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Oh My Alucard	By : Fish_and_Chips Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5648 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: No profit is being made with this story and I do not own Hellsing, it belongs to Kouta Hirano

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The previously chapter was controversial but it's up to you if you think Alucard hypnotised Ruby out of 'needs' or if he was just playing around with her because he seems to do that a lot but even then it may have been over-the-top for him to do so.

Anyway, onto the next chapter.

The Vampire Bar

The Counting House was a bar in the city. Ruby and Gwen often went here on a few Friday nights after work. Ruby arrived, having to squeeze through a throng of smokers lurking outside the door. She had to show her ID to the bouncer at the door before she was allowed in. Once she stepped in, she walked past the dancefloor, staring around awkwardly at dancing couples and made her way to the bar.

"Hey, Travis." She greeted the bartender. He was a man in his mid-twenties, tall and lean, dressed in a white shirt and black waistcoat and gold wristbands. Ever since Ruby and Gwen started coming here, they'd become friends with some staff members.

As soon as he saw her approach the counter, he grinned at her, "Ruby! Long time no see!" He stopped polishing the wine glass he was holding and they exchanged a high five. "How's it going?"

She let out an awkward laugh. She wasn't sure if she could tell him about Alucard so she gave him a casual shrug, "… Um, have you seen Gwen?"

"She's over there." He kindly pointed her to the direction of her friend. "Want a drink first? I'll make you something nice, especially for you."

"Oh no, it's okay, you don't have to do that for me."

"No, no, I insist. You, er…you look a bit stressed."

Stressed? Ruby blinked at him, then nodded. "You have NO idea what I have been through this week."

He took out a clean glass from under the counter, "Is it work? I heard what happened to the hospital. The media were all over it like wildfire." He added in an unknown drink and some Drambuie and finally dunked in some ice cubes before sliding the glass over to her, "A biological terrorist with a contagious virus."

She picked it up and took a sip. It tasted good; she quickly drank until she was already halfway finished. "Biological terrorist?"

"Yep. That's what they're saying." Travis said, and he leaned over the counter, "…Between you an' me, I think they're covering something up."

Ruby croaked, "R-Really? Oh, um, no, no, it was a terrorist. But everything's okay now. They had to shut it down. We're continuing our course elsewhere but – " Ruby was interrupted by a loud snort of laughter that turned all heads only she realised it was Gwen. She cringed, and Travis gave her a playful shrug.

"You better go to her."

She nodded, finished the rest of her drink, and thanked Travis. "Talk to you later." Ruby left the bar area and hastily trotted towards the seats, eventually locating her friend at a shady corner table as Travis had directed her to. Gwen was a drunken mess, in a skimpy, glittery top and equally skimpy short skirt and 5-inch high stilettos, slurring over some sensible-looking guy with floppy chestnut brown hair and blue eyes.

"Rubes! Rubes, you're here!" Gwen cheered, watching Ruby pad up to them. The booming music was a distraction; Ruby felt like someone was repeatedly hammering her in the head with a mallet. She couldn't even hear properly.

"I thought you said you were alone." Ruby yelled over the loud music.

"OOOHHHH! No…No, nooooooooo I just thought you should come and have fun with us! Look! I met a guy!" Gwen yelled back, gesturing to her companion.

He didn't look so drunk. "… I think Gwen has had a little too much to drink." He said. He was young and handsome, roughly around their age.

And Gwen elbowed him, guffawing, "See? I told you she was cute! Come on, Rubes, don't just stand here looking all stupid, siddown! Siddown and have a drink! Come talk to us…Talk to him… I told him bout us… y'know, our whole nurse work and shiet and what happened at the hospital…an' I told him all 'bout you and he said he was interested in nurse work an' you so I sed Ima going to hook you guys up… SEE? I'm such a good FREN. I do everything for you. Even try an' get you a new boyfriend. All for you."

Ruby felt a vein in her head pop, realising she been lured out for a matchmaking session she didn't even want. "Gwen, I thought you were in trouble…" She tried to lift Gwen up from the seat.

"Hehe. Me? Truble? Naw…"

The guy sitting beside Gwen stood up all of a sudden. "…You know what? I'm…uh…I'm going to go to the bathroom." The guy said, and he sidled down to the dancefloor, which was completely the opposite direction of the bathroom. He was leaving? Ruby raised an eyebrow; Gwen must've scared him away. She wasn't surprised.

Ruby went to reach for Gwen but she pulled away from her. "You're always so edgy! Relax and have some fun, have a few drinks, get drunkkkkkkk." Along with the strong alcohol smell, she also smelled like cigarettes; Ruby's nose scrunched up in distaste, repelled by the stench. "C'mon! Just one drink!" And Gwen pointed to this glass with a strange pink liquid inside with a floating piece of lime.

