say? Knowledge - the right kind - has never corrupted!"]
["The RIGHT kind? Can you hear what you're saying?"]
["I will tolerate no more of your nonsense. Go to your room!"]
["I will not be treated like a child!"]
["As long as I draw breath you will be treated in whatever manner I see fit,"] the General replied with the same rush of anger. ["You have done nothing but defy me time and time again. It is time you stop and acted like someone fitting of your station!"]
["I did not ask to for the station,"]
["Enough of this foolishness!"]
["Gaining knowledge of a different culture is not foolish. The Westerners will inevitably integrate themselves into our world. We should be moving forward! Your old fashioned way of thinking will only lead to the Empire's downfall! I will not stand aboard the sinking ship which you and you fellow Officials insist on captaining!"]
*CRACK*
Wu Fei's head snapped but his stance did not change. His cheek was beginning to redden; yet the defiance in his eyes did not falter. The Magistrate repeated his command for Wu Fei to return to his room. Still Wu Fei made no movement to leave. Instead, he held his hand out and boldly said, ["Please return my book to me."]
Magistrate Chang looked like he was about to breath fire on the youth. His face already red from anger deepened into a shocking purple hue, ["Boy! You are a disgrace!"] He roared, took a step forwards, grasp his son by the arm and dragged him out of the study.
Wu Fei knew he could get himself out of his father's iron grip but he HAD learned enough manners and respect and possessed a sense of self-preservation to not use his skills against his father; hence, his lack of struggle. Wu Fei wondered why he was being bodily dragged towards the rear courtyard.
A faint sound of crackling and a pungent smell in the air yielded a sense of panic in Wu Fei. He refused to believe what his instincts told him, blaming is overactive imagination on jumping to conclusions. However, as he closed in on the courtyard he could no longer deny it.
His father had ordered for all his English books and Western paraphernalia to be burnt.
Li, an unwitting perpetrator, was cowering by the roaring fire, looking absolutely petrified.
Without a word, Magistrate Chang released his hold on Wu Fei, marched over to the bonfire and casually tossed the last of his son's collection into the hungry flames.
["I will brook no further arguments or tolerate any incidents pertaining the Westerners."] The Magistrate walked back to the shell-shocked Wu Fei, ["If I find anything, hear anything or see anything that connects you to them, you will then be punished!"]
["WHAT THE HELL DO YOU CALL THIS THEN?"] Wu Fei screamed, ["Isn't this punishment enough?"]
["This is merely a warning. Go to your room; stay there until you are summoned. You had better not try to salvage anything. And take your servant with you."]
Magistrate Chang left the two boys staring at the angry orange tongue, slowly consuming Wu Fei's most precious possessions. Wu Fei was livid. He would have never guessed that his father would sink so low. Wu Fei had always admired his father for being strong, tolerant, by Manchurian standards, and just. But what he had just witness had killed any feeling of pride for his father. To him, Magistrate Chang Jung was no more than one of those many intolerant racists that teem the courts of the Emperor.
["Master Wu?"] Li approached him cautiously.
["I do not blame you for anything, Li. I know you didn't have a choice; I didn't have a choice either. Are you okay? How did it happen?"]
["I am not sure. I was helping out in the stables when Master Chang stormed in with one of your books demanding to know more. I tried not to tell... but ... but..."]
["It's okay, Li,"] Wu Fei patted Li on his back, making the boy wince. Wu Fei's jaw dropped, realising Li was hurt. ["Please tell me he did NOT have you flogged!"]
Li lowered his gaze. ["Only a few times, it's okay."]
["IT IS MOST CERTAINLY NOT OKAY!!"] Wu Fei spun Li around and lifted his shirt. Angry red welts and sickening purple bruised marred the young boy's back. ["Gods! This what they are so desperate to protect? This is what they fear the Westerners will corrupt? This barbarism and intolerance? They would call the Westerners devils when we so openly abuse a man who has shown loyalty to his friend?!"]
["Master Wu! Please,"] Li tried to pacify his furious master. ["This outburst will do you no good! Please, let's just go back to your room."]
Wu Fei continued ranting and raving but had allowed Li to steer him back to his room. As they neared Wu Fei's chambers, he rushed off to his little private library. The sight that greeted him broke his heart. His books were strewn across the room, some shelves had been knocked off their supports and his brushes and scrolls were lying haphazardly all over the floor. Chaos dominated the room that was once Wu Fei sanctuary. At least, he mused, he still had all his Chinese literature.
Li began picking up the fallen tomes and scrolls that thankfully escaped the cruel fate of their Western cousins.
["Li, it can wait."] Wu Fei sighed. ["I should tend to your wounds first. And don't argue with me. I'm too tired; I've had a really bad day. You should rest as soon as possible too."]
["Yes, Master Wu."] Li laid the tomes in his hands on Wu Fei's desk and followed his young master to the bedchamber.
~*~
["Master Wu?"]
Wu Fei's head lifted, he was bent over a book he was reading to pass time. Li was asleep on his bed, as per Wu Fei's instructions after he dressed all Li's wounds.
["Come in,"] he called.
The door swung open and in stepped Cho, one of his father's personal servant.
