Disclaimer: See previous disclaimers, I'm sick of writing them.
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A year had passed in the life of immortality for Kurt and he had not aged a day in body. Though his sadistic humour was coming into play a lot sharper and his new abilities, with practice, were gradually becoming more reliable and easy to use, he felt that he was still reasonably the same old, happy-go-lucky, charming Kurt. A dinner party hosted by Integra with him as the man on her arm was going to prove that again.
Integra sighed at the boring men before secretly smiling at the mutant next to her who was eating with well mannered speed. As usual, the cutlery was pointedly ignored and kept to the barest minimum as he charmed her continually. So far that included flowers, pulling her chair out and pouring her drinks for her as he complimented her at all the right moments.
She was the envy of many of the females there and that made her smile.
After the meal which had managed to pass with only one juggling session, she decided to have a dance and was pleased when a slow waltz came on. The threats with Walter were working it seemed.
Kurt smiled to himself as the slow music came on, he was glad he threatened Walter now to play some slow music so he could act as gentlemanly as possible. Also, he decided that making his boss relax was necessary for her health.
The butler smirked to himself as he watched the pair dancing, both the envy of nearly everyone in that room. He was pleased with his choice of music, something slow and romantic to give his boss the much needed relaxation she craved. He was still puzzling over the odd comments both had given him but was sure that he had misinterpreted their perfectly innocent comments for threats.
After the dance, Kurt bowed low and kissed Sir Integra's hand. He winked and moved off to the refreshment table to retrieve his hidden bottle of blood. None of the guests knew he was a vampire, most believing that he was an unlucky genetic quirk like always.
The boss allowed her to be handed a drink and watched the party move on with her at the sidelines. "Kurt?"
"Ja, Miss Integra?"
She ignored that. "Do you enjoy these parties?"
"Seeing zose smug self satisfied smirks viped off ze supposed gentlemen of London is alvays mein pleasure. Seeing you happy is even better zough."
She blushed, why was he always so charming? "That's good to know."
"Is zere any reason vhy?"
"You know Arucard was sealed by my father and is bonded to our family name to work as our servant?"
"Ja..."
"I was just seeing if it was necessary to go that far with you."
The mutant smiled softly. "And vould you think if I hated mein life here zat I vould honestly suffer it now?"
Integra shrugged nonchalantly. "I was just seeing."
Kurt chuckled softly and took her hand to lead her on the dance floor. "You should know me better zan zat." He wrapped his arms around her waist and slowly moved to the slow music. "For I vould never doubt your word."
"And I don't doubt yours either Kurt."
"Zat is good to hear." He smiled and wondered when he'd next go hunting, the chase was always more interesting than the meal and Arucard had promised to show him a food paradise. Though right now, dancing was just as sweet, if not sweeter.
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The vampire was true to his word and the hunting ground proved to be a night club hosting a fancy dress contest. There was a prize for the best dressed pair of a bottle of champagne. Kurt could only sigh as Arucard immediately started to prowl the borders of the club.
Now who would be his victim? He spotted a gathering of vampires and witches and decided to nonchalantly walk past. They spotted him. After some whispering, one person was nominated over.
Kurt frowned when Arucard took his drink. "You're velcome."
"Thank you." He smirked then paused as he spotted the nominee, a petite girl with blonde hair streaked in blue, her outfit happened to be of a demon which included a false blue tail, false black bat wings and little black horns. She smiled shyly, showing off a pair of false fangs. "Hi, I was just wondering -"
The vampire smiled. "I'm a vampire and this is my dimension hopping sidekick blue furry mutant demon."
Kurt raised his eyes to the heavens. "Ignore him fraulien, I vould however be honoured to have zis dance vith you."
"Really?" She blushed and accepted his three fingered hand. "How did you do your costume so good?"
"Its amazing vhat vun can do vith ze imagination."
She giggled and the crowd swallowed them up. Arucard shook his head, thinking that perhaps the fledgling was ready to leave the nest himself now. Though the thought was pushed aside when he spotted his own target, a nice little vampet.
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The party ended at midnight when the winners where announced and then the last dance was played. The music was turned to a low throbbing pulse as the announcer smiled at them all.
"Ok, I want anyone who wishes to participate in the competition to pair up with someone and come on up to the stage."
Kurt's little demonette tugged his arm. "Come on, it'll be a laugh."
"I don't know, I don't do vell in ze spotlight." He paused. "Actually, I do, do vell in ze spotlight but I prefer to be on ze trapeze zan on ze ground."
"You're an acrobat?"
"Ja." He shrugged bashfully; sure his fur was turning mauve.
"Come on, for me?" The girl gave him the puppy eyes look that he could never refuse. With a triumphant cackle, she led them onto the stage where five other pairs stood, including one with Arucard in it.
The vampire smirked. "I am going to win hands down."
"To ze fuzzy demon from another dimension?" Kurt shook his head and quietened down as the speaker moved onto the stage.
"Alright, I want you all to cheer when I point to a couple, the loudest cheers is the winner." A cheer ripped through the crowd. "I think I've won it myself." He indicated his cheesy vampire costume and noticed the silence. "Ok, so I haven't. Couple number one!"
There was a loud cheer from several people.
"Couple number two?"
They got a louder cheer.
"Couple number three." This was Arucard.
There was one cheer in the whole room. Everyone burst out laughing and shook their heads with shouts of 'move on!'
Kurt was "couple number four!" and he was pleased at the huge cheer he received along with his little demonette.
