Yet another gift for Selene08, because I like her. This is some Girlycard-Walter stuff. SORRY. It's not as fluffy as I wanted it, but oh well. Hopefully you like it anyway.

Hellsing isn't mine.


Sometime in the latter part of 1945 they were, together for the most part. Walter and Alucard. Although, Alucard still looked like a girl. They were both teens in this case, and could rely on each other for teenager things, which was mostly on Walter's part. He was human to the end.

In the basement, on sunny afternoon, Walter sat on Alucard's coffin, a self-satisfied smirked across his young features. Oh, what good could come of this?

Alucard crossed the room in a fleeting moment of effeminate feelings she slapped the youth before her. Walter turned back to Alucard and glared at her.

"Bitch," he told the girl before him. She smiled wide and took the boy by the hair.

"Do not disrespect me, Dornez," she spoke in a hiss and Walter looked up at her. Alucard. Oh, what good could come of this?

Walter took Alucard by her thin wrist and pulled her down to his level. Alucard glared. She held some of her old features. The features of Dracula, but other than that, she was her own person. The Angel of Death leaned into the girl, kissing her on the lips. The vampire bit his lip. Walter pulled away and spit at her. Blood hit Alucard in the face.

"Ah, shall we play this game then? How cocky you are, Angel," Alucard took a seat next to Walter atop the coffin and kissed him again, ignoring the bleeding spot on his lip as it smeared her own. She pressed her lips roughly to the boy's and found that she did quite enjoy his blood. Virgin after all. Such big talk that the Angel had. Alucard could not help herself as a laugh swelled in her throat. She let loose a high pitched girlish giggle much to the disgust of her companion.

"You sound bloody barking," Walter managed and went to wipe the blood from his lip. Alucard, of course, stopped him. She leaned forward, a girlish display if any, and gently took the boy's lip in her mouth. She slid her hand over his, fabric touching skin. Walter pulled his lip from her grasp and took her hand in his own. He took the finger of the glove and pulled it off in one smooth motion. Alucard watched and batted her eyelashes.

"Would you stop that?" Walter demanded and gritted his teeth. The vampire girl before him smiled and laughed again. Walter silenced her with another kiss, taking her shoulders in his hands as he pulled her to him. Alucard smiled and traced the boy's jaw line and jugular. A line down his neck with her fingernail. He shivered and slapped Alucard's hand away. Alucard could not help but laugh again. She leaned into him again and took his lip in her own, tasting the blood that came slower now.

"Oh, Angel, how delicious you are," she smiled and he frowned at her.

"You're filthy," he said and wiped his mouth again. He brought Alucard toward him and began wiping the blood he had spit onto her pale face earlier. She sat quietly and allowed herself to be groomed by the boy, eyes closed.

Probably tasting the air like a snake, thought Walter. He scoffed and finished cleaning up the vampire before him. He stood and began to leave the room, turning to look back at the girl.

She was leaning against her coffin and smiling that crazed smile. She bit her lower lip. Pointed canines revealed.

"Come back again, Walter."