Disclaimer – I do own Hyael, but her dirty thoughts are not my fault.
Authoress Notes – Part 1:
Authoress Notes comes first in this chapter because of a Very–Very–Delicate–And–Sometimes–Reason–To–Bite–Heads–Off kind of matter: Punctuation.
So here is a little explanation on my style of writing. Writing Style. Whatever.
– text. (When a simple hyphen (–) appears before a line it means that it's plain dialogue.)
– "text." – These are thoughts.
– "text." – These are telepathic conversations.
/text/ – These are… tricky, let's see if I can explain this… These are sounds, expressions, feelings or actions. Somewhat like the onomatopoeias we see in comics. Kind of… err… Oh! And I also use this to mark some of my off the hand comments…
Whatever.
I warned you I could not explain this properly.
/Shrugs/
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Chapter Summary
This chapter presents Hyael, and gives a little insight on the character and also her relationships with Walter and Alucard and a bit Seras. It also starts to unveil Hyael's intention of Playing Cupid with Walter and Seras.
- - PLAYING CUPID- -
Chapter 1 – Relationships
Hyael looked at Walter and smiled. She had just entered the kitchen and saw him humming some sort of song, occupied with what seemed like Sir Integra's late night snack.
She let her eyes slip trough Walter's body, smiling appreciatively: Doc had done a wonderful job.
Not that she felt attracted to the vampire: She knew that he had his heart somewhere else, and frankly, so did she.
But either way, she had eyes and couldn't say that this younger version of the retainer wasn't… err… alluring. If he was charming before his turning, now he was stunning.
But he was a friend, a good friend at that, and she had all the intentions to help on his love life.
She smirked insanely; her head conjuring up one thousand different plans to put the two lovebirds together.
Seras and Walter.
She knew Walter liked Seras, the moment he was able to suppress himself from killing her, even before she could break the seal that bind him to the Millenium.
It was actually an impressive feat; the seal was very strong and almost unbreakable. She herself had only managed to break it because she was the one to put it there in the first place. That meant that he had a very strong feeling towards the young blonde vampire.
A feeling that Hyael thought to be some kind of fatherly love.
Boy, she couldn't be more wrong about it, and she noticed it a night when she caught them in the garden.
They weren't kissing or anything of the sort: He was taking care of the roses and gently cut one and gave it to Seras with a loving smile on his face. The young vampire accepted it with a smile and a strange blush on her pale cheeks.
It was then that the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks: Maybe the two where in love, but were unable to say it to one another.
She decided to give it some time before she butted in, but she was sent to Ireland by Integra, her Master now, to help set a branch of Hellsing in that territory.
And she was surprised to come back, almost six months later and see that the two of them hadn't made a single move on each other.
So now, almost two weeks after her arrival, she thought it was about time to play cupid.
– Good Evening Walter! – She greeted him.
He didn't look back at her, letting her have a little more of the marvellous sight of his firm buttocks. Damn, she loved ass. Minds off the gutter people: Not in a perverted sense, she really loved well–shaped asses. And that my friends, was a damn good–looking specimen of that part of anatomy. Did Alucard have an ass like that too? She could never tell, he was always wearing that damn big red overcoat. But she bet he did. Damn, she really had to take care of her own love life too. This musings about her co–workers asses was not healthy. Highly amusing, but not healthy at all.
– Good Evening Miss Thompson. You're up early.
– Yeah, I turned in rather early yesterday. – She took her eyes from you know what and started sniffing around the kitchen. – Hey Walter, where's the vampire ambrosia?
Walter smiled and looked back at the female vampire. She was, like normal but completely unprofessionally dressed in her pyjamas, which consisted in a loose white T–shirt and black satin pants. Her red hair was in a mess.
– Miss Thompson, you should really try to arrange yourself before you get out of your room. Your demeanour is highly inappropriate.
She stuck her head out of the cupboard she had been sniffing and looked at him, her lips wearing a pout.
– But Walter… I was hungry!
He suppressed the smile that was about to set on his lips.
– Even so. I highly recommend you start to act a little more professionally.
She closed the doors of the cupboard and approached him, stopping and clicking her heals together, her right hand going to her forehead, saluting in a military way.
– Yes Sir, My Master!
Walter couldn't refrain a chuckle and soon she was chuckling along with him.
– Now Walter, can you give me a blood pack? I really am starving here.
He sighed, going to the refrigerator and taking out a blood pack. He extended it to her and she took it.
– Arigato! – She thanked him.
– Now go and get yourself in proper attire for a Hellsing Officer. – He said, turning his back on her.
Butt.
Slap.
Man, it was irresistible.