"No, Gwen, you're drunk. Let's go home."

The girl whined loudly and wriggled around in the seat. "But Travis made that especially fur me, an' I don't wanna waste it. Rubes, you drink it."

She already had one of Travis' special cocktails. "Gwen, I don't – "

"Rubes, come on…?" She looked around shortly, "...Hey, where's Alucard?"

Ruby stiffened all over. "…Oh. Um…he…he…er…"

"He's not here? You two had another argument?"

She felt a little depressed; Ruby thought what she had said to him was rather out of line. "W-Well...uh...we..."

"C'mon, siddown an' we'll talk about it, you know, we'll have some…uhhh…durhh… err…oh, yes, girl talk." Gwen grunted out as she grabbed Ruby's arm and dropped her down to the seat beside her. Gwen lifted the glass with the strange pink liquid and goaded her to drink it. "Drink this; it'll make you feel better."

Ruby eyed the glass warily, "No, I don't – " But she was interrupted when Gwen practically grabbed the cup and rammed it into her mouth forcibly. Ruby unwillingly gulped down a few sips and coughed and spluttered and glared angrily as soon as Gwen let go of her. "GWEN!"

But Gwen was laughing and guffawing to herself uncontrollably. "You…shoulda seen the look on yer face… OH MAI IMA GONNA PEE MY PANTS!"

Ruby furiously wiped at her mouth, still coughing slightly. "….."

"Well? It was good, wasn't it?"

Her mouth was tingling. It was sweet but it had this tasty zest to it. She unconsciously licked her lips. "…What is it? I've never drank anything like this before."

"I know, right? Why don't you try more and guess what's in it? See, you should really do more of this…stuff. You know, get out more and drink crap. You're so uptight and such a goodie-goodie all the time."

She reluctantly shifted her eyes to the glass. Was she really that uncool? Was she precisely what Alucard said she was, a 'good little virgin girl'? Was she that much of a goodie-two-shoes? Was it an insult? She didn't know. Well… whatever Alucard thought she was, she didn't want to be anymore. Ruby glumly threw her gaze to her lap, as she sat, pondering.

"…Maybe another sip wouldn't hurt…" Ruby finally mumbled out, before grabbed the glass and downed some more. And more. And more. Before long, Ruby's head was spinning. The music got louder. Her head was throbbing, but she felt good. It was a peculiar feeling… like being on cloud nine. Suddenly, Alucard and vampires didn't exist. The fact that she had just made out unwittingly with Alucard on her sofa and probably got up to no other good things with him back at the apartment didn't exist. Everything was back to normal. She was back to just being Ruby Ashcroft. A regular girl sitting her nursing degree. Nobody's bride or mate. Certainly not Alucard's.

Groaning, she eventually succumbed to the alcohol flowing in her veins and flopped down onto the seat beside Gwen , drunk. A few hours later and Ruby and Gwen were suddenly at the dancefloor, singing and laughing raucously and tunelessly, swaying their bodies to the beat of the music playing.

"Having fun, Rubes?" Gwen yelled over the loud music.

"Stop calling me that."

"What? Rubes? Why not?"

"Because it rhymes with that word… that butt-ugly word… people used to bully me with it at school…"

"Rhymes with what word? Tubes?"

"Noooooo, not that one."

"Cubes?"

"Not that either."

"Then what is it?"

"Guess."

"…eh…I dunno…"

"PUBES, goddamnit!"

"OOooooHHHhhh!"

Ruby suddenly felt a strange taste rise in the pit of her stomach. She stopped dancing and held at her head, the room was spinning. Gwen in front of her suddenly split into two, then three and four. She knew she'd have a hangover and feel ten times worse in the next morning. "I'm…I'm gonna go to the toilets…" Ruby moaned out, and she wobbled off the dancefloor and towards the direction of the ladies room.

Once inside, she emptied the contents of her stomach down into the bowl, flushed it, then waddled back outside and washed her mouth and hands. She was feeling better now. The music wasn't so loud in the bathroom. Ruby looked at her reflection in the mirror; she looked a state. Ashamed of herself for her behaviour and what it had reduced her to, she tidied her hair and pulled back up the strap of her top that had fallen off her shoulder.

"I better get out of here…" She mumbled, checking the clock on the wall. 3am. But when she took a step, she suddenly collapsed back onto the floor for no reason. Stunned, she blinked stupidly at herself before trying to get back up. Her arms and legs wouldn't move, her muscles were weak and practically dead. Immobile, she looked around groggily.

