Memories of the Past

Chapter 2

A few days passed by and Walter was in the kitchen while Alucard sat in the room. His red overcoat hung on a hanger in the closet. His red hat lay on the pillows. The vampire stood with his orange tinted glasses on. He started to untie the red cravat around his neck. Sliding it off, Alucard moved to the window from the bed. He took the rest of his clothes off,and threw it on the lone bed, except his pants. The duration of the past few days, he tried to figure out a perfect time to attack Millennium. A shower would possibly help clear his mind though.

Walking to the bathroom and turning on the steaming water, the steam started to fill the room quickly, making a thin fog. "Alucard,"a male called. With a huff,he twisted the faucet off and walked to the bathroom door. The fog seemed to escape the bathroom as he forgot to close the bathroom door. Walter was at the bedroom doorway. "What is it,Walter,"he asked,making himself lean against the doorframe of the bathroom,"we can't kill anyone or anything yet."

"What if we could now,"the asked walking further into the room further.

"I told you,boy,we can't,"he said a bit louder.

Reaching for Alucard's cravat,Walter let it unravel from it's neatness. The cheeky bastard he was. Walter walked slowly to the vampire. He straightened himself and his red eyes narrowed a bit. "Trying to kill me just wouldn't be possible,"Alucard voiced. Walter,immediately, extended his wires from his black,finger-less gloves. With a flick of his hand,the wires cut at Alucard's uncovered flesh. Luckily,it was just his arm as he avoided them. In the bathroom,Alucard attempted to regenerate his wounds.

Grunting loudly, Walter moved closer to the room that the count was covering in. Alucard moved to lean against the wall where the door was.As soon as the boy entered, he extended his uninjured arm quickly and grasped Walter's arm. Lunging to him,and pressing him to against the other  wall, his hands moved to press against his chest. His hands,then, moved up slowly to the youth's throat. He couldn't  hurt him. Not yet. Arthur would be pissed at him as well. Walter wrapped his thin wires around Alucard's neck,as he was deep in thought. By then,his arm was healed and covered with dried blood. "Why not kill me,Alucard? You have the ability to,"Walter barked.

Alucard hesitated with his answer,just as Walter was hesitate with removing his deadly wires from around the other's neck. His arms were becoming shaky from holding it in the same place for nearly fifteen to thirty minutes. The red fabric in his hands seemed to distract him as he forgotten about it. The materials seemed to be either silk or cotton.It made Walter calm down a bit. Finally letting the wires go and releasing of the other's hands,Walter walked off furiously,unhappy with,still, no answer. He left left behind the cravat on the bathroom door handle. With a loud grunt,Alucard grasped the old thing and threw it to the side carelessly. He'll grab it eventually.

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 Alucard was dressed in his clothes again,except his black blazer and red overcoat. His white button down shirt resembled Walter's slightly. He went to grab the red cloth off the door handle of the bathroom but just looked down at it. It was stained with blood from over the years he had worked with Arthur and nothing could be done about it. The other male came to him as quietly as possible,though his presence could be sensed. "Why did you attack me,Walter,"Alucard questioned sternly as he frowned.

"Why should I answer a question like that,"he answered with a raise of his eyebrow. Chuckling and grabbing the red fabric, Alucard looked over at him with a sly smirk. Pacing back and forth in the small bathrro once, the count moved to be only inches away from Walter. The younger male backed up as if it was a bit too close for comfort. The vampire gave up on him actually answering the question and sighed before walking out of the bathroom and bedroom. He was,the, stopped by Walter's voice. "I want to be stronger than you,"he said as his voiced echoed in the bathroom.

"Oh? Really,"the other asked sarcastically,"no one can ever be stronger than me,boy. You make me laugh."

"Shut up,bastard,"Walter raised his voice. Twisting his body toward the vampire,he started to yell at him,only to be quickly shut down with reason and casual,sarcastic comments from time to time. One male was starting to piss the other off by then. Alucard couldn't argue anymore. He repeated the younger male's name,softly, until he couldn't atke it anymore. "Walter," the Dracula growled over the otrher's voice.

The male shut up and looked at Alucard with a stern look. He wasn't in the doorway anymore but in front of him. Just inches away like minutes before. Slowly blinking at the sudden change, he felt Alucard's lips centimeters from his. Clearly this was an act of teasing. Walter extended his trembling hand out and grasped his white shirt. "We invade tomorrow,"Alucard whispered deeply before grabbing the younger male's wrist,"now rest,you idiot."