I'm sorry i haven't posted awhile. you now motivation, inspiration... those big words have eluded me constantly. seriously they're hard to round up. Anyway here's another chappy just to show I haven't fallen off the world or spontaneously combusted yet. I have lost my mind though. If you see it drop me a line okay?

Disclaimer: Disclaim what officer? I haven't stolen any Hellsing paraphernalia nor pawned them in any shop.

------- Chapter 25 Sex and Blood... Not Tonight Dear

Finding out that Walter was once the Angel of Death, she drew him a portrait of him in the midst of battle surrounded by the fallen enemy and whipping his sharp wires all around him like a deadly ribbon cutting the very smoke in the air. He had no words but she could tell he liked it when she presented it to him in the kitchen. For Captain Bernadotte she painted him with his favorite actress fawning over him in nothing but a short uniform skirt much like Seras wore. And to be honest Kat added minute details so the actress took on a 'Police Girl' air for she knew Pip held some affection for her.

For the elder vampire as well as for herself, she commissioned a four by five painting of him with his glorious black wings holding hers truly in the sky with a large blue moon illuminating the pair. She adorned a white lacy, semi see-through nightgown and he only had black slacks on. The pair stared adoringly at each other as if nothing else existed.

It was very hard to keep him from finding out about her special project but managed until the last day when she finished the edges with paint. He appeared out of nowhere.

"Hey! I'm not done!" She tried shoving him out of the room and putting a hand over his eyes but the stubborn median wouldn't budge. He grabbed her arms suddenly and pulled her tightly to him.

"Very lifelike Katherine. So, you like my wings do you?" He was poking around in her head again and found a very interesting fantasy concerning them. She blushed and smiled at him shyly.

"It's that obvious, huh?" Thinking to him.

"There's still a few hours of the night left. I can make that a reality." grinning deviously and phased the two of them out of her chambers with a surprised look on her face.

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In early January on a lazy evening the No Life King adorned his customary thrown chair. Kat sat leisurely across Alucard's lap fiddling with a lock of his hair. Her feet dangling over the right arm rest. She sat there twirling it between her two figures while listening contently to the ever changing melody of his vampire song. Soaking up her soothing ministrations, his eyes remained closed with a hand resting firmly against the left side of her waist. (Just so you know there were quiet moments between them too!)

"I noticed there is only one chair in this room." Kat thought making idle chit chat.

"Do you wish a chair of your own my queen?" the corner of his lips lift slightly in a smirk.

"Just an observation," thinking mildly "Not that there really needs to be a second one. I rather like the one I'm sitting on right now." Alucard growled pleasingly, his arms tightening around her. Smiling sweetly she turned her gaze to the half full goblet of blood on the table. She felt a might bit thirsty and the glass was out of her reach. 'Well, I can give telekinesis a shot. I need to practice anyway.'

She lifted her free hand as if to grab it and pictured the glass appearing in her hand. It worked but a bit too quickly, a third of the contents splashed into her face from the glass moving too fast from point A to point B. She jerked slightly from the unexpected wetness. Some of it even went up her nose.

Her mate uttered a soft chuckle. "You're getting better. You are not wearing nearly as much as before." A little tug of his hair the only sign of her displeasure at his remark. Her tongue flicked out to lick the red liquid around her mouth. It wasn't nearly long enough to get all that was coating her face. He chuckled again, lifted a right hand to her face, and lovingly licked her neck, cheeks, nose, chin, and nostrils clean of her drink. She giggled and cooed. Soon, not a spot was left on her. She took a sip of the goblet when a provocative thought occurred to her. She took a large mouthful of blood then smacked her lips against his. Worming her tongue between his, he opened willingly and fed him half her portion. Once swallowed, Alucard dove his tongue into her mouth and scoured it in bloody deliciousness. Her tongue did its own excavation. She moaned softly loving the play of tongues when a note of annoyance entered his song. She pulled away and asked.

"What is it?"

"We have visitors." He said. Whoever they were, he didn't like them. She tilted her head as if to listen. In her third eye she detected three individuals coming into the basement with Walter. Her face brightened when she saw their faces. She waited until they approached Alucard's door. Alucard made to open his mouth to voice his displeasure at being bothered when Kat slapped her hand to his mouth silencing him.

The door vibrated with brief rapid knocks. "Nobody's Home!" she cried. The knocks came again bolder this time. She gave Alucard a quick smile before vanishing off his lap.

