Soulmates – Chapter 5
The night before ...
Hannibal saw the boy with curly black hair and big blue eyes get tense, take a step back and bump on his desk. The boy was terrified just of the fact Hannibal had take a step toward him.
William was scared of him.
The blonde boy could not stop looking at that terrified creature. There was so much fear in his big blue eyes that Hannibal could almost feel it.
He analyzed all the situation at a fraction of seconds. Little William was harassed by these bullies for too long, he must have been conditioned to fear taller and stronger boys than him. The boy should be painting Hannibal as a demon in his head. Poor thing. William was like a puppy. Small, fragile, frightened. Hannibal wondered what sort of things had happened to the boy reacted like this.
Hannibal looked at Will and could not think of anything that could be more helpless, and when the boy looked at him again and their eyes met, Hannibal had made his decision, but that was not the time yet.
"Whatever." He said in the most annoyed way and walked away, back to his bed. He would have to give him some space first, he did not want to frighten Will.
He picked up his book again and stared at it but did not read it. He could not pay attention to reading with all the plans he was already drawing in his head. It was hard to pretend to ignore the boy, but Hannibal was a patient person, and patiently he would wait the things to happen. It was then that Will walked into the bathroom to bath.
Hannibal would make his first move.
He rose from his bed as he heard the sound of the shower being turned on. He calmly put his book in its place on the shelf, he turned off his MP3 player and went out of his room. Hannibal left the building and went to the Principal's Office.
The blond boy didn't have to wait to be received in the Principal's Office. Jack Crawford was a dark skinned man in middle age. He always had a concerned face, this helped him to rule this school and it was not uncommon to hear from the students that Crawford would do well commanding a police group, in the FBI, maybe. Crawford was watching some papers, sitting on his comfortable chair on the other side of a large oak desk when the boy entered.
Crawford pointed to the chair in front of his desk aimed at visitors for Hannibal to sit and he did. The two looked at each other for a moment.
"Can I help you?" Jack asked with a bored tone.
"I want you to do me a favor." Hannibal said seriously. "I want you to put me in all the classes that little William Graham is." Hannibal said with authority.
Jack Crawford stared at Hannibal and then started laughing.
"Sorry, kid, but it will not be possible."
"Why not?" Hannibal asked petulantly.
"You have no idea how complicated it was to organize the schedule of classes." Crawford became serious.
"I can't see any complication if you let me attend the same classes of William." He said quietly.
Crawford looked at him puzzled.
"Why this sudden interest in the little one?" Jack asked, frowning.
"It's none of your business." Hannibal replied harshly.
Crawford seemed annoyed.
"Who do you think you are? You think just because you're a 'noble' you can rule my school?" Crawford shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
"I asked this as a favor, Crawford, but if I have to avail of my position to get what I want, I will." Hannibal replied and smiled evilly.
'So what you have in mind? You will bribe me? "
"Bribery?" Hannibal snorted. "What a ungainly thing!" He smiled. "But maybe, just maybe, the grant that my uncle would give for the new teachers lounge would be better spent on a new car for me. As his only nephew, he is always very happy to please me, and all I have to do is to ask ..." Hannibal saw the face of Jack Crawford turns white. "You know, people can change their minds." Hannibal hated having to use a low blow like that, but he would not keep efforts to get what he wanted. And what he wanted was...
Hannibal smiled and knew then that he had won the first battle. That night, he left the office of Jack Crawford with his new schedules in hands. When Hannibal returned to his dormitory, he found Will fast asleep, lying on his stomach and his curls falling over his eyes. Hannibal restrained the urge to touch him.
But it was not the time yet.