Disclamier: No, I don't own Hellsing.
For Momo, Yue no Miko, Gam-chan, Pishie-Poo, Bloodhound, Angie,
Attempt no. 1
Walter had just gotten out of the bathroom when he happened to bump straight into Alucard's body. The old man sighed and straightened himself. He may be old enough but not that dense to know that his Alucard was following him around like a dog.
Smoothing down his vest, he glared at the vampire and curtly said, "Spit it out, I don't have all day."
Alucard feigned shock at Walter's words, the only response the Administrative Assistant of Hellsing gave was a snort followed by a brisk I- don't-care-about-you-leave-me-alone walk.
The vampire rolled his scarlet eyes and followed Walter's retrieving figure. He can't just be blunt with him but then following him around didn't help either. He might as well attack the problem.
Alucard swallowed thickly, his tongue seemingly fat inside his mouth then without a warning; he threw the request straight into Walter's back. "You've known her for years, tell me how to woo her."
Walter stopped, frozen in mid-step then almost mechanically he turned around and faced Alucard with a grim expression on his face, "What are you up to this time?!" He demanded.
Alucard shrugged, "Nothing, just thinking of trying to -woo - my Master."
Walter grunted at this, "Then die trying." And with that he walked away but Alucard instead of being dismayed felt triumphant. He knew fully well that Walter ached for his master to have a love life
He counted. 3.. 2.1.
"But poetry might be of some help. Woo her with that." Walter said helpfully before disappearing into a corner.
Alucard grinned; he started to strut towards his master's office almost maniacally. HAHAHAHA! Finally!
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Integra was at her office busily cutting strips of little red paper, on her side were already 3 bouquets of roses. She didn't even bother to read the cards that came with it. Tomorrow or perhaps later, she will ask one of the maids to distribute each rose to entire staff.
She simply hated Valentine's Day.
Taking out a key inside her pocket, she used it to unlock one of the drawers of her desk. Silently, she pulled it open and gazed at the wide array of gifts that were left unsent. There was a teddy bear, a silk tie, a ribbon, a pen and so much more. She glanced at the velvet box set on top of the table, soon that too will join these gifts.
She was so engrossed with her musings that she didn't sense that Alucard was standing before her then suddenly the vampire bellowed to her.
"YOUR BLOOD IS RED!"
Integra leaned back on her chair in surprise, ALucard was practically shouting at her as he knelt in front of her desk, both arms outstretched upwards and eyes narrowed with such emotion that Integra couldn't possibly define.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"YOUR EYES ARE BLUE!" Alucard continued his hands outspread towards Integra's astonished face. She on the other hand was grasping both arm handles of her chair and was making weird noises still confused as ever why ALucard was screaming his lungs out on her.
Alucard looked at his Master, she was so stunned. Was that a look of love on her face? Were those soft quivering of her lips a sign that she was impressed at the way he recited his poem? Was that leaning back on her chair a sign of surrender? ALucard licked his lips and continued on with his show.
"YOU ARE SO DAMN SWEET!!!!!" He yelled painstakingly loud as he now stood up and started advancing towards Integra.
"What the-?" Integra whispered under her breath. ALucard looked like a maniac with an expression like that and what was he reciting? Poetry? That could not even pass for a nursery rhyme. Oh no! Why is he coming near me?! Integra thought madly seeing Alucard swagger towards her in panther- like steps.
Alucard was near Integra now, the desk the only barrier that separated them, he leaned over, his face a few inches towards Integra then he finally finished, his voice now suspiciously low and husky, "Can I taste you?"
There was a moment of bewildered silence. Integra was still too shocked to speak but when the whole point of the so-called poetry sank into her, her right hand automatically reached for something.
Alucard was about to close the distance between them with a kiss when a hard bound encyclopedia sized book hit him squarely on the nose.
"OUT!!!"
TBC
Author's Blah: I'll update before Valentine's day! Mwhahahahha! That is if you like this fic. Pls. review !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!