She reappeared behind the trio. They were about to knock again. "I told you. Nobody's home!" Her three friends, Beth, Roxy, and Rachel, twirled around startled a few seconds before glomping Kat. She hugged back. "It's so good to see you!"

"Kat you gave us a scare. You look great." Rachel said.

"Wow, that is so cool, tele-portation." Spoke Beth.

"That was sneaky but I forgive you." Roxy told her. They hugged again, giggling. Kat's nose twitched with the scent of a virgin, then zeroed it in.

"Roxy!" Kat reprimanded. "I can't believe you. You're a virgin! With all the dates you go on and all the times you told me to find a man. I had no idea!" Roxy stood stunned and embarrassed.

"I, Um, well. I may have never done the deed that does not mean I don't have experience in 'foreplay', Kat" attempting to redeem herself.

"You are tease!" Beth exclaimed.

"Yes I am." Roxy spoke proudly. The rest giggled. Beth moved in front of Kat.

"Kat…I wanna see those pearly whites." She obliged, grinning wide. Beth barely contained herself. She grabbed Kat's cheeks forcing gums to show as Beth inspected her fangs like a geologist inspecting the finest find of diamonds. "My god they're real!"

"Of course they real," Kat confirmed when her friend finally let loose her face. "And no, I am not going to bite you with them just so you can prove others that you met a real vampire." Kat told her knowing her Goth nature. She pouted momentarily.

"Hey where is your hubby? We wanna see him." Rachel wondered.

"He's inside…hiding." She pointed at the door.

"Oh? And why is that?" asked Rachel.

"Oh, He's just a little… Shy…" Kat grinned deviously.

"Kitty Kat, do not put such idiotic things in their empty heads." growled Alucard.

"Alucard, come out here and greet my friends. At least be a gentleman at that." She told him through the door.

"I have no reason to surround myself in annoyances."

"Alucard!" in an angry tone. "Don't be rude. Come out here now or you'll not have me for a month, and that includes my blood."

"You would not be able to hold out that long, my minx." He smiled crudely.

"You wanna bet?" Her friends stared at her confused at her one-sided conversation.

"Let the games begin!" Evil glee flowed into her mind. She slapped her head.

"Oh, god."

"Katherine?" Beth looked worried.

"Oh, ah, telepathy, and he's being an ass." She clarified for them. "We'll see him later. Um, you guys want a tour or something to eat…" The four women meandered up to the main floors of the manor and hung out, catching up on things and such. Walter followed them and served her friends refreshments.

Much to Kat's delight and to Alucard's displeasure, Beth, Roxy, and Rachel were staying for the whole week. Alucard remained cloistered in his chambers for as long as possible avoiding the chatty women. For three days he was incognito except for sending the occasional thought to Kat. The third night he had a mission and told her so while she lounged in the library.

"My master has me on a mission tonight. Do not wait up for me." He said.

"Why should I? Have fun, Love." she replied, pretending disinterest.

"It would be more fun with you, Katherine," Dripping desire of his words echoed into her head and warming her insides. She clenched hard at a couch pillow willing herself to ease her lusts. "Oh, well at least I'll have a respite from those boring mental cases. Why you consider them friends is beyond me."

"Go away Alucard!" She yelled at him, both angry and hot'n'bothered for him. 'Damn him!' He was gone. 'Its his fault in the first place, and he intends to make me suffer for it. Well two can play at that game.' While he was gone she phased into his chambers. Not having been in it for three days dissipated her scent so she crawled into his coffin and rubbed up all over the velvet bedding, then taking hold of the pillow, she nicked her finger, phased it into the pillow's center, and deposited the drop of her irresistible smelling blood into it. She did the same thing with his coffin bed then left the room.

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It was nearing sunrise when Alucard returned. It was not as refreshing as he had expected. Quite the opposite in fact. He was dispatched at an abandoned old mall where three male freaks had made home. The three particularly disgusted him as all three were too effeminate in nature. One was in pink drag, while the other two wore high heels and cheep gaudy jewelry borrowed from the shoe and costume departments. It was the one in drag he wanted to kill the most for the 'tinker bell' found Alucard attractive. The freak kept flirting with him as it narrowly avoided Alucard's bullets. He dispatched the other two quickly enough, but the third damn wispy freak eluded him for hours inside the massive mall. At times it would use the mall's intercom system to taunt him.

