(A. N. Many, many thanks to all my reviewers, I am so glad you enjoyed my
little attempt at a light fic. This is the end of this one, but I do plan
on writing more Hellsing fiction, especially about Alucard and Integra.
Hope this last part isn't too mushy for you, I tried pretty hard to lay off
on the mush.)
I couldn't stop laughing at the vision of Jackson crawling under that table. When I fell asleep in the morning my mind was filled with happy thoughts of showing Integra just how much more brave, suave and all-around excellent I was compared to him. I was certain by the end of our next conversation she'd be falling into my arms and begging my forgiveness for looking at the bodyguard. I suppose I should have known better.
The next evening she summoned me to her office immediately.
"Do you have any idea what you have done?" she asked me.
"Do tell."
"You have panicked the Round Table and alienated potential rich donors. We'll never get them inside Hellsing Manor again!"
I waved my hand in dismissal. "Good riddance!"
"Don't you get enough trouble from that priest without inviting him over for more? And don't tell me you didn't invite him here, because Walter knows the truth."
"It was worth it."
"Worth it for what?"
I laughed. "Getting rid of that useless bodyguard."
This was the point where she was supposed to join in my laughter. She didn't.
"My bodyguard was none of your business, Alucard. If it weren't so ridiculous I would think that you were jealous of him."
"Jealous?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, jealous that someone seemed to notice my feminine charms."
"You have feminine charms? You hide them so well." This was my suave seductive speech? Something had gone very wrong here.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Jackson and I have agreed that he should seek other employment. The Round Table having completely despaired of me, they should have no objections. But don't expect me to get rid of everyone that gets on your nerves."
"That would include you!" I snapped.
"Well, if you don't like it here, go visit your friend Elle again."
At the surprised look on my face, she gave what sounded like a bitter little laugh.
"You thought I didn't know about Elle? Well, don't worry about it, your little friends are no concern of mine unless they threaten this institution."
"My little friends?" I grinned, showing her my fangs. "Perhaps you're the one that's jealous."
"Jealous of what?"
I looked her in the eyes, keeping my face inches away from hers. "Jealous that somebody else enjoys my company?"
"Who says I enjoy your company?" she retorted.
"Before your bodyguard showed up you didn't seem to mind it much. Perhaps if I pay a bit more attention to your feminine charms I'll start to grow on you."
I reached out and toyed with that annoying tie she always wears. She smacked my hand away, but she was smiling a little.
"And if I continue to be my usual bitchy self?" she asked.
I smiled. "I wouldn't want you any other way."
I couldn't stop laughing at the vision of Jackson crawling under that table. When I fell asleep in the morning my mind was filled with happy thoughts of showing Integra just how much more brave, suave and all-around excellent I was compared to him. I was certain by the end of our next conversation she'd be falling into my arms and begging my forgiveness for looking at the bodyguard. I suppose I should have known better.
The next evening she summoned me to her office immediately.
"Do you have any idea what you have done?" she asked me.
"Do tell."
"You have panicked the Round Table and alienated potential rich donors. We'll never get them inside Hellsing Manor again!"
I waved my hand in dismissal. "Good riddance!"
"Don't you get enough trouble from that priest without inviting him over for more? And don't tell me you didn't invite him here, because Walter knows the truth."
"It was worth it."
"Worth it for what?"
I laughed. "Getting rid of that useless bodyguard."
This was the point where she was supposed to join in my laughter. She didn't.
"My bodyguard was none of your business, Alucard. If it weren't so ridiculous I would think that you were jealous of him."
"Jealous?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, jealous that someone seemed to notice my feminine charms."
"You have feminine charms? You hide them so well." This was my suave seductive speech? Something had gone very wrong here.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Jackson and I have agreed that he should seek other employment. The Round Table having completely despaired of me, they should have no objections. But don't expect me to get rid of everyone that gets on your nerves."
"That would include you!" I snapped.
"Well, if you don't like it here, go visit your friend Elle again."
At the surprised look on my face, she gave what sounded like a bitter little laugh.
"You thought I didn't know about Elle? Well, don't worry about it, your little friends are no concern of mine unless they threaten this institution."
"My little friends?" I grinned, showing her my fangs. "Perhaps you're the one that's jealous."
"Jealous of what?"
I looked her in the eyes, keeping my face inches away from hers. "Jealous that somebody else enjoys my company?"
"Who says I enjoy your company?" she retorted.
"Before your bodyguard showed up you didn't seem to mind it much. Perhaps if I pay a bit more attention to your feminine charms I'll start to grow on you."
I reached out and toyed with that annoying tie she always wears. She smacked my hand away, but she was smiling a little.
"And if I continue to be my usual bitchy self?" she asked.
I smiled. "I wouldn't want you any other way."