Eleven

Alucard leaned against me as I leaned back. The hand that had been playing with my hair went to the small of my back, and lifted me up like when I first kissed him. First it was soft and slow, but became deep and hungry. We couldn't get close enough, even though we were as close as we could go. I need him, and he needed me.

Alucard nipped a spot behind my ear, and I moaned. Alucard growled and kissed my neck. "I will be back."

And he phased off of me. I realized that his hand had been under my vest and undoing my buttons. I shook my head smiling and buttoned my top back up. There was a knock on my door.

Passing my mirror, I gasped, and did a double take. My neck was covered in hickeys. I groaned as I dug through my make up kit.

"Miss Sarah-Rose?" Walter's voice wavered through the door.

"Yeah?" I said as I put concealer on my neck.

"Sir Integra would like to talk to you."

I suppressed a groan. Yeah, she was my mom, but still. She was probably the one who called Alucard. Looking at my neck, I figured it was good enough.

Walking to my door, I saw Walter waiting on me. I walked ahead of Walter to Integra's office.

Knocking on it, I heard Integra. "Come in."

I came in and saw Integra going through mail. She looked up at me over her glasses. "Sarah, what did you come in here for earlier?"

I spoke with my head held high, so she wouldn't yell at me again. "I wish to go back to school."

The hand that was flipping through the mail froze. Her eyes were wide when she looked up at me.

"You wish to go back to school? Why?"

"I need to be with people my own age." I said as clearly as I could.

She stared at me, then nodded. "I can take care of that. Go take Alucard with you to go get school supplies."

I nodded, then skipped off. I saw Integra shake her head and grin. Seriously, she's bi-polar or something.

While skipping, I almost went right past Alucard. Well, I didn't almost. Would have if he hadn't phased right in front of me. Basically, I crashed into him.

I made a weird sound as I ran smack dab into him, then continued to fall on my ass.

While rubbing my butt, I looked up and saw Alucard suppressing a smirk. "Didn't do what I planned, but worked perfectly fine."

Glaring up at him I held my hand out waiting for him to help. He let out a barking laugh. But he still held out his hand and lifted me up.

Once I was on my feet again, I looked up towards Alucard. Man, I really didn't like the fact he was almost two feet taller than me. He gave me a small smile. "What caused you to run into me, Young Master?"

"Integra said you had to take me shopping for school stuff." Alucard rolled his eyes, but started walking to the garage. "Alucard, does school stuff include clothes?"

Alucard chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. "Let me go ask."

I continued on as he phased away, and walked into the garage. I didn't know what car he wanted to take, so I waited.

When Alucard phased back, I would have ripped the clothes off him if he were close enough. I swear, the things that entered my fifteen year old mind.

Alucard had changed while he had phased, and was now wearing blue jeans, his boots, a black top, and a leather jacket. I also noticed that his usually white gloves were black.

Alucard walked over to the Porsche, and soon realized I wasn't following. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah," I took another moment to look at him before I started walking to the car. That man had a good ass.

"Why thank you for complementing my ass. That's very nice of you." I blushed as I rounded the front of the car, and slid into it. Once again, I plugged in my MP3.

Alucard raised an eyebrow at the song. It began with a banjo, but turned into a cooler country song. You guessed it. Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy by Big 'n' Rich. He turned back to the road when he realized the banjo part wasn't gonna come back.

I was extremely weird, I realized. I wore clothes that seemed to be punk, according to most of my former teachers, (that I strongly disagree to, since I wasn't wearing something like that today) and listened to a huge variety of music. I just wouldn't listen to Michael Feinstein. (A/N Google him. You'll understand. Idk if I spelled his name right)

The next song that came on was just about only piano, except for a few lyrics that I couldn't understand. Watching Alucard and listening to it, it kind of fit him. Complex, but simple. Well, Alucard wasn't exactly simple, but once you knew him, he was simple to understand. Or at least to me.

"What are you thinking about?"

His voice made me jump. "What?"

He looked back at me. "You always get this look when you're pondering something. And it's usually about me."

"Why don't you just read my mind?"

"Because…"

"Because why?" I edged him on.

He sighed. "I seem cruel and heartless. That's because I am. But I was raised to have manners. Just because you women are so confusing, it doesn't mean that I have to read your minds. And sometimes, I'm glad I don't."