"Pretty Red, I'm not mad that you want to kill me. You are just so adorable when your angry." It's lilting voice echoed through the empty building. Alucard shot at every wall speaker he saw.

"Face me like a man you nauseating excuse for a biped!" Alucard roared.

"Like a man? Oh, honey I'll let you be on top." It said huskily through the few remaining speakers. The vampire snarled shooting the last speakers to bits.

Finally he had the freak cornered in a furniture department. The last thing it said was "Be gentle," while fingering his blond wig.

'Fat chance,' shooting the freak upward, from crotch to head, dividing him in two before he poofed into dust.

Alucard left, wanting only a nice long undisturbed rest in his coffin.

But that didn't work out so well. Once giving the report to Integra, he phased directly into his coffin planning to blank his mind and snooze the day away. Instead, the scent of his beloved permeated his nose. It did calm him a bit from the nights events but it also aroused him. Thoughts of her thighs clinched tightly around him while he pumped his full length inside her would not go away. It was odd, he didn't have much problem the last three days. Why now? He even smelled her blood close by. He shifted awkwardly on the velvet bedding and decided to remove all clothing. Without them it was very evident he needed to 'impale' something. Something like his mate, but if he went to her now with this want he would be admitting defeat and that he would not, would never do. Alucard could hold out a few days longer. He just had to break her first. Have her come to him, begging for release. Yes, he smiled to himself with devious thoughts. He phased to his other bed hoping the scent of her was weaker. Nope, it was exactly the same, but he bared it. Trying to sleep.

The next evening he awoke nose buried in a pillow curiously scented like his mate's blood. Rising a suspicious eyebrow he tore open the pillow to find a spot of red at its center. 'Clever girl, but she walks on dangerous ground.' He summoned his clothes and went to look for her.

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"Oh hello, Mr. Alucard." Beth was a bit startled with his appearance though a wall. "I thought you were never going to make an appearance."

"I've reconsidered." layering his voice with a light tremor of seduction. "Miss. Monroe, I am aware that you fancy the 'night life', that you would gave of your life blood to one such as me."

Beth was at a loss for words. He lifted a hand upward and sniffed her wrist.

"Would you care to make a small donation?" he asked. He knew in her mind she would say yes. This strange human was enthralled to have such an experience. Although his hypnotic spell on her helped greatly with that too.

Kat was near enough to overhear the conversation as he knew she would. Kat was seething inside. 'The gall of him!' She knew it was a trap if she intervened but she had to save her friend.

"Beth!" rushing to her side and pulling her away from the blood thirsty bastard then addressed him. "My friends are off limits," hissing. She turned back to Beth.

She shook her head. "Whoa, that was weird."

"That was the hypnotic pull of a vampire. You must be weary of that. Under it one could be drained dry and left dead without knowing it. Alucard here was probably just jerking your chain, but you know how it feels now, the helplessness of it." She explain to her friend who was, she recently realized, had a great misconception about the vampire world.

"Yeah," a bit disillusioned. "I see that now." Beth left the room in thought.

Kat didn't bother to look at him. "What was that all about?"

"Jealous, Kitty Kat?"

"Hardly!" she spat, though deep inside a very small piece of her did.

"To show her the dangers, just as you have explained." He said moving in behind her.

"Right!" arms crossed. He gently placed hands on her shoulders molding his full front softly into her backside. He made sure she could feel his 'discomfort' poke lightly into her back. She twitched minutely at the sensation. Her arousal jumped skyward as he knew it would. He did nothing else and to anyone else it would only look like two people sharing a moment of contemplation.

She remained stock still in defiance. To scamper away would tell him he had weakened her resolve, that she couldn't stand having him near without wanting to jump him.

"By the way loved the gift you left on my pillow. I had many rosy dreams." He said in mild discontent.

In a calm tone that masked her inner turmoil. "I'm glad you did." knowing he did not. 'Oh god. He's right here! How can I resist this man? I want to stroke- no, stay firm. He's been rude to my friends. He deserves a punishment. Think of something repulsive.' She brought up the thought of pork; how it smelled and made her gag; the idea of eating it; and her lost pet friend. She relaxed, back in full control.

Alucard noticed the change and tried skimming her thoughts without success. Her block was up at full force today. 'I have underestimated her will,' mentally smirking. 'She is truly my queen. I will respect her today. Tomorrow, though will be different.' "Until later, my bride." He said phasing elsewhere.

