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Dangerous Minds	By : Countess_Millarca Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Integra decided she had made the right decision in choosing the specific club for her entertainment. The place was full of women dressed like cabaret girls form past decades with frilly underwear, corsets and feathers and men dressed with tuxedos. All in all an air of anonymity was dominant, creating the perfect environment for what she had in mind of doing. She made her way to the bar, choosing a dark corner to enjoy the show and ordered her drink. On the stage there was a woman, fully dressed, dancing provocatively and behind her a man acting as if he was orchestrating her movements. Integra soon realized the show was about an abusive lover, controlling silently his partner much like a puppeteer. The woman's dance was exquisite, revealing slowly her sensuous body to the audience, all the while trying to escape her master's bonds. The irony of this did not escape Integra. The performance ended with the woman finally gaining her freedom killing her master, only to die as well without his guidance. Enthralled by the magnificent act, she didn't notice a man slowly approaching her, until she heard a deep, husky voice very close to her ear say:

"Are you enjoying tonight's show?"

Startled by the foreign voice, she turned around to face two cool, green eyes staring at her intently.

"Yes, I am quite taken with the act", she answered truthfully.

"Then am I correct to assume this is your first time attending such an event?", he asked with mirth, a slow smile appearing on his lips.

"You are correct in your assumptions, Mr…?" she replied with a small grin, feeling the need to know the man's name. It was not often an attractive, live male expressed any interest in her and she was determined not to let this chance go. Yes, he was attractive…Tall, with dark hair, well-built from what she could ascertain and he had the most amazing, searing green eyes she had ever seen; eyes that were focused on her and her alone for the moment with a flattering intensity. She decided then that she would indeed play this dangerous game with a stranger, if only to feel what most women consider natural by her age; attraction, desire, want.

"Please, there is no need for formalities here. For you, just Duncan…", he informed her without breaking eye contact.

The small grin on Integra's face transformed with his words into a promiscuous smile.

"It's a pleasure, Duncan. I am Integra", she said, following his example and gazing at his entrancing eyes.

"The pleasure is all mine, Integra", he responded, slowly taking her hand in his and raising it to press a light kiss on her palm.

"Ahh…a gentleman. How rare", Integra laughed sincerely.

"Amongst other things", he replied with a sly grin, causing her to laugh once more.

"So, what brings a lovely creature, such as yourself, at a place like this?", Duncan asked curiously.

"Are you not here as well? Surely, you would not have come if it was such an abhorrent place?", she said jokingly.

"You would be surprised with the places I choose to frequent at, Integra. Let's just say, though, I am rather fond of this mysterious and alluring atmosphere", he said teasingly.

"I can relate to both statements", Integra said with a short, dry laugh.

"Your accent betrays you are not from around here. London?", he guessed.

"Again, correct. You are the intuitive type, aren't you?", she confirmed.

"No, just merely observant…when I find something that interests me", he replied with mischief.

"What else, pray do tell, your keen powers of observation have discovered about me?", she asked him coyly.

"Well, fair lady, they tell me you do not make it a habit of conversing with strangers just for the sheer pleasure of it. So, please tell me, why have you decided to do so with me?", he asked mockingly, probably already knowing the answer.

"Busted", Integra thought, "of all the men here, I had to chance upon the curious case of Mr. Duncan Mcsomething…I am going to take a wild guess that his surname starts with Mc", and laughed inwardly.

"Don't you get tired of always knowing the answers, Duncan? Whatever shall you do if you find a question in which you do not have the answer to?", she instead retorted, avoiding strategically to reveal more.

"I would be genuinely intrigued, Integra", he said, refusing to let the matter drop.

"Curiosity killed the cat, Duncan", Integra mused.

Seras and Pip were exhausted. After Alucard's bold declaration, they had booked a flight, not bothering to even make a suitcase and rushed to the airport. The flight was a living nightmare for Seras…being confined in a coffin several feet above ground was not her ideal travelling arrangements. After landing, they had spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to convince an obstinate Walter to reveal the location of Sir Integra's hotel. The old butler had conceded, only after Seras agreed to help him test try some new, dangerous equipment he had been experimenting on, much to Pip's dismay. Then, they had arrived at the hotel, only to find out she had already gone out for the night.

