Bite- Ch2

The room of which Alfred was staying in was large with a high ceiling. Arthur had by now left him alone, and said he would return later. Alfred looked around the room and noticed there was a large bed against the wall; he looked to his right to see a large desk with a large mirror in front of him. He pouted; this must have been a ladies room. He looked to his left to see a large wardrobe. There were a set of drawers situated at one side of the room. He looked up and noticed another chandelier.

At the opposite end of the room was a large door with glass panelling, which led onto the balcony. Alfred would have loved to stand on the balcony and look at the stars, but the storm prevented him from doing so.

He stood by the window for a few more minutes before collapsing on the bed. He was weary from the day's journey, and he was content to just lie there until Arthur kicked him out in the morning. But, within Alfred's family, he was known for being curious. And there was a huge house here just begging to be explored. He was sure Arthur didn't mind; as long as Alfred didn't walk in on him or something.

Jumping up, Alfred walked out the room and made sure to memorize exactly where he was. The last thing he needed was to get lost and end up sleeping in the hallway or something that Arthur would call him stupid for.

When he was sure he knew where he was, Alfred set of in a random direction. The doors he visited held nothing more than rooms similar to his own. They were boring. Alfred turned a corner and found the same thing. He pouted; this wasn't any fun at all.

However, after a couple of minutes, Alfred found the library. It was a large room with books as far as the eye could see. He walked into the room fully and his eyes were wide with bewilderment. He'd never seen so many books in one place. He noticed another chandelier and a fireplace at the other side of the room. There was a large desk which held stacks of paper in which Alfred became interested in and went to take a look.

"Curious, are we?"

Alfred jumped and spun around to face Arthur, who was leaning against the door with an amused expression gracing his features.

"You have to stop doing that!" Alfred stated weakly. Arthur just tilted his head to the side slightly.

"Doing what?"

"Sneaking up on me like that! It's not good for my health, you know!"

Arthur just furrowed his brows in confusion. This Alfred was a weird one, and people thought he himself was strange. He blinked and shook his head.

"No matter. Care to tell me why you are wandering around my house?"

If Alfred was alive and he could blush, he would. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and grinned, "Uh... well I got bored of staying in my room all night. I was curious so I wanted to take a look around... sorry...."

Arthur shook his head, "I suppose it doesn't matter. You weren't doing any harm... yet," he waved him away from the desk and Alfred all too willingly complied. Arthur led him away from the desk and to some plush chairs near the fireplace. Alfred sat with him and Arthur watched him for a moment before speaking again.

"So... where are you from?"

"I'm from America... people at home, uh, didn't take to kindly to what I am."

"It would seem they don't take to kindly to you here, either."

"No, I guess not," Alfred smiled a little. Arthur nodded.

"So did you come here to escape the hostility of the humans back in America?"

"Yeah, and no... I like to travel," Alfred explained, "I like to see new places, and because I hadn't been out of America before, I decided here was a good place to start."

"Oh? And what do you think?"

"Boring."

Arthur stared at him.

"Excuse me?"

"Boring," Alfred repeated, "There is nothing to do!"

"Well here would be a little boring, seeing as we're in the middle of bloody nowhere," Arthur stated. He shifted a little to get comfortable again, "You're nowhere near a city."

"Ah, guess that's why it's boring."

"It would appear so..."

The two sat in silence for a while. Alfred watched Arthur with slightly narrowed eyes.

"You don't talk much, do you?" he asked the other vampire.

"What is there to talk about?" he asked, resting his head on his hand. Alfred thought for a moment then smacked his hand on the arm of the chair.

"Tell me about you!"

Arthur blinked at both his exclamation and his actions. Alfred sat there, leaning forward with curiosity twinkling in his sapphire eyes. Arthur sighed.

"Well, as you already know my name is Arthur. I was born in a small town on the outskirts of London."

"Uh-huh. Tell me more!"

Arthur blinked again. He really didn't want to tell his family history to this man; he barely knew him!

"I think that's enough..." he stated and Alfred pouted.

"Aw come on! I told you about me!"

"You told me where you were from, you stupid git!"

"What's a git?"

Arthur buried his face in his hands. Why on earth did he let this idiot stay with him? Alfred was still looking at him with his head tilted slightly to the left. His oceanic blue eyes never left Arthur's face as he waited for the answer to what he thought was a genuine question.

Alfred suddenly flapped his arms a little, "Oh! Is it another word for hero? Because if it is, that's exactly what I am!"

"Oh dear... you're even more stupid than I originally anticipated...."

"Hey! I'm not stupid!" Alfred huffed. He was sick of people calling him stupid.

Arthur regarded him with a bored expression, "Indeed..." he stood, "Well, I would say it's been a pleasure talking with you, but... it hasn't."

Alfred pouted but the older vampire made no move to sit down again. He moved away from the chair and walked towards the library door, "You may stay here if you wish, but please, for your sake... don't be nosy."

Alfred just nodded and Arthur left him alone with his thoughts.

Arthur didn't seem to like him very much. Maybe he did just take pity on him because he was cold and went and looking for a place to stay... plus they were the same. Gotta stick together, right?

Alfred was determined to get Arthur to like him no matter what.