CHAPTER TWO: A Wound that won't Heal.

(Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing or Fruits Basket.)

Shiomi whimpered and looked around, her leg wound driving her mad. She laid down and didn't move, even when Alucard ordered her to get up. "What is wrong with her!?" Alucard hissed. Shiomi whimpered as Hatori knelt down and began to inspect her wounds.

"Akito got you pretty good." Hatori muttered. Shiomi whimpered and yelped as Alucard knelt down and began to suck. Hatori looked shocked and gawked. He felt his stomach heave and watched, about to puke at the sight of Alucard drinking Shiomi's blood.

Later on

Shiomi growled as Alucard came within two feet of her. "What's your problem?!" he hissed.

"You reek." Shiomi replied, her nose wrinkling up a tad bit. Alucard looked at her, incredulous that she even had the guts to complain about his odor.

"You don't like Cologne?" Alucard asked.

"No. Makes you smell like a pimp." Shiomi replied. Alucard looked at Shiomi, very shocked she made the comment.

"You will regret that one." he hissed. Shiomi laughed.

"Oh, really? How will I?" she asked, laughing, which sounded more like a bark than anything. Alucard growled and pinned Shiomi against the wall and began to lick her neck.

"I have my ways." he replied. Shiomi shivered, whimpering slightly. Alucard chuckled. "You like it, you know you do." he hissed. Shiomi quickly escaped, but, not before Alucard saw the flushed look on her face. He chuckled and let her escape. 'Next time, she-wolf, I won't let you escape. You'll be all MINE!' he thought, grinning to himself. Shiomi panted and leaned against the wall. She saw Yuki and didn't know how to take to him. She didn't like him, but, hell, they were family. She just slunk down the wall and sat on the floor. She drifted off to sleep, not knowing what would be happening later on that night.

Sorry that the chapter is so short, but, I promise, the next one will be longer, because I plan a huge fight scene where Shiomi and the rest of the Sohmas meet Alexander Anderson.