I have recently re-watched Hellsing Ultimate, the Abridged version, and re-read the manga and have fallen in love with the anime all over again. I came here to read some PipXSeras stories because they are one of my favorite ships! I found that there was not as many as I thought and so several stories have been floating in my head I decided to make an account to write them up! For my first submission I have chosen to do a one-shot but if interest exists I may add some chapters to it. My small addition to the SerasXPip fanfic takes place after the war - but before the return of Alucard.
I do not own Hellsing... I wish I did, because there would be a lot more action for our favorite Frenchman and his Mignonette!
UPDATE 9/4/2015: I have decided to continue this little drabble! I am still trying to work out how the story will go because I had not originally planned to continue but will post another chapter soon!
Seras Victoria sighed as she finally slumped into her coffin after another mission was completed. With Alucard still missing from the Hellsing organization her missions had been coming in more and more frequently. This time overseen by Sir Integra herself, or as she had taken to calling her in His absence, Mistress. This mission her Mistress had again been able to find fault in her actions, she had been too slow to dodge away from the blessed holy metal that had been fired in her direction. Their adversary was nothing of note and had been taken down without much of a struggle and yet the question remained as to how they had gotten their hands on such precious metal in the first place. Someone was supplying them and those were the true targets that needed to be silenced. Healing her wounds had required her to drain not one but two bags of the medical blood - something she still found distasteful...
"I would have thought that after having a taste of my blood it would be more agreeable, n'est pas?" She could feel Pip wink as he pulled a cigarette from his jacket pocket and lit it.
"I thought I asked you not to smoke inside of me, Captain," She sighed as she knew she was fighting a losing battle and drug her fingers down her face wincing at the smoke she could taste. She pointedly ignored the question that he had asked. She knew of the feelings that he had for her... or at least she knew of his attraction for her but she still didn't know how to respond to them.
"Ah yes, ma chere, you did... But you must allow a dead man some small comforts," he said as he took a drag off of the lit cigarette. She felt him shift through her left arm and out through her body to sit on the floor beside her coffin, blowing the smoke away from her face. "Better?"
"Better." She said as she moved so that she was sitting next to him, her head leaning down to rest on his shoulder as she fell asleep.
He sighed at the speed in which she had succumbed to her exhaustion, glad that it had enabled him to see this side of her. Not for the first time in his life he wished this time would never end, but he knew that she would find small comfort in sleeping on the floor and so scooped her into his arms and placed her lovingly into her coffin before closing the lid. "Sleep well... mon amour."