I thought about that as he looked back at the road. I saw his eyes flicker towards me, and a grin broke his face. "Besides, I like to see that you admit to thinking about me."

I rolled my eyes at his conceited statement. "Fine. Yes I was thinking about you."

He smirked, and pulled into a mall parking lot. He got out and I followed. We were walking side by side when he growled and took my hand, lacing his fingers through mine. I looked at him, and he was clenching his jaw. I leaned over to him.

"What is it?"

He growled softly before he answered me. "Did you have to wear that?"

I looked down at what I was wearing. "No one told me to change. Why?"

"Someone was having impure thoughts about you."

A smirk touched my lips at his jealousy. "Don't you have those thoughts?"

"Yes," he growled again. "But I have my claim on you."

"Do you, now?" I stopped and pulled away from him. I was smirking. He just looked at me with a straight face. "Do correct me if I'm wrong, but do I not own you?"

This time he smirked and pulled me to him, rapping his hand around my waist. "You remind me of that everyday. Quite a turn on to some men."

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you one of those?"

"Why, you seriously think that because I love torture, I am one of those kind of men?" He grinned wickedly. "Smart girl. Of course I am."

"Come on, let's go buy stuff." I said, pulling him. The mall called to me.

Walking inside, I nearly ripped every girls head off, the way they were looking at Alucard. Well shit, I really was possessive. Alucard grinned again.

We were walking around the mall, first finding all the stores when a blonde woman walked onto the other side of Alucard.

"Hey. We don't usually have the tall, dark, and handsome on sell here. Would you like to come get a drink with me?" That BITCH!

I leaned forward and she saw me. "Sorry, I already bought him and he's non refundable." I smirked as I saw her blue eyes blaze. She had a group of friends a few feet away, and she was getting shot down my a teen. How sad.

"Sorry little girl, but the adults would like to talk now." Her face was hard. "What are you, his little sister?"

I smiled all to innocently, but I knew she saw fire in my eyes. I looked her up and down. Way to preppy for his type. Alucard grinned at what he read in my mind.

"Actually, I literally own him." Her face was shocked, but she put a guard back up again. "Besides, why would he go out with a blonde whore like you, when he can have me?"

She stopped. Then laughed. Humorlessly. "You're actually pretty close to me being a whore, I just don't sleep with every guy I talk to." Her face went straight again. "But you're lying about owning him." Her attention turned to Alucard. "Ditch the girl. She's just a brat that got everything she ever wanted."

I had never in person seen Alucard get so cold. "I'm sure she's gotten less than you. I'm sure you've had a constant family. I'm sure you were never raped and nearly killed multiple times. And it is true. She owns me." He paused, then turned to me, and told me. "You know, she's not a whore." He looked back at her. "She's shit. Dog shit."

I couldn't help the smug grin on my face, and when Alucard looked back at me, he raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Shall we continue, Young Master?"

When we were a few feet away, leaving the woman behind, speechless, Alucard spoke. "You shouldn't grin like that."

I looked up at him innocently. "Like what? I accomplished something?"

"Yeah," His smile was arousing. "It's a turn on."

I smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Just like torture?"

He smirked. "Yep."

I rolled my eyes, and found a store that caught my eye. It was Hot Topic. "Come on!"

Pulling Alucard to the store, I was amazed I didn't rip his arm off. When he didn't walk fast enough, I sighed and slowed my pace to match his. But soon enough, we were there.

I ran and grabbed an armful of clothing, then dropped them in Alucard's arms. Finally, after ten minutes and Alucard holding piles of cloth, I ran to the dressing room.

"Why do you need all of these at once?" Alucard asked as he set all the clothes on the bench and I started to shoo him out.

"Because," I said. "I need to mix and match."

He raised an eyebrow at me before he left the dressing room.

It took me about five minutes to get into one outfit, but I accomplished it. I had on fishnets and a dress that had a corset back and came down to my knees and black combat boots.

Walking out of the room, I posed. Alucard rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Next."

My mouth hung open. "Well, were still going to get it." I stuck my tongue out at him. He got up out of his seat.

"You might want to keep that in your mouth." He said menacingly. "Someone might just bite it off."

