This is my story about the woman who may have been Integra's mother. : O
I know right? So this is not about Integra and her father. It's about a whore, as Arthur was quite the Womanizer, that he sleeps with, gets preggers and father's a child with. Not necessarily in that order, but one would hope so. Anyway, I digress. Please Enjoy this first Chapter (Oh yes,chapter. Which is a dirty word for me.)! And don't forget to Review. I will love you for it.
Disclaimer: Hellsing and related characters are not mine.
She stood perfect to him. Dark skin and light hair. Arthur smoothed his own hair and suit as he approached her in the darkness. She was tall, with long legs that stretched to forever. Arthur Hellsing approached her like he was stalking prey. This woman that he had seen on the street corner many a time. He liked the look of her and he wanted to have her. She was beautiful like a woman and not like a whore.
"Good Evening, Miss,"
"Bugger off, unless you have money." She told him and frowned in his direction. She pulled from her purse a cigarette and was searching for her lighter when Arthur leaned forward with his own. He lit her cigarette, which was a chivalrous as he would get.
"I have money," he told her and tilted his head in her direction. A nod of polite nobility and carefree youth. Arthur had both. He smiled at her and she relented then, smiling back.
"Right, what's your name then?"
"Arthur…Arthur Hellsing," he told her and he looked her up and down with eyes that only wanted and did not hunger. He drank her in. She shone in the lamplight and the dirt. He wanted to give her so much in that moment and he didn't know why.
"Arthur? That is quite the gentleman's name isn't it?" she turned to him and took a step forward, heels clicking on the pavement. "And Hellsing? What sort of name is that?"
"Dutch, actually. My grandfather's," Arthur said and smiled at the girl. "What is your name, Miss?"
"You may call me whatever you like," she said and smirked. She spoke like a lady which threw Arthur for a loop. She was educated, unlike most of the whores that he encountered. She spoke educated and stood educated. She was smart and he liked that about her already.
"No, no. You're real name, please?"
"Integral…"She whispered and looked at him, a bit embarrassed. It was a strange name and he looked thoughtful about it a moment before speaking about it.
"What like the word? As in necessity?" Arthur asked, perfect eyebrow quirked.
"Yes. Shut up. I'm not going with you now. Not if you're only going to make fun of me," She blushed and turned away from Arthur. Her hair swept behind her in a perfect light brown wave. He could smell fruit from it as she spun around. He chuckled and walked up to her, taking her by the arm and turning her around.
"Well, right now you're an integral part of me," he told her with a soft smile. "Integral."
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Integral stood arms crossed in the great hall of Hellsing Manor. Arthur walked around her and began up the steps. He stood on the first step and looked at her. She wore a mini-skirt and fishnet stockings. Her top was almost see through. He smiled at her and held his hand out to her.
"Would you like to take a bath?" He questioned her as she took his hand and he led her up the staircase.
Integral frowned at him. "What do you think I'm dirty?" she asked and he smiled at her that dashing smile.
"No, of course not. I was just trying to help you relax," he gave her that distinguished nod again and let go of her hand, opening the door to his bedroom. It was large with only a few assorted pieces of furniture to show that someone occupied it. The bed was large and high and Integral wondered for a moment if she would even be able to climb into it.
Then, Arthur scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed like a bride. Integral gave a cry but it went unheard by the Hellsing Director. He smirked at her and lay her down on the bed, gently kissing her as he did so. She tasted like fruit. The same as she smelled.
Arthur realized then that he needed her. She was Integral. She was beautiful and charming. She was soft and smart. She was necessary and he needed her. So, on that night he took her and she, for lack of much else, took him back.