Hellsing:Vacation

Chapter2: Have to get away.

ZR: Yay! 'Bout time I could get on! I waited impatiently for Fanfiction to fix thier server so I could put this up! So here it is, the second chapter!

Disclaimer: TT I do not own Hellsing, but I wish I did.

Seras walked slightly behind John as they made their approach to Alucard and Integra. She was slightly nervous on how her masters would take him as. She contemplated many things in her head as he walked up to Alucard..

"Master, I'd like you to meet my friend, John." She had no other title for him except that, she had only just met him.

Alucard peered over his sunglasses and looked at him with his piercing crimson eye stare, "Interesting man you have there."

"I try not to be a conformist." replied John.

"Gothic are we?"

"No, I'm just trying to be myself, like Eager Allen Poe once said 'Envy is ignorance, imitation is suicide.'"

"Interesting that you know his work," added Integra. "Not many even heard of him."

"True, I love his work on 'Self Reliance', it shows how much of the world, mainly America, is conformist."

"Yes, yes it does."

"You like him Police Girl?" Asked Alucard telepathically.

"What? I consider him as a friend master. He understands what I am, and he doesn't care that I am a vampire,"she replied angrily. "He's a friend, and that's all."

Alucard chuckled slightly. "You never cease to amuse me Police Girl."

"Well, nice meeting you Alucard," said John, his gaze then turned to Integra. "So, Integra is it? How much of your organization did you bring?"

At that question she brought her gaze to meet his. "None of your business John. Why would you even care to know-"

"Watch out!" yelled Pip as the volleyball fell toward Seras once again.

This time, Seras caught the ball and chucked it back at Pip. Hitting him square in the head. Pip thus, fell over backward from the impact, landing on his back. He sat up clutching his nose, which was bleeding profusely.

"Gahh, what was zat for Seras?" he yelled.

Seras then stomped over to Pip and then proceeded to yell at him.

"I guess she has some what of a temper?" inquired John.

"That's an understatement." replied Alucard.

A loud yelp was then heard from their general direction, and a very relieved Seras walked back to them. John took a quick glance at Pip, who was now clutching his nose and his extremities. John winced slightly at the sight and made a mental note to never get Seras mad. His volleyball buddies ran over to him, got him upright and proceeded to escort him to the Medical tent.

"Feeling better Police Girl?" asked Alucard.

"Much." She replied.

"Well, I gotta head back to my hotel room." John said as he got up. "Have to finish a few things for today before I do anything else."

"Like what?" asked Seras.

"I have to finish my sketch of Mauna Loa before I send it to the publishing company. They need it done by tomorrow, or else I'll get fired."

"What does it look like? May I see it?"

John pondered on this for a moment. He looked up at her smiling. "All right, I usually never let anyone see my artwork before its finished, He walked over to Seras. "But I have to warn you, my place isn't that clean at the moment. I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to really pick up the place."

"Oh I don't mind."

"Come on, lets go Seras, before the street rush."

"Street rush?"

"It's the time when people head from the beaches to the bars. It's a nightmare, and the police have a hard time when they go from the bars back to the hotels and such. So many drunks out there, on vacation, on their honeymoons, on business trips. It never ends."

"Wow, its that bad?"

"Yeah. Well, lets hurry up before we get caught up in it."

"Alright."

He led her back to the parking lot on the boardwalk. He proceeded to get his keys for his vehicle out of his pocket just as she asked, "What kind of ride do you have John?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing special. Just a motorcycle."

"A motorcycle? I've never ridden on a motorcycle before."

"Well, let me put it to you this way," He stepped closer to her. "Its fun."

She was scared by the way he said that. "I don't like the sound of that."

"Oh don't worry," He got his helmet on, which had a flaming skull emblem on it. "Here, I always keep a spare one," he handed her a red helmet with a phoenix emblem on it.

"Wow, I love the symbols on it."

"Thanks, designed it myself. And the paint design on the bike." He stepped to the side to let her see the bike. It was one of those Japanese makes. A Yamaha to be exact. Along the sides were the flaming wings of a phoenix, the rear was the flaming tail, and the front was the head, the lights were designed to be the eyes of the phoenix.

"Its beautiful." She remarked.

"Thanks, I never knew why, but I've always had an affiliation with the phoenix. I've always dreamed of meeting one, just so I could paint it, and remember it until my dying breath."

"That's beautiful John." She wiped a tear from her eye.

"Oh, its nothing, just a childhood dream I've always had and never let go of," he hopped on the motorcycle. "Now come on, lets go. We don't want to get stuck in the traffic now do we?"

"Yeah, lets go," she got on behind him awkwardly.

"Don't touch the exhaust pipes, they get hot."

She made sure to keep her feet well away from them.

"Hold on tight, this is gonna get fast."

She grabbed him by the waist just as he gunned the engine and took off with a wheelie. She screamed slightly and grabbed fully onto his waist nearly crushing him.

"Not so tight now, I need to breathe!" he yelled over the whine of the engine.

She loosened her death grip enough so he could breath again. But she tightened slightly as he went careening around a tight corner. "Do you always drive this dangerously?" she yelled.

"Most of the time I'm a safe driver, but I just want this sketch done so I can get my paycheck." He replied.

"I see your point."

After a few more dangerous twists and turns, they reached his house. It looked like any other house on Hawaii, thatched roofing, wooden walls and such. A few tropical plants scattered around the lawn.

"Nice place you've got here John." Seras remarked.

"Thanks, us islanders grow most of the food that we eat ourselves. The money we make is for supplies brought in from the mainland. Like over there," He pointed to a group of trees. "Those are Mango trees, and over there," he pointed to another group of plants. "Those are pineapples. Like I said, we grow most of the food that we need ourselves."

"That's amazing, what else do you have here?"

"A few banana trees, sugar canes, oranges, pears and stuff like that. Nothing special."

"Back home, the only thing that we can grow is some berry bushes and some flowers, but not much." She hung her head shamefully.

"Yeah, I used to live on the mainland a long time ago. Back in New England. The winters there were a nightmare. And the weather was never the same, springs sometimes were freezing cold until around May, or blistering hot until June, it never stayed the same."

"Wow, sounds bad."

"You have no idea Seras."

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