Taking long strides, at least they were long for her, down the hall she saw the door to Walter's study in the distance, and wondered if he was in there rather than with Lady Integra. She kinda hoped so.
She approached the door and knocked on it three times, waiting for a reply.
"Nee...Walter-san?"
Walter was sitting inside in a rather comfortable looking chair with chopsticks in one hand, and a little tray of sushi in the other; his favorite late-night snack.
He looked up at the call of his name, recognizing almost right away that it was Seras behind the door; he put his food down neatly, resting the chopsticks over the top and walked to the door, opening it.
"Hai, Seras...Is there a problem?"
She smiled politely. "No...Well, not really..." She paused. "How should I say this..." She cleared her throat.
"...Master Alucard needs some clothes-a bit badly." She sweatdropped.
Walter stared at her dumbfounded for a minute, and then came to his senses.
"...Oh, is that so...?" He looked at her a little awkwardly. "...They are over here," He moved to the side of his room where a large bookshelf rested against the wall, filled with numerous assorted books. He pulled a particular one with a large binding and the door opened, showing a vast closet with two individual sets of clothing: Walter's and Alucard's; all the same in uniform size and direction. Walter slowly turned back to Seras.
"...Um..." He continued politely, but prying at the same time. "...Is there something you would like to tell me, Seras?"
Seras urked and walked inside the room, looking within the hidden closet with curiosity. Slowly turning to look at Walter, she tried to steady her voice and look normal and convincing.
"Hm? What do you mean?" She lifted up the neatly folded heavy jacket, shirts, pants, and everything over her head, looking a little silly. Walter shifted oddly, keeping his customary state nevertheless.
"...Well, Lord Alucard doesn't lose his clothes that often...I just wanted to know what happened to them this time...the last time, which was long ago, they just disappeared."
She noticed herself falling deeper into a hole, and finding no way out.
"...Actually...They disappeared this time, too..." She mentally hit herself for being so inadequate; but she didn't know whether or not to tell anybody. Her memories started to flood back to her, making her jittery as her eyes hazed over momentarily.
Walter looked at her normally, slowly nodding in realization.
"Ah, I see...He went black again. He should be alright, Alucard is strong-willed...too strong maybe, and that is what is getting him in trouble...the last time it took him a month to recover, but that was for other reasons."
She looked at him, listening intently as he spoke wisely. She nodded. "Yes…that he did..." She lowered her eyes, shifting the huge pile, mostly the coat, over her head.
Walter grinned. "It seems you have made it out okay; I think that is your influence on him...it will speed up his recovery..." He showed her out of the room.
"...Good evening, Seras."
Seras looked back at him as she walked out the door, standing in the corridor with the clothes hanging over her head and back.
"Arigato, Walter-san..." She thanked him gratefully as he nodded back mutely and closed the door. She walked down the corridor again; the trench coat's right sleeve dropped in front of her face and she sweatdropped, doing her best to look around it.
"Hmmhmhmm..." Alucard lay staring at the wall as he hummed something to ease his boredom. He wrapped his arms around himself.
"It's so cold all of a sudden..."
Hands momentarily immobilized, Seras kicked open the door and stumbled in almost, tripping over his long coat.
"Na...What's your coat made out of master?! It's kinda heavy..." She lifted it up, stretching her arms full length and lay it on the bed for him. He unwrapped his arms and noticed the clothes on the edge of the mattress.
"Hmm...My coat was originally made in the 1500s...It was made of a combination of a leather, fabric, and cotton...They were blended together to create an entirely different kind of fabric," His eyes dilated as he looked at the spare clothes, then back to Seras, talking in sarcasm like he used to.
"Well, are you going to watch as I get dressed? Not that I doubt you would enjoy it..." He chuckled lightly. She surprised herself, even Alucard, as she busted out into a quick fit of laughter and slowly turned her back, standing there with her arms crossed. The stress and tension was probably getting to her in the worst of ways, making her a little crazy in the head.
"I'll give you privacy, for once, master...I owe you besides, you did this for me, too."
Alucard, amused thoroughly, used the rest of his current strength and stood up; his hair falling to the floor in the process and littered the ground.
"Hmmm...I am going to need a haircut..." She mumbled randomly, looking at his hair. "What do you think, Seras?" He moved to get his clothes on, and fussed a little more than he would have liked to put them on correctly.
As he finished dressing, she looked down at her feet and saw the ends of his hair nearby.
"Hmmm...I'm thinking so."
He left his gigantic coat off for now, leaving it hanging off of one of the table's chairs. He stood wobbling, still rather unstable and barely able to walk. But determined as he took one more step and wrapped his arms around her stomach.
"You can turn around now, if you'd like." He smirked.
Her eyes looked up from the floor, turning her head to the side and looked up at his face sideways. Seeing and reassuring herself that it was him, she smiled.
"Hey...You can stand."
He smiled, but it was more of a grimace of pain as he bent his neck to look down at her; his weakness was slowly overcoming him even more.
"Hmm...Barely...and not for long, even now I can feel my knees giving out..."
She was sure it was he now; she still had recurring memories of how the black Alucard had done almost the same, except for grabbing at her neck instead. She turned around in his arms, looking up at him as she craned her neck to see his face.
"Want me to help you?"
His eyes show that he indeed would; his arms started to lose grip on her as his upper body strength was folding dramatically. "If you wouldn't mind, Seras...I feel like a burden already."
She grinned fully. "No problem!" She did so, putting her arms around his torso and lifted him up with no strain or effort. She lifted him up so his feet no longer touched the ground, and she bent over backwards just slightly as her face mushed into his stomach, making it quite hard to see how close the bed was to her.
Alucard looked at the back of her head from his odd, upside-down position.
"You're getting good at this...This is how many times now, Seras?"
"Hmmm...I've lost count, Master."
He grinned upside down, his long hair flopping upside down as well and dragging on the floor...he didn't seem as intimidating as he usually did.
"You should stop carrying me, Seras, I might get used to it...mwahahaha..."
Seras scoffed. "Oh really?" She flipped him back around in front of her, plopping him on the edge of the bed. To her pleasure, she had calculated the distance perfectly, and just missed from clonking Alucard's head on the coffin top, to boot! Things were starting to look up.
Alucard smirked, talking as if to dare her.
"Well, either that or you seem to not be able to keep your hands off me."
AN: He just has a one-track mind eh? And I quote my RPGer bud "God theyre like freakin' jackrabbits...they're at it again!" ...^_____^