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Ok,
there is a big storm coming to Florida and I am on the middle of the
path. I am scared shitless so sorry if the grammar or wording or it
just doesn't sound right. I needed to post to keep my mind off other
things for now, since the storm will hit tonight or early in the
morning. It sucks because I started a new painting and it might get
ruined with the storm. But hell, as long as I keep my house on the
ground I don't care. I hope it doesn't suck too much guys. Sorry
again.

And Katrina (the
storm's name) : +Su gives her the finger+

DISCLAIMER:
... the one you guys know by heart...

(TAP...
TAP... TAP)

He
stopped. My eyes flew open. A cold current down my spine.

No.
Please. Not. Her.

“I
wish to see you two in my office once you are decent...”

Hellsing.

I'm
looking at him. Vampire, where is your grin? He is looking too
serious for my sanity.

Silence.
I could only hear her steps fading away.

My.
Fucking. God. What the hell did I just get myself into... again.

Silence.

“Damn
it...” my boots hit the floor and my eyes screened the floor
for my undergarments “... I'm so getting fired—”

Silence.
He was still standing there.

I
looked at him with eyes full of worry.

“How
fucked are we?”

He
got into his thoughtful pose.

“Let’s
say we wish we would have gotten that far…”

“Shit…”
I bit my lip almost drawing blood. I tried to fix my hair with my
fingers. “Lets go and get this over with, vamp…”

I
saw him frown a bit, looking away, his hand stopping me as I walked
toward the door.

“What
is it..?” I whispered.

He
was silent still looking away… listening?

I
didn’t move, not by choice but because he was not letting me
go. He did after a few seconds of silence.

“You
do know it's your goddamn fault if I get fired, right?” oh the
sarcasm in me was almost palpable.

“I
didn't hear you complain—”

“—Now
I need a fucking tampon and I have none with me—”

“I
had it all, you don't need any.”

“—I
can't fucking believe she saw us!—why didn't you see her!
You're getting senile or something?..”

“I
was quite distracted... although I remember stating that everything
would be alright if only you would’ve kept quiet—”

“Well,
pardon me your Highness; I am only human and I breathe! Go
find yourself a vampire to screw so you don't have those problems…”

“Oh
no... but you're too much fun...”

I
scoffed and stomped out of the room, toward Hellsing's office.

As
I continued walking I heard him once in a while in the shadows, his
chuckles making my blood run hot in anger.

I
hate him now more than ever.

“Of
course, keep laughing you idiot... if I get fired you are paying for
my rent and food, do you hear me?”

“I
will pass on that milady… feeding humans is such an arduous
task…”

“I'm
serious, corpse! And you will find me an apartment... a huge one,
with my own balcony.”

“—but
then again, human tastes in housing tend to be somewhat banal—”

“Ok,
let me think what else I need and I'll gladly add it to the list,
asshole...”

“Such
a pretty mouth.”

“Fuck
you, how’s that.”

“Hmm,
again?”

“Shut
up.”

Shit,
maybe I did get loud and she heard us. I remembered him being so
silent. Not even breathing.

“What
the hell was I thinking when I decided to get myself involved with a
dead man...” I mumbled.

“Well…
you were curious—”

“It
is in your best interest to shut it.”

“—after
all, we are masters of seduction—”

I
scoffed.

“Well,
it worked with you, hm?”

“Oh
no Sir, you didn't seduce me into anything it was all my choice...”

“Yes...
just as it was also your choice back there to get—”

“Stop.
Yes, Walter?” I came face to face with the older man. He seemed
a little amused with the conversation.

I
was blushing out of my mind.

“Sir
Hellsing has an emergency meeting with the Information Retrieval
unit. She will see both of you tomorrow first thing in the morning—”

Alucard
clicked his tongue. I glared at him. Walter gave him a curious look.

“Something
wrong, Lord Alucard?”

“Morning?”
the vampire had this face only kids get when their mom says they
have to get up early the next day to go to school.

“Walter
we will be there.” I answered for both of us.

“Can
we reschedule?” yes, he is in 5 year old mode now.

I
turned to him.

“You
seriously have a nerve when it's all your fault—”

“I
am positive you just said—”

“If
you'll excuse me...” Walter said and turned to leave with a
smile on his face.

