Declaimer: Do I really look like I own Hellsing?

This I wrote during summer school, because I was all done.. and.. yeah. Then, summer came and went, and I went back to the library recently to pick up my schedule for next year and look what was sitting there on the computer . Un touched, un messed with, and more unbelievably so, undeleted. Just... waiting.

Rated for being a Hellsing fanfic, come on.

Also, it follows the manga. Because of characters. Yeah.

Lastly let me stress to you all this has NO PLOT ONCE SO EVER. Does anything I write? Not yet xD This is just a romantic fic for all you fan girls who want to go awww over sadistic, snappy, pessimist AxI luff :D

Long because I was on a roll apparently xD Other chapters wont be so long

My master is angry again.

She's been angry for a while.

And, its my fault. Or, I think it is.

It was all fun really. My chyld was bored. I was bored. The mission was over with, and we were left all alone, stuck in the overrun concession factory, waiting for the backup to come and pick up the rest of the troops. I could have made it out easily, so could the Police girl. But, since the last time we left the troop alone, half of them ended up getting injured on a second attack. I sensed it yes, but, hey, they are trained to do that sort of stuff, right? And in Seras' and mine disappearance, it was obviously our fault.

Obviously.

My master has a bad temper, always had. Well, no, not really. Feisty was more like it. Headstrong. Not bad tempered. Only around me was she bad tempered.

And, finding me hovering over a chocolate syrup covered chyld of mine set her off.

It was all in good fun, again.

Well, that's what I told her. Tried to tell her. Couldn't tell her, as she chewed me out right there in front of the entire fourth division.

And so now I sit.

In my room, feeling much nostalgia about being 'sent to my room to think about it'. That's not what she said, but it felt like it. What she did say was get the Hell out of my sight. Which, meant, go to your room and think about what you've done you bad, bad dog.

And, I've been here for about three nights now, and I still cant figure out what it was I did wrong, exactly...

She had been angrier than I've seen her in a long time, the moment her icy blues laid eyes on the happy little scene, I knew that it was good we didn't leave the troop behind.

It might have taken that much to get master off of us.

Good thing she has lots of self control.

"Master Alucard, are you in there?" Came the smooth, soft voice of the manor butler.

No answer.

'Well, isn't this just fine. How am I supposed to open the door with all of this...' thought Walter, staring at the reinforced door, his hands full with a tray of bloodwyne and crackers...

''Go'way old man..." Came the equally smooth but much deeper voice from the other side of the door. Walter straightened up at that, left eye twitching. Old man was he now?

And that's when the kicking started.

Now, the dungeon halls of the Hellsing manor had all sorts of different twists and turns, the reinforced walls meant to be a bunker incase of attack winding and enabling someone to access almost anywhere in the house if one knew where to go. And, of course, sound also traveled very well down there. Seras had been that unfortunate one, sent by Integra to load some supplies down in the basement. It wasn't a hard task for her, no, but, it had been the 7th task she had been assigned that half hour... And she had done it, passing the usual hired work to do this sort of thing on lunch break... at 9 am. She had been on Integral's S list ever since they got back... And she could understand why. Or, at least, she thought she did.

Sitting down on the crate of ammo with a sigh, she pulled out a hanky from her pocket, wiping off her face with it. It had been just a spur of the moment thing really. An impulse. Her Master could be very... persuasive. At times. And that was one of them. She was still a virgin, probably would remain one for a while. Her Master had been teasing about that for a while, that she should have come to him the moment she was a vampire to take care of it. That virginity didn't matter anymore. But, the thing was, it did. To her. In a way, she felt special because of it. Special... But, even special people have needs too, right?

Well, he understood that. He did, and with the chocolate syrup, and the two hours they had to kill, and the throbbing warmth in-between her legs...

You can see where this was going.

And nothing happened! Nothing... Nothing serious, at least. Too serious. She still had her virginity in tact, Master got a taste of chocolate, and Integral...

Integral got a popped hernia, by the looks of it. Not only did her yelling take up the two hours they had to kill, it took up another one after that. And, after that, the usual 30 minute flight home seemed like 6 hours, with her icy eyes on me... Searching me... She was angry. No, well, that was a gross understatement. She was livid. Even that didn't describe it.

Seras was deep in thought, about how Integral must have feelings for Master, when there was a sharp thud coming from somewhere in the halls. Seras perked up, blinking in the pure dark. It didn't hinder her vision the least, but, she was still always uneasy in the depths of the manor. It was coming from somewhere in the upper level... And, there it was again. And again. She slowly slid off the crate, and crept forward out of the room and into the hall.

There we go, the product of what should be an hours worth of geometry study xD Hope you like it, this got me in the mood for more of this writing, and will be working on it for a while :D