Disclaimer : I don't own Hellsing nor the song and the artist that I will feature.

For Cheryl, Momo and Pish

I love You… Not! (part 4)

          Integra stood up stretching her tired muscles. She extended her hands upwards and arched her back almost to the point of it snapping. She rotated her head clockwise then counter-clockwise feeling the knotted muscles loosen up a bit. Looking at the huge clock situated on the far right corner of her room, she realized that she had been rummaging through her 'secret stuff' for two hours straight.

          She sighed and sealed the big plastic bag containing the gifts with utter annoyance. It once again reminded her of her constant cowardice. Maybe she should just throw it away and pretend that she never went through that phase, pretend that she never ached to see him smile the moment he unwrapped the present she had so carefully chosen for him.

          Coward. A voice inside her chimed irritably.

          She rolled her eyes to the invisible foe that blatantly revealed her true nature and mumbled unintelligible remarks about her not being a coward but just wise and considerate of her surroundings. Integra can't be a coward. Never.

          Liar. That voice whispered again and this time sending Integra into hysterics.

          "Am not coward. Not a coward. Never a coward." Integra repeated to herself again and again like a divine mantra meant to grant her eternity and all things plausible and beautiful to Integra. But a few more chants of that drained her of energy.

          She collapsed back on her chair helplessly sifting her fingers through her golden hair. Somehow it irked her knowing that her strength was also her weakness, Alucard being her top agent and him being the only one that can strum up her heartstrings into many unfazed melodies of bitterness,contempt and even bliss.

(-.-):

          Alucard smoothed his shirt and glared at the smirking Ceras.

          "Are you sure this will work out?" He barked at her. His fledgling nodded her head eagerly, her red eyes drinking in the very rare and stimulating image of her master glowering before her.

          Ceras took a deep breath as she fought the urge not to fan herself from the heat radiating through her body. Her killing maniac master was now turned into an Adonis of some sort, oozing with beauty and sensuality. She tried hard not to drool as her gaze went down to tight leather pants he was wearing. It sculpted perfectly his long and muscled legs and not to mention his well-formed ass.

          "The pants are too tight and the shirt's is a useless piece of cloth. It's not serving its purpose of covering me at all. I feel naked." ALucard mumbled out as he looked again at himself, his fingers eagerly trying to add more space as he tugged on the thigh area of his pants.

          This is stupid . Alucard thought uneasily as he tested the strength of the fabric of his leather pants. He positioned himself to the seat of a chair and slowly lowered himself, afraid that the pants will split into two for being too tight on his butt and legs. He felt like it was second skin to him, clinging masterfully and almost indecently. His  shirt was no help either, for the top Ceras chose the opposite of his pants, light, flowing and loose but that was not all. Ceras picked up a flimsy, almost see through long-sleeved shirt.

           Settling on the chair, he snatched the paper that Ceras was almost gripping on her trembling hands. He glared again at her before staring hard at the content of the paper. It took him more than a few seconds to send another wave of glare at her direction.

          "What is this crap?" He found himself asking.

          Ceras giggled, "It's a Ricky Martin song and you're supposed to sing it"

(-.-)

          Integra was ready to go rest in her bedroom for the night when she noticed 16 bouquets of roses littering her office floor. Irritated she grabbed another black plastic bag and dumped the scarlet things inside without much consideration; boxes of chocolates soon and little Mushy cards soon followed.

          "Stupid pathetic people," She hissed as she violently knotted the plastic bag. Every year foolish suitors and some insane enemies sends her flowers proclaiming love and hate for her.

          Suddenly the door of her office opened, the sound of hinges creaking aggravated Integra. Wasn't she clear enough when she announced to everyone loud and clear that she wasn't to be disturbed for this day? Expecting Walter, (who was so excited to give all  the roses to her) she tried to control the colorful and profane vocabulary ready to erupt out of her mouth. Really, that man sometimes doesn't listen to her at all.

          Integra sighed her eyes closing in annoyance, "Walter, I don't care how beautiful the roses are-"

Author's Blah-Blah: Yay! So many reviews! Thanks everyone! Two more chapters and this will be completed…finally! Once again, I am encouraging everyone to please –please- review my fics. The more I get the better –evil grin-. Anyways, I am not ashamed to admit that I need an editor. So if you are:

willing to help without cash payment checking your mail everyday. Nice and gentle with my grammatical errors (hey, I am sensitive)

Then you are the right person to check my lousy pathetic fanfiction! Help me!!!!!

-ehem- Sorry for that. Now, for some comments…

Lly Yes, I will try to update soon. I am so sorry for being so lazy most of the time ^_^::

Mystic Dragonsfire Yes, I know!I am so evil ^0^

Rei-chan Yay! It's nice to know that somebody appreciates my work. This is for you *throws a kiss*

Wicked Child *bounces* Whatcha thinking? Whatcha thinking?! I wanna know!!!!

dark kitsune Yep, for Alucard! Yeah, poor ALucard but don't worry he'll get his reward soon –evil grin-

Marcelle1 I am so sorry! Forgive me! I am such a lousy writer *bawls*

M.Kasshoku  Hehehhehe! Don't pity Alucard he'll have his fun… soon!

Kit: Kill me, I am stupid.