Chapter 3
After entering their agency Andrew wished Alastor luck. She had trouble separating herself from him because he hugged her very tied. He had no hopes of seeing Alastor again. First she tried to get out of his grasp. But then again, she knew she needed it because Kenzo isn't a very forgiving type. Alastor would be lucky if she could come out with a few bruises and a broken pride. Just like last time when he was mad at her. Alastor stood for the door of his and took in a deep breath. She could feel his anger a few streets back and it felt like, since she entered the office, his mood seemed to have darkened. Alastor stood for a moment there a bit indecisive. Not sure whether to open the door or run for her life. She grabbed the handle and gulped. Then with great caution I knocked at his door. No reply.
She waited a few seconds, then knocked again. But again, no reply. She took a deep breath and shot a quick prayer before she slowly opened the door. Kenzo sat after his desk, his gaze on his paperwork. "Kenzo?" Alastor asked with a weak voice. But he ignored her. She took another deep breath and walked into his office. She looked around and saw three chairs standing against the wall. She walked up and sat down on one, closest to the door. She just sat there silently while Kenzo worked. With the minute it was getting awkward. Alastor knew that she wouldn't leave unscathed. Even if she made a run for it. Kenzo would find her and drag her back to the office. If she would just wait for her 'punishment' it would be best. Because there was one time Alastor has seen him mad. Poor Herb, he still has nightmares from his tortures.
No it's best to just wait. After five hours Alastor started to get bored. Kenzo still wasn't done ignoring her and kept quiet. He was now done with his paperwork and laid back in his chair reading a book. Not even once he has cast a glance, or rather a glare at Alastor. Alastor was getting nervous. Kenzo was frightening when he was mad, but it was more terrifying to see him just ignoring her. Like she wasn't there. This was not like him. A part of her wanted to leave the office, it screamed to run away from this silent torture. But Alastor stayed, she didn't want to back down. If he wanted to punish her, then let him do it. It's the right course of action. He loved to be in control, and Alastor didn't want to take this from him. She could handle it, she's been through so much more. He thought her to be childish, maybe she was. Especially if things didn't get her way, also her childish love of blueberries caused him to think less of her. He once found her talking to herself with a box full of blueberry cakes. She felt a bit ashamed when he just gave her a weird look and walked into his office. It was a face she kept hidden. She could withstand a lot of things, but if someone held her a box full of blueberry cake, she was sold. Luckily Kenzo had some sense and didn't confront her with this.
While Alastor was thinking about all this, Kenzo stood up. His first action in two hours, aside from reading. He grabbed his coat and turned off the light. Then he walked out of the office without saying anything. Alastor looked up. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. It's pretty early for him to leave so soon. Maybe he was just so annoyed with her he didn't even wanted to see or speak to her. Alastor still kept quiet. She heard Kenzo talking to someone inside the other room but she couldn't quite make it out. After five minutes Alastor felt him leave the building. Then Alastor gasped and clenched her fist. Damn, him. He just ignored me. She wanted to curse but then kept quiet. She realized that she had ignored him as well. Maybe this was his payback. She felt Kenzo walking further and further away. His anger slowly faded away with every step he took. Not only his, Alastor's own anger faded.
She felt resented by her boss. Not only this moment, there were more moments she felt replaceable. Even before his ignoring of her. She never did anything good in his eyes, it could always be better or she did something stupid in his eyes. She'd hoped that he would yell at her, calling her childish or even names. She didn't care, anything else than this. If there was one feeling Alastor hated, that was this feeling. The feeling of being ignored, not appreciated for her worth, not seeing her as whole. She was the demon kni…. No she was a honorable detective. A hunter of demons, not a part of the demon race. But also not a part of the human world. That was made painfully clear by Abbygail. She would always be a creature resented by both worlds. Even now, when she has all the powers from her father. It didn't felt like she'd belonged anywhere. Even her friends could not truly comprehend what she's been through, and what her feelings are.
She's just an abnormality. Not human and not demon, just a hybrid. Even with all the power she'd obtained. She was strong, but what was strength if you had no one who truly appreciated you for who you are. Sure, her teacher Dante loved her like his own daughter. For as far as he showed it. Even Trish loved her, not entirely sure what kind of love, because Trish left her a lot of times alone to fend for herself. Even if she was her guardian.
She also had her friends. She'd never forgotten that. How they called for her in her moment of need. Jordan, Andrew and Vanessa were wonderful. Jordan, her ward needed her and loved her like a big sister. Andrew and Vanessa loved her like true friends. But they only saw her human side. They feared her demonic heritage and Alastor felt like they ignored that side of her. Even when her awakening saved them from utterly destruction. They feared it so Alastor kept it hidden ever since then. It was difficult, hiding the one thing that truly defines you. But it would be more agonizing if she lost them.
She felt torn because of this. Almost this whole year has been a little play. Only Kenzo and the other independent detectives had sort of accepted it. Kenzo did not seemed to bother at all. He just do what he normally does. Give her jobs, leave most important bits out. Snap at her if she doesn't do her job as good as him or as dedicated as he is. He didn't care he scolded one of the strongest demon hunters in the world. That was the one thing she did like about him. Not underestimating her and driving her to be at her best. He didn't care that she hated him. That was truly refreshing. Sometimes Alastor wonders if Kenzo really is the only one who understands her perfectly. He always seems to look right through her. It was creepy but also gave her a feeling of being understand. Maybe he didn't was as mean as she first thought. Alastor sighed and looked around. Maybe I should apologize to him.
It was getting very late but Alastor didn't care. She would sit here and wait for him. Even if her friends were worried sick, they would know Alastor could handle herself. The hours went by and before she knew it, Alastor fell asleep.
The next day she jumped up, a bit startled she looked around. She was still at the office. Kenzo was again busy working. Alastor looked up to the clock above the door. It was already ten. I've slept over.
She looked at Kenzo. He still was ignoring her but he did not gave off angry vibes anymore. Alastor gave him a curious look. Would this be the time to apologize for my behavior. She wanted to stand up, but what should she say. She knew what she wanted to say, but couldn't find the words. She felt too proud to be too submissive or to show too much feelings. It could make her look weak. But then again… would it hurt to just one time let out a sincere apology. What should I say, what should I say?
It was starting to drive her crazy, this indecisiveness. Then she slapped both hands to her face. "It's driving me crazy!" she sputtered out loudly. Huh, did I say that out loud?
She looked up to the desk. An annoyed stare was pointed at her. "If it's driving you crazy, then why are you still here!" Kenzo growled. Alastor looked at him, a bit dumbfounded. He sighed irritated. "If you want that case so much, you can have it. Now if you will excuse me?" He said and turned back to his work. Alastor stood up. Still looking a bit sheepish she walked to the door. This was not how she wanted it to be. Just when she was to say her apologies. It was still not too late. She looked behind. "Uhm…" she stumbled, cheeks turned a bit red. How should I put this….
"Still here?! I've gave you a job to do. Go!" Alastor's eyes spitted daggers at her employee. "Are you deaf?" He said. Then Alastor pointed at him. "You…. You!" She growled. "What?" he said, his tone showed that he almost reaching the end of his patience. "You, I… sorry!" Alastor yelled. She did a little bow and stormed off. She left a completely flabbergasted Kenzo behind. Her cheeks burned with shame. I couldn't say it the right way! She thought while jumping on her chair and opening her file cabinet. The files of the case were in. And she sighed in relieve. Let's just take the files and….. leave before I do something embarrassing again.