["You're wanted in the study, Master Wu."]
["Thanks, Cho."] He sighed as he got to his feet. ["Am I in real trouble?"]
["No worse than what your brother had been in before."] The older man smiled encouragingly at him. ["You'll live. If there's any consolation, the Lady Hoi Yee and I did think that burning your things were too harsh. The Lady Hoi Yee said that a few times too!"]
Wu Fei allowed a small, relieved smile curl his lips. ["I guess it's good to know there IS someone on my side."]
["Oh, don't say that too loud, young Master!"] Cho chuckled. ["I'm not supposed to be on your side!"]
["Don't worry."] Wu Fei winked. ["Your secret is safe with me. Will you watch Li for me?"]
["Not a problem, Master Wu."]
Cho retreated as soon as he escorted Wu Fei to the study doors. Wu Fei knocked once and marched in without waiting for a reply. If he was going to be punished for his defiance there was little need in pretending that he was a good little boy.
Wu Fei was not surprised to find Su Yin and Hoi Yee present. His father's first wife would no doubt take perverse pleasure in seeing the little Dragon disciplined. Hoi Yee was his surrogate mother and had taken up the position of his defence lawyer that Kim Fei had vacated. So far she had not failed him. Then again, he had never been in such deep trouble before!
His Father seemed a lot calmer. Su Yin made no attempt to hide her contempt and disapproval for him. As usual, Wu Fei couldn't care less what she thought of him.
Wu Fei stood silently before the three heads of the family. He was sorely tempted to speak but had decided against it. He did not want to push his luck any more. Apart from that, he was tired and he just wanted the day to end as soon as possible.
["How is Li?"] Hoi Yee was the first to speak.
["I have taken care of his ... wounds,"] Wu Fei replied, hostility directed at his father. ["He is resting now."]
["He will live,"] his father added flippantly. ["A young boy like him can take much more than he his given."]
Wu Fei glowered at his father's indifference toward someone of a 'lower' class. He was so close to screaming obscenities at the Magistrate, it had taken all he had to hold his tongue.
["But enough about the servant boy,"] his father continued, ["That is not why you are here. Your mothers and I have been discussing what we should do about tonight's ... incident. We have agreed that no further punishment will be exacted - Hoi Yee believes that taking away your Western paraphernalia was punishment enough. Notwithstanding, you should start learning responsibility and abandoning your childish hobbies."]
["We only want what is the best for you, Wu Fei,"] Su Yin said in a patronising tone. Wu Fei nearly snorted a retort. His restrain was admirable.
["Your mothers and I are not unreasonable."]
If you say so, Wu Fei thought bitterly, only one of you aren't!
["We are giving you a choice. You may have a few days to contemplate them but you WILL choose one."]
Wu Fei remained silent waiting for his father to drop the bombshell on him. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of things that his father and mothers believed would quell his hunger and curiosity for the new and exciting. He certainly couldn't think of anything to make him give them up - especially his friendship with Duo.
["Your first choice is to study for the Official Examinations."]
Wu Fei groaned inwardly praying that the second choice would be easier to stomach.
["Or you will take a wife."]
~TBC~
~*~
Chapter 4
Wu Fei sat in his sifu's rear courtyard enjoying the evening sun and the warm spring air. He had just finished his day's training and was waiting for Mei-Ran and their classmates to join him for afternoon tea. Although the two love birds would much prefer each other's company alone, they did not mind having their friends join them occasionally. They would certainly have less chins wagging about them if they were not caught sneaking away together all the time. It wasn't like they never spent time together - Wu Fei's nocturnal escapades have now included seeing Mei-Ran on more intimate terms. Li had often commented his wonder on how his young master had enough energy to function normally in the day!
Whilst waiting for company to turn up, Wu Fei had been reading his brother's letter to him. Kim Fei had been in Peking for a couple of months and having the time of his life. Wu Fei wondered if he was there for business or pleasure. Even his marriage did not tame his wild and hyperactive brother. Then again it was hardly a surprise seeing that Kim Fei's wife was a typical, traditional Chinese girl of 16, she did not have the will to tame the eldest of the Dragons.
Wu Fei met her briefly at the wedding and the lack of ... animation from the girl made him wonder if she was actually real! If Kim Fei didn't ask her something, tell her to do something or spoke to her, she would remain quiet, smile pleasantly and simply tail him like a lost puppy.
Wu Fei had given her the benefit of the doubt and thought that the anxiety and the excitement of her wedding had led to her introversion and timidity. However, from Kim Fei's letters, he has learnt that his brother's wife was truly an obedient daughter of aristocracy.
Kim Fei didn't seem to mind. Why would he? He had no one to answer to and has become master of his house. That suited him perfectly. He even wrote to Wu Fei saying, "As long as she does her wifely duties and don't try to put a leash on me, I don't really mind what she is like." Kim Fei was, undeniably, his mother's son. Wu Fei can only imagine the kinds of parties and orgies his brother has undoubtedly hosted.
Shuddering at that thought he brushed it away, not wanting to see his brother in that light. Kim Fei had pretty much spared no details about his activities and escapades, from his official to his ... um ... personal duties, since arriving in Peking to take his new station. Wu Fei had, inadvertently, learned more than he had bargained for.
