YiJun's POV

 It seems like just yesterday when Xian had just started taking his firsts steps and I was right there behind him, stopping him from falling, if need be.

Today though, it feels like time has reversed our positions.

As I am about to stumble in the dark, I feel a pair of strong arms circle my middle and I am being held against a strong warm body. 

 I try to move away, but the grip tightens and pulls me closer, "Jun, don't."

"Xian?" I ask to confirm.

He whispers, his warm lips caress my ear, "What are you doing here, Jun?"

It looks like I have been caught...But how? How did he find me in the dark? He can't possibly see me...Can he?

I turn in his embrace and voice my thoughts; his answer almost breaks me.

He tells me that he can see me. He tells me that I am glowing blue.

He can see my aura...How!?

No... That can't be....his father was a human! 

"That's not possible!" I snap and step away from him. He tries to stop me, but I don't.

I need to get out of here. I need to get away, away from him.

With that, I walk out. I push my way through the sea of people, not caring about anything other than putting distance between us.

I am stopped by a few attendants, who ask me to go back inside, but when I refuse, they don't dare to ask me again. They let me pass.

How could this have happened? How could Meimei have failed to see? What should I do now? What will happen to us now? How will I protect him? Will he want to be protected by me?

With a million questions swimming in my mind, I start to drive back home. I have barely exited the highway when my phone rings. I decide to ignore it and keep driving. It rings again.

"What?" I bark, receiving the call, presuming it to be Xian.

It's not Xian. It's Cheng. He informs me that Xian had fallen unconscious during the 8D show, and was presently being kept under observation at the park's medical facility.

I cut the call and immediately start driving back from where I had left just a few minutes ago. Back to Xian.

What happened? Is he alright? Did he have a nightmare... no, that's not possible... Did he get hurt? Is it serious?

Once again, millions of questions plague my mind, and I get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

It is at this moment, that I realize two things: first, that I finally understand why the tree of life had attacked Xian when he was barely a few minutes old, second, that it doesn't matter what Xian is. The only thing that matters is that he is, was, and always will be, Mine.

I get strange looks from the security personnel as I once again enter the park and make my way to the medical center.

As soon as I enter, the first thing I see is a girl plastered to Xian's front.

No!

I feel surprised at the emotional upheaval I feel and clear my throat.

Get away from him!.... He is Mine!

The girl clinging to Xian whispers something in his ears, and I feel bile rise in up in my throat.

I introduce myself as Xian's guardian, and carry him out of there...away from her.

Once in the car, I feel his forehead and his body is warmer, much warmer than usual, "How are you feeling?" I inquiry, to which he answers that he is fine.

I know I should let it go... I know I should let it drop, but I can't bring myself to do that and blurt out, "Are you upset that I interrupted your intimate moment?"

As expected, he gets defensive and retorts, "Are you upset that you walked in on me when I was having an intimate moment?"

Unexpectedly, I blurt out, "Yes, I am upset!"

Damn it!

"Why?" He asks and I try to salvage the situation by telling him that he should have told me about it.

He seems to believe the lie I had just made up.

Yes, it was a lie. I didn't care that he had not told me. All I know is that he is mine and mine alone. And no one, absolutely no one except me can have him.

Yes, even now when I know who he is and what he is probably capable of, I still want him...Even if it costs me my life. Even if it costs me my soul... I want him.

Desperate, aren't I?

I hold the steering wheel tighter, trying to concentrate on the road ahead. I feel a shudder go through my soul when I recall what all I had already forsaken for him, and realize what more I could give up, for him.

On reaching home, I carry him to his room and touch his forehead. His body seems to have grown warmer, and his cheeks look flushed.

I ask him if he is hungry and I feel his eyes linger on my lips.

Maybe I am seeing things once again.

"Yes." He replies, and I mumble something about getting him soup and leave.

I feel out of my element. I realize belatedly that I am scared. I am scared of being near him, yet I can't bring myself to stay away from him either.

My mind gets drawn back to the events of the night before and my entire being is filled with dread... The dread of losing him... The dread of losing myself... The dread of losing what we have.

What if they come for him... to claim him... to take him away from me? That's the law. The son belongs to his father.

Would you forsake your father for me, just like I did mine, for you? 

Or would you leave me for them, Xian? 

Once again bile rises in my throat and I run to the washroom and throw up.

No... I can't lose him...I won't.

I sit and pray to Meimei, I don't call her name. I can't call her name, at least not without compromising my location.

I ask for guidance and forgiveness like I always do. It calms me down, like it always has.

