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CleoKat:
I scolded Officer for throwing stuff at you in your review. She's
grounded; no cutting artifacts for a month and tons of gun cleaning
MUAHUAHUAHUA...+cough cough+

Runemeister:
Are you spying on me+grin+ I'll have to say DING DING DING! Check the
first part of the chappy and you'll know what I mean :D

To
everyone else: Thank you so much for the reviews! They make my PMS so
much better... er, nevermind. :D

And
it's the 21st chappy and I forgot something very important.

DISCLAIMER:
Officer is MEIN! And so is Clay. And Alucard lives under my bed. O.o

I
hope this is it.

(knock
knock)

“Hullo
girl...”

“Hey
Johnson, is Clay around?” I said a bit serious which is weird
in me when dealing with soldiers. Other people turned to the door and
waved. I waved back.

“Yeah,
let me get him... see ya...”

“Mh-hm.”

I
waited for him to come to the door. He did in a pair of sweatpants
and a white beater. I overheard them talking about guns and battles
as usual. Some whistled jokingly at him about ‘being in
trouble’ with me.

I
didn’t know Hellsing recruited clairvoyants.

“Hello,
luv... everything ok?”

Maybe
Johnson told him I didn’t look too happy.

“Uh...
not really, can I talk to you at the balcony?”

“Sure...”

He
walked behind me, no questions asked. We stopped and I faced him.

“Follow
me...”

I
lead down the stairs toward the barracks where the Geese slept. We
continued walking in silence until we got to the balcony Pip went to
when ever he wanted to be alone; one that Clay had invaded, without
knowing about Pip frequenting it, to do his peeping. He was more or
less getting what I was trying to say with this.

Silence.
My voice was dangerously low and angry… but controlled.

“Next
time I see you here or around my room, stalking--.”

“I
am watching over you, that's all--.”

“STALKING
or the like, I will go to Hellsing, ok?”

Silence.
I could tell he was mad.

“I
said I was going to talk to Alucard about what you told me and I did.
This was completely unnecessary.” I almost growled.

“You
didn't.”

“Yes
I did.”

“He
didn't know what I was talking about. I asked him, I spoke to him.”

Silence.

“It's
Alucard we're talking about--.” I said quickly.

“I’ve
known him for way longer than you… he likes mind games, yes...
but he's not a liar...”

“I
spoke to him; I don't care what anyone says--.”

“You're
lying to me.”

“+scoffs+
don't believe me then--.”

“I
think you're hiding things from me...” He said walking toward
me. “... and from the Organisation...”

Silence.

“I
see where this is going--.”

“Has
he been to your room with your consent?”

Silence.
This is starting to get ridiculous. I guess it’s better to not
lie about this. He must have heard something that time we gamed in my
room.

“Yes,
a few times.”

Silence.

“This
is completely unheard of...”

“What
is? What’s the matter with you; why not give me shit about Pip?
Or Seras? What issue is bothering you; man or vampire?”

“They
don’t sleep in your BED WITH YOU!”

WHAT?

I
was shocked. But I have been in worse situations and know how to not
show it.

What
the fucking hell has he been doing!

“Excuse
me?”

Silence.

“That
mission—the one you were trapped in the illusion—he took
you away in more than an act of camaraderie and I got worried. I went
to your room and knocked to check up on you but you never answered. I
was worried, and please forgive me for this, but I let myself in…
the shock of seeing him sleeping beside you still makes me angry in
so many levels. You must go to Hellsing at once this is very
dangerous--.”

“You…
came into my room unannounced…” Someone please hold me
because I’m entering killing mode.

“I
am very sorry about this but I got worried.”

Silence.
Ok, I have to get out of this one intelligently. Nothing happened
that night; well nothing compromising. So I can fix this.

“I
didn't let him sleep there with me... I-I don't know what you are
talking about..”

So
much for saying something smart.

“I
knew this… he stayed on purpose can’t you see?”

“Maybe
he just fell sleep!—it was an exhausting mission for all of
us!”

“Oh
please... he doesn't make mistakes...”

“Yes
he does!.. he's not that different from you and me you know--.”

“Don't
ever say that again!” He said in between teeth, taking a
dangerous long step toward me. I jumped back.

My
god, what a brain wash.

“Oh
please...”

“I—I
can't believe you think this way—I think he’s controlling
you--.”

“We
already went through this Clay and I don’t see any respect
coming from you.”

“—this
is just unbelievable.”

“Believe
it then... and yes I have spoken to him and not about work related
things... and that's why I say with all conviction that he is not
that different from us and I stand by this very strongly—.”

