Chapter 3
Alfred just met a vampire! He couldn't believe once he made it to his flat he couldn't sleep at all. So after deciding he would just unpack all the remaining boxes that are scattered or piled on each other.
Alfred sighed, "gotta love moving," he said out loud to anyone particular.
Hero was sitting watching his owner looking through all the boxes and he looked around the slightly empty room, the cat licked his paw then stood up to see if there was anything he could help with his owner.
Once Hero had gotten close to Alfred, then Alfred looked down at his companion, "you hungry?"
Then Alfred went to find his cat food, after he had found it. He put some in Hero's bowl. While Hero was just rolling his eyes, thinking how useless his owner can be at times.
Alfred yawned, "I'm hitting the hay little buddy," Alfred bended down then stroke Hero's fur then stood up and walked to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
Arthur was sitting on his couch with a cup of tea in one hand, thinking over what had happened.
"Why is my life so hard?" Arthur questioned himself.
Arthur looked at his cat that was sleeping on the couch peacefully, then Alfred had sighed, "well aren't you a lazy bugger, I don't see how you act like me," the cat woke up from the noise and gave his owner a death glare. "Now don't look at me like that," Arthur said sharing his own death glare with the cat, "I still don't see it," Arthur said taking sip from his tea and walked to the kitchen to clean the china then walked back to the room with his cat and plopped back on the couch.
He sighed not knowing what to do, and then something familiar he had saw something familiar, something green. Once Arthur had turned and smiled at his old friend, "Flying Mint Bunny," Arthur had said smiling. Then Arthur heard his cat hissing, he saw a couple of fairies flying by Crumpet, the cat never enjoyed the magical creatures company, so he just stood up and jumped of the couch and went to his owners room.
Since Arthur was a vampire he could see things that humans can't, he could see many mystical creatures that would visit him. When he was little his parents and siblings had been killed by vampire hunters, while he had been hidden by his mother, then the fairies had found Arthur and had taken Arthur in and care for him as much as they could. Now that he was grown up he got regular visits from his old caretakers.
"Hello Arthur!" a fairy with leafy dress had greeted.
"Hello," Arthur had greeted.
"Arthur, are you okay?" another fairy asked in her tulip dress.
"I… I'm just confused…" Arthur had confessed, the fairies nodded encouraging him to continue, "I have met a man," the two fairies squealed, chanting 'Arthur has a boyfriend!' Arthur blushed furiously, "he's not my boyfriend," Arthur yelled, the fairies had giggled and let him continue his so called 'problem' "I think I've messed up," Arthur said shaking a little.
The two fairies looked concerned for the vampire, then had flown over towards the shaking Brit. "What do you mean you've messed up?" one of the fairies had asked.
"I've became friends with him, but it's just I don't want to hurt him," the fairies nodded and try to comfort the vampire.
"Arthur you won't hurt him," the fairies had said trying to make him feel better, plus with Flying Mint Bunny in his lap trying to make him happy.
They all hated seeing him sad, they can't bare it, they were guardians that were his probably only family. All they could do was pray for a miracle to make the young vampire to stop crying.
Then there was a knock at the door, Arthur sniffed a little, not bothering it was a complaint or something else. The fairies had looked through the glass hole in the door and saw a young tired looking man, who was waiting impatiently, he knocked again, but this time yelled trying to get the Brit's attention, "yo! Artie I know you're in there, let me in, or I'll bust this door down,"
The fairies nodded then had tried to turn the door knob with success and Flying Mint Bunny helping pulling the door open once Arthur's door had opened, Alfred was greeted to nothing.
He may have loved supernatural, but he won't admit it to anyone, the only time when he had told someone was his brother had peer pressure him, but things like this scared him half to death.
Alfred laughed nervously, "very funny Arthur," there was silence, "Arthur! Come on stop being a asshole!" Alfred whined. Then he heard some light sobbing.
Alfred turned his head a saw a small figure having their knees closed to their chest and crying softly into his arms. Alfred had walked up to the figure which he had already figured out it was Arthur. "Arthur?" Alfred asked cautiously to the crying vampire. He didn't know how to comfort the poor guy, heck he couldn't even comfort a 'damsel in distress.' So Alfred sat next Arthur, causing Arthur to look up with his puffy red eyes and tear stained cheeks.
"Alfred?" Arthur asked cautiously thinking it was a hallucination.
"Hey, you okay?" Alfred asked Arthur.
"I'm fine…" Arthur replied looking away from Alfred avoiding from eye contact.
"Are you sure? You don't looked 'fine' at all," then he had came closer the smaller body.
"Yes I'm bloody sure, but that's not important" Arthur sniffed, and then looked at Alfred, "what are you doing here? It's…" Arthur looked at his grandfather clock, "2 a.m. shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Well… I was…" then he had started off, "then there was a nightmare," Alfred said the last word quietly.
Arthur had looked at him with curiously, "what?"
"You know what, I'm going to go…" when Alfred was about to stand up then Arthur quickly grabbed Alfred's hand, Alfred looked back, "Arthur?"
"What did you say?"
"Um…,"
"Come on… it won't be that bad,"
After a few more peer pressures from Arthur, Alfred finally gave up and blurted it out.
"I had a nightmare, there! I'm a chicken! A full blown out, chicken!"
Arthur just chuckled at Alfred's outburst, "Alfred everyone has their fears,"
Alfred shook his head, "yeah I may love supernatural, but that shit gives me shivers up my spine… in a bad way,"
Arthur shook his head, "what was that one word you always call yourself,"
"A hero?"
"Yes! A hero! Besides all heroes have their weaknesses," then Arthur smiled.
