Dangerous Minds | By : Countess_Millarca Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Think, think, think Seras! There has to be way to convince Sir Integra to leave this…establishment and return to Hellsing HQ without much bloodshed. Yeah, who am I kidding? If she doesn't shoot us to death for interfering with her vacation, then master will obliterate us for sure when he learns what happened during said vacation. We're doomed!", Seras thought desperately, turning for help to her partner in crime, who undoubtedly had a little more experience than her in these matters. However, much to her dismay, the Frenchman's attention was focused elsewhere for the moment, thus earning him a good smack on the head.
"Ouch, why did you do that, mignonette?", Pip exclaimed, massaging his abused scalp.
"You really need me to explain, you perverted Peeping Tom? Soon people will have to swim to get out of here due to the amount of your drooling! I suggest you close your mouth and focus on our current predicament, if your face doesn't want to get reacquainted with my fist", she said menacingly, swinging her fist towards him.
"Oui, oui, calm down, my sweet Seras. I did not mean to stare, but look at them! This place is full of half-naked women dancing provocatively! You can't blame me entirely for being a little bit distracted…", Pip replied with the universal stance for placating angry women; cowering before her with his tail between his legs. Unfortunately, he couldn't help himself and mutter petulantly, "If you didn't give me the cold shoulder treatment so often, I wouldn't be looking at other women now…", which of course was heard by the petite vampire.
"Mr. Bernadotte, when we go back home, we WILL have a very long discussion regarding your behavior and your ADD problem!", she warned him.
"Alucard, this is all your fault in the first place. I hope Integra neuters you with a pair o f rusty, old scissors!", Pip thought dejectedly, strategically deciding not to utter a single word more on the matter, lest he irritates Seras more.
"Um, mignonette, perhaps we should continue this discussion later - or never! If my eyes don't play tricks on me, I think Sir Integra is about to sign our death warrants…", Pip said pointing at the direction, where Integra and the stranger were previously sitting.
"What do you mean, Pip?", Seras asked confused, turning to look where he was pointing. However, as soon as she did, she understood the meaning of his words, causing her face to take a stricken look and pale even more than normal.
"NO, no, you don't think she would dare…", Seras exclaimed shaking.
"Oh, something tells me that she would, mignonette", he answered with a defeated look, as they both watched with trepidation Sir Integra and her partner making their way to the dance floor.
"We are screwed…", Seras muttered.
"And not in the way I had in mind", Pip added.
"Give it a rest, lover boy! We have more serious problems than your insatiable libido!", Seras whined miserably.
"We need to do something or we'll never live to see another day, when master learns another male touched Sir Integra, even if it was for a harmless and innocent dance", she exclaimed on the verge of tears.
"Mignonette, I completely agree with you on the part of our impending torture and subsequent death, but you seem to be mistaken on some things. Firstly, you are not even seeing the sun as it is and secondly, I would not use those adjectives to describe what they are about to do…", Pip interjected her tirade.
"I swear, Pip, one more word and my master's repercussion will not be a problem for you anymore…" Seras threatened him, her own fear forgotten for a moment.
"Why would it no-", Pip shut up immediately as her words finally struck him. A fool and a chatterbox he may be, but certainly not a suicidal idiot. Having one vampire enraged with you was truly scary, but two? Downright terrifying…
"Assuming you have learned your lesson and will not be making any offensive remarks on the future, what do you suggest we should do now?", Seras asked him, hopeful that the Frenchman would have some insight on this mess they were dragged into.
"Lesson duly noted, mignonette. As for how to approach this delicate matter, I still have no clue. What I do know, however, is that we are attracting unwanted attention, standing in the entrance like statues, especially seeing as we are definitely overdressed for the occasion. I think the best thing to do is mingle and wait for the opportune moment to snatch Sir Integra away", Pip explained slowly.
"What do you mean snatch her away? Surely, you aren't proposing to abduct her, are you?"
"Well, I am sure that's what Alucard would have done had he been here, so why not?", Pip replied nonchalantly.
"Are you completely insane, out of your fucking mind, stark crazy?", Seras screeched at him, causing a few heads to turn towards them. "In case you have forgotten, she can be as terrifying as my master, or even maybe more so, since she can order HIM around and she is the one paying you!", she hissed at him in a significantly lower voice.
