Alastor

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Alastor

Alastor carefully put a new bandage onto his face, it had been a almost a week since Athena's funeral. And since his incident with Zagen, and since then his wounds hadn't healed completely. Alastor sighed, he walked downstairs, going outside. He walked to the casino, making it in record time. He had to make it there early.

Why? Oh, because he had someone to terrorize. Every since his meeting with Sam, Alastor went out of his way to make his life miserable. He couldn't go out and directly hurt him, especially since Zagen was in awe of the idiot. But he could ruin every single thing he liked.

Since Sam worked at the casino it wasn't hard to find him, Alastor would follow him around all day, making comments on every little thing he did. Alastor entered, seeing Sam working at the counter. Perfect.

Alastor sat down on a stool, waiting. Sam saw him and sighed, he walked over to him. "What do you want Alastor?" He growled. "Is that anyway to talk to a paying customer?" Alastor asked, smiling. "Alastor you don't buy anything, ever." Sam said.

"Oh, but today I will!" Alastor said, nodding. "Fine. What do you want?" Sam asked. "Can I get....." Alastor trailed off, making sure to take his time. "Just a beer." He finally said, Sam nodded and walked off. He brought him back a beer, and Alastor nodded.

Before he knew it a lady had came to sit by Alastor, and two beers turned to three, then four, then six. "Hey, Alastor, don't you think you should slow it down?" Sam said, looking a little worried. "I'll tell you when to slow it down!" Alastor yelled, his words slurred a little.

Sam looked shocked, but hesitantly nodded. "Get me another one, and one for the lady." Alastor said, Sam nodded, walking away. After a few more drinks the woman went away, and Alastor seemed disappointed. He continued drinking till the casino was closing, which was really late at night.

"Alastor, it's closing time." Sam said, sitting down next to him. "I dwon't car." Alastor mumbled, he reeked of liquor. "Do... you need help getting to your car?" Sam asked. Alastor mumbled some nonsense, but eventually nodded.

Sam sighed, he lifted Alastor's arm over his head. Alastor stumbled along with Sam. How can this little guy hold me? Alastor thought, he stared at Sam's face. He had almost black eyes and orange hair like Alastor's, but a little darker.

Alastor got a funny feeling in his stomach, one he'd only ever gotten from... Athena. No, no, no, it's the beer. The liquor. But as Alastor continued to look at Sam the feeling got even worse, Alastor forced himself to look away.

"Ok, we're here." Sam said, Alastor looked up, seeing his black truck in front of them. "Yeah, tha-" Alastor stumbled, falling to the left. Sam yelped, he struggled to keep Alastor up. But Alastor's weight was too much, they both fell to the ground, Alastor on top of Sam.

They both just stared at each other before turning beet red. "Uh, sorry." Alastor's said, quickly pushing himself away. "That's my fault, I'm so sor-" Alastor was cut off as Sam suddenly went forward, giving him a kiss.

The two stayed that way for a moment, then Sam backed away, his face bright red. "Sam-" Sam turned and ran, Alastor sat there in the parking lot. After a few minutes he got up, getting into the car. "I think I'm sober now." He said to himself, he drove home.

Luckily Zagen didn't say anything, and neither did Alastor. He went quickly to bed, thinking about what happened. What am I supposed to think? I'm a guy, Sam's a guy, so why, no- HOW am I feeling like this? Alastor sighed, covering himself up to sleep.

Even with everything he was feeling, he knew he liked Sam. Maybe even a little more than friends, over the week he had gotten used to Sam's company, even looking forward to seeing him.