During Kat's next sleep cycle around twelve thirty, Alucard hovered just above her coffin bed. His beloved was sound asleep and oblivious to his presence. Fortunately for him, Kat was not as light a sleeper as he, making it easier for what he was about to do. She was wearing a light green night gown with a low back, and she lay on her side. He slithered into her unencumbered mind to stimulate the beginnings of a dream.

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She stood on top of a widow's walk adorned in a silky, violet, ankle-length night gown. It had a slit cut up to her hips on each side. The top was held up by two strips of silk tied behind her neck. Her loose raven hair fluttered softly in the warm breeze on her bare back. She leaned on the railing, scanning the night sky for something. Kat felt as if she were waiting for someone. Sure enough a being flew across the light of the moon heading for her. Her vampiric pulse quickened. It was her love coming for her. As light as a feather he landed beside her wearing nothing but silk trousers and his magnificent wings. "Alucard, I've missed you." wrapping arms around his neck and smacking lips. All ten digits of his masculine hands glided down her back in feather-light touches. She moaned deliciously into his mouth. He pulled away grinning and whispered huskily in her ear. "How much did you miss me?" His fingers were stimulating something wonderful, or terrible, inside her.

"I want to touch you and be touched everywhere I missed you so much!" cooing back into his ear. He grinned deviously. Things were turning out better than expected.

"Let loose your wings my love, and I shall kiss every inch," untying the bow that held up her night gown. It slid effortlessly down her pale legs. She grew excited knowing how sensitive his wings were. Never before sprouting wings, she was surprised how easily they grew from her back. Not nearly as large as his and a light-grey to boot, she stood nude before the great vampire in the faint moonlight. He hopped behind her and started kissing down her neck toward the adjunct of shoulder blade to wing. She shivered in ecstasy as his lips and fingers traced a path down the arch of her wing. More sensitive than her lips she cried begging for him to take her. "Scream for me. How much do you want me?"

"I want you so bad! My insides ache for you! They are drooling for you, Alucard!" She wanted so bad to turn and jump him then and there but an invisible force held her in place. "Alucard, my master! Must have you now!" She squirmed unable to move.

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Outside of her dream, Kat was panting hard, her thighs twitching as if an insatiable itch existed between her legs. A pair of wings no larger than a dinner plate quivered under Alucard's fingers. He was mildly surprised the dream induced the growth of her wings for she was still early in her development. So much the better for him as he barely applied lips to them. She moaned and cried in blissful torture. It was almost enough to loose himself.

"Alucard, my Master! Must have you now!" She moaned. He released a chuckle just behind her ear forgetting himself. She stilled and opened her eyes. They flicked over to a pair of red eyes before they disappeared. It took a second to register. Her face grew mean. opening the lid she yelled, "Alucard! You blasted son of a bitch! I'll tear your eyes from your sockets!" waving a fist at the empty room. Silence ensued. She drooped too tired to find the sadistic dream weaver and plopped back on her back.

"Ouch!" sitting back up. Looking on her bed and feeling around on it she found nothing that poked into her shoulder blades. She laid back on her back and felt the protrusion again. She groped at her back and found the problem. She jumped out of the bed to the bathroom. Quivering at the discovery, "Wings," she mouthed. With her heightened trepidation they fluttered at her back frantically, freaking her out even more. The movement felt so weird she exited the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Closing her eyes, "calm down. You knew this was a possibility. Just chill. They obviously sprouted in that dream, damn bastard, so I need to make them disappear.' She concentrated thinking of everything possible to bring them back into herself. She tried for thirty minutes. No luck. Kat had never before altered her form and Alucard had yet to teach her such things, and right then there was no way she was going to ask him for help. She should have expected something like this from him, the bastard. She gave up, plopped onto her stomach and dozed off after much trouble.

She wore a tank top the next evening and her three friends gawked at her new 'growth'. she told all that had happened and of Alucard's forced abstinence. The four huddled together to hatch a plan. Most were thrown out but a few sounded promising. Luckily for Kat, Alucard had no interest in reading her friends minds, so they set to work on the first plan which involved Rachel's Polaroid camera. The thing about a vampire's image not showing up on film or in a mirror was a pure myth.