What…what's happening to me…? She groaned, her eyelids growing heavy. She didn't realise drinking too much alcohol could do this to you. But when the door to the bathroom opened, and she looked up, she squinted her eyes at the familiar figure. "…Travis?"

"That's the one I was telling you about." He said; he was speaking to two men in black who were standing on his left and right. "Forget about her friend; it's this one we want."

…..

Ruby woke up with a groan; her head was hammering and she felt like she wanted to throw up again. As soon as her vision returned, she looked up to see Travis. Beside him, was a pretty girl with long permed hair tied into a loose bun. Ruby glanced down at herself; she wasn't in her sweater and jeans anymore. She tried to make sense of the moment; her clothes felt itchy and foreign, that was a first – it was then she noticed she too was also in a lacy black dress that was almost in a similar fashion to the girl who was standing beside Travis.

"…Where…" Ruby began weakly, her eyes were having a hard time adjusting to the lighting of the room.

"Are you?" Travis finished for her, as he patted her knee affectionately. It was then she realised that she was also tied to a chair with her arm tied down to each armrest. A needle and a thin catheter was sticking out of her arm. Beside her, were other girls also lined up in chairs with catheters rammed in their arms, too. Ruby stared at the transparent tube and followed it. To her horror, the catheter was linked to a huge, whirring machine that was filled with something…red.

Her eyes widened. …Is that…blood?

And Travis said, "Don't worry, you're still in The Counting House. Just in the other, unseen section. It's completely inaccessible to humans. Basically, you're in a bar, for vampires."

Ruby turned back to him; there were more machines in the room she was in. They had labels that said 'A' and 'B' and 'AB' and then 'O'. Blood types. She paled immediately. "…Vampire…bar?"

"It's quite hard to get access to blood unless you either a) feed on a human, or b) have a blood-related medical condition, which unfortunately, not many vampires have or are even capable of…As easy as you think it is for them to catch a human and suck on the blood, some of us found a way to make a profit because… let's just say not all of them are so different from us," Travis explained.

"Huh? What do you mean…?"

"We opened a bar that sells blood to male vampires… well, uh, so far, eighty five per cent of our customers are male. Don't worry, we have a limit to how much blood can be drank from each of our girls so no-one dies. It's like giving the vampires food on a plate. A restaurant. I mean, we humans can cook and we have access to supermarkets and crap but sometimes we still like to go out to a nice restaurant for a meal, call a take-away, get a pizza, don't we? You know, because it's faster that way, more convenient and maybe even more cheaper and hell, maybe you wanna go out and eat for the experience? So our bar is like that. We drain you, but then wait until you've recovered a bit of blood, and then you go straight back to work again."

"Did you… spike that drink you made for me?"

He nodded.

"This…This is crazy…"

"But it works. Have you seen the news lately?" He began as he cradled a small revolver in his hand, "About the recent kidnapping of young women?"

She slowly put two and two together. She was now one of the young women kidnapped. Her eyes widened momentarily. "…But…why?"

"A vampire bar." He insisted, "Is very profitable."

She couldn't believe her ears. A vampire bar. Surely they must have had some form of financial support for this. But who would be sick in the mind to give money to fund this kind of establishment? The mere notion and thought disgusted her. "You…creep...Why me…? And how do you know about vampires?"

He let out a sigh and glanced down at his lap. "It's a funny story, actually. We didn't want to do this. But it's either we let them kill people, or we provide humans to them, willing or unwilling. Not all vampires are bloodthirsty and violent. The ones who were changed unwillingly and weren't drained completely by violent vampires come here. It's funny to see how desperate they are to retain whatever humanity they have left."

Ruby didn't remotely understand.

"I also think you are a good candidate; you're interesting and pretty and I think we will get a lot of customers if we use you. The stakeholders and the return on investment is also extremely high, you know, so there's a lot of pressure on us to do well. It was either you or Gwen. Personally, I find Gwen too loud and immature and she'll probably blow our cover soon. You're different. You're more shy and quiet and reserved. So, we kinda watched you for a bit, and talked to you… got to know you a bit… and then when we managed to gain your trust… well, let's just say, when Gwen came tonight, I knew you'd be coming too."

She growled at him. "You…You…How could you?"

"Oh, and in terms of the looks department, you really don't disappoint." He continued, "Aside from having all types of blood on the menu – Pretty girls are also a priority on the menu. Gwen has also been kind enough to tell me that you live alone, have no other friends aside from her, that you're currently arguing with your boyfriend, and that your parents are old and scraggy and all the way in Kent. So, if you went missing, no-one would really care."