"Fine! So what do you suggest we do then, mignonette? Cause, honestly, I am running out of ideas here and the prospect of migrating to Equator sounds really enticing right now!", Pip responded, equally angered.
"Why Equator? You know that my master, unlike myself as you pointed out earlier, has no problem being in the sun, you moron! If you want a last few moments of peace, before he finds you, I would suggest a place where you would enjoy yourself and be lost in all the kinds of sins you seem to be so fond of!", she bellowed.
"Then I can die in peace, because all I need is right here beside me", he bit out, panting and staring at her intently, the crowd around them and their mission obviously forgotten.
"Oh, y-you insufferable man!", she exclaimed, before hugging him fiercely and giving him a wickedly hot kiss he would remember for a long time. Finally, he did something right!
"Seras, let's dance", he murmured against her lips.
"Mmm, yeah, for now let's just do what we want", she agreed and let her worries disappear for just a few minutes.
"Since you seem so intent on unraveling the mystery of me and I am feeling quite generous tonight, Duncan, I shall indulge you this one time and reveal something regarding my preferences", Integra said smugly, reveling in the attention the handsome male was showering her in.
"I do believe that actions speak louder than words and this environment certainly endorses that. Careful not to disappoint me now…", she said and did something completely out of character; she smiled seductively behind half lidded lashes.
"Disappointing you is the last thing I would wish for this night, my fair lady", Duncan replied huskily, taking her hand in his and bestowing a gentle kiss on the sensitive skin of her palm, never breaking eye contact with her. Then, he proceeded to take her drink, depositing it on the bar and his arm firmly encircled her waist with his hand ending to rest languidly on her hip bone.
"Shall we dance?", he leaned in close and whispered lasciviously, his breath gently caressing the skin of her earlobe.
"Yes, I believe I would enjoy that very much", she agreed with a shiver and allowed him to lead her in the crowd of intimately close bodies, moving sensually under the slow, entrancing sounds of a saxophone.
Finding a seemingly more exclusive spot on the edge of the dance floor, he tugged at her waist, causing her to melt her body against his, as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on the crook of his shoulder, her scorching breath teasing the delicious exposed skin of his neck. With a sigh escaping her lips, she pressed her enticing curves even closer to his bigger frame and surrendered herself in the beckoning sound of the low music and the irresistible male, whose hands were burning the skin of her lower back, massaging her torturously as he moved with the confidence of an expert. She soon lost herself in the ancient dance between male and female, failing to notice two very familiar figures approaching stealthily from behind in the guise of another dancing couple.
Meanwhile, back at the mansion a very uncomfortable Walter and a slightly smirking Alucard had a staring contest.
"Excuse me, master Alucard, but I had the impression a conversation included words exchanged between the participating members. I am not sure what exactly you are trying to accomplish by giving me the silent treatment, however, I have duties I must attend to, so please excuse me", he announced regally, dismissing the other male.
"Always as stiff as a log, old friend. I merely tried to give you the initiative to explain why you let our beloved master without protection or supervision outside of our reach. She is certainly accomplished, however, the world is still dangerous and she is a lone female away form home", Alucard replied, stopping effectively the butler in his tracks.
"I am sure Sir Integra is capable of handling herself adequately. I am sure she is sensible enough not to take any unnecessary risks or involve herself with shady characters", Walter responded haughtily.
"I would beg to differ, Walter. According to my sources, right now she is engaging in frivolous conversation and planning to do more than that in some dodgy night club of questionable clientele", Alucard finished, disappearing and leaving the poor butler fidgeting and running for the phone in search of his master.
"Your bleeding heart will be your downfall, my sweet Integra. Surely you do not wish to upset your faithful servant, consecutively causing him unnecessary distress, which will result in an early death…", Alucard mused, congratulating himself for his devious plan. He knew, of course, not to rely solely on the spineless duo he had sent after her and he was proved right once more. Judging from the disturbing images flowing from his fledgling's mind they were doing a very poor job indeed. His assistance was most certainly required immediately.
"Soon, very soon, Integra, you will be running back to me…"
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