A/N: Had fun with this one, ok to be fair I had fun with the next 4 chapters too! Lots of things beginning to happen and we're getting sooo close to Kumaju, and thats where the REAL fun begins!

As always R&R, the more I get, the more I will post! :D

Disclaimer: I dont own Hellsing or Any of its characters (sadly)

It was just before midnight when the wheels of Hellsing's private jet lifted up from the runway at Heathrow airport, it was the start of a three-leg journey to Kumaju. London to New York, New York to San Francisco and then on to Kumaju. All in all it added up to a great many hours spent in the air.

This was of course no consequence to Alucard, he enjoyed the luxury and indulgence of flying.

Sipping on a glass, which was filled with a mixture of blood and a vintage merlot, Alucard leaned back into his large (and oh so comfortable) chair. His gaze shifted to the window where he could see the glistening lights of London retreating away, although his keen eyesight allowed him to view the city as if he were still at ground level.

The jet was well equipped, very well equipped.

It was a heavily customised Boeing 737-700ER. The main cabin was split into two sections, the front of the jet was designed to accommodate Integra, Walter and up to six others if needed. It was lavishly equipped with large leather seats which would recline and extend out into a single bed when needed. There were tv's for each seat which could be pulled down from the ceiling on a metal arm and they came with over three hundred channels. The front cabin also contained a small bar & kitchenette; a surprising achievement considering the 737 isn't exactly a massive aircraft. The back half of the cabin contained Integra's own office-in-the-sky, complete with a six-seater conference table. Behind that were her sleeping quarters, which consisted of a sleek double bed, side tables and even a walk in shower.

Being the head of Hellsing certainly had its perks.

Alucard rested quietly for quite some time, sipping on his drink, allowing his mind to wander.

Integra had retired for bed as soon as she was on the plane, Walter was up with the pilot and he usually slept in the cockpit as well, just in case he was needed urgently. Seras was sitting across from Alucard, her face scrunched up in deep concentration as she attempted to play some sort of game on her phone.

'Such a curious creature' Alucard thought to himself, 'So easily amused by such little things, and yet you can never pick up on what's right in front of you.'

He cast his thoughts back to that night, the night where she had entered his mind. How much had she seen? There must have been some level of emotional transfer; otherwise the mental link would not have been strong enough to begin with. Yet she had said nothing to him.

Perhaps she was afraid to do so? It would not surprise him; if you looked Alucard up in a book the words 'warm and approachable' wouldn't be found anywhere in the description.

Anyway, why should he be? Emotions do nothing but muddy the mind and give you something to lose in the end. Alucard knew all too well about the latter.

Still.

Whenever he looked her way, Alucard found himself feeling less melancholy, if only a very little.

He was fond of the Police Girl, there was no denying that, and protective of her; this was natural, he sired her and it was instinct.

But this other feeling…

That was far more complicated.

She was attractive. No, that was an understatement; she was positively delicious in his eyes. A more desirable form could not be found even if he searched for a hundred years. The moment he first laid eyes on her, bleeding to death in the woods, Alucard knew she was beautiful. But that wasn't the reason he turned her, he saw something in her that night, something he knew nobody else would ever notice. Her soul was dark, not with evil but with pain; her sorrow called out to him like a siren. He had felt an unnatural desire to help her, to free her. It just…happened, something on a subconscious level connected him to her, and then he offered her the night.

And she accepted his gift, his gift of darkness. He had given her the choice and she chose willingly, unlike most virgins who fall victim to lesser vampiric scum.

As he drank he saw pain, he saw sorrow and he saw death; but beyond all of that he saw a burning desire to survive.

'Seras Victoria, the little fighter…'

"Hm? Did you say something, master?"

"Huh?" Alucard turned to see Seras staring at him.

Surely not?

"I thought I heard you say my name, sorry I was getting pretty into that game so I'm not surprised I didn't hear you, heh heh."

"Hmph, you should get your ears checked."

"Meanie!"

"I'm not the one hearing things am I?"

No, I'm just not keeping my cursed guard up when I should be.

"Whatever master." She shrugged, obviously used to his retorts by now.

"I suppose that's how you're going to pass the time during this flight?" Alucard asked, pointing a finger to her phone.

"Well for now, sure. I might watch a movie or something later."

"I see."

"What about you master? How do you pass the time?"

"I like to think about things."

"Oh…like what?"

"None of your business" Alucard snarled, but he quickly stopped at Seras shied away.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy master" She whined.

"It's alright Police Girl…you see…I was thinking about this little trip we're going on." He lied; there was no way in hell he'd start that conversation without an escape route, and the only option was jumping out of a flying aircraft…over the ocean.