Ruby gritted her teeth. …Stupid Gwen…she just talks far too much for her own good.

"Of course, if you become one of those zombie-freaks afterwards, then we'll have to kill you." He held his gun up and cocked it, "Sorry about that. It's nothing personal. But if you don't, then you can continue being a vampire's cocktail and a playtoy."

Ruby felt her breath shortening in fear. She tried to struggle to find that not only was she feeling sick and weary, and her muscles were completely useless. "…what did you do to me…?"

"Sometimes, the vampires like to have playmates, so…we drugged you. So you don't kick and scream when they bite. And by the way, just to let you know…That drug… a side effect is that it kinda makes you tell the truth. So…" Travis rolled his eyes to the side, grinning boorishly at her. He decided to try his luck. "…What kind of guy do you like?"

Uh oh. The truth serum was kicking in. "…I like tall, dark…big, strong men…." Ruby found herself blurting out while drooling slightly from the corner of her mouth. Ahh, the shame…But it wasn't her fault… She couldn't control herself!

"So what do you think of me? Do you like me?"

Ruby blinked at him slowly, then - "I think you're sick and ugly."

"Why you - !" He was going to hit her, his arm raised, but the girl standing beside him stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"Travis, don't!" She screamed, "Don't hit her!"

Upon her request, he lowered his arm. "...Okay...fine...No, nope… no, no, no…I know it too. I cannot harm the goods. The customer won't be happy if there's a mark on them, or if they're defective…" He got off the stool that was at her side and strolled over to the door, his polished boots squeaking off the floor.

Ruby began gaping at the ceiling in her delirious trance. And Travis turned to his assistant, "Make her pretty. Doors open now."

"Yes, sir." The girl nodded, turned away from Travis and bent down over Ruby with her make-up bag and slowly took out a pot of pink blusher and a mascara.

Ruby stared at the make-up anxiously, beads of sweat dripping from her temples. So, not only was she in a revealing, slutty black dress that was itchy and would probably give her a rash, but she was also going to get a make-over. Trembling, Ruby tried to inch away but the girl seized her by the chin and began applying make-up. Travis nodded with a satisfied smile, then slammed the door shut.

As Ruby was left with the make-over girl and other unconscious girls sitting in the chairs beside hers, she said, "Who are you?"

"Mary." replied the girl, "My name is Mary Sullivan."

"Mary?" Ruby began. Then her head felt foggy again and she found herself blurting out, "I know a Mary…yes, I know one…I wonder how she's doing… I've not seen her for a long, long time…"

Mary smiled. "Really? Well…It is a common name. Who was she?"

"…She looked after me because my parents were always working...They never had time for me..." Ruby continued to babble due to the truth drug, but then she squinted her eyes, as if trying to focus properly again, "…Why are you doing this…?"

"I really want a Louis Vuitton bag. But they're so expensive. If I do this for part-time, I can get one in just 2 more days." She said, "At first, I was scared too, but I understand now."

But Ruby shook her head. "Understand? How can you… sell yourself like this? Blood is…is…life…It's your life."

She shrugged. "It's just blood. It comes back. Besides… it might even stop vampire attacks. Maybe in this way, we can actually save people."

Ruby stared at her wordlessly. She heard what Mary said but didn't completely comprehend. Each blink she took also seemed to take five minutes; her mind was foggy and heavy with fatigue. She groaned and moved her head up to look at her bound wrists, and her ankles. She couldn't move, completely immobile in her seat. "You…" Ruby began again, squinting her eyes at Mary, "…When I get out of here, I'll…I'll…I'll…" She didn't finish her sentence; her vision was blurring, her head throbbing. "Owwww…"

Mary finally stopped patting Ruby's face with some blusher and smiled as she plopped her make-up back into her purse. "There you go, my precious little angel. I'll look after you from now on. If anyone bullies you, tell me." The girl left her room shortly, leaving Ruby alone. She could hear each step from Mary's stilettos echoing further and further away. Now what…? Wait? Wait to become vampire food? Ruby tried to free herself again but to no avail. The ropes were too tight. And it was digging into her skin. The catheter also didn't budge at all. It hurt like hell if she struggled too much, and she was already feeling sore enough all over already.

Where the heck was Alucard when you needed him? Ruby shook her head fiercely, trying to get rid of the thought. No way. She couldn't let him see her like this...in some raunchy black dress complete with suspenders and lace. It'd be too embarrassing.

Suddenly, there was a loud 'thunk' and Ruby looked up, terrified. The machine closest to her was switching on, and inside, mechanical blades began whirring, churning the blood harvested inside. Ruby threw her gaze down to her arm, where she felt an uncomfortable pressure and then her blood began to get sucked out, the rich, crimson fluid shooting out from her arm and into the machine.