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Alucard popped into his room early that morning after a mundane mission. The scent of Kat's three nosy friends permeated his chambers. His eye twitched, snarling lowly. Nothing seemed out of place, but their scent was everywhere, even on his coffin! 'That's it! I'll scare the souls out of them! I wish I could kill them. No impulsive human messes with my resting place!' He moved through the walls toward their temporary quarters. He was going to terrorize the little bitches and hopefully get some entertainment out of it as well.

He met resistance however trying to get into Rachel's bed chambers. The walls, ceiling, and floor, refused to grant him entry. 'A temporary ward around the room." he mused when he sensed the faint magic tainting the walls. 'Not as stupid as I thought.' Roxy's and Beth's were the same way. Glowering, he floated back down to his chambers.

'What were they doing in my room anyway? Kat scent is not among them. Well, they can't stay in their rooms forever. I will find out. Perhaps his beloved knows what they were doing.' He mentally called out to her only to be met by a blank wall. Evidently she is not talking to him. Letting the matter go for tonight he opens his coffin only to be inundated by pictures of Katherine in various poses, most very appealing. A few contained images of her friends. Several had captions under the pictures.

In one she laid on her stomach on a bed. She had her head cocked to the side, propped up by her arms with her lower legs in the air. Her undersized wings spread wide for his view. The tank top she wore exposed her cleavage. The caption said: "Ahh, don't I look soo cute!" She looked tantalizingly cute.

On another she leaned on a bed post with her hand holding open her unzipped jeans. The caption said: "This is what you are SO NOT getting in the next 26 days!"

In a third she mooned her bare, creamy, soft cheeks at him while she stared at the camera. His tongue hung out slightly. It said "Spank me! Oh wait! You can't." under it.

A fourth one, she had her head hanging over the end of the bed. Her hands clutched the bed posts while her face appeared to be in the throws of passion while 'screaming' "Oh Alucard! My master!" Alucard growled aching painfully in his pants. He couldn't stop his eyes from roving over her other seductive poses.

He tore at the pictures, but they remained stubbornly attached to the underside of his lid. He noticed at the bottom corner of his coffin lid was a charcoal etch of a pentagram with the initials B.M. next to it. Obviously one of the females knew of magic wards. He groaned. The ward prevented him from scratching up the photos, which were attached with crazy glue, and his lid for several days. And only the one who put the pentagram there could remove it. Simmering in rage and pent up sexual frustration, he glided over to his coffin bed which was currently closed. To his great displeasure, it would not open for him. The same magic that kept him out of the women's bedrooms kept him out of his second bed. He roared vehemently into the room. The walls vibrated with his rage and sought out the location of his bride who was in her chambers at this time.

He smacked into the wall encountering yet another barrier.

Katherine, upon hearing the resounding bang from her wall, partially erased the chalk drawn ward preventing the mental communication between them.

"Katherine!" screaming into her mind.

"Not so loud. I can hear you just fine."

"What is the meaning of this? Your posse has intruded into my domain, and…booby trapped it!"

"Huh, I'm surprised they work." thinking thoughtfully. "Well, Alucard, is it any different from you intruding into my dreams and reeking havoc. Because of you I have a pair of baby sized wings on my back that I cannot get rid of. Although I do find them kind of adorable on me, they are awkward and useless. Nor can I leave the manor to enjoy an outing with my friends, whom I know I will not get to see very often." Her voice etched with a calm seriousness throughout her speech and dipped with sadness at the end. "Do not blame my friends for wanting to help me, goodnight, Alucard." She redrew the ward blocking her mind.

The anger Alucard felt dwindled somewhat at his mates words. She was right, mostly. Not that he would ever admit that aloud. Her friends were mortal and she wanted to spend as much time as she could with them. And she was right about his intrusion in her sleep state. Perhaps he did slightly deserve this payback of hers. He didn't have to like though.

He settled down on this thrown chair only to shoot back up. His backside tingled and burned slightly. With a critical eye he found that someone had blessed his chair. His eye twitched. This was pushing it, but he was getting too tired. He settled into the one place he could rest in, the photo-fied coffin

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During a trek down the hallway, Alucard caught her by the tips of her wings. "Yeep!" alarmed.

"Don't move." He ordered. She stilled, not sure what he was up to. He phased the two of them back into his chambers. His finger and thumb caressed over the ridge of her wings. It immediately loosen her tense muscles and she nearly slumps against him.

"What are you doing?" She asked semi-dazed. "And how?"

"Its like a pressure point. Now where is the one called Beth?" He asked massaging the thin muscle covering her wings.

