Hellsing: Vacation

Chapter 7: Paint it red.

ZR: Yay! Chapter Seven ish here! I'm uber happy! (crowd claps for him) Thank you, thank you all! Any way, to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own Hellsing. I do own John! He sprang from my head…kinda like Athena from Zeus.

John didn't have to wait long for Seras to pick out the clothes she wanted to wear. She was wearing a navy blue tee, with blue hip hugger jeans. John studied her look, and admiring her taste

"Of all my years of girl watching, you, out of hundreds of thousands, take the cake."

Seras blushed at the comment, "T-thank you John, I've never heard such a nice comment in a very long time."

"How long?" he questioned.

"I-I think not since my Upper School days. That was such a long time ago."

"Don't worry," he put an arm around her shoulders. Seras started to blush; again, "I had it worse in my school days."

"How bad?"

"…It's been so long since my school days. So long that I've completely forgotten them. All I know is that I hated them."

"Lucky you."

"Oh don't worry, I'll make sure that tonight, you'll completely forget all of you school days!"

"I'm not so sure I like the sound of that," she said shakily.

John looks at her with an evil grin, "Oh don't worry, I'm sure you'll have a great time. We'll paint this town red!"

"What shade?"

John stood there, his mind in a total blank, "You got me on that one."

Seras laughed slightly. "Come on, I thought you were going to show me all of the sights of the city!" She grabbed his hand, "Come on!"

"Whoa, hold on there Seras. Just who is the person taking you out for a good time?"

"You."

"That's right, now hold on."

"Why?"

"Why? Why did you say? I say hold on because why walk when your vampiric powers can move you anywhere!"

Seras hesitated for a moment. "I have feeling that this isn't going to end well," She grabbed onto his arm and they phased from the room.

They reappeared several blocks down the road, in an alleyway.

"What in blazes are we doing here?" She demanded.

"Well, its like no one is going to notice two vampires phasing out in the middle of the open."

"Good point."

"Come on, I'll show you my favorite bar!" he said as he jogged out of the alley.

"Wait up!" she called after him.

He stopped at the sidewalk to wait for her, "Come on, its not that far from here," he started walking down the street that was lined with neon lights and bars abound.

Seras sighed and followed after him. It wasn't long before he stopped outside a door to a bar. The sign above the door read 'Black & Red'.

"Pretty odd name for a bar don't you think?"

'Never judge a book by its cover."

He opened the door and walked inside, Seras followed shortly after. She was shocked to see what was inside. Heavy metal music was playing; almost everyone in there was dressed as a gothic. Most people didn't pay any attention to her, except those who were near her, who looked straight into her eyes for a split second, before going back to what they were doing.

"Don't worry about them. They're supposed to be vampires, but they aren't even close. Not by a long shot."

"I can see that," she commented as she spied many people with 'fangs'.

"Come on, you'll see why this place is so great!" He grabbed her arm and brought her to the bar, where he 'found' two stools open for the taking, with people lying on the floor behind them. He sat down on the stool to the right, and Seras on the left. The bartender showed up momentarily. He was dressed just like the others in the bar, except he had black sunglasses to boot.

"What can I get you, children of the night?" He asked.

Seras had to stifle a laughter, "Hey Fred, I'll have the usual."

"And for you?" he asked Seras.

"I'll have what he is having."

"Good choice."

He disappeared behind the bar momentarily, and reappeared with two packets of Grade A+ on ice, "Here you go. Don't be shy if you desire more," He walked off to another customer.

Seras stared at the packet, "Is this for real?"

"Yup." He grabbed a straw, punctured the packet and took a long sip from it, "And by the taste of it, donated today."

"You're bloody joking, right?"

"Nope, one-hundred percent sure that it's the real deal."

"Alright then." Seras tore open one of the corners, and poured its contents into a glass. "Cheers."

"Right, cheers."

They held up their drinks and began to drink, Seras however, almost choked on the first sip, but she recovered quickly enough.

After an hour and two more packets of blood, they exited the bar. Seras had to hold herself up on the wall.

"Oi, I think that last one had some alcohol in it."

John stammered next to her, "I think they all did."

"I don't feel so good now John, I told you this wasn't going to end well."

"I guess you were right on that note, come on lets head back."

John grabbed onto Seras to keep her from falling over. He half dragged her to the same alley they came from. He dragged her as far as he needed to be as to not attract any attention.

"Jesus, I can hardly concentrate from the fucking alcohol." He mumbled.

"Whatjasay?" slurred Seras.

"Nothing, Hold on, I'll try and get us back to the hotel room." He concentrated on opening a portal, and right in front of him, a black portal opened up, just barely enough room for two people. He picked her up, and he half dragged her into the portal, along with him. The portal closed behind them. They reappeared momentarily, back in the suite at the hotel…upside down.

They both fell to the floor in a heap, Seras on the couch, and John, on the coffee table. The coffee table splintered from his weight. He groaned from the pain. He lifted himself off the table, reached behind and pulled out the splinters imbedded into his back. He winced in pain as he pulled a long one from his back.

"Ahhg, note to self, never exit a portal on the ceiling." He grumbled.

He stepped over to where Seras had fallen, and gingerly picked her up. He carried her over to the bedroom, and laid her down upon the bed. He walked back out of the room, stumbled a bit, grabbed the blood packets that Walter had given them, and brought them back to the bedroom. He grabbed a desk chair, put it next to the bed, sat and waited.

'All this trouble for a fledgling, never thought I'd see the day that I would actually care as much as this.'

"Indeed John," said Alucard.

"You really have no manners, don't you?"

"And why would I? I come and go as I please."

"And yet you still never knock."

Alucard chuckled at his comment, "My master says the same thing as you."

'I'm not surprised at that."

Alucard stepped closer to John, "So tell me, what exactly are you doing?"

"I'm making sure she doesn't drown in her own vomit, drunken people tend to vomit from time to time. I'm just keeping her safe."

"You're protective, you know that? Everything you love, you protect. From your artwork, to police girl."

John glared at Alucard, "I do not love her that way. I'm just a friend, I want to make sure she is all right, just like any friend would."

Alucard laughed at his remark, "Suit yourself. But I believe that you're lying to yourself," and with that he phased into the floor.

John sat there, staring at Seras, contemplating Alucard's words. Maybe he was right. Maybe he was lying to himself, and he didn't know it. Maybe…just maybe…

Seras groaned and turned over, snapping him back to reality. He materialized a bucket and placed it near Seras's mouth. Just in time. Her stomach convulsed and she vomited.

John sighed, "Girl can't hold her liquor."

ZR: So readers and reviewers, how did you like this chappie! John is beginning to show some emotion for Seras! Remember, I'm new to the romantics stuff. So ANY kind of review is fine for me, I really don't mind…well I actually do, good reviews are the best!