"Ach, zey cheer for your beauty." He purred in her ear, smiling as she blushed and giggled.
"Couple number five!" received a reasonable cheer where as "couple number six!" was booed off the stage. "And it appears our winners are the two gorgeous demons!"
Kurt let the girl take the bottle of champagne and he smiled at her when she kissed his cheek. She wrinkled her nose and mouthed 'you're furry'.
He chuckled and purred "I know." Into her ear as he started to lead her in the slow waltz. The mutant couldn't help but chuckle at her obvious fascination.
"How far does it go down?"
He only smiled.
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"Bit of a habit this." Arucard commented early the next morning as Kurt snuck into the building with the simple art of a teleport. "And don't even try to deny it."
"Zen I vont deny having a great time last night." Kurt informed him as he dropped onto his one lone chair which was subsequently always back to front as he had yet to get a stool in his seven years at Hellsing.
"I can see you've fed."
"Some wraith who had ze misfortune of meeting me zis morning. Champagne?" He hoisted up the half empty bottle. "Only I don't care much for it, and as it vas incriminating evidence to my demonette, it had to come vith me."
Arucard accepted the bottle. "You're mad." He took a long swig of it before frowning. "Not very nice is it?"
"Nein."
"Oh well." The vampire drank back the rest of it before getting to his feet. "You have training today by the way."
Kurt watched the vampire leave through the wall with a wry smile before he too walked through it only to appear two floors above and into the kitchen in the other wing. He smiled at Walters's latest trap before cleverly reversing it to fetch the chocolate chip cookies.
A short moment later and Walter entered only to find himself swinging upside down. "Good morning Kurt."
"Guten tag Valter."
"I see you have the biscuits."
"Ja, I have ze biscuits."
The angel of death nodded and worked on freeing himself. It was an everyday occurrence so when Integra walked in, she didn't bother to comment on it other than to say:
"Again Walter? Kurt, could you fetch me some tea?"
"Vith pleasure." He bowed, teleported, fetched the tea and teleported behind her to pull her chair out for her.
"Thank you." She accepted the tea and watched Walter finally free himself with a triumphant smile. "I was curious to know how your aversion to sunlight is going, Kurt."
"Its still non existent."
"Interesting."
Kurt looked at Walter. "Indeed." Then teleported off with the chocolate chip cookies before anything could be threatened at him. Namely a very large silver bulleted gun.
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Training, it was becoming more of a farce everyday as Kurt had to literally stop and take cat naps for his squadron to even attempt to keep up. He had been informed by Ferguson that he was going to move onto solo hunting, much like what Arucard done. He looked forward to that day.
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It had been granted and after a year of hunting solo, Kurt had begun to warm to the idea of perhaps moving up a notch to tracking solo. He was after all extremely good with his nose at following scents but he felt that his blue furry appearance could hold a problem in that aspect.
He felt that after eight years of work, he deserved to have a promotion – like a pay cheque. Even cash in hand. Though the fact that he never went anywhere to spend it may prove difficult to explain.
After a very peculiar meeting with sir Integra on the subject of a pay, he was pleasantly rewarded with an allowance and started to plan on what he would buy. The answer, music. So far his CD collection here numbered in at six, which was pathetic when compared to his collection of over forty CD's at the institute.
The thought made him pause. When had Kurt last thought about his old life? Did he even think about it once as a vampire? How many years ago then – three, four? He had been dead for two years and spent six alive here in this dimension.
To put his mind off it, he went to reach for his Beatles album only to remember that it was at the institute. He knew exactly where it was to – next to his CD player in its cover.
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The mutant blinked and looked around him slightly confused to find himself in the institute. He had teleported whilst thinking of his CD and sure enough, there it was next to the CD player in its cover. He picked it up solemnly and spent a moment tracing the cover, thinking of old times before teleporting back to his coffin.
Not really thinking about it, he put the CD on and started to listen to tunes he hadn't listened to in over eight years. By the end of the first track, Arucard marched in looking as if he would explode.
"Where have you been?"
Kurt looked at him confused. "I vas only away for a few seconds."
"You've been gone for eight hours!"
Had he? A thought came to him suddenly as he looked up at his sire. "I vas back at ze institute."
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She stubbed the cigar out half heartedly. Kurt was leaving. Sir Integra had been told about his latest teleport and the mutant seemed ecstatic on the idea about going to the institute. One small victory for her was that he never called it home once. Like she said, it was a small victory.
The mutant stood there looking solemn, awaiting for her decision. He was not the creature that had entered here; he had blossomed and grown strong. As far as Integra was bothered, the people he had once known would see him merely as some exotic stranger. "I can't not allow you to go back."
He smiled sadly. "It is most likely only for a short visit, Miss Integra. I don't know if zey vill see me as vhat I am now to vhat I vas." He smiled warmly. "And I don't care to explain how I have not aged zese last two years."
Ah, the vampirism. That was bound to be hard to explain in a dimension full of flying superheroes. Yep, she couldn't allow him to go. "I don't think it's a good idea, Kurt. You might find you're..."
"Illusions?"
"Yes, your illusions of the institute shattered. If the time zones are different like you said, then it may only be days that have passed there."
The mutant sighed. "I just vant to see zem vun more time, to say auf weidersien and collect a few old treasured mementos."
Well...
"Please?" He gave her the puppy eyes that reminded her of her first meeting with him. How could she say no?
"You can shatter your illusions if you wish, but don't forget that you're always welcomed here."
He hugged her then kissed both her cheeks. "Danke shan." With that said, he teleported to collect some of his things from his room.
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