Alacard was once again in a bad temper as he moved threw the halls of the Hellsing Mansion, aiming towards Walters office after he had been forcibly ejected from Integra's own office were a sobbing Seres, extremely angry Integra and fuming Maya were all currently residing.
Moving up to Walters door he phased threw it without thinking to knock, and stopped suddenly seeing the scene before him. Walter and Sergeant Field were sitting at Walters desk evidently talking about something while they cleaned guns together, both were now staring at Alacard as he stared back at them.
"Am I interrupting something?" He asked with a smirk his mind picturing sewing circles from the elder days, it was never admitted that even men would be involved in sewing groups in the long winters.
"No, but I was about to summon you, we need to talk." Said Walter as he indicated another chair in the room. Shrugging, mildly amused with the turn of events, Alacard made a show removing his coat and summoning up his own Castle and Jackal with the cleaning kit that Walter had given him.
"Well?" Asked Alacard after a few moments of silent work by the three of them.
"Alacard we need to discuss Sir Integra." Said Sergeant Field looked between the vampire and the gun pieces in his hands before stopping and looking straight at Alacard. The vampire paused, head tilted to the side as he removed his sunglasses, it was no secret that the vampire had high standards for anyone that wanted to be anywhere near his Master.
Sergeant Field had been allowed closer than any man before for both his position in her forces and his natural friendliness towards people, so that as he and Integra had gotten to know each other better, no one had raised voice about it. But now as it was becoming more and more obvious about there affection for each other and people were putting Alacards mood down to having to cope with a new master.
"I know you are protective over Integra," began Field as Alacard remained quiet, "its understandable, I have done my research and I know how you both first met." He pause as Alacard shifted in his seat and raised an eyebrow in question, making Field shrug as he answered "everyone is allowed access to the library and I looked harder than most. I was originally researching other ways to kill ghouls to try and keep my men safe.
"Look Alacard… I want to marry Integra, I want to be there for her and all that crap." Alacard frowned at the mans poor attempt to express his deep love for his Master but Field stumbled on determined, "I'm a man, you're a man, we're all poor at expressing ourselves emotionally. I mean, I could speak like that if I was with her, she makes me want to do all the stupid things you read about people doing while in love!"
There was a chuckle from Walter and Alacard as fond memories surfaced, it was true really, every mans weakness was a woman of the right kind.
"But I don't want to have to fight you every step of the way," said Field firmly once more looking Alacard straight in the eye as silence and tension filled the room. "We need to come to an agreement that when I'm with Integra, you are not involved, you are not to interrupt and you'll please treat me with some respect. At least for Integra's sake!"
Alacard looked him up and down, his Hellsing uniform and army boots, all dedication and service, yes his Master had chosen well. "I will try human, if you can earn my respect then you have nothing to worry about. Hurt her in any way and you'll have no were to hide from me."
There was the silence again of productive cleaning and oiling before Walter spoke up, "well if you two are agreed then I have a suggestion that may help both your cases." He paused for a moment, finishing sliding and clipping a gun back together after his tender ministrations.
"Much better," he smiled as he put the gun down, " yes. I've had to listen to both of you complaining that you are un-sure how to approach and speak to the Ladies of this house. I am now going to personally take it upon myself to educate you both in this area although partly for the sakes of Miss Victoria and Sir Hellsing."
Walter leaned back in his chair and reached for a folder that was in the draw to his left while Alacard and Field looked first at each other and then at the aging retainer. "Did you gain these amazing skills with women while I was asleep?" Asked Alacard with a mix of sarcasm and shock as he pulled his chair closer to the desk to work on his next gun.
"You may laugh but I was never short of female company when I wished it," smirked Walter, flipping open the file. "Now look here, I've worked threw several options but the best I can think up so far is that you both have to do something together with them."
"I don't see Integra liking the idea of trying to get romantic with the red idiot over here on the same date," worried Field before ducking at Alacards swipe. "Lighten up, I was joking."
"I know, I was trying some of that human male humour were you hit each other all the time and make jokes about penis'." Replied Alacard calmly before he burst out laughing.
"Hey! That's what we call male bonding," defended Field. The way Alacard had put it made him a little embarrassed but it was true, there was nothing more immature than a man with his friends and no women in sight. "Anyway, we tend not to aim to remove someone's head when we do that, you aim to punch them in the arm but you don't intend to bruise them."
"Moving on, Sir Hellsing trusts most of her safety to myself, Alacard and Miss Victoria, hence why she has not left the grounds with you yet." Continued Walter, Field nodded his agreement at the statement, "she will feel more secure and able to relax which is always the first step. In the case of Miss Victoria, she will feel that you, Alacard, are less likely to torment her or pick on her if Sir Hellsing is around."
"Is that why I got kicked out of her office a while ago?" Asked Alacard honestly puzzled, to the accompaniment of both Walters and Fields angered glares.
"Let me guess," began Field sarcasm and anger vying for position in his tone, "she's upstairs balling her eyes out to Integra because some idiot decided to impress everyone with his skills at modern technology and take the film of her last mission, and post if EVERYWHERE!"
Alacard looked taken aback at the sudden temper and looked to Walter for an explanation but found the same glare there as well, what was wrong with people? Didn't they see the beauty of her dance, the amazing way she managed to charm all those watchers without realizing what she was doing, the way her body curved and spun? It sent a shiver down his spine even now as he thought of it, especially the part when she had tore into the fat mans throat!
Alacard sighed and leaned back in his chair but Walter tried to continue, "well if you want to impress our shy Miss Victoria then, I suggest you follow my plan…"