What an elegant neck. It's scarred, but I can smell the blood of an open wound and it makes me hunger even more, my nearly starving body quivering with the delicious aroma. I watch her undress; take off the men's suits. The wind blows her shirt back, she allows the wind to blow the article from her body, and damn, is she striking. She has a marvelous body, luscious breasts and a well-muscled stomach. She slides the rest of the clothes off her delicious body. I watch her slip into bed, between soft sheets. Her magnificence has made me hard. I wait for her to sleep, before slipping in through the window. I slide on satin sheets, damn so easy to glide. I shift over her muttering nothings into her surprisingly scarred ear. She moans softly and I allow my hand to roam over her deliciously nude form. She has large natural breasts, and silky soft tan skin. My fingers lightly rub the column of her throat before I find the artery. I raise my teeth and bite into it, the blood flows into my starving body. I see one word 'innocence' I take what I need and release her, the blood flows down her neck to her shoulders and the satin sheets. I cannot let her die, she is far too beautiful. I slit my wrist and let the blood drip into her partially parted lips. She'll live forever. She lightly runs her tongue over her bloody lips. She mutters one word "Alucard" God, I want to take her. I know from her blood that she's a virgin. I rest my hand on her soft pearl of flesh. I want her so bad but, if I try I'll risk waking her, before I reconsider I flee through the open window, leaving her behind.

I never knew my neck could be so sore. I run my hand over it. I feel the slickness of blood. Oh, God no. I look at myself blood cascades down between the narrow valley amid my breasts, and down my slender abdomen, stopping before my blond hairs of Womanhood. I scream for Walter and Alucard. There is blood all over the bed. Everywhere, It reminds me of Buvanchee's attack.

"What is it miss?" Walter asks.

"Alucard…you…bastard"

"My Master… I cannot do anything without your consent." I look down.

"Then who was it?" I demand.

"I don't know if you don't" he remarks. I feel extremely cold. I have nothing else to say.

"Go Away" I manage enough strength in my legs to head towards my personal washroom. Part of the blood has dried leaving a dirty red stiffness over me. I cannot believe this I did not want this. Because of this bastard, I will never have children. I will never be a mother. I will never know that joy. I will never be warm again. I vigorously wash the blood from my body, I expect my skin to turn red, but it doesn't. I feel cold. I run scalding hot water into the washtub. I let it fill before sliding into the water; temporarily it warms me before running tepid. I can sense Alucard in the room.

"What" I say.

"You are no longer my master, you don't have the blood to bind me"

"Alucard… you are still bound to me for ten years… after that you will be free." I whisper. I don't want to let him go. He's my beautiful dark angel. I want to be with him forever.

"You're not going to let me go, are you?"

"Alucard, why would I want to let you go?" I ask.

"Because I'm too much for you," he rejoins.

"Alucard you have no idea how much is too much, you may not be enough for me, and I'm a big woman Alucard."

"Don't you mean girl?" he asks. He lifts my body from the bath, bloody water drips to the floor. He lays me down on the bed, and straddles me. I had no idea I was still capable of blushing. " I am not a girl anymore, Alucard." I whisper.

"You are still that little girl, unless you pine for me to make you into a woman, Integra"

I manage a soft smile.

"What do you give a No Life King?" I ask

"You tell me"

"A young virgin vampire"

"It's about time" he replies in his haughty voice. I smile and shift under him. His hand gropes my left breast, and all I do is smile. He cups the other with his left hand

"My you're an abundant girl Integra"

"I am no longer a girl Alucard." I remark.

"Then shall I take you? Maiden of the Royal order" he mocks. I arch my back upwards so he can see the fullness of my breasts.

"That's up to you" I whisper as seductive as I can.

"Why leave it up to me? I thought you could make decisions on your own."

"Oh, but maybe I don't want to" I snicker.

"Very well" He replies, lowering his hips and his lips to mine. I make a soft moan as his cold lips touch mine; his tongue licks the softness of my lips, before moving down towards my chin. I raise my hands and wrap my arms around his strong back. His clothes are gone blended into his nebulous being. I arc my back again and it makes him hard, seeing the fullness of my body. I never knew I could have such supremacy over a man, to make him weak in the knees. I gently tug on his hair, bringing his lips back to mine. His lips are astoundingly malleable. I cannot believe that they are that tender. I softly suckle on them; he lets out a low groan. I sit up and a chilling breeze blows through the window, I hardly notice it my body is so cold, his flesh neglects to warm me, I pull a blanket over us and press myself closer to him, burying my face into his upper body. We're both so cold it seems redundant to warm each other. Suddenly the deathly chill begins to bother me and I shiver. I curl into him instinctively wanting him to provide some sort of warmth, but its futile, he feels like frost. He throws the blanket around me, and cradles me in his lethal arms. I curl into him swallowed by the warmth of the blanket. However, I am not thoroughly warmed, only my outer layer the real coldness comes from not what can be instantly remedied, but from scars of betrayal and abandonment, the chilling ness of my soul. It will always be this way, forever and moreover. I will forever be the icy bitch. I push Alucard away.

"Leave my chambers, you monster, I no longer wish for you to be here."

End