For Momo, Yue no Miko, Gam-chan, Pishie-Poo, Bloodhound, Angie,
Attempt no. 1
Walter had just gotten out of the bathroom when he happened to bump straight into Alucard's body. The old man sighed and straightened himself. He may be old enough but not that dense to know that his Alucard was following him around like a dog.
Smoothing down his vest, he glared at the vampire and curtly said, "Spit it out, I don't have all day."
Alucard feigned shock at Walter's words, the only response the Administrative Assistant of Hellsing gave was a snort followed by a brisk I- don't-care-about-you-leave-me-alone walk.
The vampire rolled his scarlet eyes and followed Walter's retrieving figure. He can't just be blunt with him but then following him around didn't help either. He might as well attack the problem.
Alucard swallowed thickly, his tongue seemingly fat inside his mouth then without a warning; he threw the request straight into Walter's back. "You've known her for years, tell me how to woo her."
Walter stopped, frozen in mid-step then almost mechanically he turned around and faced Alucard with a grim expression on his face, "What are you up to this time?!" He demanded.
Alucard shrugged, "Nothing, just thinking of trying to -woo - my Master."
Walter grunted at this, "Then die trying." And with that he walked away but Alucard instead of being dismayed felt triumphant. He knew fully well that Walter ached for his master to have a love life
He counted. 3.. 2.1.
"But poetry might be of some help. Woo her with that." Walter said helpfully before disappearing into a corner.
Alucard grinned; he started to strut towards his master's office almost maniacally. HAHAHAHA! Finally!
(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.- )(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)(-.-)
Integra was at her office busily cutting strips of little red paper, on her side were already 3 bouquets of roses. She didn't even bother to read the cards that came with it. Tomorrow or perhaps later, she will ask one of the maids to distribute each rose to entire staff.
She simply hated Valentine's Day.
Taking out a key inside her pocket, she used it to unlock one of the drawers of her desk. Silently, she pulled it open and gazed at the wide array of gifts that were left unsent. There was a teddy bear, a silk tie, a ribbon, a pen and so much more. She glanced at the velvet box set on top of the table, soon that too will join these gifts.
She was so engrossed with her musings that she didn't sense that Alucard was standing before her then suddenly the vampire bellowed to her.
"YOUR BLOOD IS RED!"
Integra leaned back on her chair in surprise, ALucard was practically shouting at her as he knelt in front of her desk, both arms outstretched upwards and eyes narrowed with such emotion that Integra couldn't possibly define.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"YOUR EYES ARE BLUE!" Alucard continued his hands outspread towards Integra's astonished face. She on the other hand was grasping both arm handles of her chair and was making weird noises still confused as ever why ALucard was screaming his lungs out on her.
Alucard looked at his Master, she was so stunned. Was that a look of love on her face? Were those soft quivering of her lips a sign that she was impressed at the way he recited his poem? Was that leaning back on her chair a sign of surrender? ALucard licked his lips and continued on with his show.
"YOU ARE SO DAMN SWEET!!!!!" He yelled painstakingly loud as he now stood up and started advancing towards Integra.
"What the-?" Integra whispered under her breath. ALucard looked like a maniac with an expression like that and what was he reciting? Poetry? That could not even pass for a nursery rhyme. Oh no! Why is he coming near me?! Integra thought madly seeing Alucard swagger towards her in panther- like steps.
Alucard was near Integra now, the desk the only barrier that separated them, he leaned over, his face a few inches towards Integra then he finally finished, his voice now suspiciously low and husky, "Can I taste you?"
There was a moment of bewildered silence. Integra was still too shocked to speak but when the whole point of the so-called poetry sank into her, her right hand automatically reached for something.
Alucard was about to close the distance between them with a kiss when a hard bound encyclopedia sized book hit him squarely on the nose.
"OUT!!!"
TBC
Author's Blah: I'll update before Valentine's day! Mwhahahahha! That is if you like this fic. Pls. review !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!