"Oh…"

"I find myself…looking forward to it."

"Oh?!" Seras' face lit up. "Really master?"

Alucard chuckled at her childish response, "Yes I'm looking forward to it. It's all a novel experience for me, indulging in human activities proves to be most entertaining…besides you did buy me all of those clothes to wear. It would be a shame to not have a good reason to put them to use."

"You sure master?" She asked, turning a little red. "I-if you don't feel like it you don't have to."

"I have to. Sir Integra ordered us to dress like normal humans, remember?"

"Of course!"

"You really are forgetful."

"You really are mean!" Seras stuck her tongue out at him.

Alucard laughed, "Perhaps if you put a brain in that pretty little head of yours I wouldn't need to be."

"Please master! My good looks aside I'm very smart, thank you" She giggled. "Wait…you think my face is pretty?"

Aha, got you Police Girl. At least he could have some fun teasing her.

"Actually I said your head is pretty, but yes your face in particular is indeed so." Alucard's grin widened as he saw her face colour. "Does that surprise you to hear me say that?"

"Well…it..it surprises me to hear you pay me any kind of compliment!"

Oooh, good escape.

"Oh your words burn me Police Girl."

"Uh huh, like flame burns a rock."

"Such snappy retorts Seras, I do believe you're learning some proper wit."

"Well I have you and Walter to thank for that." She replied with a laugh. "Speaking of which…"

She moved over to sit on the other recliner next to Alucard and leaned close to him, a little too close for his comfort, but Alucard ignored it.

"I was speaking to Henry, the driver" She whispered. "…guess what?"

"We're the only two people in this cabin", Alucard whispered sarcastically whilst trying to stop her from leaning any closer. The feeling of her breath on his neck was one distraction he did not need right now. "You don't need to whisper, idiot."

"Whatever…anyway, Henry said he knows somebody on Kumaju, an old friend of Walters."

"So?" Alucard asked bluntly.

"An old lady friend of Walters." Seras smirked. Alucard arched an eyebrow at her.

"Did Henry happen to mention said lady's name?"

"Amelia, he didn't give me a last name."

"How interesting," Alucard chuckled, though he wasn't surprised. In his youth Walter courted many a lady, he was bound to cross paths with one eventually.

"Do you think we should…you know…tell him?" Seras asked excitedly.

"No. I think he should find out for himself…" Alucard replied, noting Seras' crestfallen face, "…besides, it might help them rekindle a long extinguished flame. Two people on a tropical paradise, beautiful scenery…maybe some romantic dinners. I'm sure the old man still has it in him, so long as he doesn't slip a disc."

"Master, that's probably the nicest and the naughtiest think I've ever heard you say!" Seras beamed at him with a toothy grin.

"I can be…kind when I want to Seras." Then an idea struck him, "Who knows…maybe I'll treat you to a nice dinner?"

"W-what…I mean, really?" She asked, wide eyed in astonishment.

"Why not?" Alucard purred, oh how he enjoyed teasing her. Never mind that it was just as much torture for him. He leaned towards her a little so their eyes were a few inches apart. "Maybe I want to be nice for a change."

"I...er...well...you..umm...ok!" Was all Seras could muster in between incoherent stuttering. Alucard could sense her apprehension, but he could also sense her body reacting to him being so close; secretly, she liked it. Sweet heavens above...he liked it too.

Well...I'm stuck in this situation now. Might as well make some fun of it.

"Whats the matter Seras?" He cooed, "Afraid of having dinner with me?"

"M-ma-master, of c-course I-I'm not afraid." She whispered, as if there were people listening in on the conversation. "It's just that...well...I've not really been taken out to dinner...for...a while...and you're..well..."

"Well?" He asked, edging gently closer until the tip of his nose was within a hairs width of hers. He could feel her breath mingling with his own, and that perfume, that damned scent of hers was dangerously close to overriding his senses completely.

"Ahh..." She whispered, with a longing shudder.

"Well?"

"You're...a little...old fashioned?"

What?

"What?"

Before Alucard could completely register what exactly had happened there was a flash of platinum and then Seras was on her feet, a very Alucard-like grin on her face.

"Gotcha master!" She piped before running off down the aisle of the plane, "I'm going to check up on Walter and grab some blood!"

She was gone.

Alucard was dumbfounded.

Did he?

Did he just get beaten at his own game?

Surely not.

A/N: OUCH! Alucard was the one being played by Seras for once? But where did this sudden, flirtatious outburst come from? Stay tuned and you'll find out! ;)