She pulled her hand back and WAM! Damn, that thing was rock solid. SWEETTT!
Walter almost jumped and looked at her, his expression one off anger and embarrassment merged together.
– Miss Thompson! – He yelled at her. She just smirked and started heading out the door.
– Sorry Walter, I just couldn't help myself! Muhahahahahah!
Walter sweat dropped, looking at the female vampire's retreating back. Really, she sometimes had the most improper behaviour that one could think of. And this fixation on his backside was strange but not new…
(Flashback)
– "Walter, are you there?"
– "What do you think Miss?"
He heard a chuckle all around him. This was a strange existence… He felt like he had no body, only mind surrounded in darkness.
– "Well, it's always nice to ask, you could be resting or something... Is everything okay?"
– "As well as it could be considering I am trapped inside my own head with no control whatsoever."
He heard her sigh and almost could feel her sadness.
– "You know why Walter…"
– "Yes Miss Thompson, I am sorry about that. But it's normal that one's patience runs out in this kind of situation."
– "I know Walter… It won't take long, I promise you. Oh! I went to see you today on Doc's lab."
He waited for her to continue but she didn't say anything else. Did the link break? Oh God, he hoped not. She was his only link to the outside world.
– "Miss Thompson?"
– "Damn that little wolfy perverted demented err… thing!"
– "Miss Thompson, what's the matter?"
He heard her grunt some more obscenities. She seemed to be talking about someone.
– "Schrodinger. Damn that thing. Always peeking on people. Christ. And people say am perverted…"
– "(…)"
– "A person can't have a damn moment of privacy in this joint!"
Moment of privacy? Perverted? What the hell was she doing that required privacy? Maybe she needed to be alone to establish the connection?
– "Miss Thompson… If it's dangerous for us to continue talking, maybe you should stop now and come back later."
– "No Walter, it's not that. And besides it will take a while until I can talk to you again. A person can't go and take baths more than two times a day. They would get suspicious."
– "BATH?"
– "Yeah, am in the bathtub now and that little perv was spying on me from the vents!"
– "You're in the bathtub?"
He heard her chuckle… well, not chuckle, more like cackle maliciously.
– "Oh yeah, it's a big turn on talking to you in the bathtub. HEHEHEHE!"
– "Miss Thompson!" – His tone was one of a mortified person.
– "Just kidding Walter."
He sighed from relief.
– "Well, not really, it really is a turn on!"
He tried to put his act together. Thank God he didn't have cheeks right now…
– "Miss Thompson, what was the purpose of your visits?"
– "I told you, to keep you sane in there."
– "Well, I must say, you're not helping that much."
More malicious cackling.
– "Sorry, I just can't help myself… And talking about that, as I was saying, I went to see you and… Well…"
– "What? Did something wrong happen?"
– "Wrong? Oh no, not wrong! There is nothing wrong in that! Hehe… Walter?"
– "Yes Miss Thompson?"
– "You know you're naked there don't you?"
– "(…)" – /Mortified silence/
/Chuckle/
– "I am happy to announce that I am really impressed with you Walter. Doc did a wonderful job! You look like a forty year old, and very yummy, man!"
– "The yummy part could go unsaid Miss."
– "On no it couldn't. Walter, I had never seen such a marvellous wonderful well–shaped ass!"
– "I beg your pardon!"
– "And solid! Damn, reaaaallyyy solid. A work of art."
– "Miss Thompson, how in the world would you know it's solid?"
– "(…)" /Sweat drop/
– "Miss Thompson?"
– "Hehehe Walter, I gotta go, but I will be back later. I'm gonna see what's happening in the battle. I will bring the information to you later! Bye bye!" /Nervous laugh/
(End Flashback)
He couldn't help the smile that had crept on his lips. She had the most improper behaviour, to informal for his taste, and had a very strange sense of humour. But it was thanks to her that he was there.
He sighed and took the platter from the counter and made his way to Integra's office.
Hyael was making her way back to the basement to get dressed, sipping on the blood pack, her mind lost in thought.
She knew that they liked each other, but that wasn't enough… Although Seras seemed to have appreciated the rose, and her behaviour towards Walter was most of the time sweet, maybe she only saw him like he used to be and not how he was now.
In one hand, she could understand the reason why they didn't… err… socialize more. He was not so long ago a seventy–year–old man, a human, and old enough to be her grandfather. And she, a young vampire, clinically dead.
But what was keeping them from acting now?
Suddenly a red–cloaked demon took a hold on her mind.
Seras and Alucard? She saw how close they were. But she also knew that there were rumours saying that Alucard had something for Sir Hellsing…
She smirked.