Folding up and tucking the letter back into the envelope, Wu Fei pondered about his own marriage. As he was not the eldest, he fortunately, was not obligated to marry one of his father's choosing. Nevertheless, if he father did choose someone for him did he have the will to protest and object? Or would his father agree to let him marry someone of HIS choosing? Wu Fei shrugged mentally. He was only 14; he believed he had a few more years before he came to that bridge.
["Penny for your thoughts, beloved,"] she whispered into his ear.
Wu Fei jumped at the sound of Mei-Ran voice, ["Mei! Are you crazy? If we get caught - "]
The Chinese maiden giggled, sending pleasant chills down Wu Fei's spine, ["You worry too much, Wu. There's no one here to hear me speak."]
["The walls themselves have ears, my love,"] he leaned over and whispered.
Mei-Ran shivered. ["I thought you didn't want us to get caught, stop flirting with me!"]
["You ask the impossible of me, Miss Ron."] Wu Fei laughed. ["Where's the food?"]
["Tsk."] Soft brown eyes rolled. ["That's all you want from me, huh? Is that all you ever think about?"]
["No, actually, there is one other thing I ALWAYS think about!"]
["You are impossible!"] Mei-Ran flopped down onto a random chair.
["Takes one to know one!"]
["And there's no one out there who knows me better! Ken Li and Keong have gone to the kitchen for the food. So be patient. Are you going out tonight?"]
["Ask a silly question! Join us?"] Wu Fei stood before her, their knees touching sending little shocks of electricity running up and down Wu Fei's legs.
["And be the third wheel?"]
["Oh Mei! You aren't jealous, are you?"] Wu Fei teased.
["And what if I am?"] Mei-ran replied cheekily. ["I don't like sharing what's mine you know."]
["Is that so?"] It was taking everything Wu Fei had not to sweep her up into a fierce, passionate embrace. She was such a tease! ["What will you do? Fight for me?"]
["Hmm... depends."] Mei-Ran jumped up and pushed Wu Fei back.
["On what?"]
["On what I would gain from it."]
["Well, come here and I'll show you."]
["Come get me,"] Mei-Ran vaulted over the table in the centre of the courtyard away from Wu Fei. ["And perhaps I'll let you show me!"]
["Oh, ho!"] Wu Fei leapt after her, ["A challenge!"]
The two primary disciples, who should have been better examples for the other disciples, were suddenly running around the rear courtyard like little children, squealing and screaming as they went along. Little did they realise, they had an audience. Ken Li and Keong who had arrived with trays of food and drink stood in utter amazement at their seniors being childish.
Ken Li cleared his throat. Mei-Ran and Wu Fei screech to a halt in their tracks at the sound.
["I hope you two weren't trying to kill each other again,"] Ken Li said nonchalantly as he set his tray on the table.
["He's just a pain as usual, nothing unusual,"] Mei-Ran replied lightly.
["ME? You started it!"] Wu Fei retorted.
["Oh, shut up you two and eat!"] Keong cried.
["Who died and made you sifu?"] Mei-Ran stuck her tongue out at him.
Keong returned the gesture plus a raspberry. It was then when all four of them lost it - friendly insults and retorts were thrown at each other, occasionally a chopstick or two would be hurled as well, punching, slapping and elbowing ensued as the quartet enjoyed their afternoon sojourn in their sifu's no longer tranquil courtyard.
~*~
["Shouldn't you be going home?"] Mei-Ran tugged at her sweetheart's braid. Ken Li and Keong had both gone home for the evening. Wu Fei was still lying on the grass staring into the sky with Mei-Ran beside him.
["Nope,"] he replied, ["I left a message that I'm going out after training. To the market. So no one's going to come looking when I'm not home for dinner. I will be going in a moment."]
Mei-Ran rolled over and propped up on her elbows and eyed Wu Fei critically, ["Are you weaving tales as well now?"]
["Most certainly not! I am going to the market. I just didn't say who I was going with!"]
["Oh, Chang!"] She giggled. ["You are spending too much time with me!"]
["On the contrary, flower, I don't think we spend enough time together!"] Wu Fei brushed her cheek gently.
["Oh, Wu..."] She shied away.
["What's wrong?"]
Mei-Ran rolled over again and sat up. She drew her knees up to and rested her chin on them. ["Father is sending me away,"]
["What? When? Why? And when were you planning on telling me?"] Wu Fei bolted up from his reclined position to glare at Mei-Ran.
["Don't panic,"] Mei-Ran soothed, ["I won't be gone forever. The plans were only finalised today, plus I didn't want to tell you this in front of the others. Father says it's part of my training."]
["Training for what?"]
["To be a herbalist, a doctor, a woman..."] She shrugged.
["A woman?"] Wu Fei blinked. ["What's there to learn? If anything, the other girls should be learning from you!"]
Mei-Ran laughed merrily. ["Wu, do you know I can't sew?"]
["So? There are more important things in life than sewing!"]