“You
will get in serious trouble for this.”

“Will
you tell on me? Go ahead then!”

“You
know its wrong… that’s why you were hiding it from me.”

“It's
not wrong... the rules say it is, but I don't feel it's wrong... if
you want to tell Hellsing one of her Officers is pals with her
vampires, go ahead... it's not new to her, you will just waste your
breath...”

Silence.
I shouldn’t have said that.

“Do
whatever the hell you want with this information. I'm going to
train...” I said and was stopped by his hand on my arm. His
eyes were burning into mine.

“Is
it only off-duty conversations in your room?...”

“I
don't have to answer this question--.”

“He
doesn't have friends; it is just too suspicious...”

“Well
maybe I’m his first… I do not have to answer to
you. If I am having the hottest affair in existence with him it is my
problem and mine alone; this was our deal...”

“It
is different...”

“Why?”

“He
is a daemon...” He should date Integra! They would get along so
well!

“And?”

Silence.

“He
will get me dirty--what..?”

Silence.
I leaned closer to his face, venom spitting out of my lips.

“Then
just in case, for your safety, don't touch me... goodbye...”

Again
his hand pulled me as I tried to leave.

“Hands
off Brendon.”

“What
is it about him, huh—just conversations—i don't buy it.”

“I
said hands off—.”

“--you
know you're going to burn in Hell, just like him, for being a
vampire's whore--.”

My
free hand snapped from behind me, a kerambit in my hand. I passed it
under our arms without him even noticing and held his pinky between
my thumb and blade.

“You
know...” I felt him jump as he realized there was a cold blade
on his skin. “... I used to love to collect grapes... won some
contests actually...”

Sarcasm
was coming out of every pore of my body.

“Fingers,
grapes, same shit to me—let me go or it comes off...”

A
figure in red was caught by the corner of my eye, materializing
behind him; still at a distance, far away from Brendon's line of
vision.

He
finally let me go. I could feel his pinky trembling.

“I'll
ask him to give you a little preview of 'what is it about him' I
like, as you nicely put it, if you're so curious...” I started
to walk away. “... though I think that on you, he'll use his
gun and another orifice.”

I
stood in front of the huge oak door… again.

It
seems I do like it here.

I
can't believe I'm getting fired.

Anyone
could’ve been caught in an illusion. It's not fair. For the
first time it is NOT my fault. But it’s not a mystery that she
is upset about me being involved with her dear pet vampire, so this
is not about the mission only. She can lie to him, but not to me. I
saw through her once already. Make that twice if I count the time I
saw her at the gardens.

Half
my stuff is packed, just in case.

God,
my head is going three hundred thousand miles an hour. My thoughts
are scattered all over the place.

I
took a deep breath in and got ready to knock, but voices inside
stopped me; muffled at first, but as I became more and more focused,
I could recognize them.

“The
mission was completed Master… why make this such a big
issue--.”

“Since
when are you my counselor, vampire?”

“Old
Walter is not the only one who has the experience to advise you my
Master.”

“Alucard
your report is done; I will call when I need you.”

“—I
know my looks may deceive you but I am quite--.”

“Out.”

“I
do believe you should let her command a unit… just for the
kicks of it… you might discover, just maybe, she is more
useful and capable than you think.”

I
heard her chuckle sarcastically.

“I
should have known those little praises of yours were more than just
professional feedback.”

Silence.

“What
are you implying my Master?”

“This
little fascination of yours worries me.”

“Fascination,
Master?”

“Yes…
your feelings are becoming a problem, as absurd as it sounds.”
She mumbled so low I almost didn’t get it.

“Integra
I’m talking about a soldier; who uses short range weapons
without hesitation, comes in contact with them, fights them
one-to-one if she has to… ask any of your men how those
roaches feel to the touch; they won’t answer but she will--.”

“And
this is why I have to do something about her! We can’t expose
our people to this kind of reckless behavior! There is a big
difference between courage on the field and plain stupidity and this
is how I classify her work!”

“And
there is a difference between abiding to orders and hiding behind a
sniper rifle. I can see these things, remember?”

Silence.

“She
would risk her own head for her squad, and has done it a few times
already... risking her life as a result of failed orders not even
given by her... yes, she is reckless, but about herself, never
others...”

“I
will not applaud her doings, if this is what you are suggesting.”

“You
know I’m right… you have tolerated many so-called
mistakes and misjudgments from her… it is a bit out of
character coming from you, if you ask me--.”

“Leave
Alucard.”