“Thanks
Walter.” I returning the smile but glared at the vampire again.
“... you don't even thank him—what kind of a friend are
you—”

“Milady,
I haven't seen you this angered before... and I have to say—”

I
pulled him by his cravat to my height. “Stay away from me.”
and then I pushed him.

I
exited the hall/level/mansion after his chuckles.

(dialing…)

No,
I'm not really mad at him. I'm just scared. Damn, what were we
thinking! Well, it's not the first time things like this happen
outside of my room, but I mean... it's her house. Jeez, she
will shoot me I know it.

And
it's him. HIM. Of all people, her precious pet vampire who I know by
now she not only sees as a mere killing machine. I'm getting fired
and going to Hell in one day. I suck.

(tone...
tone... tone)

Again
I'm getting the damn recording telling me this phone number doesn't
exist either. I don’t think I have any other numbers I can
call.

(click)

What
am I supposed to do now?

My
skin got bumpy all of a sudden. He's here. I didn't turn to him. I
kept looking at page after page of my slim address book, feeling his
eyes on my back.

“She
hasn't fired you yet.” he said finally. No, he was not in 5
year old mode anymore it seemed.

“Like
she will let this slide, oh please...” Silence. “I would
fire my ass in one second if I was her.”

Silence.
I bit my nails nervously as I kept reading the damn book for the
second time. No time for self pity or any of that crap.

“No
luck I see...” he commented casually.

“No...
every number I call has been changed or disconnected or something...
it's been a while anyways...” Silence. “... so much for
being self-sufficient; friends are like plants, some people say…
and I never liked gardening I guess…” I mumbled.

Silence.

Damn
him. I will miss him.

“I
can't sleep now... I’ll stay up until she wants to see us...”
I almost mumbled but I knew I didn't need to articulate for him to
know what was in my head.

Silence.

“Wanna
play Soul Calib—.” I stopped as I felt him on the bed,
sitting behind me, his lips on my shoulder. I rested back against
him, my back hitting his side. I felt his hair tickling my ear as his
temple landed on my head.

Silence.
I feel like I want to cry. Why does he have to act like this now.

“I'll
have to keep on calling people… see what happens…”
Silence. “Did you... see how she reacted?” I asked,
wanting to know my future in the Organization. “she sounded...
pretty much like her normal self.”

“Years
have taught her much... it becomes harder for me to tell...” I
turned to face him. “... especially when she knows I am trying
to take a peek...

Silence.

“What
time is it?”

“It
is far from dawn yet...”

“What
will she do to you?” I whispered.

“She
will punish me, of course...”

“I
hope it's not too painful...”

“Me
too...” he said almost playfully.

Silence.

“...
but surprisingly her anger was directed towards me...” he
continued answering my question. “... but I can't quite say I
understand how she reacted towards you...”

“So
that's the part you can't tell...”

“Yes...”

I
frowned. Why would she react differently toward me? His lips curled a
bit upward.

“...
Or maybe I don't need to...” yes, he had traces of a smirk. I
looked at him still with a frown on my face.

“So
you do know, but you just won't tell me, right?”

He
tilted his head a bit, his eyes sparkling.

I
kept looking into his crimson eyes. I felt almost like pouting.

Silence.
I breathed in slowly, my head tilted to one side.

“Have
you been with her all her life?” my voice was surprisingly
small. “... did you see her grow up?”

Silence.

“I
have been with her in the most important years of her life as I
remember her saying once...” Silence. “... I can't say I
have seen her bloom to what she is today because she keeps doing
so... every day... it never stops...”

Silence.

“Once
you said you taught her... about feelings and emotions... it sounds
like you two are very close... ”

Silence.

“She
is an exceptional woman...” I continued to study him. “...
one of the few humans I truly respect.”

Silence.
I smiled sadly.

“You...
get this spark in your eyes when you talk about her... this is not
the first time I see it...”

Silence.
He didn't look away.

A
smile instead of a grin on him. A knowing smile. It intrigued me.

This
almost discouraged me from doing what I was going to do. But I
couldn't back out of this. Tomorrow I could be in another place. I
stood up and walked to my night table. My hand went to the switch of
the little lamp and turned it off. The room went dark, my eyes not
wanting to adjust. Darkness was good now. I knew he could still see
me, but the idea was for me not to see him.