["It's really sweet of you not minding. Bottom line is I am a girl and I should at least know some girly things! Growing up without a female influence has resulted to my tomboyish ways, so Father says. My aunts are doctors in their village as well as midwifes, Father wants me to learn ... everything from them. Hence, I'm being packed up and sent off to them for a few months."]
["A few months?!"]
["It's not forever, Wu. At the most three. We can write!"]
["By the time the first letters are exchanged, it would be time for you to come home!"]
["Well, there you go. It can't be that long then, can it?"] She smiled optimistically. ["I'll miss you."]
["As I will. When are you going?"]
["Day after tomorrow."]
["What's the rush?"]
["Father has a friend going that way and has asked him to escort me there. It's not likely Father will let me ride there myself. We have to accommodate his travelling schedule."]
Wu Fei sighed. ["Well, at least I still have Duo for company while you're gone."]
["Just as long as you two don't get into trouble!"]
Wu Fei tried to feign the 'What? Me?' look but failed miserably.
~*~
Wu Fei looked up at the sky; it was still light when he had reluctantly left Mei-Ran. She declined a second invitation as she had to prepare for her trip and still had chores to do. However, she had agreed to spend sometime with him tomorrow evening before she left.
The hazy navy blue that swept across the sky was only beginning to darken. The moon was barely visible and the stars still shied away from sight. Wu Fei knew he had plenty of time before he had to meet Duo by their usual spot.
While strolling to the harbour Wu Fei took in the sights and sounds of streets. The Moon Festival was in a few days but the air of festivities was already thick in the atmosphere. The night markets were synonymous to the Festival it was something that Duo was rather excited about seeing too. It would be the first time he could be on the streets of Canton when it was still alive and buzzing with activity.
Wu Fei sat down on the edge of Pier 23; swinging his legs while watching the remnants of the working day dwindled to a halt. He had been early, but he did not mind waiting. He loved the salty scent of the docks and the comings and goings of the merchants, labourers and warehouse masters were always fascinating to watch. It was even better now that he understood what they were saying.
Since meeting Duo, his English had improved by leaps and bounds. Wu Fei seemed to have a flair for languages. Not only did he speak his native Cantonese he had also picked up other dialects like Hakka, Hockkien and Teowchiu from various members of the household staff as well as learned Mandarin from a tutor.
After an hour of idle eavesdropping Wu Fei began to feel bored and decided to find Duo. Duo was usually the one sitting on his hands waiting for Wu Fei to arrive; it was unlike him to be late.
Wu Fei began to make his way toward Merchant's Quarter and found his way to the so-called 'English Block'. As he meandered his way up the stairs towards Duo's room, he was greeted by a few of Duo's work and flat mates. Wu Fei had become somewhat a familiar face.
The door to Duo's room was ajar. He rapped lightly on it sending the door to swing, opening further. The sight that greeted Wu Fei was one of chaos. Shoes were haphazardly thrown on the floor; jackets, shirts and tank tops were abandoned carelessly all over the room. Wu Fei's eyes followed the trail of garments to the figure sprawled upon the bed.
Duo had taken his top off before falling into bed; sweat laced his upper body, shimmering slightly from the sunset filtering through his window. He was lying on his back, his right arm over his eyes; his braid, left arm and left leg hanging off the bed casually. Wu Fei had not realised that he was gawking; all he was aware of was the strange sensations tingling beneath his skin as he watched the Irish breathe.
Duo suddenly shifted. His right arm slipped down and across his chest and his head turned to face Wu Fei. As Wu Fei's gaze raked over the heart-shaped face, those lidded, large, round eyes, the high bridge of his nose and the well defined cupid's bow, he found himself getting lost in the whirlwind of new and startling emotions. Wu Fei's breath caught in his throat when Duo moaned slightly and parted his lips.
A shiver ran down his spine as he caught himself thinking things he felt he shouldn't be thinking about. Wu Fei quickly stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. He didn't know how long he had been staring at Duo; he only hoped that no one saw what he was doing.
The confused Chinese lad contemplated leaving and abandoning their plans for the evening. Duo looked pretty exhausted. However, he didn't want to leave without word. Deciding that he needed something to occupy his mind Wu Fei began picking up the shoes and clothes strewn across Duo's little room. Wu Fei folded the clothes neatly and placed them on the table then set the shoes neatly in their pairs by the door.
Just as he settled down onto Duo's chair, Duo suddenly bolted up right, crying "Shit! Wu Fei!" as if he just remembered their plans. Wu Fei looked up; Duo's back was to him
"Duo?"
The Irish boy swore again as he spun around in surprise. "Christ, Fei! Don't do that!" Letting his shoulders sag a little as Duo sank back into bed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"S'okay. You've been here a while." Duo said gesturing at the pile of clothes. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"You looked too peaceful and tired to disturb," Wu Fei replied, "Hard day at work?"
"You could say that! I didn't mean to fall asleep. I was just going to rest my eyes a little." Duo stretched languidly, mimicking a cat rather convincingly, making Wu Fei's heart miss a beat. "Guess I was more tired that I thought I was. Ooch! I ache."
Duo got up and filed through his clothes to get dressed.
"Why don't we forget about going? You need rest," Wu Fei suggested.
