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"Empty No More"-Chapter Three: Tasted Blood

Anata stood in the middle of the living room and gazed around her freshly cleaned domain. Sighing contently, she sat down in a padded chair and draped her gloved hands over the arms, she was exhausted. Ever since her encounter with Alucard the day before, she had been trying her best to avoid him. Still too angry to even think about talking to him, she kept her attention on the tasks on hand that needed to be done, like cleaning the manor for instance.
But though she had tried her best to ignore it, in the end she couldn't help but feel his gaze upon her skin every-so-often and knew that sometimes the mysterious vampire would watch her and laugh at her attempts to tidy up the place. The other vampire, a woman who she had found out to be named Seras Victoria, kept her company sometimes while she cleaned and even helped once in awhile. This one didn't bother her too much, for something was different about her. It felt as if she were still fighting against her more demonic side, trying to remain as human as possible though by now they both knew that was impossible.
"What's done can't ever be undone," Seras had told her earlier in the day as they were kneeling, scrubbing the floor. Nodding, Anata had agreed with her and then listened as the vampire told her of how she came to be the way she was. It had shocked her at first when she had heard for how willingly she'd given herself over to the undead, tossing away her own will, in a sense, to follow that of Alucard's.
But, after the shock affect had passed and now, as Anata sat in the chair staring at the wall opposite of her, she realized how hard it could be to do otherwise. 'He's so alluring…Damn that Alucard, why have I gotten myself into this?' Sighing, she got up and pulled off the rubber gloves she had worn while cleaning and threw them in the bucket of supplies she had dug up out of the dusty pantry.
Walking upstairs the room she had accommodated herself to, she walked in and smiled at the fresh, breezy scent she was greeted with and the vision of sparkling clean sprung to life in front of her.
Running to the bed, she leapt into it and landed in the soft feather mattress with a giggle. 'This can be counted as one of the reasons,' she thought happily, turning on her side to watch as the curtains were caught by the light wind coming into the room.
"You and Miss Victoria did an excellent job at cleaning the house," Walter's voice said from behind her. Still not used to his showing up at times when she didn't expect it, she jumped and sat up, turning towards him. "Walter, you scared me," She breathed, placing a hand on her chest.
Walter only chuckled and walked over to her. "Is there anything you'll be needing today?" Thinking, Anata scooted to the edge of the bed and stood, grabbing her back pack, and began emptying its contents onto the bed. "Walter, I think I'll go grocery shopping." The household servant nodded and answered back, "I will have some money waiting for you beside the door."
Smiling, she watched him leave before closing the door and picking up some clothes to get changed.

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"You called," Walter said, walking into the basement living room. From a chair in the corner, Alucard grinned and answered back, "Walter, will you please shut some of those windows and close the drapes upstairs, I'm going to fry in all that sunlight our new guest has brought into the house." Chuckling, Walter shook his head and said softly, "The Miss is only trying to brighten up the place...the house needs it too, after so long. But, I will do as you say so you can continue to lurk around and spy on her."
Laughing in his wicked way, Alucard watched as Walter made his way back up the stairs in a sort of clumsy way. 'So that man does age…' Leaning back in his chair, hiding himself within the shadows, he folded his hands in his lap as the grin faded from his face. 'That girl, who is she to think she can just waltz in here and do whatever she wants? Does she not realize she just might become one of my meals?' Remembering the little…disagreement…they had had the day before, he laughed again, standing up from the chair and began to disappear into the wall. 'Speaking of which…'

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Stumbling through the door, Anata tried not to drop the multiple bags she carried in with her. In the afternoon light, sneaking outside the gates had been difficult, but not as hard as trying to find a way in while trying to keep the eggs from cracking also. 'I'm definitely going to have to find another way to get to and from this place.'
But her earlier efforts were futile, for as soon as she thought she was in the safe zone, the plastic bag containing the eggs slipped from her fingers and began falling toward the floor.
"No," She was about to cry out when a pair of white gloved hands with a strange symbol etched onto them, caught the bundle and saved it just as it was about to hit the marble floor. Looking up, she found that it was Alucard who had rescued the eggs and now stood holding them with both hands.
"Thank you," She said softly, all anger from the day before vanishing in an instant as she gazed into his enchanting eyes, really meaning her show of gratitude but wondered where his shades had gone to. Hearing her apology, Alucard only laughed his laugh and took a few more bags from her, turning as he began to walk towards the kitchen. Smiling, she followed contently behind.
As they set the bags down on an island in the middle of the kitchen, a thought nudged its way into Anata's head, a bazaar one that made her wonder what it meant. 'Affection…?'
Sighing, she shook her head and as she was turning to start putting things away, she bumped into something. Too caught up in her own thoughts to do anything else but mumble an apology, she tried to make her way around the object but only succeeded in taking another step before something grabbed her arms.
Glancing up, she looked right into those glowing red eyes of Alucard once more and once more wondered where he had set down his shades. All thought vanished, though, when he began to lean closer to her. Her breath caught in her throat and his lips came beside her ear and whispered something. Not hearing it and knowing he knew that she didn't she tried hard to hear what he was saying the second time.
"Care to join me for dinner," He said in a lusty voice. Surprised at first, Anata was just about to ask why when she felt something prick her neck then something warm and wet run against it.
"You asshole," she cried, tearing herself away from him as she brought a hand up across his face and turned, holding the other hand to her neck as she stomped out of the kitchen, groceries forgotten for the mean time.

Staring after her, Alucard watched with slightly widened eyes as she left, with a shocked look on his face. Something was very different about that blood of hers; something was very strange about it indeed. What was it he had tasted, he wondered as he turned, fading into the wall to return to the floor beneath the ground. It was the kind of blood he hadn't run across in a very long time, the blood that held signs of sorcery.

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