Blindly
I walked to the bed and sat, far away from him.

“I
want you to know something.” I finally whispered.

“Yes...”

“If
she does fire me... I will miss you... too much for my own good...”

Silence.

“I
don't care what I said before... I will—a lot—and...”
silence. “... I still don't understand why—you know this
already, don't you?”

“I
do.”

I
jumped feeling his voice way closer than before.

“...
but it is nice to hear it, milady...”

“God—you
love sneaking up on me!”

“It
makes me feel all fuzzy inside to see you jump...” I could hear
his grin.

I
clicked my tongue. Silence.

“Maybe...”
I began, gulping first. “... if you weren't what
you are, it would be simpler...” silence. “... but then
again...”

“...
it all makes up who I am...” he finished for me.

“I
still can't block you out of my head, man—.”

“I
didn't look.”

Silence.

“I
am familiar with the feeling...” he said softly. I felt his
fingers pinch my chin in the dark. “... surprisingly with more
than one...”

And
of course I couldn't suppress the thump in my stomach, wanting to
know if he meant me. Or her. Or anyone else. But again my pride
wouldn't let me ask.

“Where
are you...” I whispered my hands in front of me, looking for
him. His hands came to mine revealing his position. I sat near him,
nuzzled on his neck like that time, again his arm holding me in a
firm embrace.

More
of that deep silence announced the end of the conversation. Nothing
else was said. His fingers caressed my hair and I smiled sadly again.
We stayed there in silence for some time. My body eventually rested
on his lap, his fingers remained in my hair.

I
dozed after a while, his caresses on my hair relaxing me. I felt a
squeeze on my shoulder after what I felt was a second of sleep. It
was time to go see her. I stood up and walked to the bathroom to get
ready but as I came out of the bathroom he was gone. I went to get
some clothes on, since he had advised not to wear my uniform. He said
something about that it would send a good message of respect and
taking consequences for my actions, or something like that. Well, he
knows her more than anyone, so I agreed to that.

I
slipped on my adored pair of jeans, ripped at the knees, a white
beater and a green fleece jacket. Mh, I thought Seras still had it.
She borrowed it thinking it looked very 70's. Oh well, I get that a
lot anyways. I wasn't wearing my uniform but there was no way in hell
I was going to wear something to kiss ass. What was done, was done.
There was nothing I could do. I combed my wet hair leaving it loose
and sighed as I stepped out of my room.

As
I walked to the main house I got weird looks from soldiers who
surprisingly were walking around at that time. They knew something
was wrong since I wasn't wearing my uniform. I just smiled and
continued walking. Not like they need to know or anything. Shit, I'm
going to miss him a lot. The thought again just appeared in my head.

My
flip flops were silent against the elegant floor, making me remember
the contrast with my heavy boots. I raised my eyes and found the
vampire resting against the wall in front of the huge oak door of her
office. I smiled a little sad smile at him.

“How
about... one more date..?” he said beside me. I bit my lip,
sensing a goodbye already.

“Mh
hm...” I was scared to talk and find my voice breaking. “...
are you going to knock or what...” I tried to sound snappy.
Tried.

“One
more minute milady...”

I
turned to him with a frown.

“You
look lovely.”

I
clicked my tongue and tried not to smile. He also would tease me
about me dressing in the wrong time period. Like he should talk.

I
knocked and gulped.

“Come
in.” I heard the woman's voice and sighed.

“See
you inside...” he sing-songed and disappeared.

I
walked in and stood in front of her desk, saluting. She looked at me,
looked down, and looked back eying my ensemble. Then she went back to
her paperwork.

Hm.
Our jackets kind of match; not on style of course, but in color.

“At
ease.”

And
so I did.

Silence.

“Alucard,
show yourself...” and he came through the wall. The vampire
came walking all dandy and relaxed and before turning to face
Hellsing where he had decided to stop, had the nerve to wink at me
over his glasses, of course making very sure she would see him. I
went red in anger.

Silence.
She is glaring at us. I'm shaking.

“I
won't even ask for an explanation. I cannot imagine what went through
the heads of the two of you when you decided to disrespect my home in
this manner.”