"Are you sure? You said you needed to get something for Mei-Ran."
"It's okay; she's going to be away when her birthday comes anyway. I'll get her something when she gets back. Besides, I'll not drag you through the streets of Canton when you're this tired; this trip is for you as much as it was for Mei. You looked really worn out. Maybe I can help." Wu Fei steered Duo back to bed. "Lie on your stomach with a pillow under you and get comfortable."
"Ooo! Wu Fei!" Duo just couldn't resist being cheeky, "Be gentle with me!"
Wu Fei glared but did not give Duo the satisfaction of a verbal retort. Instead, he pushed his best friend down and hit him with the pillow. Duo laughed as he blocked the hit then proceeded to get settled. Wu Fei then sat beside him and began kneading his shoulders.
The Irish lad moaned. "Oooooh... Fei, why didn't you tell me you were so good at this? I need that a long time ago... aaaaaah..."
"You could've asked, silly! My kung fu master is a doctor and you never once thought that I might've learned something more than kung fu from him? I can see that you sorely needed this. These knots are tighter than a sailor's sheepshank! Now, just relax."
"Oh, like I have a choice? I'm just putty in your hands, Fei."
"Sleep if you feel like it, I'll have you good as new in a flash."
"Hmmmm, I like the sound of that," Duo mumbled into the mattress below him. "Thanks, Fei."
"What are friends for?"
Duo made no response. Wu Fei noticed his breathing slowed and calmed, indicating he was getting more relaxed as Wu Fei worked his supple fingers across Duo's lean shoulders. Physical labour had endowed Duo with sculptured muscles on his shoulders and arms. Each and every curve was perfectly defined, Wu Fei noticed as he dragged his hands down Duo's arms. Duo must have quite a bit of upper body strength.
Wu Fei then began to work his fingers across Duo's back, drawing small circles with his knuckles on the tanned smooth back, making sure that he worked out the knots before moving on.
As he patterned the sun-kissed canvas with red circles, dots and lines, Wu Fei suddenly realised that Duo was an incredibly beautiful creature. He was not certain what it was that made Duo stand out among his fellow Westerners, but Duo could light up a room like a beacon just by being in it. Wu Fei smiled to himself, pleased to have Duo call him a friend.
"Duo?"
"...... umm ....." was the lethargic answer.
"You don't by any chance have some oil or lotion, do you?"
"What?" Duo woke with a start.
Wu Fei frowned lightly, wondering why the extreme reaction to his question, "Lotion, so there would be less friction."
"Wu Fei..." Duo swallowed and approached the question cautiously. "Are you saying that I think you're saying?"
"What's with you?" Wu Fei raised an eyebrow. "It just feels better with some lubrication. You're going to end up red and sore if I - "
"Whoa!" Duo sat up and edged away, almost falling off the bed. "Are you sure about this? I mean ... you sure?! What about Mei-Ran?"
"What in the world has this got to with Mei?" Wu Fei was truly confused now.
"I can't believe you just said that!"
"What? Duo, you're making less sense with each word you say. I don't see how making your massage more enjoyable has anything to with Mei! If you could see the red marks your back now you'd want me to use something."
"Hmm?" Duo replied oh-so-intelligently, "The massage?"
"Yes, the massage. You know, what we were doing before you started talking in riddles?"
"Oh, um, ignore me. I'm just tired. There's a bottle on the shelf there." Duo pointed to where his toiletries stood.
"Sometimes," Wu Fei began, standing to retrieve the bottle, "I wonder if we're actually having the same conversation."
Duo laughed nervously. "Oh, aye, sometimes."
Wu Fei felt that Duo was being a little strange when the penny dropped. He watched Duo settle down again and gaped at him. He may have been sheltered but he was not entirely ignorant. Heaven knows, his brother had on occasion divulged information to him that he really did not need, or want, to know.
Duo must have felt him staring as the Irish looked up and asked, "What?"
"You ... didn't!" the Chinese boy cried incredulously.
"Didn't what?"
"You... you..." Wu Fei spluttered. "You thought I was... was... propositioning you?"
Duo's complexion flushed a lovely crimson. "Well..."
"You did!"
"Yes, I did," Duo whispered.
"You ... you're ...?" more stuttering.
"Yes, I like boys, Fei," Duo admitted, sparing Wu Fei from having to say the word that was practically alien to his culture. It was not something that was ever discussed, revealed or even pondered. It was simply too taboo.
Wu Fei continued to gape at a very embarrassed Duo, wondering which was more shocking - that his best friend just told him he was gay or that not moments ago he found his best friend extremely attractive.
"Fei," Duo pleaded. "Please say something. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier but it's just not something you talk about. I know how conservative your culture is. I just wasn't sure how you would take it. I just couldn't say 'Hi! I'm Duo Maxwell and I'm gay', could I? I wanted to tell you earlier and certainly not this way but I was too afraid you wouldn't want me near you again."
Wu Fei swallowed, his heart breaking at the sight of Duo looking so dejected.
"You thought that I was .... too?" Wu Fei was still unable to say the word himself. Curse his sheltered upbringing.