“I’m
just saying let her command a unit. Have I ever been wrong before?”

“And
next what Alucard; replace our weapons for spears and impale every
biped that encounters us? I have too many paperwork and phonecalls to
attend to. If you want amusement you already have someone to help you
with this.”

Silence.

“Are
you sure it is my feelings that worry you?”

“I
will not repeat myself!”

“You’re
making a terrible mistake Integra.”

“Don’t
make me commit two today then!”

Silence.

“Get
out of my office.”

Silence.

“I
will never understand you… remember what you told me that
time?” His tone was softer now. I have never heard him speak
this way. It was so… intimate.

Silence.

“You
said you would not give into me because you were above feelings…
that you had a legacy, an honor--.”

“I
have a duty.”

“And
I respect that. But shouldn’t you be a bit more consistent
about this honor and duty of yours?”

Silence.

“...
but here you are; acting on feelings, thinking about disposing of one
of your best people for petty jealousy. +silence+ Again, I cannot
understand humans…”

“How
dare you… I am discharging a soldier!”

“You
are disposing of a woman.”

“Your
attention is deterring from the problem—as I said before, your
feelings worry me.”

He
chuckled.

“What
do you take me for Integra? Human?”

“If
I would have seen this coming I would have done something else; not
loose a soldier.”

“Master,
you flatter me--.”

“Don’t
flatter yourself, vampire!” Damn, she’s yelling now. “I
want your attention on undead issues and the Organisation, not
women!” She mumbled those last words.

“What
would you have done? Ask me to not see her, Master? Ground me in my
room?”

Silence.

“Your
attention concerns me and the Organisation.”

“Of
course… it concerns Hellsing no doubt.” He chuckled.

“Out.”
I heard the table being slapped.

“Good
evening Master.”

Silence.

Damn…
what the hell was that…

I
can hear my heart beating.

I
have to go through what I just heard one more time.

I
ran like a little kid down the hallways of the Hellsing mansion. If
this wasn't my Commander's house I would be laughing and screaming in
happiness.

“Walter!”
Was the only warning the old man had before my arms went around his
neck and hanging from there, gave him a big smooch on the cheek.

“Offic--.”

“I
love you Walter... did you know that?”

“Uh--.”

(smooch
smooch)

“Bye!”
And I skipped out of the mansion.

--

“PIP!”
I ran to the mercenary giving me his back. He was kind of busy
talking to someone but what the hell.

“And
zat is a--(grunt)”

I
jumped on him in piggy-back.

“Pip!
Did you know I love you?”

“Zat's
lovely girl, but I'm instructing someone here, so—.”

“I
love you Pip!”

“Ow.
Ear. Ow.” He moved his finger to cover his ear.

I
smooched him on his cheek too and got off him.

I
looked at who he was instructing. Ooh, Aussie hottie.

In
one movement I wrapped my arms around the tanned cutie, his hazel
eyes a bit big.

“I
love you too, did you know that?”

Those
pretty hazels went to Pip.

“You'll
have to excuse her; she's American.”

I
smooched him too before letting him go. Damn, he's tall too.

“Bye!”
I said and almost skipped to the shooting range, looking for Seras.

“Who's
that...” Oh that accent!

“You
don't want to go zere... if you like your life.”

I
frowned. What the...?

--

I
turned around feeling the vampire's presence as I put my stuff back
in my closet. I smiled, threw everything on the floor, ran to him,
wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Hi!”

“A
wild guess, you love me too?”

“Yes!”
I kissed his lips playfully.

“She
didn't fire you I gather by this.”

“Nope!”

“Oh...
I hope I get a refund for that flat I bought you in Belgravia, then.”

I
stuck my tongue to him.

“Guess.”
Why is my voice so squeaky?

“Are
you sure you want to play that game with me--.”

“But
wait let me block you first—don't look!”

“I'll
try.”

I
closed my eyes, took a deep breath, held it in for a little and then
opened them again.

“Go.”

“She
gave you your own squad.”

“Shit!”

I
have only blocked him once. ONCE!

He
chuckled.

“Can
you believe that? My own squad! It's tiny; three more people but
hey...”

“Congratulations...
Officer?”

“Yep...
still an Officer, though.”

“I
wonder what Bernadette will say about this.”

“Hm.”
I shrugged. I let an arm loose and pointed to the side.” Bed.”

“I'm
happy when you are happy.” He said dramatically and walked with
me still leeched to him, to the bed.

I
kissed him hungrily as we landed on it, me straddling him, this time
not letting him take one ounce of control. Hell no, I was feeling on
top of the world now.