“I
don't think you want to My Master.”

She
stood up and walked toward him hurriedly but once she stood in front
of him, they only looked at each other. I saw him blink mockingly,
her lips getting tighter with anger.

My
guess, telepathy.

“You
have done enough these past weeks, vampire—I am getting tired
of your audacities!” she looked at me now, my spine getting as
straight as it could. She walked to a middle point between the two of
us and spoke. “... both of you know this is a Protestant home
and I WILL NOT tolerate this sinful behavior!” she turned those
ice blue eyes to me “ I have been very discerning about this
matter—not by choice but because of a foolish incident in the
sublevels and now I see my error.” she went back to him. “I
do not care what you do in the privacy of your chambers—but
this is MY HOUSE! And it will be treated with respect—WHAT IS
SO AMUSING ALUCARD!!”

“Master?”
I can't fucking believe he's grinning like this!

Silence.

“Officer?”
her icy voice uttered the title. I almost jumped.

“Sir!”

She
walked in front of me. I’m so fired. I'm shaking, I'm
shaking...

“As
I said once before, there is no room in this sacred order for people
who protect and join themselves with monsters; no room in this
Organisation for such filth.” she paused and came half a step
closer, her voice lower but way more tense. “... and there is
no room in this manor for women who disgrace their bodies in such a
way as you have, going against God's word by acting like cheap dirty
whores—.”

“Integra—.”

She
cocked her gun and aimed at his head still looking at me. “Servant,
you will address me as what I am to you and nothing else,
understood?”

“It
was not her—.”

“UNDERSTOOD!”

Silence.

“Yes
Master...”

“I
only wish you have kept your legs crossed enough as to not wear out
my units.”

“Master—.”

She
turned slowly at him. “Is something not to your liking,
Alucard?”

“It
was not her fault.”

“I
did not see you fornicate with my book shelves, vampire!” she
walked again toward him.

“I
forced her to it.”

“WHAT?”
I yelled at him in my head.

“I
am aware that you two are lovers, do not insult my intelligence!!”

“THIS
time I forced her.”

“DO
NOT lie to me SERVANT!”

“I
am not lying.”

“Her
clinging to your neck made me think otherwise—” she
straightened her posture as the end of this sentence, breathing in,
abruptly trailing off.

“Master...
how long did you stand there and watch?”

She
slapped him across the face.

“Women
here love to slap me—.”

“Is this true
Officer?”

“Ah—.”

“She
wasn't aware of it.” he answered quickly.

“Pardon
me?” her eyes were big and full of sarcasm.

“You
know I can do this...”

Silence.

“Deamon...”

“That
I am.”

More
of their staring contests. He looks surprisingly serious now; no
traces of the smirk with which he started. Yes, I can swear they are
saying things to each other by thoughts. Her brow furrows softly from
one second to the other; almost imperceptibly. When his lips try to
curl into a smirk, they suddenly come back to that serious
expression.

It
makes me so curious.

Things
again stir in my stomach.

“Alucard
what the fucking hell are you getting yourself into?!” I said
in between chaotic thoughts of mine.

“Too
late… if you deny it will be worse.”

“Oh
god... she will kill you.”

“I
doubt it.”

She
walked toward me after having a staring match with him for another
while.

“It
is in your best interest to get away from him... not only your
safety, but your job depends on it... I said it once, I say it
again... I do not care what that little incident in the sub levels
does to the image of myself or the Organisation in your eyes. But now
you see what this beast is capable of. I will not consider this an
official case of rape; this will be your punishment. You knew what
you were against and you chose to ignore his nature...”
Silence. “I wish I could transfer you to Information Retrieval
to avoid any encounters between the two of you, but the Organisation
will suffer. One more thing Officer and you're fired... as the least
that can happen, of course... you're dismissed.”

“Yes
Sir...” I said and turned around and walked out of the office.

“Well
done.”

“When
you're done here, let me know how it went, please.”

“I'll
try...”

That doubt made
something I my stomach go 'thump'. I hope he'll be ok.

Yes,
almost done. Nothing left to expand in the story, only stuff to
clarify and explain. See ya guys after the storm I hope!

Good
and bad cookies always welcome! +chomp chomp+
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