"No! Well... no!" Duo was just as bad in forming coherent sentences, "I mean I know how you feel about Mei-Ran and I never thought that you were before just now. Why did you think I was surprised by your question?"
"This is ridiculous!" Wu Fei shook his head, "You're not the first boy I've given massages to. We do it all the time after a hard day at training!"
"Aye, I realise that now! But to you and your friends, it's just routine. This is..." Duo sighed looking a little more lost and scared, "This is something special to me. I've never had a friend as close as you are to me; I've never had some that cared as much as you do, not since the orphanage. Wu Fei, you are the closest thing I have to family. You ARE my best friend."
"If I'm your best friend why did you think I wanted ... to..." his voice trailed off.
"Christ, Fei! Just because you're my friend doesn't mean I can't appreciate how beautiful you are!"
Wu Fei's jaw, which was virtually hanging to his chest, dropped to his knees. He was mildly aware that his face was getting redder at Duo's admission. What he was paying attention to most were the gorgeous indigo eyes that were pleading for his understanding and his acceptance. His was caught in a tempest of unfamiliar emotions, his mind trying to grasp the almost alien concept to him. Notwithstanding, the most terrifying revelation was not Duo's admission about his sexuality but that he found himself drawn to the prospect and idea of the whole thing.
"You think I'm beautiful?" His tone could not get any more incredulous even if he took lessons.
"Yes, breathtakingly beautiful." Duo's eyes held him steadily.
"Do you think of me in ... no! Actually, I don't want to know." Wu Fei tore his eyes away from Duo. Looking at the braided Irish was just making it more difficult to compose himself.
"Wu Fei..."
The Chinese lad sensing Duo's approach shrank back. "Don't!" he cried, dropped the bottle of lotion in his hand and headed to the door.
"Fei! Please don't go, don't leave it like this."
He paused, hand firmly on the door knob, and whispered, "Duo... I'm sorry. I ... can't ... I ... I'm sorry..."
"FEI!" Wu Fei heard Duo cry out again as he ran out into the street like a coward. He just couldn't handle being in the same room as Duo any longer. Admittedly, he was a little unsettled the idea that his best friend was gay, but he was more disturbed by the fact that had reacted to Duo's beauty the way he was only 'supposed' to react to girls.
What proved more confusing was that he knew he loved Mei-Ran. He could not comprehend life without her and would no doubt be lost without her by his side.
So where, and how, did Duo fit into the puzzle?
Wu Fei continued to rush through the streets not caring where he was headed. He just needed to be somewhere ELSE. He could still feel the flush upon his cheeks and his heart had not stop racing, now compounded by this aimless running.
The Chinese boy screeched to a halt as he rounded a corner only to realize where he was - across from the alley where he first met Duo. He took a deep breath as the pang of embarrassment and guilt kicked him in the jaw so fast and so hard his head was spinning. He could scarcely believe he just ran out on his best friend when Duo no doubt had shared a closely guarded secret with him. His legs gave out on him as he leaned against a wall and slid down.
Apart from Mei-Ran, Duo was the only person who saw and accepted him as who he was; and not the son of General Chang or the star student of Master Ron's school. Duo and he were equal, there were no castes or ranks between them and Wu Fei cherished that close relationship he had with the Irish.
Wu Fei began to feel ashamed for his lack of understanding. He had been the one who had constantly preached about the irrationality of prejudice and the absurdity of fearing and condemning someone or something different from what one was or had. Yet he was so clouded by preconceptions of 'normality', as defined by the majority, which he refused to open his mind to his best friend's ... 'diversity'. Who was he, a fellow man, to dictate what was right or normal for Duo?
Even as he came to terms with Duo's sexuality, his confusion about his own feelings did not ebb. If anything, it amplified with his acceptance of Duo's preferences.
Wu Fei picked himself off the floor after acknowledging the undignified manner in which he had conducted himself and decided to make things right. Tentatively, he made his way back towards the Merchant's Quarters to apologize for his behaviour. Words began to play across his mind on how to broach the subject. He fervently hoped that Duo wouldn't be too mad at him.
["Master Wu!"]
A distant voice called out to him, Wu Fei turned to see a little boy he recognised from the stable staff running up to him. Oh, great! Wu Fei thought, just what I need - some big hoo-haa at home. He waited for the boy to catch up before asking, ["What is it this time? Someone's having a baby? Someone's getting married? Or some big important Official is here and the Lady Su Yin wants up on parade again?"]
Slightly taken aback by his harsh welcome the boy lowered his head and whispered, ["The Master wants you home."]
["Did he say why?"] Wu Fei felt guilty for snapping at the boy and softened his tone.
["No, sir."] The boy shook his head furiously. ["But he is not happy. Li might be in trouble."]
["Li's in trouble? Why?"] Wu Fei hurried towards home. He hoped that Li wasn't in trouble because of him but even as he prayed he knew that was unlikely. The servants always took the fall first, regardless of culpability; then they crucify the family member.
["I don't know, sir,"] the boy replied, hurrying after Wu Fei.
~*~
If Wu Fei had thought about it seriously, he would've come to the conclusion that demanding something of his father the instant he walked into the study would have been a bad idea. But as things went, Wu Fei let his vocal cords work before his brain.
