Strings Of Fate

Chapter 26: To little to late.

                            Angel sighed as he ran a hand through his hair looking in the mirror. This was fine right? This was fine...He glanced over his shoulder at the box in his closet sporting female clothing before shaking his head. No...he, Daniel would probably feel more comfortable if he wore male clothing. That's what was best.

Yeah, sure...like he'd even care about that.

Angel thought sarcastically. He looked back himself in the mirror once more, although he felt as if someone else was looking back at him. With the blue plaid shirt, dark brown slacks and one pair of dress shoes he owned for once, he actually looked like a guy. He kept his hair tied back though if just to further the image. He wasn't sure how Daniel felt about cross-dressing and he didn't want to test that just yet.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd been on a date, if he ever had. He couldn't recall a time, seeing as he never had the time nor patience. He shook his head, giving himself one last once over in the mirror. He hated looking at himself dressed like this and with no makeup, he felt exposed and ugly...but he just hoped Daniel wouldn't mind that.

It was later in the evening now and as Angel adjusted the collar of his shirt he couldn't help but catch his phone resting on his bed in the reflection of the mirror. He frowned, turning to look at it. He wanted to check it again...to check for a reply or something from Alastor. At this point his mind wasn't even stopping at the 'maybe he's ignoring me' accusation but also, 'is he okay'. But in that situation, the first of the two always seemed to wind over his paranoia.

Maybe he lost it?

His mind tried to come up with. If he had known where Alastor lived, he would have checked up on him. It had only been two days and he was worrying this much over him? Truth be told he felt clingy. There was always the possibility of tracking his phone which Angel knew how, it had been a trick he picked up in the mafia for tracking down his targets. However, that was way too excessive and if Alastor was ignoring him he would be upset to find him at his doorstep.

Apart of him didn't want to either, to track down his home only to find some beautiful girl answering the door. Now that he thought about it, he didn't know anything about Alastor--he didn't even know if the man was gay. He just said he liked his company.

With that notation Angel's mind starting wandering curiously. His imagination coming up with different outcomes. Alastor seemed very well-dressed all the time and the same could be said for his mannerisms. Maybe he was the owner of some big company or his parents were wealthy and passed that wealth down to him? Angel smiled sadly imagining Alastor living in a large mansion somewhere, tons of servants at his beck and call just with a snap of the fingers.

And then with that wealth, probably tons of beautiful girls each on his arm...probably sprawled out on his bed every night completely nude waiting for him to---

"Well, I can repay the favor...."

"T-That is not necessary."

His mind stopped his thoughts there.

He pushed the memory along with the thoughts away. It was getting late and Daniel would be arriving soon...he needed to finish getting ready.