Seize Her And....

Chapter : 4 Little Brother.

Little Brother.

It has been five days since Vulcan has been staying in Bangalore. He met the organizers personally but denied any private gatherings or public appearances. Leo knows how his boss never likes meeting or getting touched by people. When Mr. Bucher made him go to a doctor for his condition, he was diagnosed with Haphephobia, a disorder that makes one extremly anxious of being touched by some people or  people of a particular gender. In his boss's case, he almost despises every person's touch. Even Mr. Buchar never touched him after the first time he got his attack. The condition is never disclosed to their clients but they are always informed about the conditions Vulcan has set, no public gathering and no touching is always included in that.

That's why Leo is extremely nervous about tonight's situation. They have been invited to the award ceremony organized by the BGL All Artists' Organization, one of the most prestigious award ceremonies for the artists all around the world. After denying almost every request of press conferences and public gatherings for the last five days, Vulcan was feeling extremely tired to do anything at all. He resorted to the only option he always chose at the very end, Vincent Bucher. Leo heard him speaking to Mr. Bucher.

"I don't want to, Vin." He said grumpily.

"I know son, I know. But this can never be a solution. I would suggest you to inform them beforehand that you have another important meeting, you can only stay there for half an hour or so. That's that. I would've never asked you if it wasn't for the grandeur of the ceremony. The people who invited you are the admirers of your work Vulcan, they respect you. Think about them. You're doing nothing but accepting their love for you by appearing there. Trust me, you won't regret." The old man said with a wrinkly smile on his face.

Right now, Vulcun is sitting in the backseat of the car, as they are moving towards the indoor stadium where the ceremony is about to take place. Right beside him, Purnit is sitting in the passenger seat. Leo can't keep looking at the bloodshot eyes of his boss anymore. He knows he has been going through hell for the past few days, barely sleeping and hardly eating anything. Bringing him back to his own country might not have been the right decision after all.

His dark messy hair is tied back in a man bun, his beard is trimmed to perfection, accentuating his sharp jawline, his tattoos covering the left half of his neck are peeking out of the dark blue well cut suit. He hates wearing a tie, so the grey dress shirt is all he had underneath his suit. Most of the time he keeps his eyes closed but everytime the slumber hits him he jerks awake, as if he is frightened of falling asleep.

Purnit, though new, notices his boss's trouble. The man hardly gets to sleep. What's wrong with him?

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The extravagantly decorated stadium is filled with crowd, something Leo fears the most. That's why he requested Vulcan to sit inside the car, while he sent Purnit to find a less crowded way to reach the private cabin they have been offered. The VIPs are to sit in the very front row of the makeshift sitting arrangements made at the heart of the huge practice ground, overlooking the bright and beautiful stage, or to sit inside the glass made VIP cabins, built above and watch the entire ceremony from there . Vulcan, obviously went for the later. No, he never feels good confined within a claustrophobic small cabin and is more of a person who feels alive under the open sky, but the situations right now are not in his favor. After arranging everything Purnit communicates with Leo, who immediately leads the way as directed and Vulcan follows him without even sparing a small glance around him.

Because if he would then he could have recognized the car. Another grey pair of eyes looking at him through the car window. The man sits with his one hand placed on the steering wheel, another fidgeting with his cell phone. His car is almost hidden behind the huge banners. He has been waiting for the last three hours, loosing his cool on his manager. Ritwik's hands crossed over his chest. So, David has been correct. The mysterious Vulcan is truly his baby brother Manik after all, but the only difference is that he doesn't really look like a baby anymore, infact he is nothing similar to his old self. Ritwik sees how he comes out of the expensive car without even looking around him. He has changed, his hair is longer, he has a beard, he is wearing a suit instead of a casual tshirt and to top it his has tattoos all over the left side of his neck. The innocent boyish smile, the curious eyes are nowhere to be found. All he could see is a pair of empty, emotionless grey eyes, mirroring his own. This is Manik, but not Manik at the same time. He has converted into the role he has been playing for the last three years, he has converted into Vulcan. What has he done to himself?