["Where is Li?"]
A steely glared was cast in his direction but the young Chang simply brushed it off. General Chang was a strict man and Wu Fei knew the kind of disciplinary actions he was willing to take to ensure obedience and so call loyalty from his underlings. If Li was in trouble then Li was REALLY in trouble.
["Have you never learnt manners and respect from your Master? I know nothing good would come from your childish interest."]
["This is why you called me home? To lecture me about manners and respect?"]
["Hold your tongue, boy!"] The General growled. ["That was not my initial intention but it is painfully obvious that you are in need of a lesson about that! I called you home because of your constant defiance, your lack of discipline and your deceit!"]
["What?"] Wu Fei exclaimed.
["Still you lie to me! You stand boldfaced before me and lie through your teeth!"]
["Father, I cannot claim understanding or acknowledgment when I do not know what you are referring to!"]
["THIS!!"] General Chang whipped a small black book he had been holding behind his back.
Wu Fei visibly paled - it was a poetry book that Duo had given him. His father must have found his cache of Western bric-a-brac that was hidden in his library. The initial shock did not last. The realization that his privacy had been violated quickly turned that shock into anger.
["How dare you pilfer through my personal belongings?"]
["How dare you speak to me in that manner?"] General Chang took one ominous step toward Wu Fei. Wu Fei defiantly stood his ground. ["Is that what you learned from the words of the devil? To defy and oppose your father?! You are too bold as to bring this filth into my home?! My own son! A gwailo sympathiser!"]
["Yes! So what if I am?!"] Wu Fei spat indignantly, ["At least I have the courage to face and embrace something different!"]
["Have you no shame?"]
["SHAME?"] Wu Fei cried in disbelief, ["There is nothing shameful about wanting to gain knowledge of something new! You are the scholar! Yet you would so readily condemn you own child for wanting to learn? How hypocritical is that?"]
["Your brother is a scholastic genius and I have never once heard him speak out of turn to me. How am I judgemental when he was obedient and you so openly challenge me at every turn, every sentence I say? Knowledge - the right kind - has never corrupted!"]
["The RIGHT kind? Can you hear what you're saying?"]
["I will tolerate no more of your nonsense. Go to your room!"]
["I will not be treated like a child!"]
["As long as I draw breath you will be treated in whatever manner I see fit,"] the General replied with the same rush of anger. ["You have done nothing but defy me time and time again. It is time you stop and acted like someone fitting of your station!"]
["I did not ask to for the station,"]
["Enough of this foolishness!"]
["Gaining knowledge of a different culture is not foolish. The Westerners will inevitably integrate themselves into our world. We should be moving forward! Your old fashioned way of thinking will only lead to the Empire's downfall! I will not stand aboard the sinking ship which you and you fellow Officials insist on captaining!"]
*CRACK*
Wu Fei's head snapped but his stance did not change. His cheek was beginning to redden; yet the defiance in his eyes did not falter. The Magistrate repeated his command for Wu Fei to return to his room. Still Wu Fei made no movement to leave. Instead, he held his hand out and boldly said, ["Please return my book to me."]
Magistrate Chang looked like he was about to breath fire on the youth. His face already red from anger deepened into a shocking purple hue, ["Boy! You are a disgrace!"] He roared, took a step forwards, grasp his son by the arm and dragged him out of the study.
Wu Fei knew he could get himself out of his father's iron grip but he HAD learned enough manners and respect and possessed a sense of self-preservation to not use his skills against his father; hence, his lack of struggle. Wu Fei wondered why he was being bodily dragged towards the rear courtyard.
A faint sound of crackling and a pungent smell in the air yielded a sense of panic in Wu Fei. He refused to believe what his instincts told him, blaming is overactive imagination on jumping to conclusions. However, as he closed in on the courtyard he could no longer deny it.
His father had ordered for all his English books and Western paraphernalia to be burnt.
Li, an unwitting perpetrator, was cowering by the roaring fire, looking absolutely petrified.
Without a word, Magistrate Chang released his hold on Wu Fei, marched over to the bonfire and casually tossed the last of his son's collection into the hungry flames.
["I will brook no further arguments or tolerate any incidents pertaining the Westerners."] The Magistrate walked back to the shell-shocked Wu Fei, ["If I find anything, hear anything or see anything that connects you to them, you will then be punished!"]
["WHAT THE HELL DO YOU CALL THIS THEN?"] Wu Fei screamed, ["Isn't this punishment enough?"]
["This is merely a warning. Go to your room; stay there until you are summoned. You had better not try to salvage anything. And take your servant with you."]
Magistrate Chang left the two boys staring at the angry orange tongue, slowly consuming Wu Fei's most precious possessions. Wu Fei was livid. He would have never guessed that his father would sink so low. Wu Fei had always admired his father for being strong, tolerant, by Manchurian standards, and just. But what he had just witness had killed any feeling of pride for his father. To him, Magistrate Chang Jung was no more than one of those many intolerant racists that teem the courts of the Emperor.
["Master Wu?"] Li approached him cautiously.
["I do not blame you for anything, Li. I know you didn't have a choice; I didn't have a choice either. Are you okay? How did it happen?"]