"Mignonette, maybe we should retire for the night and continue our search tomorrow?", Pip asked tentatively the clearly frustrated vampire.

"No, Pip! Weren't you in the same room when my master paid us a visit, oh I don't know…a few hours ago?", she replied exasperated.

"He will have our heads, if we are not back with Sir Integra tonight...literally! Or worse, we will beg him to do so. Trust me when I say this, he can be very creative when the instance calls for it…", she said visibly shivering.

"Fine! So, what do you suggest we do now, Mignonette? Search every fucking club in Glasgow in hopes of finding her?", Pip exclaimed clearly irritated.

"Let's hope it will not come to that, but yes, if we have to! For now, let's just search her room for possible clues, Dr. Watson", she said sarcastically.

"Damn you, Alucard! I swear, when this is all over, I am putting leeches in your coffin! See if you like having your blood sucked out by disgusting pests…Mignonette, oh my sweet Seras, come back!", were only few of Pip's chaotic thoughts as he followed Seras in the elevator.

"I think this is the room we are looking for", Seras pointed at the second door at their right as soon as they reached the floor.

"I could open it myself, but I doubt the hotel manager would appreciate a broken door, so if you don't mind doing the honors Pip? I am aware you possess the skills required", Seras ordered more than asked him.

Pip obeyed, albeit grudgingly, and in less than two minutes the door was wide open.

"Handy", Seras stated and awarded him with the first true smile he had seen in hours.

"Always at your disposal, my lady!", Pip said merrily.

Apparently Integra had not spent much time in the room, as it was surprisingly pristine. The only mess was some paper bags scattered near the bed and her discarded clothes on the bathroom floor.

"I am guessing she went shopping", Pip remarked dryly.

"Sometimes Pip I think my master has really hit the mark with you", Seras said and sighed.

"Whatever do you mean, Mignonette?", Pip asked confused.

"Your previous comment just stated the obvious…If you don't have anything intelligent to add, shut up!" Seras exhaled tiredly.

"Great, now she's copying that undead bastard! Next she'll start wearing fedora hats and long coats…oh Lord, what sins am I paying for now? Wait, don't answer that…" Pip thought, fearing divine punishment for all his past indiscretions.

Meanwhile, Seras had noticed Integra's laptop on top of the wooden desk and was reaching for it. Luckily, it was only on sleep mode and Integra hadn't bothered to put a password. Suddenly, a loud squeal escaped Seras's lips and she quickly motioned for Pip to join her.

"No, she wouldn't dare…", he exclaimed as soon as he saw what had startled Seras so much.

"Um, I think she would Pip", Seras said coming out of the original shock, "I mean, think about it, if anyone deserves to have some fun is Sir Integra and this is the last place anyone would have thought to search for her, so that kind of makes it ideal."

"Well then my Mignonette, I suggest we harry before she does something that'll definitely put Alucard in a killing rage…I, for one, would not like to be the one to tell him his master has the potential to be the next Dita Von Teese", Pip said with trepidation.

"I will not argue with you on this one", Seras agreed.

Two pairs of wide eyes stared the dim lighted club and its patrons curiously; one with nostalgia and the other with open shock.

"Ahhh…this brings back memories", Pip chuckled, until he was elbowed quite forcibly by Seras.

"We'll talk about these…memories at a later time, Mr. Bernadotte", Seras threatened him and continued to search for a hint of Sir Integra actually being here.

"When will I ever learn to keep my mouth shut?", Pip wondered.

"Never…", replied a treacherous little voice inside his head.

"Thanks for the support!", Pip cursed his alter ego or whatever that was.

"There!", Seras exclaimed suddenly, dragging Pip out of his mental battle with his inner self.

"Whe-", Pip didn't manage to finish his sentence, as his jaw fell open in unbelievable shock when he focused at the spot Seras was pointing.

At the edge of the bar, Sir Integra was talking with an attractive man, dressed in a highly provocative scarlet creation.

What was even more shocking was the enticing smile she was directing at the male…

"Um, Mignonette, let's not give a full detailed report when we get back…I have grown rather attached to the few years that I have left in this earth and my remaining body parts", Pip begged Seras.

"Yeah…let's not", Seras agreed, although, she had a terrible feeling nothing could escape her master's attention.

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