No-one heard her screaming.

….

A few minutes later, the door to the room opened. The machine had stopped and her blood was no longer forcibly taken from her. Dazed and weak from blood loss, Ruby looked up to see Travis.

"Good news! A vampire wants a physical sample of our goods. Hmm, let's see… Ruby, I'll nominate you for tonight, just so you know how we do things around here."

Ruby began to panic. "N-No…No, no, no!" She shrieked, shaking her head as Travis unhooked the catheter from her arm, pressed a plaster over the cut and lifted her off the chair. She was too weak to fight back.

He carried her out of the blood room and slammed the door shut. Ruby, who was hanging over his shoulder, finally managed a good glimpse of the bar; it was a large open space with dimmed red lights and a strange incense-smell in the air, probably to masquerade the stench of blood. The blinds were hanging above a sofa where three male vampires sat, waiting to be served. They looked young, in their early twenties.

Travis carried her down the corridor with doors on each side. She happened to peep inside one room with an ajar door - Ruby caught sight of a half-conscious, drugged woman in a skimpy dress lying on the bed with two vampires drinking from each side of her neck, and two more sucking at her slit wrists. Ruby let out a horrified gasp and looked away. She felt sick, and terrified to the core.

Eventually, Travis kicked open the door to one of the rooms and she was dropped on the bed. This place was equivalent to some vampire brothel, she realised. "So you don't run, I'm going to have to tie you up." Travis said, as he protruded out some thin rope from the side.

"No, no, NO!" Ruby screamed, trying to resist, but the drug was too strong; she barely kicked an inch and succumbed, lying splayed on the bed, helpless. Her wrists and ankles were tied to each corner of the bed.

Travis moved to the door, and - "Right this way, sir! She's ready." He re-entered with a young vampire by his side. The vampire looked like a member of a biker gang, dressed in leather with spiked hair and haunting tattoos all over his arms. Travis gestured to Ruby, who was now tugging and struggling and even trying to reach up to bite at the rope that was tying her down desperately like a caged rat. Travis turned back to the customer, "You have good taste! Literally. This just came in - tonight! What do you think?"

"Yeah, I like. I like her. I'll have her." The vampire then dug into his pockets and handed Travis a wad of cash.

Travis's eyes lit up greedily, and he quickly stuffed the cash into his pocket. "Oooookay! You're the boss! But we're gonna check again in two minutes, because that's all you'll allowed unless you want another refill. And if you don't comply, well… let's just say it'll be sad not doing business with you anymore, sir!" Travis exclaimed enthusiastically as he cocked his small handgun.

"Yeah, yeh, whatever." The vampire shooed him away and licked his lips as he gazed at Ruby. "I'm starving, man."

Ruby paled. ARGGGHHH! Must. Get. Out. Of. Here. Now!

And Travis shut the door, giving Ruby a wink and a thumbs up.

She nervously watched the vampire approach her and whimpered.…Help me, Alucard!

….

Once he was out of the room, Travis stepped through the winding, maze-like corridor, waltzing leisurely past while looking at all the closed doors on either side of him. Pressing his ear against one of the doors, he could hear a girl screaming. He shrugged, leant off the door, and went back down the corridor, having arrived at the bar entrance where he was greeted with a sight.

All the customers, dead.

All staff members present on the floor, dead.

"What the - ?"

The culprit stood just a few feet from him, shooting three bullets into his supervisor's lifeless body. It was a tall man dressed in red, his features hidden by the wide brim of his hat. He turned round and stepped forwards, his boots crushing the supervisor's head into a pulp on the floor, now pointing his silver gun at Travis.

"…A vampire bar." said the tall man, chuckling under his breath, "What will you humans think of next?"

Fearing for his life, Travis whipped out his gun and began firing, watching the bullets pound into him. When they were finally depleted, he stared helplessly when the gun went 'click click click'. He only had six rounds in his revolver. Gasping, Travis looked up at the man – despite having six gaping wounds in his body, he was still standing.

The man looked up, revealing glowing red eyes behind his sunglasses. "My turn."

He fired a single shot from his silver gun, which slammed into Travis's right leg. Howling in agony, he doubled over onto all fours on the ground, beads of sweat dripping off his forehead. He heard the stranger approach him, before the nozzle of the silver gun was pressed against his temple.

"Ruby."

Travis squeaked, "H-Huh?"

"Where is she?"

"I-In Room 312. Oh god, don't shoot – "

He was interrupted by a single bullet being blasted into his head.
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