Lost in the night were the thoughts of the infamous Alucard. The events of the day unfolding before his eyes. Seras managed to get herself stuck in the wall once again trying out some of her powers that she never fully acquired, Sir Integra threw a fit when she found out her men stole her cigars, and Walter seemed too distracted to entertain the poor vampire. A very uneventful day. No missions. No ghouls. No Nazi scum. Annoying and boring.
Laying on his back with hands behind his head, Alucard tried to entertain himself with thoughts of war and bloodshed. Surrounding him were candles. Their light flickering as if they were humans screaming for mercy. The drab gray stone walls were adorned with crimson red drapes and chains from many years long past. His large, dark wood bed rest to the left of his lonesome coffin, which was perfectly centered in the room atop a pile of dry soil.
The deadly blood sucker was lying on his bed, stripped down to his pants with his perfectly toned, snow kissed torso exposed. Eyes shut and hair scattered across the feathers pillow, he sighed sadly as he imagined how much fun it would be if one particular man would attack him. His heart practically started beating as he ran through step by step plans of how he could bring down the werewolf that had been plaguing his mind recently.
"Mr. Gunsche. Oh how I would just LOVE to get my hands on you!" he said somewhat lustfully. Just as he had said this, there was a quick bashing on his heavy wooden chamber doors.
"Alucard! I have something I need your opinion on!" Integra yelled as she barged in.
She darted down the steep steps with what looked to be a chain in hand. Following this chain seemed to be a dark figure. She pulled at it ruthlessly till it tripped and fell down, hitting the floor face first. Alucard's eyes opened when he heard the loud thud of a body hitting the floor. He the arose from his mattress and waited for his master to further explain why the man he'd been thinking of was lying on his floor.
"This mutt walked into my chamber in nothing but his undergarments and a collar and then proceeded to collapse on my floor!...What do I do with him? Surely Millennium will come for him…" she peered at her servant with much confusion.
He chuckled devilishly.
"Leave him here. I'll watch over him till he comes to. Get back to whatever you need to. Should they come for him, I will personally take care of it. I doubt they would send an army after one person after all." He said calmly.
"Can I count on you to NOT kill him?"
"No promises master." He bowed and grinned.
"Alucard!"She said furiously.
"Fine fine. I won't harm a hair on his little head. I promise."
With that she exited his chambers and left the unconscious man in the hands of her hellish servant. Once she was gone he approached the sleeping man before his feet. He bent down and pushed the godlike man on his back to assess him.
His chest and abs seemed to have been sculpted by demons and tanned to the perfect hue. The v cut along his waste was very prominent and very seductive. His collar bones flowed threw to his shoulders which were so broad and strong. They looked as if they had the weight of the world on them and he held it as though it was not even there. His arms were tones and wrapped in layer after layer of glorious muscle. Moving up his wide neck he noted how chiseled and perfect the structure of his face was. Luscious tan lips were slightly parted and the vampire could practically feel the heat radiating from him. His eyes were shut but his rustled white hair begged him to touch it.
Taking a step back the couldn't help with think that this sinfully decadent creature should belong to him. Oh the things he thought of doing to him. String him up from the walls by the shackles and touching every last inch of his body. Tasting everything that was offered to him and stealing everything that wasn't. He wanted to fight this man as he'd always dreamed, but now he found himself wanting to do much more with the helpless captain. So much more.
Without a second thought he shook all those naughty thoughts from his head and saw a small piece of paper looking back at him from underneath his collar. It read:
"To whomever may claim me,
My name is Hans Gunschen as you probably know and I can no longer stand the people In Millennium. Especially that damned Major. Later this evening I will be heading toward the Hellsing estate in hope that Alucard may end my life. I've lived long enough without reason and I find meaningless to move on. As to why I am dressed the way I am, the only clothes I had were of uniform style and I found it better to be dressed as I am. To whoever is reading this and whoever may read this after Alucard has hopefully ended me, I am happy with how I've lived before all this. I am proud to be who I am, but I feel I've lost my way. I may be making no sense, so I should stop here.
Auf Wiedersehen und danke.
Hans."
"I shall claim you, but not kill you."
Till the next night.
Sorry if it's a little short. I will be making this a yaoi if enough people care to read it. I'll try to write more every night… with the exception of the weekends.. and eventually build it up to a lemon. Thank you for your patience. It's very much appreciated. =]