I pressed myself up to him. "You cant do that. I wouldn't be able to kiss you, now would I?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You got me there." He leaned down, bringing his mouth to my ear. "I'll just have to bite something else off, now won't I?"

I rolled my eyes and got into the next outfit. It was a black denim skirt and a black and purple zebra print top. I opened the door and leaned against the door frame.

"How's this?" I asked.

"Okay. Better than that other one."

I looked at him, shocked. "I thought you would approve of that one. This one's plain."

He smirked. "Oh, I just don't want you wearing that dress to school. In front of me… different story. It might not make it past a minute."

I grinned and walked back in. That was what most of the day consisted of. Me trying on clothes, over and over again. We also got me a messenger bag, also.

We were going to find somewhere for me to eat, when Alucard grabbed the few bags that I was carrying with his shadows. I looked at him and he phased away. Turning around, I looked at everyone; they were all facing another way.

Even though I expected him to scare me in some way, is still yelped when he grabbed me around the waist.

"Don't do that!" I yelled at him, smiling. I felt his silent chuckle rumble through his chest.

"But why, young master? Did I hurt you?" I could practically feel his smirk.

I sighed. "Well, no, but-"

"Good." He put his hand in my back pocket, and I put mine in his.

Yes, it was very cliché. But you cant help it when the man has a good ass.

He startled me again. "Once again, thank you for the compliment. Your ass is quite nice as well."

I blushed scarlet, looking down. We then went to a place called RUBY'S so I could eat.

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I bit into my burger, and felt all the spices explode in my mouth. Momentarily, I wondered how long it's been since I had a burger.

"Are you sure you don't want something to eat?"

This waitress had a high voice, one that could probably hit high notes perfectly, and had straight black hair. The uniforms were short striped dresses that came to mid thigh. It kind of reminded me of HOOTERS, just puffy dresses instead of shorts. I mean seriously, how low a cut can you go without it being against the law?

Another waitress walked by, and I heard her whisper in her ear. "There together, you dumbass blonde."

She gasped. "I am not a blonde!"

The brunette waitress looked her up and down. "Well, I wonder why you weren't born that way." She grinned. "Or, maybe your hair's dyed?"

The black haired waitress looked down in shame, and I saw (barely visible, but there) dirty blonde roots.

They both walked away, and I kind of felt sorry for her. She seemed like someone who was branded by her genetics. Like how I usually was by my clothes.

"Hurry up."

I looked up and my mouth fell open in shock. Had I not literally just taken a bite?

"What?"

He gave an exasperated sigh. "Do you want to shop some more?"

I opened my mouth to say 'hell yeah', but then thought about it. What else did I really need? I got my MP3, I got a wallet, I got a cell pho- "I need a phone!"

I'm not sure, but I think I might have saw Alucard jump some in his chair at my random outburst. He blinked at me.

"Why must you humans need the latest technology?" He looked at me.

I rolled my eyes, sarcasm rolled off my tongue. "Sorry, we humans haven't met the field of mind reading yet. That should come in the next million years."

He stared at me. And then he laughed. I scooted my chair away some. "Are you alright, Alucard?"

He nodded. "Quite. Just someone's thoughts." I stared at him. "The blonde bimbo is coming to RUBY'S."

I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw together. "What was so funny?"

"She's already hitting on someone else."

Rolling my eyes, I took another bite. When I heard her nasty little voice, I looked back at her. She was clinging to some guy in flip flops. She looked at me, and sneered. I sneered back. He was looking between us.

"Uh, do you two have a bad history?"

I looked at him as they stood waiting to be seated. "I wouldn't call it a history." He furrowed his eyebrows together at my words. "We met earlier when she was trying to get him in bed."

He slowly turned to her, his eyes dangerous. She gasped.

"What? I did not! I asked him to come get a drink with me!" She yelled.

"So you admit it?" The guys voice was cold and cruel. For some reason, he struck me as someone Alucard would enjoy to hang out with.

The bitch looked like a deer caught in the headlights. I grinned to her. "Look at what you got yourself into."

She stared at me. Then she lashed out at me.

A/N:Hello! All my loyal people! I just have a quick question. Should I add a lemon or no? quick review plz! I don't care if it's one word either!