It felt so good she shivered and Kat felt like telling him anything. "She's, um, with Roxy, Rachel, and Seras having a night on the town with some of the soldiers. I wanted to go but I'd be missing you and your dark sexiness, hmmm." She hummed softly to nothing in particular. "What… are you… doing?" feeling numb all over like she was drunk.

"Dark sexiness?" smirking. "Tell me I am your sex god, and that you want to be ravished everyday in every way."

She couldn't help herself even though a part of her protested him putting words in her mouth. "You are my sex god and I want you to ravish me everyday in every way."

Satisfied for the moment, he moved his hands to her neck like he was holding a prized vase, his thumbs massaging her nape. With the extreme relaxation of her body the wings shrunk back into her body without a trace. Comprehension returned to her brain, blinking several times. A hand went to her back to inspect the lack of wings. "Whoa, they're gone, and, what did you do to me?"

Smirking, "You became putty in my hands. Your delightful little bat wings couldn't hold shape by your completely relaxed body."

She frowned at being manipulated so but was thankful none the less. "I suppose you want the wards removed. You'll have to wait until she returns, but I don't think she'll be coherent enough when she does. She and the others plan to drain London of its alcohol." She chuckled sitting down on Alucard's thrown chair.

After a few seconds her mirth drops, her eyes widen dramatically, and she screams loudly in agony. Alucard yanks her out of the chair into his arms. By the shock evident in her face and in her mind he knew she wasn't aware of the tampered chair. Her whole backside, bottom, and underside of her arms burned black and seeped rivulets of blood down her legs and onto Alucard's clothes. He held her protectively close while her skin slowly healed back up.

"What the hell is wrong with your chair???" Her arms wrapped around him tightly. The pain was dissipating quickly.

"It's been blessed, repeatedly, which is why the reaction is so strong." He said.

"Who the hell would bless your- oh." she groaned. "Rachel! Idiot!" rolling her eyes.

"Finally we agree on something." he said smiling. With the scent of her blood assaulting his senses, made his head lean into her neck.

"I'd forgotten she's an ordained minister. I'll have a talk with her, after the alcohol wears off. She definitely went too far." Kat stretched and twisted in his arms testing out her healed flesh. Patches of clothe were completely gone from her jeans and tank top. Luckily though they stayed on her body. Her innocent movements against Alucard aroused him considerably. He growled lowly in her ear and licked teasingly at the appendage. She sighed feeling something nice after several minutes of hurting. He pressed her body tighter alongside his aroused one. Moisture pooled into her thighs. She instinctively rubbed up against him in need. 'Oh, he's so hard now I can almost taste him. Oh god, I'm getting perverted.'

Her mind currently an open book Alucard asked in his velvety deep voice heavily coated with yearning. "Do you ache to be ravished now, beloved?" he gave one good thrust against her tummy and nipped a sweet bite at her ear.

She whimpered and nearly broke down then and there. She nearly cried out "yes!" and to hell with it. She nearly tore off his duster from the back. She nearly took her tongue up the side of his throat. She nearly begged Alucard to drink her dry just so she could feel his fangs charge blissful electricity throughout her body.

But something stopped her; a knock on the door. Walter entered a second later carrying Alucard's meal. Her mind reinforced her resolved removing her arms from Alucard and putting a little distance from him.

"Katherine?" setting the pail down. "What has happened to your clothes?" he asked generally worried.

She gasped, flipping around to hide her bare skin. Unfortunately Alucard now had full view of her fleshy cheeks and backside, plastering on his Cheshire grin.

"I, um, the chair-" she started.

"One of her idiot friends blessed my chair and she sat in it." he spoke as if he was not the least bit affected by Kat. "Walter could you remove the blessing please."

"Ah, of course. Katherine your meal is already in your room."

"Thank you Walter." As casually as she could walked out of the room.

Walter, flickering a quick look at the elder vampire, set to work removing the blessing. Walter allowed himself a small smile. It was not hard to notice Alucard current 'state' when Katherine left the room. He was very much aware of the 'battle' those two were playing at. He wouldn't be a very good butler if he didn't. In fact there were even bets going around on how long either one can hold out and who will cave in first. That just shows one that there isn't much fun to do around here. The old retainer knew they couldn't hold out much longer and if he were the betting sort he'd put his money on Katherine. Alucard stood sipping his meal when Walter was finished damning the chair back to normal. "Evening Alucard." and left the room.

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