Author's Note(s): LoL This was a fun and cute chapter to write I felt. I do so love da fluff. X3

And don't worry, I'll get around to updating my non-slash version of this as soon as I'm done with this one or get to a point I feel it'll be workable.

"Well, well," said he, as he stroked his hair down on his head. "Who would have thought it?"" ~Hans in Luck.

"Not a Toy"

Meanwhile, off in front of dear William's room, Alucard chortled lightly as Will fussed softly and shifted slightly in his sleep; snuggling closer to the vampire whose cool, undead body actually offered comfort to the sweet snowflake.

A white gloved hand reached up and combed through the soft umber tresses in slow, soothing strokes that helped to placate whatever torment the agitated agent was experiencing.

Alucard couldn't help but to appreciate the lovely liaison curled up in his lap, clutching the front of his red trench coat and resting his cheek against the vampires shoulder.

He could feel the warm little puffs of breath, and the halflings body heat, soaking through the fabric of his clothing where he held Will in place. It had been some time since he'd held anyone like this, the No Life King thought idly as he watched the other sleep.

Having gotten quite lost in watching how those pale pink, full lips parted ever so slightly to mewl quietly again, and how those long, dark eyelashes fluttered when Alucard stroked his hair consolingly. Or when those delicate features crinkled almost in a pouting manner when Will furrowed his brow at whatever was bothering him.

Being a supposed monster and basically hellhound of Hellsing, he knew he was probably being a sentimental or even a weak fool for allowing himself to treat this halfling so kindly, but he could care less about what anyone else thought, so long as he got to enjoy the pleasure of the young Hellsing's company.

It just came so easily to the undead soldier to desire the closeness of the angelic agent, that it was rather startling in a lot of ways to him. And at times he questioned his own actions and thoughts, but in the few weeks that William had been at Hellsing…

No… Since the very moment he arrived, Alucard had been drawn to him in the most peculiar of ways. Not just because of the halflings ethereal beauty or scent, or even the alluringly heavenly virgin blood that flowed through his veins; which alone is certainly tempting. It was something else…

Something about the unpredictable umberets very essence that called to him and clawed at his own in ways that even Alucard knew he would've been a fool to ignore. It was strange and rather new to the No Life King that he could feel that way about someone, or even feel at all really.

But whatever it was, it was causing the vampire to steadily see the other as more than just a worthy adversary, no matter how Alucard tried to shrug the preposterous notion off, and think that all he craved from the attractive agent was battle and blood.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Alucard?" Demanded the harsh, even voice of the one and only Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. He had been so lost in pleasantly surreal thoughts as he gazed raptly upon Will, that the vampire hadn't even noticed her presence.

Looking up at her as if from a dream, Alucard couldn't help the lazy smirk that played on his pale lips. "Isn't it obvious? I'm protecting him, as per your orders, Master." He told her as casually as if the whole world knew.

Integra internally gawked for a moment; having only ever seen the vampire exhibit such care and tenderness when they'd first met and when he was carrying his newly sired fledgling Seras.

Oh there were a few other instances mind you, but none like the one she beheld when approaching the two of them. Integra had never seen the warmongering psychopath so… content. It was a bit baffling really. "Those were only until the mission was over. You know that." The woman countered coolly.

"Was it now? Hahn, my mistake." Alucard replied with a leisurely feign of ignorance and a small smile as he turned his sights back to the blue clad beauty in his clutches; reaching up a finger to play with a stray lock of hair that had fallen across William's forehead.

He chortled in that low, rumbling way of his when he saw how the action made the stray strands tickle the umberet, and caused Will to turn his face and bury it in the vampires shoulder to try and get away from the offending tress.

Integra rolled her eyes. "He's not a toy, Alucard." She chided with her arms folded neatly over her chest. Wondering why of all the vampires in the world, she had to end up with the unstable and unpredictably eccentric and childish one.

"I think that's a matter of opinion, Master." The suave servant was barely listening to her, which irritated the woman, as she found it a bit rude. "Henry." She said, and upon doing so, caused the brunet to pop up from where he'd been hiding behind her. "Y-yes, Mum?" He asked respectfully.

"Take William and put him to bed. I've had enough strangeness and disobedience for one evening." The one eyed Hellsing ordered firmly. Henry hopped to attention and for some reason gave a comical little salute, before cautiously creeping toward Alucard like one does when trying not to get noticed by a hungry beast.

"Boo." Alucard said as his eyes snapped up to look at the bumbling brunet who dared to come and take his playmate from him. "Eiyeeeh!" Henry almost fell backwards as he tried to bite back his scream, only for it to end up coming out funny.

The vampire gave a derisive snot as he went back to watching Will and basking in the pleasantness of the situation. "Alucard." Integra reprimanded; a sternness to her tone that he knew meant an order was coming if he didn't oblige.

The hunter childishly refused to give in so easily though; the arm he had cradling Will tightening instinctively as he shot the butler a warning look like a war dog daring a dumb human to try and take away its favorite chew toy. And oh how Alucard could be childish when he wanted to be.

Henry wasn't dumb enough to try without backup though, and gave a pleading look to Sir Integra for help. She shook her head and face palmed. "Give William to Henry, that's an order." The butler gave her a thankful look.

Alucard all but snarled as he sneered at the butler; not wanting the ball of nerves to touch the slumbering sylph of an agent, much less end up accidentally fumbling up and dropping him or something.

"Let me do it." The hunter stated more than asked; looking up to his master placidly. "Unless you rather he end up like so many of your cups." Alucard edified almost tauntingly, as he reminded her of how Henry was prone to dropping and breaking things. And she sweat dropped for a moment at not having thought of that.