"Yeah but they may have weaknesses, but I'm just scared when it comes to supernatural,"
Then Arthur had frowned "Then why are you so keen on staying with me?" Arthur asked then continued, "As a friend of course," Arthur had chuckled nervously.
"Because you not as bad as the movies,"
"Oh bloody hell, have you been reading that sappy romance thing called Twilight? With that human and that bloody vampire in the story,"
Alfred shook his head, "I watched the first few seconds of it then got bored of it,"
Arthur sighed in relief.
"So…" Alfred started off; Arthur looked up as he noticed Alfred sitting on the couch again, "what are vampires like? You know I watched movies, but the movie vampires don't seem like you,"
Arthur nodded, but he didn't know where to start, "well what do you want to know,"
"You know you haven't told me about your life," Alfred smiled, "that's a start,"
Arthur nodded again, "okay," Arthur thinks on how to start it, "well I was born in London, England. My family had came down a line called the full-bloods,"
"Wait, what are full-bloods," Alfred asked getting interested.
"Well, there are two types of vampires, the full-blood, and the half-blood, the full-blood is when you family was all vampires and no human relationship, while the half-bloods, had a human in their family tree, make sense?"
Alfred nodded motivating Arthur to continue with his life story.
"So… my family… I had a mother and father, of course, but I had 2 older brothers and 1 younger sister and 1 younger brother,"
"What were their names?"
"Allistor, Dylan, Maggie, Connor," Arthur answered then continued, "I mean I wasn't much of a outside person back then, but I loved helping my mum cook even though it always back fires when I try to help, then my father never really had the time for me, he's always has to go out for business," Arthur smiled a little, "I didn't really care I knew he was doing it so he can support the family, like any father would do, but money wasn't easy to earn so he would sometimes leave the country trying to find better jobs, but happy things don't last forever, you see"
Alfred had frowned at hearing this.
"You see; back then people did believe in vampires, well not in way you had reacted," Alfred tilted a little in confusion, Arthur had sighed, "remember when you cut your hand with that old rusty railing?" Alfred had nodded, "well instead of smiling, and saying I want to be you friend, instead back then they would put a bullet in your head if they figured out you were a vampire, well maybe some people in this decade they'll do the same,"
Alfred only nodded not knowing how to react to this.
Arthur continued, "I can't really remember what had really happened, but all I remember is my mother carrying and putting me somewhere in the house and told me to play the quiet game and stay where I am while she looked for my other siblings. As a obedient child I stay put having my hands on my mouth to keep me quiet, then I heard crashes and screaming, curiosity took over me, so I went out of my hiding place which was my mum's closet. I walked out of my parent's room and snuck down stairs and saw…" Arthur felt his eyes started to sting. Then felt two arms wrapped around him.
"You don't have to continue if you don't want to," Alfred said yawning a little.
"I'm sorry," Arthur said in a small voice.
"Not your fault dude," Alfred had pulled away and smiled. Arthur smiled a little, "wow you should smile more often, it suits ya,"
"It's you not 'ya' git,"
Alfred laughed a little then had sat back on the couch, "I got questions, I mean if you want to answer them that is,"
Arthur looked at Alfred then his smile getting a little bigger, "um sure what are they,"
"Well do you drink blood?"
Arthur nodded, "yes, lately I haven't had a lot so I'm trying to get some, but the hospital won't allow me to get anymore, also I refuse to tell them my situation,"
Alfred nodded, "well, is there anything else? You know supernatural,"
Arthur smiled, "yes there is, there are fairies, goblins, and my best friend Flying Mint Bunny," Arthur said folding his arms looking impressed on what he had told Alfred.
Alfred had his mouth open then closed it then his mouth turned into a smile and he burst out laughing. Arthur looked confused then turned red with anger.
"What's so funny?" Arthur asked while he grinded his teeth.
Soon after Alfred had finally calmed down, now looking at the fuming Brit, "Sorry, it's just that it's find kinda weird, I mean it seems like imaginary friends,"
"well human children can see them if they believe in them enough and it's kind of not kinda," Arthur scoffed, "by the way, you really need to learn proper English not that rubbish you call talking, so I can stop correcting you,"
"Hey!" Alfred puffed out his cheeks like a child, "for your info, it's the best English in da world," Alfred said proudly.
Arthur just face plam himself and sighed, "honestly when-"
Alfred had put his index finger on Arthur's lips, "really dude? You don't need to lecture me about grammar, I'm not your son or brother," Alfred had removed his finger, "one more question,"
Arthur nodded, "shoot,"
"Can you see your own reflection?"
Arthur shook his head in a 'no' motion, "no, I can't see myself, that's why I got rid of the mirrors, it's just a pointless of having them,"
"So you don't know what you look like?"
"No," Arthur sighed, then looked down and back to Alfred's sky blue eyes, "this may seem weird to ask you, but, can you tell me what I look like?,"
Alfred smiled, "of course dude! Hm…" Alfred was examining Arthur's facial features, "well, you got golden frizzy hair, and facial features look kinda, kind of," Alfred had corrected himself, and earning Arthur to smile, "look feminine,"
"I beg your pardon?" Arthur said.
"Well you got a face of a girl dude; to be honest I thought you were a girl with short ass hair, until looked down,"
Arthur was flustered with anger, "well-"
"Oh and you got huge eyebrows!" Alfred smiled, "and you got these super awesome green eyes, it's like a new type of eye color,"
Arthur blushed, and smiled a little too, "it may not be the best description, but it sort of helps a little," Arthur yawn stretched a little, and noticing it was 7:25 a.m. then having sleep taken over had taken over and he fell on Alfred's shoulder, Alfred stiffened and looked at the smaller man on his shoulder. Alfred yawned and felt his eyes closing slowly and he gently laid his head on Arthur's head.
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