Untouchable

Chapter Nine: Fate Must Balance

Pulling up in his car, Alfred stepped out of it and tossed the keys to a car valet. Alfred was dressed up in a really nice navy suit, his hair was combed back slightly and his glasses were home. His shoes taped against the marble floor of the skyrise building, saying hello to some front desk assistants he entered the elevator and waited patiently. As the doors opened to a small hallway, there were three assistants at their desks before one shot up and smiled, pushing back her long black hair.

"Mr. Jones, it's good to see you again!" 

Alfred waved his hand at her, "I'll let myself in thanks."

She stood there taken back and started, "But...the president is in a meeting-"

Alfred ignored her words and progressed forward opening the door he paused and saw the guy talking to a supposed reporter.

The men glance up at him and his brother shot up, "That was quick. I thought I told Ms. Xiao to keep you out until my meeting was over-"

"I'm busy too, so if you're going to tell me whatever you have to say, spit it out or I'm leaving," Alfred spoke in annoyance.

The man stood up and pulled out a card from his shirt pocket as he bowed slightly to him and smiled. " Kiku Honda, reporter of 'Behind closed doors' magazine. It's nice to meet you Mr-,"

Alfred took the card that was given and spoke, cutting the Asian man off. " It's Alfred Jones." His eyes peered at his brother who cleared his throat. "I'm terribly sorry. We can continue this for lunch this afternoon if you wish?"

Mr. Honda nodded and glanced at Alfred once before smiling at the president. " Yes, of course. Thank you for giving me your time." 

As he turned and exited out of the large executive office, It was only the two remaining. The man's demeanor changed as he clicked his tongue. " I swear to god you are a constant thorn in my side. Do you wish to make me look bad Alfred?"

Alfred sighed sarcastically and took a seat on the futuristic furniture that was in the office. "Oh no, big CEO pres. has a low life brother-"

"That is not what I said!" 

Alfred snarled, " But you do feel that way."

The man exhaled out loud before lowering himself into his seat. He brought his hands together, intertwining them as he calmly asked, "Your brother didn't come with you?"

Alfred crossed one leg over the other and used his pinky to clean out his ear, acting nonchalant about the question, simply replying, " You know that he still hates your guts...Allister." 

The young man straightened up and sighed, " Honestly he's being ridiculous."

" And since when was he just mine? we are half brothers of course." Alfred spoke as if it were obvious. 

Allister made an expression like he ate something sour. looking away he covered his mouth. "Even just being half-brothers', feels putrid." he looked at Alfred, " Aside from that, the others are doing well. Some are busy running their own businesses, in fact, the other just recently finished Police academy. He's made it as the star pupil and is becoming a detective as of late."

Alfred blew some wax off from his pinky and asked, " So what exactly does that have to do with me being here?"

Allister leaned forward, " Your still deep in your studies, still, you have yet to tell me what kind of career you are pursuing. Not to mention that silly brother of yours is still stuck at home due to his pathetic fear of social anxiety yes?"

Alfred narrowed his eyes, looking from the corner of them he coldly replied, "You find that funny? That he is afraid of stepping outside of his home...big brother?"