A few minutes later, I bring the soup over to Xian who looks at me questioningly.

While in the kitchen, I had reflected upon my earlier immature behavior and had decided to rectify my error.

Yes, I indeed want Xian all to myself, but it is also something that can never happen, and in the light of facts that had presented themselves just a couple of hours ago, Xian having a girlfriend could prove to be a blessing in disguise. It would keep my desires in check, and Xian away from me.

But first and foremost, I wanted to know why Xian had lost consciousness. And thus, after having fed him a bowl of soup I ask him the question that had been troubling me.

"What happened?" I ask, and he answers. His tone and his words break my heart. He is scared and confused. I am reminded of the way I had behaved with him, and I can't help but feel guilty.

I wipe the tears that had rolled down his cheeks without his knowledge and pull him close.

Faultless... guiltless... Mine. 

I try to comfort him, as much as I can, with my words and actions, I tell him that he is fine.

He is not fine, but it is neither the place nor the time to broach that topic now. Instead, I fringe excitement and ask him about the girl.

As I speak, I realize that I couldn't for the life of me, accept or like her.

When he doesn't answer, I take his face between my palms and reassure him that I will be there for him, whenever he is ready.

Why does it hurt so much to say this out loud!?

I watch as Xian's eyes get a dazed look and I can tell that he is thinking of Her... Probably cursing me for dragging him away from her. My heart feels cold like someone has torn it out of my chest and buried it under six feet of snow.

I leave the bed without another word. It's Xian's birthday after all and I haven't even gotten anything for him yet. Maybe baking a cake is the distraction I need right now.

But just as I pick up the tray, Xian blurts out, "Jun, don't go!" and holds my wrist.

I look at him and once again tears are rolling down his face. "Xian," I exclaim, "What is wrong? Are you in pain?"

He nods and points to his chest. Panicking, I sit next to him, "Do you need me to call the doctor?" I ask, searching for answers in his dove-like eyes.

"Did I upset you, Jun?" He asks and I fail to understand the mean behind his words.

"Xian, I need to know if you want me to take you to the doctor?"

He shakes his head and throws his arms around me, "Jun, can you please stay with me?"

His actions confuse and scare me. "A Xian, please... just please tell me what's wrong. I promise I will take care of it...I will take care of you." I reassure him one again.

He lets go and looks at me, doubt and hesitation, clearly visible on his beautiful face, "Jun, will you really be ok if I start going out with Qing?"

'Qing' So that's her name, the name of the one taking my Xian away from me.

"Qing," I repeat, the girl's name leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I hate her already, but I can never let Xian know.

"What a lovely name," I say lying through my teeth before adding sweetly, "Of course I will be fine with it. I am sure she is wonderful."

I expect my answer to satisfy him, but once again I feel like that's not the answer he was looking for.

His eyes harden and he purses his lips, "I am feeling better now, Jun." He says in a tone that is so cold that it could put the North Pole to shame, and I understand that I am being asked to leave.

I nod and leave him to his devices, and get to work in the kitchen.

After an hour, my once spick and span kitchen has started to look like it has been hit by a hurricane.

But at least it was not in vain...right? 

I pat myself on the back looking at the mediocre-looking chocolate cake that now graces our dining table.

I look at the mess that I have made in the kitchen and sighing deeply before getting to do what I hate doing most...cleaning up after I have made a mess.

Immersing myself in cleaning, I am once again pulled into my musings.

I don't know how long I have been at it when I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder and I snap back to reality.

"Xian!" I exclaim and drop the bag of flour on the white marble floor.

"Yayeeks!" I yelp, and he laughs.

It's beautiful, like always.

At times like these, I hate what I am.

Do you know how it feels, to have someone right there in front of you when you know you can't do anything about it...That you can't touch... That you can't take.

Nonetheless, his laugh lightens my heart and brightens my soul and I can't help but reciprocate it with a small smile of my own.

"Jun, looks like you have worked very hard," He says, pointing at the cake I had set on the table.

"You are right," I whisper and walk over to the table. He follows me. 

 I sigh, "I know it is not going to win any beauty pageant, but I hope... "

Xian puts a finger on my lips, "Let me be a judge of that, after all, it's mine," He declares leaning in and taking I deep breath.

He smiles, "Beautiful." He announces looking at me. His eyes hold affection and something else.

"Unearthly." He continues, his eyes drop to my lips and linger there.

Once again I feel like I have lost myself in uncharted territory and I cock my head, "Mn?"

"Mine...." He adds, before swiping his finger over the chocolate frosting and licking it, and with his eyes glued to my lips he concludes, "All mine."

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