"Oh, very well!" She huffed and then went into William's room and turned to shoot the smug vampire a sharp look. "I welcome you into this room." Alucard rose up elegantly from his seat with William, and briskly stepped over the threshold with a grin like he'd just been let inside of a freakin' blood bank on donation day.

"Now set him down." Integra ordered with her finger tapping on one of her arms; beginning to lose her patience with the over five hundred year old child her servant could be. With his telekinetic powers, he folded back the blankets and then took care in laying the unconscious umberet down.

That smug smirk he'd worn upon getting invited in softened the instant his attention turned back to William. Alucard paused and lingered over the halfling; hardly a foot of space between them as crimson eyes flitted from pouty lips to the creamy skin of that slender neck when Will shifted to get comfortable.

The umberets head falling to the side almost invitingly, as the angelic agent gave a small protesting moan at the loss of physical contact that he'd had with the cool comfort that Alucard had offered, as his fingers slid sleepily from the folds of the aristocratic vampires trench coat.

Integra face palmed as she derisively thought it was no wonder monsters were always trying to freaking eat her nephew, if that was how he behaved in his sleep around quite possibly the monster of monsters himself. Nor was it surprising anymore to her that Alucard was bloody basking in it all; cheeky bastard…

Thinking that the No Life King had ogled and molested poor William enough for one night, she cleared her throat to snap him out of whatever hazy trance he'd fallen under. "Alright, then, he's in bed." She began, seeing how Alucard seemed to be ignoring her again; whether conscious of it or not.

Though in truth he was only just. Alucard was having too much fun playing with the responsive halfling; knowing one often received the truest responses when a person was asleep, and was finding that testing the theory was quite fun so far.

He really had no intention of leaving, at least not until it was time for the sun to come up. What the hell else did he have to do? The umberet, whether conscious or not, could keep him entertained until his own sleep beckoned.

Seeing that the stubborn, juvenile vampire was not going to budge one bit, Integra felt she had no alternative in what she did next. "Alucard, you are hereby unwelcomed from this room." She spoke aloud and with authority.

At first it hadn't really registered what she'd said, but then his eyes flew wide as the protection spell activated, and he felt himself being pulled quite forcibly from the room and from his playmate.

It whipped him out so fast and so harshly that Alucard hit the wall outside of the room with a thud, and he unceremoniously fell flat on his ass. He glowered like a spoiled pouting child up at his master; his expression clearly reading "but I wasn't done playing with him yet!"

Integra waltzed out of the room with an impish chuckle all her own. "You didn't really think that I wouldn't have prepared for something like this, would you, Servant?" She more stated smugly than inquired; pulling the door shut behind her so that the vampire could no longer see Will either.

Alucard rose to his feet looking rather displeased. "Was that really necessary?" He couldn't help asking in a miffed manner; somehow managing to maintain his sophisticated air even after his abrupt ejection from Will's bedroom.

"Were you going to leave him be otherwise?" Integra shot back in much he same tone as she regarded him nonchalantly. The vampire turned his head and gave a disinterested little scoff like he didn't care what became of the halfling that wasn't fooling her.

"I suppose we'll never know, now will we?" Came his rhetorical query as he tried to act aloof on the matter. "Hmm… I suppose we won't." The one eyed Hellsing quipped easily as she turned and left; making a gesture for Henry to follow as the two humans left the vampire to scowl while his master left, before turning his displeased look upon that damn door as if that was going to solve the whole problem.

Well, Alucard supposed on the bright side, at least his master hadn't forbidden him from going near her precious nephew. And though Integra had found it rather unnerving and dumbfounding the way the vampire had gazed upon and treated William, she didn't feel he bore the halfling any ill will as first assumed.

Therefore, unless given a reason, the leader of Hellsing would pay him no mind, as she had developed an odd amount of trust for the eccentric vampire over the years of having known him.

"Go to your room, Alucard." Integra called almost mockingly over her shoulder to him as she walked down the hallway. She smirked for she could feel the glaring pout the brat of a count shot her.

The platinum haired noblewoman found it amusing that she actually had to tell a man centuries old to go to his room as if he were a child. Though, thinking back on what her father had told her long ago about his thoughts on vampires and monsters in general, Integra could clearly see now that in a lot of ways, Alucard sort of was…

And as she continued on through the night darkened halls and back to her office with Henry faithfully in tow, her fathers words rang clear in her mind as if he were there speaking to her.

"Integra, there are many undying monsters in this world. Here's what I wonder when I see them. Do they really desire immortality as their existence? Many of them crave conflict. Gory struggles. It becomes something akin to weeping, longing. Their screams are not born from the desire for combat… but a desire for death. The vampire, Dracula, Nosferatu, No Life King, Count. How many years has that man seen? How many thousands, tens of thousands have had their despair devoured by him? But he has nothing now. No castle, no dominion, no subjects, no lover's heart, not even his own. From conflict to conflict. A revenant who walks on and on and on until everything is gone and completely leveled. You see, to me, Integra, vampires, those dreadful undying monsters who control the world of the night… look like terribly pitiful, pathetic children who might simply break down and cry feebly."

To be continued...

The quote used at the end that was said by Integra's father was taken straight from the Hellsing manga. Personally I loved it and the scene in which it was said. So very full of emotion and fitting. Even in the "Dracula" book written by Bram Stoker, Abraham Van Helsing spoke of how he thought of Dracula as a childish creature and so forth. X3 I think it rather fits with Alucard's character and makes him extra awesome and adorable. Personally, I think he made Seras into a vampire because he felt lonely. But since she has Pip now, he's probably gone back to being lonely and that's why he wasn't originally going to come out from his internal war until William caught his interest. Kuwahahahahah! Enjoy and leave a nice review if you please.