I
gasped as my hand went inside his layers of clothing and found the
cold metal of one of his guns. I slowly broke the kiss and tried to
put my hand around the thing.

“I
like your guns.” I mumbled against his lips.

“I
like them too...” He mocked my awe. I smiled against his lips.
I sat up and tried to pull it out of the holster.

“Damn,
man... this is one heavy gun ... and you have two.”

His
hand joined mine and smoothly got it out. It was the black one. That
was my favorite of the two.

“Whoa,
long gun too...” I said backing away a bit, again sitting
straight on him. “It looks heavy.”

He
held it from the barrel and offered it to me. I sighed and held the
thing.

This
is exciting!

The
only way that I could hold it up and actually aim at stuff was if I
had some kind of support besides my hand. When I say it's heavy it IS
heavy. The barrel always tilted forward even if I held it with both
hands. I finally did aim at something, after a lot of fidgeting and
cursing. He was looking at me, brows arched. I knew he was having the
time of his unlife, laughing at me internally.

I
aimed at his head and did a gunshot sound with my mouth. Again his
eyes went wide, mocking me.

“Could
this gun kill you?” I asked, still aiming at him.

“I
can't give milady such power by answering this question.”

“So,
yes?”

“--I
don't need another woman threatening to shoot me, thank you.”

I
chuckled. I felt his arms move; I tried to aim at the middle of his
forehead, when I felt something on my head, giving an ample shadow
over both of us.

“Ah...
perfect...” He said with a wide grin. His hat.

“I
can't see.” The thing hit the bridge of my nose.

I
put the gun on my lap and tried to make the red fedora stand in a way
I could see. Almost impossible. I still had to put my head back to
see him.

Silence.

“It
was because of you.” My tone changed to a deeper, serious one.

“Hm?”

“Integra...
I heard the conversation.”

Silence.

“I
don't care; I'm still here... but... I just wanted you to know... I
heard it...”

There
was a very long silence. I knew he was going through every single
thing that was happening in my mind at the moment. I didn't mind. I
wanted him to know what I thought and what I knew. I didn't need
telepathy to put some things together and figure out some others
about them.

I
felt his hand stretch my leg, my foot falling beside his face. His
fang scratched the skin of my calf, superficially but deep enough to
make blood leak out. His long tongue went to it and carefully licked
the red liquid. He had my permission to do it, he didn't have to ask.
Hmm... can anyone blame me...

“You
have no idea how unnecessary this mental stress you go through, is.”
He said looking into my eyes when he was done with my leg, the lamp
giving his crimson eyes a crystalline look to them. “That
question you won't ask, holds so many answers... even to questions
you haven't asked to yourself...” Silence. “... but pride
is a funny thing...”

“It's
not... pride.”

Silence.

“Potatoes...”
He said playfully.

Silence.

“I
have no right anyways... to ask or demand anything--.”

“Why.”

“It
was our deal.”

“Your
deal.” he corrected.

Silence.

“I
don't mind anyways.” I whispered.

“You
are lying--.”

“I
don't care and never have... even after that time I saw you kissing
her.”

“You.
Are. Lying.” He whispered, caressing the side of my face with
the barrel of his gun.

Silence.
I made room for it, goose bumps spreading through my body from the
spot the gun was touching. It was a bit cold.

He
continued to do this, his eyes on me still.

“You
know I can blow your head off with one shot out of this gun?”
He whispered.

“Yes...”

“But
you don't even jump at the touch.”

Silence.
The gun started to travel down my neck.

“And
you don't care...” Silence. “...right?”

Silence.
I felt the buttons of my uniform start to open, one by one, making
room for the gun to continue touching my skin.

He
half smiled as his eyes rested on the white beater I wear under my
shirt, two protuberances under it telling him to continue with his
ministrations.

“I
can't believe this is turning me on.” I said as I closed my
eyes, the gun was now circling one of those protuberances.

“If
you had this view, you would be very sure of it.”

I
opened my eyes as his gun came back to the side of my face, close to
my lips, but careful to not throw the hat off me. I parted my lips
and made my tongue run down a good part of the length of the barrel,
still looking at him.

“Are
you thinking what I'm thinking?”

A
sensuous smile was his answer.

“Take
the magazine out.”

He
shook his head softly as the barrel continued his way down, now pass
the above mentioned protuberances.

“Fine,
be that way...” I closed my eyes with a shaky breath.

Wheeeee!
His guns are sweet, what can I say, I understand her... RnR PLS!

Thanx
so much for the reviews! They put a smile on my face (awww)
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