["I am not sure. I was helping out in the stables when Master Chang stormed in with one of your books demanding to know more. I tried not to tell... but ... but..."]
["It's okay, Li,"] Wu Fei patted Li on his back, making the boy wince. Wu Fei's jaw dropped, realising Li was hurt. ["Please tell me he did NOT have you flogged!"]
Li lowered his gaze. ["Only a few times, it's okay."]
["IT IS MOST CERTAINLY NOT OKAY!!"] Wu Fei spun Li around and lifted his shirt. Angry red welts and sickening purple bruised marred the young boy's back. ["Gods! This what they are so desperate to protect? This is what they fear the Westerners will corrupt? This barbarism and intolerance? They would call the Westerners devils when we so openly abuse a man who has shown loyalty to his friend?!"]
["Master Wu! Please,"] Li tried to pacify his furious master. ["This outburst will do you no good! Please, let's just go back to your room."]
Wu Fei continued ranting and raving but had allowed Li to steer him back to his room. As they neared Wu Fei's chambers, he rushed off to his little private library. The sight that greeted him broke his heart. His books were strewn across the room, some shelves had been knocked off their supports and his brushes and scrolls were lying haphazardly all over the floor. Chaos dominated the room that was once Wu Fei sanctuary. At least, he mused, he still had all his Chinese literature.
Li began picking up the fallen tomes and scrolls that thankfully escaped the cruel fate of their Western cousins.
["Li, it can wait."] Wu Fei sighed. ["I should tend to your wounds first. And don't argue with me. I'm too tired; I've had a really bad day. You should rest as soon as possible too."]
["Yes, Master Wu."] Li laid the tomes in his hands on Wu Fei's desk and followed his young master to the bedchamber.
~*~
["Master Wu?"]
Wu Fei's head lifted, he was bent over a book he was reading to pass time. Li was asleep on his bed, as per Wu Fei's instructions after he dressed all Li's wounds.
["Come in,"] he called.
The door swung open and in stepped Cho, one of his father's personal servant.
["You're wanted in the study, Master Wu."]
["Thanks, Cho."] He sighed as he got to his feet. ["Am I in real trouble?"]
["No worse than what your brother had been in before."] The older man smiled encouragingly at him. ["You'll live. If there's any consolation, the Lady Hoi Yee and I did think that burning your things were too harsh. The Lady Hoi Yee said that a few times too!"]
Wu Fei allowed a small, relieved smile curl his lips. ["I guess it's good to know there IS someone on my side."]
["Oh, don't say that too loud, young Master!"] Cho chuckled. ["I'm not supposed to be on your side!"]
["Don't worry."] Wu Fei winked. ["Your secret is safe with me. Will you watch Li for me?"]
["Not a problem, Master Wu."]
Cho retreated as soon as he escorted Wu Fei to the study doors. Wu Fei knocked once and marched in without waiting for a reply. If he was going to be punished for his defiance there was little need in pretending that he was a good little boy.
Wu Fei was not surprised to find Su Yin and Hoi Yee present. His father's first wife would no doubt take perverse pleasure in seeing the little Dragon disciplined. Hoi Yee was his surrogate mother and had taken up the position of his defence lawyer that Kim Fei had vacated. So far she had not failed him. Then again, he had never been in such deep trouble before!
His Father seemed a lot calmer. Su Yin made no attempt to hide her contempt and disapproval for him. As usual, Wu Fei couldn't care less what she thought of him.
Wu Fei stood silently before the three heads of the family. He was sorely tempted to speak but had decided against it. He did not want to push his luck any more. Apart from that, he was tired and he just wanted the day to end as soon as possible.
["How is Li?"] Hoi Yee was the first to speak.
["I have taken care of his ... wounds,"] Wu Fei replied, hostility directed at his father. ["He is resting now."]
["He will live,"] his father added flippantly. ["A young boy like him can take much more than he his given."]
Wu Fei glowered at his father's indifference toward someone of a 'lower' class. He was so close to screaming obscenities at the Magistrate, it had taken all he had to hold his tongue.
["But enough about the servant boy,"] his father continued, ["That is not why you are here. Your mothers and I have been discussing what we should do about tonight's ... incident. We have agreed that no further punishment will be exacted - Hoi Yee believes that taking away your Western paraphernalia was punishment enough. Notwithstanding, you should start learning responsibility and abandoning your childish hobbies."]
["We only want what is the best for you, Wu Fei,"] Su Yin said in a patronising tone. Wu Fei nearly snorted a retort. His restrain was admirable.
["Your mothers and I are not unreasonable."]
If you say so, Wu Fei thought bitterly, only one of you aren't!
["We are giving you a choice. You may have a few days to contemplate them but you WILL choose one."]
Wu Fei remained silent waiting for his father to drop the bombshell on him. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of things that his father and mothers believed would quell his hunger and curiosity for the new and exciting. He certainly couldn't think of anything to make him give them up - especially his friendship with Duo.
["Your first choice is to study for the Official Examinations."]
Wu Fei groaned inwardly praying that the second choice would be easier to stomach.
["Or you will take a wife."]
~TBC~