Well, if Seras really was attracted to Alucard, she couldn't blame her. At least physically, Alucard was something. Really something. Tall and lean, those red eyes and that smirk could drive anyone crazy.
She sighed noticing that her thoughts where taking very improper routes and gave a big sip on her blood pack.
–"No more thinking about him. I forbid you mind, to think about those eyes that could make anyone's knees melt with the right expression in them. Do not think about that wide chest that is the exact size for one to cuddle in… And that smirk… Grrr…."
She stopped on her tracks and whipped a trickle of blood droll that started to come out the right corner of her mouth.
–"This forbidding thing is so not working… I have to occupy my mind with something else or I will go insane. I would never hear the end of it if he peeked into my mind."
– Such a waste of blood.
Hyael could feel her body turning stiff at the sound of that rich voice.
– "Shit!" – Was the first word that came to her mind before she blocked it from him.
– It happens sometimes. Never let a drop fall oh Never Failing Grand Master Vampire? – She asked, the straw like tip of the blood bag still in between her lips, an annoyed expression on her face.
He came from behind her, hat and glasses off and stood in front of her.
– I wasn't talking about that. It is a waist to spend that blood on you.
/Ouch. One for Alucard/
She huffed as she saw him lean against the wall.
– I also think your fashion sense sucks, but I never say it now do I?
/One for Hyael/
– You did right now. – His smirk got wider.
/Alucard – Two; Hyael – One/
– Details. – She grunted.
– If it was my decision, you would not be here.
– Than I must thank Buda that the decision isn't yours. – She smirked lightly.
/HA HA! A tie/
He straightened himself and approached her, his frame towering over her; his intention was obviously to intimidate her with his size.
She looked up to meet his eyes and gave a big sip on her blood pack again, making a very strange sucking sound, the expression on her face one of almost childish curiosity.
Seras had told her once that the worst thing that someone could do in the presence of her Master was showing fear. So she tried to block it every time they spoke, even if her senses told her to either run like hell or piss her pants.
She reminded herself to thank Seras again for the advice.
– You know that I can break you in half anytime I want to. – His dark cold voice almost made her tremble. She had to use all the self–control she had not to look away from his eyes, that were shinning insanity and promising pain.
She gulped mentally and gave another loud sip on the blood pack.
– Yeah, so what?
Alucard growled low in his throat and gave a step back, looking at her with something that looked like utter rage and also frustration.
– You are an unbearable little excuse for a vampire.
She smiled brightly at him.
– I love you too Alucard.
/Growl/
/Slurp Slurp/
He disappeared in front of her eyes, his outline fading; the last thing suspended on air before he vanished completely was his smirk.
– "My Master calls. We will continue this conversation later."
She didn't answer him; the strange smirk still present in her mind. She closed her eyes trying to sense him, but he was already gone.
She sighed shakily, her hands trembling a little, the tension of the last moments taking over her body.
She gave a deep breath and quickly covered the distance that separated her from her room.
She closed the door and leaned on to it, the blood pack already empty in her hands.
– One day these conversations are going to give me a heart attack. Well, they would, if I wasn't already dead. – She muttered, giving another deep but unnecessary breath, trying to sake off the strange feeling that seemed to take over her body every time that she and Alucard confronted each other like that.
It was not the fear.
That she could handle.
It was somewhat of a sadness that took over her. Why didn't he like her? She never did anything to him. She had always been the most formal and respectful she could around him. Well, at least when there were others with them. These little fights were always fought alone.
But why did they have to have those fights at all?
She felt a little tickle on the back of her head. Sir Hellsing.
– Oh shit! And I'm still not dressed! – She yelled, going to the dresser and taking out her uniform.
In between the dressing and trying to put her massive hair in a more presentable hair–do, she tried to brush off the Alucard Issue and remembered herself of her newly self–given Operation.
Codename: SerasXWalter.
Mission 1: Retrieve Information – Part 1.
Target: Seras Victoria.
She smirked, tying the laces on her boots.
– This is going to be so much FUN!
Authoress Notes – Part 2
Hope you liked this first chapter. Because I am not going to do another, this is it. Muahahahaha!
/Random Nurse pops up from nowhere/
RN – Cleo! Have you been taking your medication?
/Cleo – Fingers crossed behind back/
CK – Yeah!
RN – Oh really?
/Cleo opens mouth to say yes again and Random Nurse shoves three king size pills down her throat/
RN – Just in case dear, just in case!
/Leaves singing some screwed up song about a chick (check Useful Information) that was climbing a stone and fell down. It ends with its mother cutting its head off with a power saw…/
CK – /Cofs/
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I really don't know why the hell I waist time writing this. No one ever reads Author Notes. Not long ones. Whatever.
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